Authors Note: This is my first fic so please feel free to review any feedback to help me improve. Also this fanfic isn't like those Head Boy/Girl falling in love or marriage law bullshit, it's completely different. This fanfic also doesn't follow the books much and the characters are OOC, anything that isn't mentioned hasn't happened. Keep that in mind.
Chapter 1
It was a disgustingly sunny day on which Draco Malfoy bid his parents goodbye and got on the Hogwarts Express for his 6th year. He quickly found an empty cabin and lifted his trunk onto the luggage rack above. He then proceeded to sit by the window and wait for the train to depart. Shortly after, Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zabini climbed into the cabin and sat themselves down. Pansy immediately clung onto Draco's arm and batted her eyes at him.
"Drakie, how was your summer? Did you get any of my letters? You didn't respond to any of them." Pansy asked.
Draco did indeed get Pansy's letters, all 241 of them. They were now sitting in his fireplace as ashes.
"No I didn't get any letters. Must have been blown away or sent to the wrong address. You know how owls are these days." Draco lied smoothly.
Pansy pouted and straight away went silent. He could see Blaise trying to hold in his laughter, red in the face, out of the corner of his eye. The rest of the train ride went by with games of exploding snap and trading of chocolate frog cards.
"Welcome back students! Hopefully you all had a great break and are ready to once again start on a year of learning. Now before you all start eating, I would like to introduce a new transfer student" Dumbledore announced. A girl with a mane of wild, brown curls and glasses entered the Great Hall from a side door and stood beside Professor Dumbledore.
"Her name is Hermione Granger and she is starting her 6th year. Hermione was sorted beforehand and was sorted into Gryffindor. I hope you all make her feel welcome." Dumbledore said.
Cheers erupted from the Gryffindor table as Hermione walked down and sat an empty seat. Draco's eyes followed her from the teacher's table all the way to the Gryffindors. He couldn't figure out why he felt so drawn to her. A poke in the shoulder drew him out of his daze.
"Did you see that transfer girl's hair? It looked like a disaster. And what's up with her nerdy glasses?" Pansy giggled.
Draco had the sudden urge to tell Pansy to shut up, instead he said "God I know right. Goyle has more fashion sense than her". At this both Pansy and Blaise bursted out in laughter while Goyle playfully punched his arm. However, Draco wanted to take back what he said instantly. For the rest of the feast Draco kept his eyes trained on the new transfer. He watched her as the two most insufferable boys in the year tried to befriend her; Harry Potter with his gaggle of fans trying to talk to him and Ron Weasley, with his freckles.
The thought of Harry Potter and Ron Weasley becoming friends with Hermione Granger irked him somehow. Well whatever, these silly feelings will go away sooner or later, thought Draco. Boy, how wrong he was.
He looked back at the Gryffindor table only to find a pair of brown eyes staring back.
Hermione Granger walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat down. Immediately two boys tried to talk to her, one with dark, messy black hair and one with a mop of bright orange it would of put a traffic cone to shame.
"Hello, I'm Harry Potter. Nice to meet you", the dark haired one said, "and this is Ron Weasley". He gestured to the red head.
"Hi. Nice to meet you too" Hermione replied. She immediately started making up stories for the two boys she'd just met in her head; a habit that had formed when her parents both passed away, a way to escape reality.
Harry Potter came from a loving family, wealthy and kind. He secretly had generations of Pygmy Puffs hidden away in his room, each of which he named and loved. It was his secret obsession. Then one day, Ron Weasley spotted his collection through the window of Harry's bedroom and thus their friendship begun. It was mostly based on the factor that his secret would be kept and so they formed a Pygmy Puff club. This was the story Hermione came up for the two boys, she bit the inside of her cheek to stop laughing when one of them mentioned Pygmy Puff.
Hermione looked around the hall and spotted a boy with platinum blonde hair sitting with the house known as Slytherin. She began a story for him, starting with how had slain a dragon and the poisonous blood bleached his hair to that colour permanently, when their eyes met.