Summary: Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy the new Head Girl and Boy. They DO NOT share a rooms. They work on a special project. It all goes wrong when Hermione and Draco wake up in the past.
Hermione Granger was in Diagon Ally looking for her best friends, Harry Potter and Ron and Ginny Weasley. They had left her at Flourish and Blotts about three hours ago. Hermione Granger was a bookworm. She was very curious and loved reading and taking in new information. Hermione walked through the Diagon Ally, but there was no sign of Harry or any other red heads. Thinking that they might have left for the Burrow, she started walking towards the Leakey Cauldron. It was mid-July, and the sun was shining. It was pleasant overall. If an outsider looked, it would seem as though it was a perfect world. The witches and wizards were shopping around, and their kids were looking at the broomsticks. But reality was another thing. Voldemort was growing stronger everyday. The ministry did not want the magical community to panic, so they had stationed aurors at the Diagon Ally. It was false sense of security.
Walking around the Diagon Ally, Hermione noticed that there a corner that no witches or wizards went by. Curiously, she looked around. Making sure no one saw her, she entered the Konckturn Ally. Looking around, she saw why any decent wizard didn't enter this Ally. It was dark and damp. There was a sense of evil in the air.
"Didn't know you had it in you to come here, Mudblood." A smooth voice said behind Hermione, making her jump.
"Do you always have to be a sneaky bastard, ferret?" retorted Hermione, making Draco Malfoy chuckle softly. He was wearing a navy cloak with high collars. His face was hidden in the shadows.
"If I wasn't so sneaky, I wouldn't be a Slytherin. If I were you, I'd be as far from Knockturn Ally as possible. People might think that you are interested in Dark Arts." Draco said, leaning lazily on the wall, looking as though he owned the world.
"Why should I listen to you Malfoy?"
"Look Granger, I don't care what you do, but you need to stay away from Knockturn Ally. Bad thing happen here, ones that you cannot imagine even in your worst nightmare. I suggest you get out of here before anyone else finds you. Although it wouldn't be a great loss." Malfoy said arrogantly.
"Piss of, Malfoy." Hermione turned and walked towards Diagon Ally. That prat! How dare he call me Mudblood! I can't wait until I get to school. I am going to put him into so many detentions, he won't have a life, Hermione thought. Turning around the corner, she bumped and fell on someone with red hair.
"Oof! Watch where you- Oh it's just you, Hermione." Ron said. "We have been looking for you forever. Harry and Ginny are going to meet us in Leaky Cauldron. Where were you?"
'Huh? Oh, I was finished shopping for the books, so I came looking for you, but couldn't find you." Hermione was still on top of Ron.
"How cute!" a snide voice said. "The weasel and the mudblood. I always knew you had a bad taste in people, Weasel. This just proves it even more." Draco couldn't help it. It was too easy to get them riled up.
"Shut it, Malfoy! At least my father is not serving some evil wizard." Ron tried. It had the intended effect. Malfoy's sneer was back in place along with hatred filled eyes.
"You have no idea what you are talking about. If you know what's good for you, you better stop talking about my father." Draco whispered. Whispering was a lot more effective than yelling. It had the desired effect. Weasley shut up immediately.
"Let's go, Ron. Harry and Gin are waiting for us." Hermione dragged Ron, as he was too busy glaring at Malfoy.
Hermione dragged Ron all the way to the Leaky Cauldron.
"You can let me go now, Mione." Ron huffed.
"Ron, you should know better than to pick fights with Malfoy Jr. He is rumored to be a death eat –" Hermione was hushed by Ron's lips crushing on hers.
"Get a room two of you." Harry said grinning.
"Sorry, but it was an only way I know to make you shut up." Ron said to Hermione after pulling away breathlessly.
"Harry, I've seen how you with Gin. You should be the last person to tell us to get a room." Hermione said smiling.
"What do you mean? What have you been doing to my little sister, Harry? I swear, if you hurt her, I'll make sure you never have children again." Ron said, automatically going into the protective brother mode.
"Oh calm down, he isn't doing anything to me." Ginny replied.
"But Mione said –"
"Let me rephrase that, big brother. Harry and I aren't doing anything that you and Hermione wouldn't do." Ginny said smirking.
"But we are a year older than yo-"
"Oh, give them a break, Ron. Let's go. You mother will be waiting for us. I still have to pack. I can't believe that we are going back to Hogwarts tomorrow. Oh, I can't wait. I read some of the books. They look really interesting. There was one about Potions…." The rest of the group blocked her out after the first few sentences and flood to the Burrow.
The rest of the evening passed uneventfully. The couples packed and went to sleep in their respective rooms.
"Goodbye, Mum!"
"Goodbye, Mrs. Weasley."
It was the next day, and the couples were saying farewell to the Weasleys and Order member who had accompanied them.
Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione passed many compartments and greeted old friends.
They walked to the last compartment and sat down.
"What do you think our chances are of winning the Quidditch Cup?" Ron asked as soon as they sat down.
"Well, Ravenclaws lost their seeker and two chasers. Hufflepuff has lost everyone else but their beaters and a chaser. Slytherin, on the other hand –" Harry was cut off by Hermione standing up.
"Sorry, but I have to go to the Head compartment." Hermione said. It was a fib, but she'd rather read in peace than listen to the other three talk about Quidditch.
"But the prefect meeting doesn't start until 1 o'clock." Depend on Ron to catch even the smallest of her lies.
"I know. I am the Head Girl so I have to be there early." It wasn't exactly a lie. The Heads had to be there 10 minutes before the prefects.
"Well, I'll see you later."
"Bye."
The Head compartment was empty when Hermione went in there. Hermione couldn't wait to find out who the Head Boy was. Ron was a senior prefect. It'd either be a prefect from Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw. She was sure that Dumbledore would never put a Gryffindor with a Slytherin. That was just unthinkable. Hermione pulled out a book from her trunk and started reading. It was a half hour before she was disturbed. Her back was to the door when it opened.
"Hey, Mudblood" said a familiar voice.
"Malfoy, this is the Head Compartment. You shouldn't be here."
"I figured you'd be the Head Girl. You are the biggest Know-It-All I know. And I have just as much right to be here as you. I am the Head Boy, Mudblood." Although Malfoy called her a mudblood, there wasn't as much venom as usual.
"What! You can't be the Head Boy. What was Dumbledore thinking?"
"Thanks, Granger. I am so honored that you think so highly of me." Draco said. She definitely looks better than last year. She developed some curves. And her hair looks so darn soft. Is this how she always looked? Nah, I'd noticed her sooner if she did.
"Shut it, ferret-boy."
They sat in silence for the rest of the time until the prefects started piling in.
"What is he doing here, Mione?" Ron said indicating Draco as he entered the compartment.
"He is the Head Boy." Mione said uninterestedly.
"Yeah, so you better watch your step, or else I can select another prefect instead of you." Malfoy sneered.
"You would need a valid reason for that." Ron said.
"Not if I go to a certain Potions Master, I don't." Draco retorted.
"I also have to confirm that you are telling the truth about Ron. So let's settle down."
The rest of the meeting went by smoothly.
"… so if you have a question or need assistance, please, do not hesitate to see us or any teachers." Hermione finished.
The prefects started going back to their own compartments or to patrol the train. Ron was waiting for Hermione in a corner.
"Are ready to go Hermione?" Ron asked after the last of the prefects left.
"Oh, I'd love to, but I have to finish the Patrol schedule." Hermione said.
"Ok, I'll stay here with you."
"Thanks, Ron. I'd like tha –"
"Weasley, you are doing the Patrols with Abbott." Malfoy cut Hermione off. "Do as I say. Even Granger cannot about how you refused to patrol." Malfoy said as he saw Ron opened his mouth.
"I'll see you later." Rom mumbled as he exited, but not before throwing Malfoy a dirty glare.
"Why did you assign him to patrol? We already have three prefects doing that." Hermione retorted after Ron left.
"I just didn't want him with me when I am working," Malfoy shrugged casually.
Hermione went back to working on the schedule. Malfoy was still hanging around.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Hermione asked as she noticed Malfoy staring at her. "Why are you still here?
"Who said I can't stay here?"
"No one. But I am just wondering. I didn't think that a Malfoy would spend more time than he had to with a muggle-born."
"True. But I'd rather spend more time with you than with Pansy." Malfoy said with a disgusted look. "And there is another reason."
"What?" Hermione asked curiously. She couldn't think of any other reason.
"This." In a swift movement, Malfoy put his lips on hers and started kissing her thoroughly. He pulled back after few seconds.
"Why?" was all Hermione managed to get out.
"I don't like having regrets." Malfoy said and left the compartment.
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