(A/N: I haven't done this in a LONG time lol…I hope you like it)
Chapter 1:
The seventh and final year for the Golden Trio at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has finally arrived. Voldemort was defeated, and much to Harry's pleasure, he was glad that he was now able to go through at least one year at Hogwarts without trying to be killed. Ron, also glad for the time of piece, appreciated the fact that his best friends were both still breathing. Hermione Granger however was probably the happiest out of the three. She was not only able to help save the world from Voldemort's uprising, but she was also granted to honor of being appointed to Head Girl. Due to the great honor, Hermione's parents congratulated her by giving her the opportunity of having an entire day to do whatever she wanted, no matter the cost.
Excited, Hermione went to the hair salon, and her bushy hair was no more. She now was the proud owner of soft brown hair with loose curls rather than a mop. Her parents paid for whatever she wanted which included practically an entire makeover and a great supply of beauty products. It was unlike the bookworm to shower herself with such items which she never would have gotten previously, but she was determined to make her final year a Hogwarts one to remember. Besides, she figured she deserved it after all her years of hard work. She was seventeen, and Hermione was well aware that she was a woman now, and a very curvaceous one at that.
Hermione was now on her way to platform 9¾, awaiting the surprises of the new year. She walked with her head held high, determined to show everyone that she will be returning as a more confident Hermione. Making sure no muggles were looking, Hermione braced herself and plunged through the wall and into the platform. Hermione knew that no matter how many times she ran through that wall, it would always frighten her, even just slightly.
A smile crept across Hermione's face as she saw the beautiful sight of the wizarding world in front of her. Almost immediately, she was greeted with a sea of red hair, and of course one that was jet black.
"'Mione!" Ginny yelled happily. She ran up to Hermione and gave her a hug. Hermione hugged her back and smiled.
"Ginny! So good to see you" Hermione replied.
"Okay, okay, get out of the way runt, our turn" said Ron walking up to Hermione with Harry. Hermione smiled at both of them, she was so happy to see them alive and well. She hugged Ron first, surprised at how much he'd change in just a few months.
"We missed you 'Mione" said Ron with his arms around her waist. Hermione noticed that both him and Harry have been working out
"Oh I've missed both of you terribly" said Hermione now giving Harry his hug. She was now standing in the middle with Harry and Ron on either side of her, where she stood so many times before and where she felt most comfortable. They were after all like her brothers, and of course her favorite body guards of all time.
"What a site, the legendary Gryffindor Trio reunited" said Ginny smiling. She was glad that none of them were hurt during the final battle, especially Harry for they have been an item for quite a long time now.
"'Mione, there's something different about you too" Ron said with a look of curiosity. He looked at her up and down trying to figure out what was different about his bookish friend.
"She got her hair done" Harry spoke up.
"And she got new clothes!" added Ginny
Hermione smiled at Harry. She always thought that he was the more sensitive and sensible one of the two. She was glad that he noticed her hair, and she was glad that Ron at least noticed something was different.
"Yup, I've gone through a few changes over the summer. Mum and dad thought I deserved a day dedicated to my wants since I found out I became Head Girl" she said flashing her badge.
They all looked at her shiny badge in awe.
"That's great 'Mione!" said Ginny. "That means you get your own living quarters, that's so exciting"
"Who's the Head Boy?" asked Harry.
They all looked at Hermione, waiting for the answer.
Hermione thought for a moment. "Come to think of it, I have no idea who it is" Hermione confessed.
"I wish I was Head Boy" said Ron
"You?" Ginny said surprised.
"Ron, I didn't know you wanted that kind of responsibility" Hermione said impressed.
Ron looked at her with disbelief. "What?! Forget that, I just wanted to be able to take points away from every Slytherin I saw!"
They all laughed, knowing that it was just too good to be true for Ron to want any sort of responsibility.
"Well, you look great 'Mione, you'll be beating of guys with a stick this year" Ginny said.
"Actually, we'll be beating them off" said Ron as Harry agreed.
Hermione giggled and hooked arms with her two best friends. She loved how they always looked out for her and made sure she never got hurt. Together they walked onto the train and found an empty compartment. The four of them talked about what is to be expected in the new year as well as future plans. Finally, the train gave its final whistle and started moving towards its destination. Hermione looked at her watch and realized that she had to leave to meet the Head Boy.
"Alright guys, it looks like I have to go now, Head's business you know" said Hermione. She paused at the sound of the words. "Head's business" she said again and she laughed. "I have to get use to saying that"
Both Harry and Ron gave her a kiss on the cheek goodbye.
"Will we get to see you at dinner?" asked Harry
"I'm pretty sure, I may have to leave early though, do you guys mind?" asked Hermione
"Oh not at all, you're the one who'll miss out on all the food" said Ron with a smirk.
"Honestly Ronald, you're a walking garbage disposal" Hermione said.
The three bid Hermione goodbye, and opened the door. Unfortunately, when she opened the door it hit something, and unfortunately, that thing was Draco Malfoy. At first, Hermione didn't see who it was she hit. She quickly went to their aid. She immediately noticed the strong muscular pair of arms, making Hermione feel flushed.
"Oh my I'm so sorry, do you need-"
"Get away from me mudblood!" said the person.
Hermione recognized the voice, she knew it all too well and her face was instantly transformed from the concerned look to a look that could re-kill a ghost as she looked up at the guy's face.
"Malfoy!" Hermione said forcefully.
At the sound of Hermione's angered voice, Harry and Ron instantly got up from their seats and looked at the scene. By that time Draco was already glaring daggers at the trio.
"Great, this was a brand knew cloak, and now thanks to you I have to burn it as soon as we get to the castle" Draco scoffed.
"What are you trying to say Malfoy?" Ron asked angrily whipping out his wand.
"I'm saying, Weaselbee, that your little mudblood is dirt to me. What are you gonna do about it?" Draco said with a smirk.
As anyone could easily predict, Ron launched himself at Draco. Harry however knew what the consequences were if Ron were to get into trouble so early in the year and he grabbed Ron before he could lay a finger on Draco. To Hermione's surprise, even with Ron in mid air, Draco did not flinch at all, but just stood there with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face.
Harry, still trying to hold back Ron asked "What the hell are you doing in the middle of the hall in a moving train anyway ferret?"
Draco's gray eyes darkened. "The same reason why miss know-it-all here opened the door and slammed into me"
Hermione, quiet throughout most of the action, finally spoke up.
"That's impossible. How do you know why I was leaving the compartment Malfoy?"
"Well who else would that muggle loving old bat choose for Head Girl?" Draco gave one last glare to both Harry and Ron and he was on his way to the back of the train where the Head's Compartment was. "Smartest witch my ass…"
It took a while for Hermione to register what was going on, but soon she understood and said aloud "Malfoy's Head Boy?"
Ron, Harry, and Ginny looked at her. "No way…"
Hermione looked at them and gave them a sympathetic smile. "I'm sorry guys I have to go."
Draco was already in the Head's compartment sitting down next to the window. He had had pretty much one of the most unusual summers of his life. He had to get use to the fact that it was now him and his mom for his dad was killed in the war, not that he was complaining. He very much enjoyed the fact that he no longer had to listen to any of the crap his dad gave him. What was more satisfying to him was knowing that he didn't have to worry about his mother being beat while he was gone. Draco loved his mother dearly and did everything he could to protect her. This of course resulted in he himself getting crucioed by his father. This year was definitely going to be different. Everyone in Slytherin house was there except for Crabbe and Goyle. They were the only two stupid enough to actually join the Death Eaters. Now they were in Azkaban losing what little brain cells they had left. Only the ones in Slytherin house knew the secret: they hated the dark lord. Draco personally thought that Voldemort was a coward, and so were his followers, which was exactly why he hated his father and swore that he would never obey the dark lord. The only friend he had was Blaise Zabini. The things he liked most about him was a) he had a brain, unlike Crabbe and Goyle, b) he didn't try to sleep with him like every other girl in the school, and c) he was one of the few people that made him laugh.
Just then the compartment door was opened and Hermione stepped in. Draco didn't dare to look at her. One of the things he noticed about her immediately when he saw her on the platform was what not even he could deny: she was beautiful. She had filled out her uniform very well and her face was no longer framed by a big brown bush. It was hard for Draco to concentrate when she slammed him with the door earlier, which was why the majority of the time he tried not to look at her. Of course that did only little for he could smell her sweet scent of vanilla.
Still looking out the window, Draco waited a few moments, but Hermione said nothing. He finally acknowledged her existence and looked up at her.
"What" he said plainly.
She was standing there with a stern look that could rival McGonagall's. Her arms were folded and she was tapping her foot.
"There's no way you can be Head Boy" concluded Hermione out loud.
Draco raised an eyebrow at her. "And why not may I ask?"
"Because you're an arrogant, disgusting, egotistical little ferret who has no respect for those who are clearly superior to you despite your 'pure' blood" yelled Hermione with raging eyes.
Draco looked at her with disgust. "How dare you speak to me like that! There is one person in this room who is definitely superior to the other and believe me mudblood, it's not you"
Hermione's hand shot up and aimed the slap Draco across the face. Unfortunately, the fact that he was tied with Harry in terms of the best skilled seeker had crossed her mind, and Draco caught her hand before she could touch him at all. She yanked her hand away and let out a growl of frustration.
"Now, now Granger, I understand how one can not resist growling at such a perfect sight such as myself, but I must ask you to control your temptation." Draco said slyly.
"Sod off ferret boy" Hermione scoffed as she walked over and sat across from him.
"You know as well as I do that my grades are more than satisfactory Granger. My scores have reached the top of the list in Slytherin house and in case you didn't know, we are TIED at the top of the list for our year" said Draco, still angry.
Hermione didn't want to admit it, but he was right. She always knew that Draco's grade rivaled hers in every aspect. For all six years their scores followed one another. Hermione would come in first, then Draco second, or vice versa. There was no denying that Draco Malfoy really was an extraordinary mind.
"I don't care anymore Malfoy. Just drop it. Let's just do what we have to do and be done with it" Hermione got out her papers from the bag she was carrying. "Now, we have to discuss the- HEY!"
Draco was up and had his hand on the door knob.
"Where do you think you're going?!" yelled Hermione
"The whole point of being in the Head's compartment is for simple knowledge of who the fellow head student is, and since I already graced you with my presence, goodbye. I'm sure we'll find out more of our duties when we get to the castle, there's no way I'm staying within such an enclosed space with a mudblood like yourself for the whole train ride" Draco declared. And with that, he opened the door, and left.
Hermione sat there in complete shock. She couldn't believe that even as head boy, Draco was as compliable as cow shit. All she could do was think about how the year would turn out to be. Everything popped into her mind from sharing living quarters with him to working with him on head duties. He is cute though…she thought. She quickly caught herself and dismissed the whole thought. The troubled witch then exited the compartment and went to find her friends, there was no sense being alone.
Meanwhile, Draco opened the door to another compartment to find Blaise Zabini. He was lying down on one whole side of the compartment with what looked like a book about Quidditch. Draco closed the door a little harder than he needed to and got the attention of Blaise. Blaise looked up to see Draco's frustrated face and sat up. Draco sat across from Blaise and again looked out the window.
"So I take it she found out you're head boy?" Blaise assumed.
Draco nodded
"I don't know mate, I don't care if she's a mudblood, what I saw at the platform was absolutely FINE. They don't make 'em like that in Slytherin" Blaise said laughing and jokingly slapping Draco on the shoulder.
Draco looked at Blaise questionably. "She's still filthy"
"All I know is, I'm done with that whole 'mudblood this, pureblood that' bullshit. I don't care anymore. Voldylocks is dead and my dad's in Azkaban. I don't have to listen to anyone but me" Blaise declared as he rested his hands behind his head. "Oh, by the way, 50 galleons" Blaise added.
Draco looked at his friend with confusion. "What the hell is that suppose to mean?"
Blaise then sat up at the edge of his seat with a smirk on his face. "50 galleons says you fall for the Gryffindor before the end of the year"
Suddenly, Draco looked as if Blaise sprouted wings and announced he wanted to be a butterfly. "You must be joking!"
Blaise than went back to his original relaxed position. "What's wrong mate? Afraid to lose a bet?"
Draco looked offended and then smirked. He held out his hand and Blaise smirked back, putting his hand out as well. "Deal" said Draco "Get ready to lose 50 galleons"
"The only thing I'll be getting ready for is making space in my wallet" said Blaise.
"This is going to be one hell of a year…" Draco said talking more to himself than to Blaise as he leaned back and continued to look out the window.
Hours passed and it was finally time to get off the train and enter the castle. The Great Hall was as it always was, great. As all the students found their way to their assigned tables, the excited chattering of the beginning of the year got louder and louder. Once everyone was seated, Dumbledore stood up and cleared his throat. Instantly, the entire room fell silent.
"Welcome back students to another year at Hogwarts. Let us be sure that this year will be a peaceful one. Without further adu, let the sorting begin!"
At that moment, the doors opened and the first years filed in. The sorting took longer than usual for much more students were enrolled now that parents had no more fear of Voldemort attacking the school. When all the first years were done being sorted, Ron grabbed the nearest napkin and stuffed an end down the top of his collar. He than grabbed a fork in his left hand and a knife in his right, ready for Dumbledore to let all the food appear. Harry and Hermione looked at him in astonishment and started to laugh hysterically.
"What? I'm hungry…" said Ron innocently.
Dumbledore stood up again and Ron's eyes lit up.
"Before I begin the feast," he started, (at this point Ron looked defeated.) "I would like to announce that we have a special guest."
Just then the doors opened again, and a handsome boy of about seventeen came into the room. He stuck out his chest and had his head held high and proud. The gazes of many girls followed him and sighs were let out. There was a hint of arrogance in his step which Draco glared at, for only he was allowed to walk like that in this school.
"I would like to introduce Elias Navarro of the royal family in Spain. He is here to spend a few months with us here at Hogwarts, so please treat him with the kindness and respect you treat each other" Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye.
Elias sat down on the chair and the sorting hat was placed on his head. He looked out to the rest of the students with a snobbish face. Draco, still annoyed for some reason by the new guest turned away. He did not have to hear from the sorting hat where Elias would be, he already knew. A few moments later, just as predicted, the sorting hat yelled out 'SLYTHERIN' and everyone clapped politely, except for Draco.
Elias walked over to the Slytherin table and sat down not looking like he had the intention to talk to anyone.
"Oh, and Mr. Zabini?" said Dumbledore.
Everyone in the Great Hall looked at Blaise with curiosity.
"Uh…yes professor?" said Blaise unsure of what was going on.
Dumbledore smiled at the young student. "I would like to add 50 galleons as well."
Blaise gave Draco a smirk and Draco himself looked astonished.
"You've got to be kidding" Draco said under his breath as Blaise just laughed.
The rest of the students looked too confused and hungry to even try to figure out what it all meant. At that point, the feast began and Ron looked as if he could shed tears of joy.
Harry and Hermione laughed at the starving food disposal and started to eat as well.
After about half an hour, Hermione pushed back her plate and was done eating for the night. She looked over at Ron and smiled. He looked like he was making out with a chicken leg. Harry was also done eating and currently giving Ginny some attention. Feeling a tap on her shoulder, she turned around to see Dumbledore and Draco standing behind her.
"Yes professor?" Hermione asked
"Ms. Granger, it is now time to become acquainted with your new living quarters" explained Dumbledore.
Hermione bid her friends goodbye and followed Dumbledore to the Head's Tower. Hermione was surprised to see a giant door. She had been so use to a painting being her entrance. The door was about eight feet tall and a pleasant light brown color. On one side of the door were Hermione's initials and on the other door was Draco's.
"Here we are. I'm sure you'll find the quarters to be very suitable. Goodnight Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Granger" Dumbledore started to walk away when he stopped and turned around to add one last detail. "The door requires a password, be sure to come up with a memorable one." With that, he walked away, smiling.
Hermione stood there quietly, making an observation.
"We'll think of a password later" Draco concluded
"No, we need to think of one now" Hermione spoke up.
"I don't NEED to do anything Granger, now get out of my way"
"Shut up you stupid git. In case you haven't notice, there's no handle"
"Are you daft? Of course there's a-" Draco began, but then stopped as tried to reach out, expecting to feel a handle. "…there's no handle" he said.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "So what is our password going to be?"
"No mudbloods allowed" said Draco with a smirk
"Asshole!" yelled Hermione.
"Now that wouldn't be an appropriate password Granger" Draco shot back cleverly.
"You're hopeless" Hermione said with frustration.
"Listen Granger, I really don't care what the password is, can we please just get inside so I can go to sleep" Draco said lazily.
Hermione thought carefully and looked at the door. "Our password is semper fidelis"
Draco looked at Hermione with confusion. "That's Latin" he said.
"And?"
"It means always faithful" said Draco
"And?"
"Why would you put that?" asked Draco
"I thought you didn't care" Hermione said with a smirk.
"Whatever mudblood"
Just as Hermione was about to yell, she saw a lion start to engrave behind her initials as a serpent started to engrave behind Draco's. When the starting and end point met, the engraved animals started to glow and the door swung open to reveal their new home. Hermione walked in and was at a loss for words.
As you walked in, there was a big kitchen on the left, a stair case straight ahead, and on the right was a large sofa and two arm chairs on either side of the sofa which were all in front of the fire place. The carpet was nice and soft. They both walked in to examine their living space. The kitchen seemed to be fully stocked and the living room was perfect. They walked upstairs and instantly noticed that it was a balcony which overlooked the downstairs. Draco, looking around for his room found two doors. Both doors were the same color as their entrance door and each had their initials engraved on them.
"Gee, I wonder which door is mine…" Draco said sarcastically.
Hermione turned around and walked towards her door. She opened it to find that her entire room had a Gryffindor theme and everything had her initials on it from the bed sheets, to the blanket, to the wardrobe, even in the center of the room on the carpet. She saw that all of her stuff was unpacked and neatly put away. She noticed that there was also a desk and a comfy looking chair that looked perfect to do homework. She walked towards a door and opened it to find herself in the bathroom. Everything was white and shiny. There was a shower and a tub. Hermione was so excited about her new home until she realized that there was another door on the other side of the bathroom. Praying that it was a closet, she turned the knob and her heart sank. She was now looking into Draco Malfoy's room which was exactly like hers but with a Slytherin theme. Though his room was just as stunning as hers, the room was not what caught her attention. Draco Malfoy, Slytherin Sex God himself was stand in the middle of the room with his shirt off. Hermione's eyes went wide and she couldn't take her eyes off his muscular body.
"Like what you see Granger?" said the Slytherin Prince slyly.
Hermione shook her head to wake herself from the trance. "No you albino ferret. You just blinded me with your whiteness" she said and she slammed the door shut. She went back into her room and flung herself onto her soft and silky bed. "Oh...my…God…" was all she could say.
Hermione knew that he was more than just attractive, but he was her enemy, even if he didn't fight on the side of Voldemort. She decided to take a nice warm shower and go to sleep. She filled the bathroom with the aroma of her vanilla shampoo, conditioner, and body wash. When she was done, she dried herself off and put on her pink lace underwear and bra. Just then, Draco's side of the door flew open. He was in a towel and nothing else. Seeing Hermione in her lingerie made it Draco's turn to stare. He couldn't stop looking at what he thought was the most perfect body he had ever seen in his life.
"MALFOY GET OUT!!" Hermione yelled.
Draco looked up from his great distraction. "Impressive Granger, you should show that off more often." And with that, he turned around and waited in his room.
Once the door closed, Draco did what he wasn't able to do practically the whole time he was looking at her: breathe.
"Merlin's beard!" Draco whispered to himself. It took all his strength to calm himself down and not lose control while he was in the bathroom. There was no denying it, he knew that Hermione Granger was probably one of the hottest girls in school.
After waiting a few minutes, Draco opened the bathroom door (slowly this time) and found that it was free. He took his shower and got ready for bed. He closed his eyes, but all he could see was Hermione's image in his head, and he didn't know whether or not he should change it.
"Mudblood…" he muttered quietly, though he didn't know if he was insulting her, or reminding himself of why she was the enemy.
Meanwhile on the other side of the bathroom wall, Hermione lay in bed, unable to sleep either. A part of her knew that she was glad he walked in on her. The look on his face brought instant satisfaction on hers. And of course she couldn't deny that she was enjoying what she saw as well. She knew of Draco's reputation for being a sex god, and almost every witch from all houses alike gawked over him, but then again they probably weren't constantly tortured by the Slytherin Prince either. Hermione tried to close her eyes and get some sleep, classes started tomorrow.
"Ferret…" she muttered quietly, though she didn't know if she was insulting him, or reminding herself of why he was the enemy.
(A/N: Sooo, my first day back on the job lol. What do you think so far? I know it's hard to say since it's only the first chapter, but hey, a little review here and there never hurt anybody lol)