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I own nothing. Characters are J K Rowling

Hermione P.O.V.

It's that time again. It's our seventh year at Hogwarts.

I sigh to myself as I continue to pack my trunk. This time I will be leaving a lot more behind then just family. I know its silly of me, but I started actually, caring how I looked, because in the muggle world, looks are much more important. This time, I will be leaving my endless supplies of hair products, straightener, blow-dryer, and curler. Also, my extensive collection of muggle clothing, that includes skirts, dresses, jeans, and blouses. I am allowed to take a limited about, which is ridiculous. Clothing is so important. But I am bringing my collection of lingerie. I might find a need for that if things go according to plan. The only comfort I have is that I can bring my shoes, those are allowed.

Sighing, I packed the last of my school books into my trunk, and added some romance novels I got at Borders the other day. I only brought about, 10. I can always have mum and dad send me some more. Closing my trunk, I took it down stairs where Crookshanks was already in his cage, glaring at me.

"Its ok, Crookshanks! Ill let you out on the train this time. Ill be in the Head compartment. Whoever it is wont mind" I continued to mumble to my cat as my mum called out to me.

"Sweetie! Its time to go! We don't want you to miss the train on your last year!" I smirk to myself. Ha, like Harry and Ron did in their second year, and they had to take a flying car. And ended up crashing into the Whomping Willow and Ron broke his wand. Serves them right.

"Of course mum! I'm ready! Lets go!" I helped my father load all my stuff into the car and we were off. I couldn't suppress the excitement coursing through my veins. I can't wait to find out who Head Boy is! I know it's defiantly not Ron. I hope its someone nice. We will be living together after all. Well, I will find out soon enough. We are supposed to meet at Kings Cross. I made sure my make up is perfect. I want to make a good impression.

Smirking to myself I secretly reveled in the fact that I had sex with one of my many muggle boyfriends. At least if I get my way, I wont be too experienced with him.

Lost in my train of thought, I suddenly realized we were already at Kings Cross. I quickly jumped out of the car, attempting to pull down my very short Prada mini-skirt. Leaning over to fix my Marc Jacobs shoes, I feel eyes on me. Draco Malfoy, had his eyes popping out of his head, and I snicker. He was defiantly checking me out. Of course he didn't realize it was me, or he wouldn't have been staring as openly. Which means I did my job. If Draco Malfoy can stare at me like that, I can certainly get Ron to look at me.

"Take a picture. It will last longer." I sneer. I felt his eyes fix on my cleavage, which wasn't helped at all with my blouse opened a few buttons. And my black lacy bra was showing. Ha, I knew my last minute trip to Victoria's Secret was a smart idea. I had them measure me, and I almost fell over when the petite sales girl said 32D. Yeah, Ron Id like to see you take all year to figure out I'm a girl now. Sighing I walked forward but was stopped by Malfoy saying something. Something about that I wasn't pretty, or whatever. Sure, like you weren't just checking me out. I said something about having to find the Head Boy but what he said next made me cringe.

Draco P.O.V.

I had just appereated myself to Kings Cross, because mother refused to take me. She claimed it was because of 'ill weather'. Ill weather my wand. She is just ashamed that she was a supporter of Voldemort this whole time. But now Voldemort is dead, Father is in Azkaban, and mother spends all her days locked in her room. So it's up to me. I'm always by myself. Yeah I mean, I had Crabbe and Goyle, but they were just with me because of my fathers rank in Voldemorts inner circle. And well, Blaise is alright and everything, but he just, doesn't understand me. No one does.

I was mulling over the fact that I was to be stuck with Granger as Head Girl. Of course she was going to be picked. She was top in the year, maybe top in the school. She was the brains behind the three that saved us all, and she never breaks any rules. I fumed to myself.

Of course I would have to share living space with that mudblood. Her and her goody two shoes ways. She's so bossy, and a know it all. And not easy on the eyes either. I can't believe I have to share a bathroom with her! I for merlins sake have more hair products then she does. I just know this year will be hell. She will probably invade all my damn privacy.

Suddenly I notice a car pulling up and a gorgeous girl hopping out of the car. She wore 4 in heels, her legs went on for miles, and her skirt left almost nothing to the imagination. Her blouse was open a couple buttons and her chest was spilling out of a black lacy bra. She had caramel hair that fell in soft ringlets down her back. Damn, that was one hot muggle. I was shocked that I was actually disappointed that I will never see her again.

But then she turned to look me straight in the eye, and I couldn't believe it. That was none other then Hermione Granger. Her honey eyes were huge, and ringed in charcoal eyeliner. She had pale pink lip-gloss on, and her cheeks were rosy. I couldn't believe it. That couldn't be Hermione Granger, the bushy haired frumpy know-it-all goody-two shoes bookworm. This girl knew how to dress, and this girl obviously knew how to please men. I felt a secret rush of pleasure knowing that I got to live with her the whole year. It was a very different reaction from earlier. And slight resentment, she obviously had a lot of products with her. Damn her and her taking up bathroom space.

"Take a picture, it will last longer." She snapped at me and I ripped my eyes away from her chest.

Dammit Draco, you almost started caring for that mudblood. That is Granger, not some hot pureblood. Easy now.

"Yeah, like I would be staring at something as ugly as you. You probably would just explode the camera if I tried to take a picture anyways." I sneered at her, daring her to respond.

"Oh shove it Malfoy, don't you have someone else to annoy? I have to find the Head Boy, to discuss the prefect duties. Now if you will excuse me, I need to leave. He should be around here somewhere." Her honey eyes roamed the station looking for someone who did not exist.

"Oh Granger, you can't be that stupid. Hello, you are supposed to be smart? I'm the head Boy." I rejoiced in the fact that her mouth had dropped open in utter and compete shock.

"YOU? YOU'RE THE HEAD BOY? WHAT WAS DUMBLEDORE THINKING? WE CANT POSSIBLY- HE CANT THINK THAT WE-" She shrieked at me, and I covered her mouth to silence her.

"You know, I'm about as thrilled with this as you, maybe even less, but you're making a scene. And one thing that I cannot have is a scene. So shut it" A fierce glare was all I got for that comment.

"We need to go to our compartment, and find the other prefects. Now if you will come with me, we can go before we miss the damn train." I walked off without seeing if she followed me. Walking straight through, I found myself onto Platform 9¾. I turned around and there she was, annoyed. We walked on the train and dumped our stuff down in the heads compartment, and then went to go find the prefects.

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