Hey All! So this is my first Dramione story, and since I've finished the first chapter, I figured I'd put it up. I hope you all love it! I can't promise that I'll be updating super regularly, but I'll try to have the next few chapters up soon. This story is set in the sixth year, mostly based on the movie, because the movie includes a lot more of Draco's story. It is very different from the real story and may contain spoilers, but I hope everyone's read it by now :) I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters, JK Rowling owns those. Part of the train scene is from the movie, and I do not own that dialogue, the writers do. I'm just spreading the love :) ENJOY! and please review!

September 1st

The one minute whistle blew and Harry, Ron, and Hermione gave one last wave to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley as they boarded the train with Ginny. The sun was shining and there was a slight breeze as the train pulled out of the station. Ron and Ginny continued waving to their parents as Harry and Hermione started to head down the hall to find a compartment. The train rounded the corner as Hermione found an empty compartment.

"Come on, in here is free," she said as Ron and Ginny joined them.

"I'm gonna go find Dean," said Ginny beaming. They all waved goodbye to her and Harry watched her walk away until she was in the next car, but Ron and Hermione didn't notice because they were settling into the compartment. Hermione sat beside Ron with Crookshanks in her lap. Several hours passed as Hermione read a few chapters in Hogwarts, A History and the boys played Wizards Chess. It was late in the afternoon when Harry began to withdraw from the conversation and Ron turned his attention to Hermione.

"Congrats again Hermione for getting Head Girl," Ron said sounding slightly annoyed, "but I still don't get why I wasn't made Head Boy."

"Maybe if you remembered to do your patrols you would have made it," Hermione said now flipping through her Daily Prophet.

"I only missed a few times," he said.

"Twenty is not a few Ron," she said putting down her paper, "but thank you for congratulating me," she said smiling.

He brightened up a bit when she smiled and turned to Harry.

"What's wrong mate?" he asked watching Harry stare thoughtfully out the window.

"I'm just thinking about what we saw in Diagon Alley," he said turning to face them.

"Oh just drop it Harry," Ron said as Hermione rolled her eyes.

"But what was Malfoy doing with that weird looking cabinet and who were all those people?" Harry said imploringly. Hermione know what was coming next.

"Don't you see, it was a ceremony, an initiation-" he said, but Hermione interrupted.

"Stop it Harry, I know where you're going with this."

"It's happened," he said, "He's one of them."

"One of what," Ron asked sounding confused.

Hermione sighed and replied hotly, "Harry is under the impression that Draco Malfoy is now a Death Eater."

Ron scoffed, "Harry you're barking! What would You-Know-Who want with someone like Malfoy?"

"Then what was he doing in Borgin and Burkes? Browsing for furniture?" Harry replied sarcastically.

"It's a creepy shop, he's a creepy bloke," Ron said slightly annoyed.

"It makes sense, his whole family is made up of Death Eaters," Harry said desperately.

Hermione looked at him when he turned to her and said, "Besides you saw it all with your own eyes."

She rolled her eyes and said, "Harry I can't be sure of what I saw. None of us can, we don't know all the details."

"Hermione are you actually defending Malfoy!" Harry said, almost reaching a hysterical note.

"Of course not," she said, "I just don't want you to do anything rash!"

Harry sighed and said, "He's up to something, I just know it."

"Whatever Harry," Hermione said giving up.

"So who's Head Boy?" Ron asked changing the subject.

"No idea," Hermione said, glad to not be discussing Malfoy anymore, "They haven't told me. I'm supposed to go to Professor McGonagall's office after the feast."

"I need some air," Harry said standing, but Hermione did not miss him grabbing his invisibility cloak.

"Harry please don't do anything stupid," she said looking worried.

"He's up to something, I've got to know," and with that Harry left, leaving Ron and Hermione looking at each other worriedly.

"I hope he's okay," she said looking after him.

"Should we go after him?" Ron asked standing up, itching for a chance to yell at Malfoy.

"No it'll only make things worse. There's not much Harry would risk in the middle of the train," Hermione said pulling him back onto the seat, "They'd both be dumb to pick a fight now."

"Well Malfoy is an idiot," Ron said smirking at her.

"True, but Harry'll be fine," she said, more to convince herself than to convince Ron.

Just then Hermione looked up to see Neville and Luna knocking at the door and she waved them in.

"Hey Ron, Hermione," Neville said opening the door.

"Hey Neville, hey Luna," said Hermione happily.

"Where's Harry," Luna asked dreamily as she sat down across from Hermione.

"He uh, went to walk around," Hermione said uneasily catching Ron's eye. They quickly changed the subject to classes and they all began to theorize about who the new Defense against the Dark Arts teacher would be.

When they arrived at the castle, Harry had still not returned.

"Where is Harry?" Hermione asked worriedly as they left the compartment.

"He's probably already on the platform," Ron said beckoning her out the door. They made their way out to the carriages, but they could not find Harry. Ron and Neville were rather relaxed, Luna had left them, and Hermione was extremely anxious. They arrived in the hall and feast began.

"Ron stop eating! Harry is missing!" Hermione said looking apprehensively at the door.

"He'll be here soon, calm down."

Ginny sat across from Ron, glaring daggers at him. She was just as worried if not more worried than Hermione. She glanced at the door and tapped Hermione's arm.

"Look," she said nodding at the door.

Hermione looked up quickly expecting to see Harry. Instead she saw Draco Malfoy slip quickly, into the hall. His face was a mixture of anger and anguish; his hands were in fists at his side. He walked up to where his friends saw and before he sat he scanned the hall. He looked across the room and Hermione continued to watch him. As he looked around his eyes came to rest on her for a bit longer. She locked eyes with him for a moment before hurriedly looking away. Luckily, Ron hadn't noticed and if Ginny had, she didn't have time to say anything because they all looked up to see Luna and a bloody-faced Harry enter the hall.

"Where have you been?" asked Hermione, with a note of both relief and shock in her voice, "and what the hell happened to your face?"

"Later," Harry said, "What have I missed?"

Ron told him about the sorting hat and they were about to ask about his face again when Dumbledore got up to speak. The speech was short, but he talked about Voldemort and how they all needed to be careful in the dark times ahead.

Hermione looked across to where Malfoy was sitting. He was looking at his plate, leaning his head on his hand. He looked angry, but almost sad. She couldn't help wondering if he had something to do with Harry's bloody nose.

When Dumbledore was done and had announced Snape as the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor and Horace Slughorn as the new Potions Master, the students were dismissed.

Hermione waved goodbye to her friends, being sure to tell Ginny to find out what had happened to Harry as he hadn't told them, and headed off to Professor McGonagall's office. She made her way through the crowds of students being led to their houses by the prefects and soon found herself alone in the hall. She knocked twice on Professor McGonagall's door and entered when she heard, "Come in."

She opened the door and said, "Hello Professor, I'm here to-"

She stopped.

There, sitting in one of the chairs that faced McGonagall's desk was none other than Draco Malfoy. He had turned in his chair when he heard the door and was now turning back to the desk, rolling his eyes.

"Really? Granger?" he asked Professor McGonagall in a droning, annoyed voice.

"Oh please!" Hermione exclaimed walking to the desk and glaring at him, "I could as the same about you, you little-"

"Enough!" Professor McGonagall yelled, "Miss Granger, please sit down."

Hermione straightened up and sat haughtily in the chair next to Draco careful to avoid eye contact with him.

"Now," Professor McGonagall said standing in front of them and folding her arms, "I know in the past, the two of you have been at odds with one another, but the fact is that you are two of the top students at this school. You are also potentially capable of bringing people together, since you are part of the two houses involved in the largest rivalry at this school. Therefore the staff saw fit to pair you as Head Boy and Girl. So you are going to have to learn to put aside your juvenile rivalries and your differences and work together this year.

The two teenagers sat quietly staring angrily at the teacher they had known for five years. Hermione took a deep breath and turned to glare at Draco.

"Fine, I'll do my best," she said snipping off every word as he glared menacingly back at her. He simply nodded and Professor McGonagall turned to her desk. She turned back to them and handed them their badges, Draco stared at his before asking, "So what do we do?"

Professor McGonagall cleared her throat and said, "Well every evening you will patrol the corridors for the hour of nine to ten. You may turn students in at any time of the day for rule breaking, but you may not give detention."

Draco rolled his eyes in frustration. He had hoped to have the opportunity to punish some people, namely Potter and Weasley.

"You are to uphold the behavior statutes expected of all students, and set a good example. Now if you will follow me I will show you to your dorm."

"Professor we know where our dormitories are," Hermione said slowly.

"No Miss Granger, the Head Boy and Girl dorm."

"Wait, what?" Draco said standing and turning to yell towards Professor McGonagall as she made her way to the door. She turned to look at them as they stared at her in disbelief.

"I was sure you knew," she said, "but no matter, I shall tell you now. The Head Boy and Girl have their own private dorm. You will have your own rooms, but you will have a shared common area. Now, no fuss, follow me."

"But Professor I-" Hermione said, but Professor McGonagall cut her off.

"No argument Miss Granger. Follow. Me."

She swept out the door and they reluctantly followed. Draco walked swiftly with his hands in his pockets and a furious look on his face. Hermione walked just as angrily with fists clenched at her side, fighting the urge to scream. They moved up about two floors to the fifth floor. They went around several more corners before Professor McGonagall stopped in front of a tapestry of two nymphs dancing in a forest. One was a tall teenage boy with long brown hair, and the other a girl with flowing auburn hair and light, chocolate, shimmering eyes. They were dancing and smiling among thick, sparkling trees and glowing butterflies, in front of a curtain of vines.

"Chocolate Frogs," McGonagall said to the tapestry. The nymphs ceased their dancing and proceeded to pull back the curtain of vines which caused the tapestry to separate and reveal the entrance to the Head's dorm.

"Well goodnight to both of you, your belongings are in your rooms, Miss Granger on the right, Mr. Malfoy on the left. Your patrols begin tomorrow, eight o'clock on the second floor until nine thirty, ending on the fourth floor. Now try to behave yourselves," she said strictly and with that she turned and left.

"Unbelievable," Hermione said as she turned and stalked into the room.

There was a small entry way with a bench to the left of the door. When the room opened up there was a table to the left, round, with four chairs around it. To the right there was a red couch and chair in front of a fireplace and straight ahead there was a black couch and chair in front of a fireplace. The walls were hung with green and red tapestries and there was a Slytherin crest above the black couches and fireplace and a Gryffindor crest above the red couches and fireplace. Two windows with cushioned window seats were on the right wall. Two doors on either side of the black couches led to the bedrooms. Hermione looked around the room and her angry face softened a bit, at least until she heard his voice.

"I beg your pardon," he droned sarcastically as he waltzed into the room looking too proud for his own good, "but what is so unbelievable?"

"You! How did you of all people becomes Head Boy?" she exclaimed rounding on him.

"Well I am sorry you don't understand how amazing I am," he sneered haughtily.

"Oh honestly, you are impossible!" she said exasperatedly throwing her hands in the air.

"Well you aren't exactly the easiest person to deal with either Granger," he snarled back walking towards her.

"You just stay away from me," she said pointing a finger at him. He stopped in front of her about one foot away.

He leaned in and sneered the most awful sneer he could before saying in the most menacing voice he could muster,

"Gladly Mudblood."

And with that he turned to go up to his room. By this time Hermione's blood was boiling. She looked at him as he walked away and opened her mouth to speak, but it came out as a harsh whisper,

"Don't call me that."

He looked back at her. Her face was pained and angry. Their eyes met and for a fleeting second she thought she saw sympathy in his eyes, but it was gone just as quickly as it had come and the cold eyes she knew only too well were back.

"I'll call you what I want," he said, "let's just do the best to avoid each other this year."

"Gladly," she snarled sarcastically imitating him, "you asshole."

"Watch it Granger," he said over his shoulder as he walked towards the door to the right of the black couches. She heard his door slam and with that she stormed off to bed.

There it is, chapter 1! I hope you all enjoy and review. I love Dramione and I can't wait to continue. They are my favorite couple :)