1. IT DID

Hermione boarded the Hogwarts express just in time. She was out of breath after running from the parking lot due to a distraction. Well, it wasn't as much a distraction since she chose to do it.

Hermione thought had changed over the summer but not in appearance. She still had her bushy hair and know-it-all look. She had changed in her manner. She was some tight-ass jumped up on books and grades, even though she still took in interest in these two things. Hermione was what some might call a slut.

Well, I did say some. In her mind it was completely fine to fool around with whatever guy took her fancy and today that lucky fellow happened to be Harry.

Harry had, well let's just say, taken very well to Hermione offer. They found an abandon car down behind the station and soon the windows became extremely fogged and moans could be heard echoing of the walls. Lucky for them it was a deserted back alleyway.

Hermione smirked at the clear memory of it all. Harry was good with his lips but didn't have much to back them up with. Oh well, at least she was satisfied for now.

She walked down the corridor looking for Ron or Ginny. Harry, unfortunately, didn't make it back in time to catch the train but Hermione knew he was smart enough to get to hogwarts somehow.

She found Ginny sitting with Dean, Neville, and Ron in a compartment close by and sat down near the window, having no inclination to start into the conversation. She stared out the window idly for what seemed like an hour and finally decided to get some work done.

She took out her transfiguration book and started to study until Ron so rudely interrupted her.

"Where's Harry, Herms? Wasn't he with you when we went into the station?"

"Ron, I have no clue where he is. He said he had to go to the bathroom before we went through to the platform and I haven't seen him since," she replied, hiding her smirk behind her book. Ron would eat up anything Hermione said. He was like putty in her hands ever since she fucked him. At least he was good in bed.

Ron stared at Hermione, then decided to go and search. He left the compartment and Hermione went back to her book. Soon, the silence Ron left behind was broken as Ginny and Neville struck up a conversation. They talked about god knows what as if it were the most important thing in the world or as if they loved the sound of their voices. Hermione and Dean sat next to each other, hermione with her book and Dean looking bored as heel. Before she realized what exactly was going on, he had put one arm around her waist, grazing her ass, and she had her free hand lying lazily on his inner thigh. He smirked as her eyes met his and as Hermione was about to come with an excuse for her and Dean's quick escape, the compartment door slid open.

"My, My, My. What have we hear," Drawled Draco Malfoy. He looked over the compartment with disdain meeting glares from almost everyone in the compartment. As his eyes settled on hermione, the smirk he had worn a second before was replaced with something resembling the look on Deans face a minute before. Hermione met his gaze, smirking herself as he stood there. Before he could say one more words, Ginny closed the compartment door in his face.

Hermione returned back to her book, taking her hand off a very put-off Dean. The rest of the ride passed normally and when Ron finally returned, he seemed worried and continued for the rest of the train trip to bombard Hermione with questions. Hermione could care less and dodged them all with half-hearted shrugs of her shoulder.

As the train finally stopped, Hermione got off first, since she was after all, head girl and should, after all, help the first years. She stood there with Ginny, who had decided to wait with her as the boys went to the nice warm castle, and she checked that all the first years were with Hagrid twice. When she was finally satisfied that her job was done, she trudged up to the horseless carriages and before she knew it, was seated at the Gryfindor table trying hard to keep her eyes open.

When Dumbledore had finally finished his speech and most of the students were stuffing their mouths, she noticed the Slytherin table. Draco Malfoy sat at the very end, looking, as usual, as if he owned the place. She glanced at his cronies sitting around him. He was well likes, or greatly feared, but whatever it was, hermione wanted him.

Before long, dinner was over as well and the headmaster was approaching hermione. She knew what was coming and greatly anticipated it. A new room was just what she needed. It would be so much quieter and she would get away from all the other distractions the Gryfindor common room presented.

Dumbledore wasted no time in getting to the point for he was quite full and only desired a bed."Ms.Granger, I have no doubt that you know that you have a new dorm and that you will be sharing it with Mr.Malfoy." Hermione took this as old news, knowing quite well that Malfoy was the Head boy. "I will take you two to your common room now, a please don't dawdle for I am quite tired already without trudging up more stairs." Dumbledore finished his sentence and turned rapidly on his heal towards the oak doors. As he moved, Malfoy suddenly appeared behind him, smirking again.

Hermione rolled her eyes at him and followed Dumbledore, who was moving faster then Hermione would have liked. She had to jog to up with him and soon she heard Malfoy coming up behind her. After climbing five flights of stairs and going down more corridors then she could count, Hermione slammed into came to a halt just in time to not Knock down Dumbledore. Malfoy was not as fortunate and slammed into hermione, she luckily stood her ground and Dumbledore continued to stare at the millions of tiny portraits on the wall. Hermione noticed that Draco did not get move after he bumped into her and she could feel everything, Everything that was going on with him. She walked sideways to get away from Draco and stood next to Dumbledore, who was now muttering under his breath.

"Which one could it be? Now, let me think. Ah, yes, of course." At this revelation, he turned to face Hermione and Draco.

"Now listen closely, for I will not repeat myself. This is your new common room." Hermione stared blankly at him. Surely a corridor could not be there common room. Malfoy was about to voice Hermione's thoughts when Dumbledore cut him off.

"To enter, tap these two portraits with your wand in succession. They will open up into your new common room. I will tell you your duties tomorrow at breakfast. I am going to bed now, something I would advise you to do also." He gave them a once over look then walked-ran down the corridor leaving the two heads in a very uncomfortable silence.

Finally, Hermione did as the Headmaster had told them and tapped the portraits. They immediately folded into the wall, which was quickly disappearing and soon a door stood in front of her. She enter with Draco following a few seconds later. He shut the door behind him and walked over to the fireplace, seeming unimpressed by the decorations. Hermione, on the other hand, was stunned. She didn't show it, though, in case Malfoy thought she was stupid. She walked over to the coach and sat down. Neither of them spoke a word.