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"So Hermione… I mean Head Girl, do you think you could help us out," Ron asked as he, Hermione, and Harry boarded the Hogwarts Express.
"If you're asking me to help you get away with breaking the rules than you're sorely mistaken."
"But Hermione! You're are friend and Head Girl," Harry pleaded as he lifted his and Hermione's trunks onto the rack above their seats.
"To bad. Cause there's no way I'm going to help you two get way with torturing the Slytherins. Even though they deserve it," Hermione said. 'Especially Draco,' she thought. No one knew but her that she liked him. Even through all his taunts, teases, and all around badassness she knew there was a gentle, kind side of him. She wanted to get to know him that way. She wanted to see more than just how hot and sexy he was.
"Hermione? You ok? What's with the far off look," Ron asked concerned.
"Nothing, nothing," she said shaking her head violently as Draco's image dispersed and freed her of her dreams.
"Nothings wrong. I better be going. I need to get to the front of the train for the Heads meeting. I'll tell you who's Head Boy when I get back." 'With any hope Head Boy will be Draco… er… Malfoy,' she thought to herself before leaving the compartment silently.
"Wonder what's with her," Ron said sitting down beside his best friend slightly confused.
Hermione walked to the front of the train, nervous but confident. She opened the compartment door slowly but no one was there.
'Guess they're late,' she thought, 'As always. Must I be the only one responsible one around here?'
Just then a certain blonde entered through the door and sat down across from Hermione. "So you're Head Girl? Figures. But why would they make a Mudblood like you Head Girl is beyond me."
"Sod off Malfoy!" She hated being this cruel to him. She only wanted to be with him. Though she knew that such things could never happen. "Just because I'm muggle born doesn't mean that I'm not as powerful as you."
"Actually, I have more power in my pinky than you have in your entire body. Perks of being a Pureblood," Draco said factually.
"Or is it the other way around ferret?"
"You wish buck tooth."
"I don't have to wish. I know!"
"At least that's what you think you filth!"
"Get over yourself you conceded, arrogant, egocentric, loathsome, jaded, pin head! I don't know what your fucking problem is but you get over it!"
"If you don't watch your mouth all you'll be getting for Christmas is your two front teeth!"
"And if you don't shut your pie hole you won't have any teeth to chew with!"
"Oh, I see how it is!"
"Oh, you do, do you?"
"Yeah and you know what!"
"What?"
"I'm going to…"
"Hello Headmaster."
"Hello Hermione. I see you and young Mr. Malfoy are getting along just fine."
"Yeah, just fine," Draco said as he sat back down in his seat.
"Well then ," said Dumbledore as he began to inform them of their of their duties as Head Boy and Girl. As well as the joint dormitory that the two would be sharing.
"WHAT? I have to share a dormitory with… with her," said Draco stunned from the trauma.
'Well this is one way of getting to really know him.' Hermione thought.
"A whole year stuck with her! By myself! But Headmaster! Don't make me do it," Draco pleaded.
"Don't have a heart attack over it! And don't worry. I don't bite," Hermione teased. 'Oh, this will be fun,' she thought. "Like I'm dying to share a dormitory with you anyway Malfoy!"
"Headmaster you must… Hey where'd he go?"
"He left obviously. Gosh you're such a dumb blond."
"I know that you good for nothing Mudblood! And for you're information, I'm not dumb!"
"Whatever," Hermione said but before she could said something else Draco had flung himself on Hermione, pinning her against the wall.
"Take that back you Mudblood!"
"And what if I don't?"
"Don't make me hurt you!"
"HA! Like to see you try!"
Draco pushed away from Hermione and reached for his wand, however Hermione had a better idea. One to torture him and two, to show him how she felt. Besides he disserved to be tortured. Right as his hand reached his wand, Hermione crushed her lips on his, kissing him hard.
Draco nearly chocked on his own tongue as he felt her lick his lips asking for entry. He was even more shocked when he granted it to her. However he quickly pulled away, horrified over what had just happened. "What was that for," He asked hoarsely.
"Payback," she said simply as she left the compartment thoroughly pleased with herself.
The rest of the trip to Hogwarts was pretty normal as was the Grand feast and the sorting of the first years.
Hermione and Draco walked in silence to their dormitory, with Draco staying a good five steps behind her. Hermione was able to make a dash for her room, ignoring the lavish decorations of the common room. But who could blame her. If looks could kill Hermione would have died a thousand times over with the cold, evil glares that Draco had given her. His hate was deep and thorough though the kiss had unlocked something that his father had long since locked away.
"Get out of my face you Mudblood," Draco said harshly, "Before I kill you, you third-rate piece of filth."
Hermione's eyes swelled up with tears, she wasn't entirely ready for such a blow. Hot tears fell down her face as she ran to her room.
'There. That ought to do it,' Draco thought to himself as he made his way to his dormitory.
