A/N: This is my first chapter of my first fanfic….please tell me what you think! (even though I know its hard to judge from this one generic chapter…)

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Hermione woke up to the sound of her mother banging on her door.

"Hermione! It's 10:30!"

Hermione looked groggily at her watch, sure enough…
"Shit shit shit shit shit SHIT!" she whispered to herself as she jumped out of bed and grabbed the clothes she laid neatly on a chair the night before. She was late to get on the Hogwarts Express for school…was this a bad omen or what?

It was Hermione's 7th and final year at Hogwarts, and to add to that, she was the Head Girl; which, to be brutally honest, came as absolutely no surprise to her. She was surprised, however, when her best friend Harry Potter did no make Head Boy…had he not been through enough? How many times has he shown his adept leader skills? At least a million times a year, Hermione knew. But still…Dumbledore works in mysterious ways…

It took her five minutes to put on her clothes, brush her teeth, and comb her wild hair. "Impressive Hermione love." Her mother commented as Hermione skidded into the kitchen. Hermione blushed; she hated it when people find out that even she, Hermione Jane Granger, is sometimes less than perfect, even if it was only her mother.

The ride to Kings Cross was relatively uneventful. It was filled with the customary lecture from her mother, the abrupt comments about the paper from her father, and the noise of tearing from Hermione's cat Crookshanks' cage (he had just found Hermione's old collection of unwanted stuffed animals).

Finally they arrived at the station, with only five minutes to spare.

"Bye mum, bye dad, I'll miss you!" Hermione said quickly, what if the train left without her!

"Bye darling! I love you, and I'll miss you so much. Now, don't forget to write a letter to us at least twice a month; just so we can check up on you…"
"OK! BYE!" Hermione interjected, and with a swift kiss on both her parents' cheeks, she ran through the barrier, leaving a slightly melancholy pair of parents behind her.

"There you are!" came an all to familiar voice as Hermione headed into one of the compartments. It was followed by the sight of the voice's signature flaming red hair. Hermione smiled, oh how she had missed her Ron Weasley!

Ron smiled back while the figure next to him, sporting extremely messy jet black hair, looked at his watch in mock disbelief.
"Hermione! Are you…is it true…this can't be happening…you're a, a MINUTE LATE!"
"Ha. Ha. Ha…" Hermione replied, in the most sarcastic voice she could manage, while rolling her eyes.

"Ahhh, I almost forgot about your eye rolling…" Harry replied back, in a dreamy voice. Ron, who had been laughing hysterically since Harry's first comment, gasped, "I most certainly did NOT" to which Hermione rolled her eyes once more and settled down on the bench next to the boys, setting Crookshank's cage next to her.

She was just about to crack open a fresh new book when Hermione jumped up. "I have Head Duty!" she cried, causing the two boys across from her, who were immersed in a Quidditch conversation, to jump. "I'll be back soon!" And with that she raced out of the compartment and to the front of the train.

'I have to get a hold of myself!' Hermione thought, mentally scolding herself for her lack of responsibility the whole day. 'Honestly, how am I supposed to lead the school if I can't remember to even wake up at a proper time!'

She finally reached the Ms. McGonagall's compartment, where the meeting was supposed to be held, only to it empty. Hermione went in and took a seat to catch her breath; she'd go looking for her headmistress in a second.'

That search proved unnecessary, however, because only a minute after Hermione's arrival, the Headmistress herself walked in. "Ms. Granger, I see you finally decided to come." McGonagall said pertly. "Professor! I was going to come right away of course, but Ron needed some help with his homework and I…" (' A little white lie won't hurt' Hermione thought, she didn't want McGonagall to think of her as irresponsible!')

"Hermione, no harm done." Mcgonagall replied hastily, "And I'm sure Mr. Weasley's homework situation is more desperate than this one." She added with an "I know that was just an excuse" kind of twinkle in her eye.

"The Head Boy has just decided to get a bite to eat while we were waiting." The headmistress continued, Hermione blushed guiltily, and was about to ask who exactly the Head Boy was, when he walked into the compartment, right on cue…

And to Hermione's utter dismay, the Head boy was none other than…

Draco. Malfoy.