A/N: Hi, so this is my first dramione fanfiction and I'm not going to write the entire thing, but if you do want me to continue I will put it in a poll on my profile, or you can just review and tell me. OK so this story takes place in the 7th year at Hogwarts, also Prof. Dumbledore isn't and I hope that you enjoy.

Disclaimer: In my world I do own Harry Potter, then I realized I was dreaming...

Chapter One: The Return

Hermione rushed through the crowd, bustling to get to the train. She ran through the wall and came out to the train to Hogwarts.

"Harry! Ron!" She yelled, as she saw they're heads through the crowd.

Harry and Ron turned their heads towards the direction of the voice. Hermione walked up with a smile on her face, she had changed since last year.

Her hair had straightened out and she was not as afraid to show her curves, which she had always had, but she had wanted people to love her for her books and not her looks. They boarded the train and found an empty compartment and sat down.

"So Herms, are you gonna tell us" Harry asked, after placing his bag under his chair and placed Hedwig beside him on the cushioned chair.

Hermione sent Harry a glare, "I told you to stop calling me that! What do you mean am I going to tell you?"

"Are you going to tell us if you made Head Girl?" He replied

Hermione's face instantly brightened

"Yes, yes I did! Did you make Head Boy, Harry?" She asked excitedly

"Congrats, Mione!" He congratulated her, "I would've loved to answer yes to that question, but I didn't make Head Boy"

"Hmm, if you didn't make Head Boy, then who did?" She asked

"No, but how come you guys didn't question if I was Head Boy?" He asked

"Well, it's not really your kind of thing, mate. I mean following the rules and such" Harry answered

Ron laughed "Yeah, I reckon so"

"Anything from the trolley, dears?" Asked the Trolley Lady who was passing by their compartment.

Ron shot up from his seat.

"Yeah! I'm so hungry I could eat a hippogriff." He joked, as he walked out of the compartment.

Hermione rolled her eyes and followed Harry out of the compartment.

Hermione and Harry watched in disgust as Ron stuffed a chocolate frog in his mouth.

"Do you ever stop eating?" Hermione asked after seeing him pour a whole box of Every Flavour Beans in his mouth.

"No" he answered dryly, "do you have to always be such a smart ass?"

Hermione glared at him and she turned to pay the Trolley Lady.

"Well, well, well." Said Draco who appeared behind them, with his two cronies, "if it isn't Potty and Weaselbee, but where's the mudblood? Did she finally realize that hanging around you two morons was bringing down her reputation?"

"Fuck off, Malfoy." Hermione said angrily, coming from behind Harry and Ron.

"Ooh, looks like Granger's got a dirty mouth, but I wouldn't expect any less from a filthy-little mudblood." Draco retorted

"And I wouldn't expect any less from a death-eater!" Harry snapped back.

Draco's eyes darkened and he looked wounded, you could tell that, that hit close to home.

"Better watch your mouth, Potter!" He growled, "that's no way to speak to the Head Boy"

Ron who had been dead quiet throughout the entire time, spoke up.
"Your Head Boy?" He asked

"Yes, Weasley I am, and you three better get back in your compartment before I report you to Snape!" He said harshly, before turning his back and walking down the hall with Crabbe and Goyle following not so far behind.

"Sheesh, what's his deal?" Harry asked, whilst sitting back down in their compartment.

"I don't know, but did you see the look on his face after you mentioned death-eaters?" Hermione asked worriedly

Ron snorted, "Who the hell cares!"

Hermione told herself to just give it up, the hurt look on his face was still etched in her head.

"I gotta go to the Heads compartment, I'll see you guys at dinner." She told them.

They said an 'ok' in approval and she walked out of the compartment.

She eventually made it to the compartment, but not before bumping into Luna who was passing out copies of 'The Quibbler' and droning on and on about Nargles and something called a Moon Frog.

When she walked into the compartment she was startled to see Malfoy already there, but she calmly sat down.

She instantly felt his eyes on her.

He definitely noticed her new appearance, he looked her up and down and landed on her breast, which looked firm and full.

"Malfoy! Would you quit staring at me?" She yelled.

He looked away and glared at her "Please, as if I would torture my eyes with the likes of you, you Filthy Mudblood" he sneered.

Hermione breathed out a heavy sigh, this was going to be a very long year.

A/N: Soo did you guys like it I hope you did because I had a really fun time writing it! So go to polling on my page and tell me if I shall continue or not, or you could do it the easy way and just answer the question in the review box below. Whatever you choose, Thank-You for reading! Please PM me if you have any kinds of questions.

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