Disclaimer: Characters are J.K. Rowling's, I do not own anything from the world of Harry Potter.

Chapter One.

Hermione stirred as breath tickled her back, sighing into the warmth of the body behind her, she let her fingers dance across the skin of his hand. She laughed quietly to herself, as she thought back to how the events of the past year had led to this very moment.

**One Year Ago**

Hermione seethed as she stood in Dumbledore's office, not off the train 15 minutes and here she was, standing next to Draco Malfoy, in the company of an angry McGonagall.

"Why does there always seem to be so much trouble between you? As Head boy and Head girl, you are xpected to make an example for the rest of the students in the school…I just…" McGonagall didn't seem to know how to finish her sentence. She continued to pace as Hermione and Malfoy continued to stare at her.

Suddenly she continued, "Seeing as how the Head duties have landed on two from such rival houses, I would expect you to be making Double the effort.. "sighing "not setting each other on fire!".

As if to accentuate her point Hermione wafted some smoke from in front of her eyes. McGonagall looked back at Dumbledore, the sight of the two singed students becoming too much.

Dumbledore stood, his crystal eyes glinting over his half-moon spectacles . "Now…"

"You have GOT ro be kidding! You can not think that I am responsible for-"

"Mr Malfoy! Do not interrupt" McGonagall snapped, his slate eyes narrowed through the ends of his blackened hair as his shut.

"Now.." Dumbledore continued, not seeming fased in the slightest by Malfoy's outburst. "I understand things are not easy, for either of you. But remember, although you come from different worlds, you are not all the different—"

Malfoy scoffed and Hermione glared at him. "—If you were to walk in the footsteps of the other, you would see what I mean." Malfoy opened his mouth to object, but catching McGonagall's eye, he audibly closed it. Dumbledore turned away slowly, "I'm sure you will see things in perspective by years end"

McGonagall shood them down the office to the staircase. As the pair descended McGonagall's echo drifted after them, "Albus, you can't be serious, surly this is madness—"

"Fucking right its madness, comparing me to something like you" Malfoy shuddered as he left the staircase, Hermione's teeth gritted.#

"Shut it, Malfoy!" she snapped , his head whipped to where she was standing, black ash cascading down to the floor from his singed robes.

"Don't dare think you can speak to me like that, you filthy little Mu—"

"Say it! I dare you!" Malfoy inched back slightly to remover the tip of her wand from the hallow in his throat. He blinked as he heard her teeth rubbing together.

"I don't have time for you melt down Granger" spinning on his heel, he turned and left. Pocketing her wand, she stormed off in the opposite direction.

How dare I? how dare he more like, thinks he's a god or something Turning the corner quickly she huffed as she waited for the stairs to return Just one good reason is all I need and ill curse him into next year she ascended the staircase with a smirk on her face that even Malfoy would be proud of.

Comparing me to that…that know-it-all bitch Malfoy pushed open the painting, glancing around the common room, he avoided Pansey's advances as he picked a blonde fourth year at random. Pansey whined as he walked to the private quarters the Head Boy uses.

Groggily, Hermione tried to open her eyes, she couldn't seem to remember going to bed the night before, her memory felt foggy and her eyes couldn't seem to adjust to the darkness of the room. Must be very early licking her dry lips she tried to move to the edge of the big double bed. Her left arm was dead and she figured she had fallen asleep reading her textbooks as she did on an almost nightly basis, wiggling her arm free, she gave it a shake to try regain feeling. Her feet inched down until they reached the refreshingly cool wooden flooring, she sighed audibly at the sensation.

Her throat was dry and her tongue felt like paper, pushing herself on unsteady feet she stumbled to the bathroom. A slight breeze made her take notice that she had forgotten her pyjamas, Even in the privacy of her own room she felt the embarrassment wash over her in a hot blush .Although she felt slightly relived as the nights were still holding the heat of August.

Cool water splashed over her skin as she sighed, gripping the icy sink a trickle of water crept down her chin and escaped down her chest, attempting to wipe it away a frown creased her forehead.

Her hands met smooth, rippling chest, right where she had expected to feel her ample breasts. Confused she flicked on the light, as she waited for it to brighten she flicked her eyes up to meet the mirror.

Stumbling back she took in her reflection, there was none other than Draco Malfoy standing before her, she moved, he moved, his mouth was open and his toned chest rose and fell in quick succession as breath seemed to escape involuntarily.

Hermione blinked and Malfoy's eyes seemed to respond before her, clutching the edge of the sink with whitening knuckles she inched closer to the mirror, blinking once more. Slate eyes slowly left the mirror as the breeze crept over her thigh, reminding her of her dress situation, blood rushed to her face as she chocked on breath.

"Malfoy's body…..I'm in Malfoy's…naked body" "I'm sure you will see things in perspective by years end….PERSPECTIVE….

"Holy shit…-"

I know its a little short but its only the first chapter, ill make sure the next one is longer, please review, gives me the inspiration to keep writing. Thank you for reading, i hope you enjoyed the first chapter.