'Her shimmering hazel eyes. Brown, long and straight hair. Her sweet scent of Vanilla and Roses. Her attractive smile. Her perfect figure. Her posh walk' thought the young Hogwarts student.

'His pale gray eyes. His dirty blonde hair. His Armani scented cologne. His sexy smirk. His gorgeous body. His charming walk' thought the young Gryffindor girl.

Both eyes met, and pulled away just at the second they met. The boy blushed. He had never felt this way about a mudblood before...

'A mudblood! Crap!' Draco thought 'I was thinking about mudblood Know-it-all Granger! Yuck! Yuck! Yuck!'

'Hmmm? Draco.. you find her very attractive, and you know it!'

'Who are you?'

'The 2nd part of your empty head!'

'Oh. Attractive! That mudblood? You must be mad!'

'If I'm mad.. You're counted mad'

'Go away. I don't need your precense'

xxxxxx

'I've never noticed that Malfoy was that cute before' thought Hermione. 'What am I saying? I must've gone mad!'

'You're not mad Hermione. You're love-struck'

'I am not!'

'Sure you are!'

'NOT!'

'By the way he looked at you with his dreamy eyes just now'

'Where!'

'Toldcha so!'

'Shut up and leave me alone'

xxxxxx

Hermione had grown over the break and the Blonde Slytherin had noticed. She had her hair straightened and highlighted. Her chest has grown a little larger than the last time she was at Hogwarts. She had a slimmer figure as she went swimming everytime she could.

Draco too had grown over the break and the Smart Gryffindor had noticed. He didn't gel his hair back which use to make him look nerdy. He did some black highlights on his hair too. He had worked out at the gym and the swimming pool in the Malfoy Manor every single day.

xxxxxx

All of a sudden, Hermione had an urge to look at Draco Malfoy again. So she did. She stood there, her back turned to Malfoy and turned her head 180° to get a last glimpse at him. But her glimpse turned into a gaze, and before you know it, she was staring at Draco Malfoy.

It made her bust look a little bigger as she turned in that direction. So Draco stood there, gaping at her. They returned looks and avoided eye contact.

'Earth to Hermione! Hello!' Ron screamed. She still stood there looking at Draco in hunger.

'HERMIONE ANN GRANGER!' Harry called at the top of his voice.

'Yes! Yes! What is it!' Hermione said, her face turning bright red.

'What were you looking at, Hermione?' Hermione noticed a hint of jealousy was in Ron's voice. He turned his head, and there stood Malfoy. He was the object that Hermione's eyes were attracted to.

'Bloody hell! You were looking at Draco Malfoy!' the hint of jealousy became larger.

Hermione looked at Ron. 'Ronald! Don't you trust me?' she exclaimed, tears filling her hazel eyes.

'No-yes! Hermione! You know I didn't mean it that way.' Ron put his arm around Hermione, comforting her.

Hermione rejected Ron and shoved him until he almost toppled onto Harry.

She ran all the way to the opening of the Hogwarts Express and set off to look for the Head's compartment. She finally found it and sat down. She buried her face in her sore hands (she shoved Ron too hard, that's how it got sore).

'Granger? Are you alright?' Malfoy asked as he looked at the red-eyed Hermione.

'Why do you care?' spat Hermione.

'Sorry! I was just asking. You didn't have to snap you know. I was just feeling concerned'

'No.. no.. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped. Why do you feel concern? We're mortal enemies'

'I-uh-erm-eh'

Hermione let out a depressing sigh. She put on her Gryffindor robe and went silently to bed.

xxxxxx

'Hello! Wake up! We're here!'

'Hogwarts? So fast?'

'No. Just kidding. We are suppose to go on patrols'

'Malfoy, we? Only Heads are suppose to go on patrols'

'Oh.'

'…'

'If Heads are only suppose to go. Then that means I have to go'

'You're Head?'

'Yeah. I wonder whose Head Girl'

'You're talking to her'

'Oh.. OH! Argh! Disaster!'

'What?'

'Dumbledore will tell you when we reach Hogwarts'

xxxxxx

They finally got of the train and Hermione and Draco followed Alisa McMillan, former Head, to their tower. The common room was brilliant. The walls were painted brown while the floor was covered in maple wood.

There were two one-seater sofa facing each other and one two-seater sofa in between. The seats were facing a fireplace which fire was blazing and keeping the room warm. There was also a huge book shelf by the corner of the common room, filled with school books, qudditch books, magazines and all sorts of other books.

Hermione heard Draco mutter 'Romantic place for a school common room'

'What did you say, Malfoy? Romantic? Never thought you knew romantic'

'Geddof my back, mudblood'

Alisa left them to settle in on their own. Hermione walked into a room which was filled with wizard-kitchen utensils.

'Just great' Hermione said out loud

'What?'

'Such a small place to sit down and have coffee'

'Right…'

Hermione ignored Draco's sarcasm and left for the spiral tower which lead to their rooms. She entered a door which had the sign "Hermione Granger, Gryffindor" on a gold plate.

'Ohmigosh!'

She looked at the big room. It looked awesome with Gryffindor colors painted on the wall and mahogany wood on the waxed and shiny floor. There was a lovely four-poster bed in the middle of the room. At one corner, lied a desk and a wooden chair, with a complete stack of "Hogwarts:A History" books.

As she looked at the wide room in adoration, Draco shouted "That's not fair! My room's smaller!"

Hermione skipped of to Draco's room which was beside hers. It was the same except the wall was painted Slytherin colors and he had a complete stack of Quidditch books instead. It pretty much the same as Hermione's.

"It's the same, Malfoy"

"No! Yours is bigger!"

Hermione rolled her eyes and stomped off to the bathroom. As she opened the door leading to it, she let out a gasp.

The walls and floors were covered in shimmering marble. The sink was gold and it looks as if it had been polished. The bathtub was the size of a swimming pool. Half the size of the pool in the Malfoy Manor's backyard. But still, it was a school.

xxxxxx

After some settling in their new tower, they walked down to the Great Hall together. It was ten minutes to dinner time and both were starving after some "oohs and aahs" at their tower.

Draco's current girlfriend, Bree Riordan, was standing down the hallway. Her golden blonde hair fell down to her bum and part of her long straight fringe fell to her face everytime she dashed a look at Draco.

But this time, she didn't. Probably because she couldn't see Draco. He stepped closer to see what she was doing. He let out a sudden gasp in his mind and so did Hermione. Were they seeing what they were seeing? Was it true?

A/N: I love making people wait for the next chapter! Haha! The next chap will come up real soon and if you wanna know when, add me to your Story Alert (if you have an account on Otherwise, you can always send me a mail bugging me. Heheh. Okay ciao!