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Chapter 1: The Letters

She sighed as she sunk into her bed in her childhood home. She had just got back from retrieving her parents from Australia. It had been a very long month. From Harry defeating Voldemort to finding her parents and modifying their memory yet again to remember her and everyone.

Her parents understood exactly why she had did what she had done. They thanked her for saving them the way she had. But they still were upset at her. More so for the fact that if something had happened to her while fighting in the War then they would never had had their memories back.

She sighed once again and sat up. She still couldn't believe they had finally defeated Voldemort. It had been a long time coming. If she thought about it, they had been trying to defeat him ever since they began school together.

She was startled out of her trance by a tapping on the window. She looked and saw a large brown barn owl on her window ledge. She smiled. She knew what that owl meant. She knew it was a Hogwarts owl. She jumped out of her bed to go to the window. When she opened it, the owl flew in and landed on her desk; scattering around the few papers that were there.

She took the letter off of the owl's outstretched leg. It flew off when she was out of the way. She watched as it flew off into the setting sun. When she couldn't see it anymore, she sat down at her desk and opened the letter.

Miss Granger,

I am pleased to tell you that you have been asked to return for your 7th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

In the letter enclosed with this one, you will find a list of books and supplies needed.

Also, we have signed you up for all N.E.W.T. level classes, as requested at the end of your 6th year. We think you will excel in all of these classes.

Lastly, we extend our heartiest congratulations in telling you that you have been selected to be Head Girl.

We will see you on September 1st in the Head Girl/Head Boy compartment on the Hogwarts Express.

Enjoy your last two weeks of summer!

Headmistress Professor Minerva McGonagall

Hermione squealed with delight as she finished reading the letter. She looked at the badge that was sitting on her desk. She was ecstatic about this. She grabbed her letter and badge and ran downstairs to tell her mum and dad.

"Mum! Dad! Where are you?" She yelled.

"We're in the kitchen!" She heard her mum yell.

She ran into the kitchen and told them the good news. They congratulated her and hugged her. She told them she was going to go to the Burrow for the rest of the summer and she told them she would see them at Christmas. With that, she went upstairs, grabbed her trunk, and Disapparated away.

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When Hermione was getting her letter, a very handsome blonde man was reading a similar letter. It said that he was Head Boy but there was an added sentence. It said, "Don't make me regret this decision, Mister Malfoy."

Draco snorted as he read the last line. Then, he reached for the badge that had fell into his lap. He smiled and looked at it. He shook his head and wiped his right eye. He shouldn't be tearing up about this but he couldn't help it. His mother would have been so proud of him for earning the Head Boy title.

Thinking about his mother is what caused him to start weeping. In his opinion, she had died too early. She should have been able to grow old. She should have been able to watch her only son marry someday for love, not status. She should have been able to see her grandchildren. But it was all taken away from her in the blink of an eye.

Draco wiped his eyes when he heard a soft voice.

"Draco, dear, please stop crying. There was nothing you could have done to stop him."

He looked up and saw the painting of one of his ancestors with Narcissa Malfoy gracing the inside of it. They must have went and got her when they saw he was crying. He wiped his eyes and stood in the parlor facing Narcissa.

"Hello, Mother." Draco said.

She smiled at him. "Please stop blaming yourself. It is not your fault. He just went crazy and only listened to one person. Now, what is that in your hand son?"

He held it up and said, "I made Head Boy, Mum."

Narcissa smiled down. "Congratulations, son. Make me proud."

(A/N: I hope you all liked the first chapter! PLEASE REVIEW!)