A/n: this is my first attempt at writing a Dramionie FanFic, so reviews are appreciated, but no flames please! Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Harry Potter, and some parts of this chapter I have borrowed from Dracosgirl2515. So, credits to her. :D
Chapter 1
~The Beginning~
Era: Hogwarts, seventh year.
The Great Hall was filled with excited noise, coming from all houses. It was the first day of school for everyone, and the seventh year students were buzzing with excitement, trying to figure out who was head girl and head boy.
"I bet its Hermione!" Harry Potter announced loudly, at the Gryffindor table.
The Gryffindors cheered loudly in support for Hermione. She blushed furiously but did not deny it. In fact, she already knew she was head girl. Unfortunately, she also knew that head boy was her archenemy, Draco Malfoy, but she kept quiet about it.
Harry, Hermione and Ron had all matured. Harry was now a tall, good-looking 17-year-old, with a strong and fit body from all the years of Quidditch. His hair was in its usual organized messy style and it was always soft. Hermione has outgrown her bushy, frizzy locks and it was now a gorgeous auburn bundle of long graceful locks cascading down to her mid back. Her body had also changed and become curvier, but this was almost unnoticeable, as she still wrapped herself with materials galore. Ron had also matured, his lean body and long arms from Quidditch, and his hair was still the carrot orange it always has been, just longer, and softer.
"Students! Welcome back to Hogwarts for another splendid year!" Dumbledore's booming voice rang in the hall. Almost immediately, everyone in the Hall started cheering. Dumbledore raised a hand for silence before he continued.
"I'm sure you're all wondering who is head girl and boy. I shall put you out of your misery. Your head girl is…" Dumbledore paused for effect. "Hermione Granger, Gryffindor!" the students at the Gryffindor table exploded into cheers and applause. She stood up from her seat and accepted the tie. Dumbledore waited for the students to calm down before continuing. "And, your head boy is…Draco Malfoy, Slytherin!" students at the Slytherin table hit Malfoy on the shoulder as a way of congratulations. He went up arrogantly and accepted the tie.
"I present you, you two Heads!" Dumbledore applauded and everyone followed.
"How is that even freaking possible? Malfoy?" Harry whispered furiously to Hermione, when she returned to her seat.
"Harry, I've told you, Dumbledore wants Slytherin and Gryffindor to unite and work together, instead of being at each other's throats all the time." Hermione explained patiently.
"Fine. You win, Hermione." Harry muttered, "As usual."
Hermione laughed heartily, and did not notice Draco Malfoy turning around to look at her.
"My, my, the little mudblood can actually relax. This is going to be an interesting year." He chuckled to himself before turning his attention to his dinner.
"Malfoy, Granger, please follow me to your quarters." Professor McGonagall motioned. They stood, said goodbye to their friends and followed the professor out of the Hall.
"Why are we heading towards the Slytherin dungeons, Professor? Are we supposed to stay here?" Hermione asked, a little frightened. She never liked the Slytherin dungeons.
"Heavens, no! Your quarters are after the Slytherin dungeons." The Professor replied.
"Why so worried Granger? Are you afraid?" Malfoy sneered.
"Shut up Malfoy. I was just curious." Hermione shot back.
But before Malfoy could retort, they stopped.
"We're here. Black Magic." Professor McGonagall said the password and the wall disappeared, and opened up to a room with a living room and two separate bedrooms with a shared bathroom.
"Wow, its beautiful." Hermione breathed.
Malfoy thought it was beautiful as well but he tried not to show it.
"I'll leave you to unpack." The professor said and briskly walked out.
"Well, mudblood, I'm taking the room on the right. You can have the room on the left." Malfoy smirked and picked up his suitcase and walked to the door, opened it, then shut it, leaving Hermione standing in the common room, quite shocked at his brusque attitude. She eventually recovered, shook her head and picked up her own suitcase.
After about five minutes, both of them had already unpacked, and were going to head off to their first class, but Malfoy stopped Hermione.
"Before you go off, I have a few rules you should know of." Malfoy arrogantly told her.
"What rules? Don't be stupid." Hermione retorted.
But Malfoy continued as if he hadn't heard her. "Rule one, do not touch my things, any of them, unless I give you permission." Hermione glared furiously. "And Rule two," Malfoy continued, "When there's a robe hanging on my door, you cannot come in."
Hermione snorted, unladylike, and said, "Like I'd want to see you fuck some whore."
Malfoy raised an eyebrow. "Well, well, miss goody-two-shoes can curse."
Hermione shoved past him and slammed the door to go to her classes. Malfoy chuckled to himself, thinking, "She's sexy when she's angry."
Hermione was taking Potions, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Ancient Runes, Arithmancy, Herbology, Charms and Transfiguration. Her first class was Potions, with well, Malfoy.
"Welcome to Potions. We will be learning how to make potions, what they are used for, and etcetera. First things first , your pairs. This is the pair you will be working with for the entire year. The first pair is Harry and Lavender, followed by Ron and Parvati, then it's Draco and Hermione–"
"What?" Both Hermione and Draco exclaimed in shock. Ron just gaped, but Harry asked, "Professor, are you sure this is such a good idea? I mean, I really can't see them working together before they rip each others throats out sir."
Professor Slughorn nodded understandingly but went on to explain. "Although I know of your… interesting history, as head boy and girl, you have to learn to work together, even if you hate that person." Hermione gave up and moved her things next to Malfoy.
He smirked, and said, "I hope you don't pull down my grades Granger." Hermione rolled her eyes and turned her attention to Professor Slughorn.
"Now class, we will be making polyjuice potion. Has anyone ever made it before?" Hermione, Harry, Draco, Ron and Blaise's hands rose.
"Very good. Do you know how long it takes to make the potion?" Slughorn asked. Almost immediately Hermione's hand shot into the air. The Professor smiled, "Ms. Granger?"
"It takes approximately one month to brew Polyjuice potion."
Slughorn's smile widened, "Excellent Granger! 10 points for Gryffindor. Now, can anyone tell me what's the most important ingredient for Polyjuice potion?" Draco raised his hand and answered, "A small amount of hair from the person you want to transform to."
"Excellent Mr. Malfoy! 10 points for Slytherin."
Professor Slughorn went on to explain the uses for Polyjuice potion, and why it was dangerous. Time crawled by for Hermione, as she already knew all this. For Draco however, it flew like the wind. He was fascinated by, not the class, but by Hermione, who looked bored, and was playing with her hair and scribbling on her notebook.
"Granger, what's wrong? Bored out of your mind?" Draco asked, trying to sound casual.
"If you must know Malfoy, yes, I am bored." She replied as snootily as she could.
"Why? I thought you never get bored in class." He whispered, moving slightly closer, but Hermione didn't notice.
"Well, I've heard this about three times, so yes, I'm very bored."
Thankfully, the bell rang soon after, and Hermione was already packed and ready to leave, but Professor Slughorn told them to hold on for a second.
"I'll be starting the potions next week, so do get your ingredients ready. Class is dismissed."
Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. The class was finally over.
"Hermione! DADA is this way." Harry waved to her.
"Oh, sorry Harry, I was kinda in my own world." She followed Harry and Ron to DADA class.
In Herbology, she was paired with Malfoy, again.
"Class, your assignment is to grow a Garden Gnome. This gnome is a special one, because, as it ages, it gives advice on whatever you ask. The first pair is Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Granger." Professor Sprout handed Draco and Hermione a pot. Hermione groaned. She was with Malfoy, again.
"Dumbledore must have asked the teachers to pair us together. Argh."
The rest of the day flew by quickly, and before she knew it, her first day of lessons was over.
"God!" she collapsed onto an overstuffed chair next to Ginny.
"What happened?"
"Nothing Gin. It's just that I have so much homework! I have an essay for DADA, 1 15-inch essay and 2 translations from Ancient Runes, a garden gnome to grow, with Malfoy, I have to make Polyjuice potions, with Malfoy, again, and an essay for charms on the Unforgivable Curses, all due by next week."
"Well then, you'd better get going. I'll see you tomorrow?"
Hermione sighed, "Yeah. I'll see you tomorrow."
Then, she left the Gryffindors common room.
About an hour later, Hermione was in her room, studying, when she heard swords clanging in the common room. She opened her door only to find Malfoy watching Pirates Of The Caribbean. (A/n I LOVE POTC).
"Which one is that?" Hermione asked, moving to sit next to Malfoy.
"I don't know. I just think it's cool." He held up the box, and passed it to her.
It read, "Pirates Of The Caribbean, Dead Man's Chest."
She squealed in delight. "Oh my god I love this movie." She sat down, totally ignoring Malfoy, and watched the movie. After a while though, she started yawning, and eventually fell asleep. Malfoy turned to ask Hermione to move over but found that she was fast asleep, curled up on the sofa. He sighed and turned his attention towards the movie. When the movie almost ended, Hermione suddenly moved, and ended up on Malfoy's lap. He looked down in surprise, and then groaned softly to himself. He looked down at her sleeping form.
"She's actually quite pretty, for a mudblood. At least her hair isn't bushy any longer." Then she shifted, and her mouth was near, well, there.
"Aw, shit." He could feel himself getting aroused, her warm breath hardening him. He tried to move, but eventually decided against it. He tried again, and accidentally awoke Hermione.
"What happened? Where am I…Oh." Hermione looked up and saw Malfoy's face smirking down at her. She sat up straight, hitting her head on Malfoy's arm.
"Ow!" she exclaimed, and rubbed the spot where he hit her.
"Watch where you're sleeping, mudblood." He started moving to sit further away from her but an owl arrived.
"Just in time." Draco thought, then saw that it was Lucius Malfoy's owl.
"Shit. It's my dad's owl. I wonder what he wants now." Draco opened the window to let the owl in.
A/n: A lil' cliffhanger for you guys! Hope you liked it! Do review and tell me what you think!