Disclaimer: All Harry Potter related characters belong to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury and Scholastic. I only own the plot!
Author's Note: My 2nd fan-fiction. Well, this time is different from my previous one. It's about Hermione is in danger (or something like that) and Draco is the one who's helping her. Well, not really. But I won't tell you about the whole story. That won't be fun, will it? Anyway, enjoy the story! Please, REVIEW!
Hermione Granger gingerly walked out from the Gryffindor common room. It was her seventh year at Hogwarts, and to be truth, she was a bit nervous. The war left many deaths and scars. And it was not easy to just sit in a room where the people she cared about died.
This year is going to be a little difficult for her since it was seventh year. There will be so much homework to do and there will be more classes. And most importantly, this year will be the last year she'll be spending her times at Hogwarts. She'll be leaving her home.
She sighed and walked towards the Great Hall. Once she reached it, she makes her way to the Gryffindor table and sat on the opposite side of Ron and Harry.
"Hello, Hermione!" Ronald Weasley greeted with a large smile on his face. "How was your summer?"
There was something different on Ron's face, in Hermione opinion. He was rather happy… and cheerful. "It was pretty great. Well, not so great since my cousin wouldn't let me to read books for the whole summer."
"Well, I like your cousin's idea." The brunette glared at him. "What? I mean, you read too much, Hermione. And that's not really good for you."
Hermione merely rolled her eyes and turned her attention to the doorway. She saw McGonagall walking inside with the First Years; who's looking very nervous.
"Do you think they will announce the Head Boy and Girl this year?" Harry Potter whispered in Hermione's ear.
The brunette turned around to look at Harry and turned her attention back to McGonagall. "Yeah, I guess," she replied, shrugging. "And did you know that the Heads have to share their common room together?"
"Yeah," the dark-haired boy said. "I can't imagine sharing a common room with the people we don't really know. I mean, it'll be a little awkward."
"First Years!" McGonagall started. "When I call your name, I shall put the Sorting Hat into your head… and you will be sorted into your houses." She looked at the long paper she was holding and turned her attention back to the First Years again. "Percy Black!" she called.
A small boy with blonde hair and blue eyes step forward and sat on the chair. McGonagall slowly put the Sorting Hat on his head. The Sorting Hat murmured something before announcing his house. "I know where to put you… Slytherin!"
"Percy Black?" Hermione asked, turning her head to Harry. "Do you think he's a relative to the Black family?"
"No, I don't think so. I never knew that the Black family has a relative named Percy." The Sorting keep going for the last one hour, and the feast has begin now.
While Ron and Harry are busy with their foods, Hermione's eyes made their ways to the Slytherin table. Her eyes landed at the famous blonde boy; who's sitting in the middle of Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zabini. The blonde boy doesn't look very… cheerful; if that's the right word. He didn't have that well known smirk on his face and he doesn't have that smug look on his face. She rested her eyes there for a moment, until she realized a hand was waving in front of her face. "Huh? What?" she asked, turning around to see Ginny Weasley.
"They're announcing the Heads now!" she said in a whisper. "What are you staring at, anyway?"
"Nothing, I was just… thinking," the brunette lied. Please don't let Ginny asked another question! she screamed in her mind.
"Thinking about what? Honestly, Hermione, you should let your head rest for just a moment. You think too much, do you know that?" The brunette girl only let a nervous chuckle and turned her head to McGonagall.
"Attention!" the old woman shouted and the Great Hall went silence, turning their attention to the Professor. "I would like to say welcome to all First Years and welcome back to the old students. And for Seventh Years, I would like to say that I hope you will study harder, because this year will be difficult for all of you," she said. "And I wanted to say that since our beloved Professor Dumbledore has passed away last year, I inherited as the new Headmistress of this school."
"Bits show off, don't you think? McGonagall, I mean," Ginny said.
"Harry, you're not going to get the spot as Head Boy, believe me," Ron teased. He always loved to teased Harry, because it'll only makes him want it even more.
"I would like to announce for the Head Girl this year…" Professor McGonagall said and the Great Hall pays their attention seriously to the old woman. "Congratulations to Ms. Hermione Granger! You get the spot as Head Girl."
Everyone clapped their hands, except for Harry, Ron, Ginny and the Slytherins; who's just rolling their eyes. "Why am I not surprised?" Ron asked. Hermione only let out a small laugh before walking forward to where McGonagall was standing. The Professor handed her a book and turned her attention back to the students.
"And I would like to announce for the Head Boy this year…" Hermione could see that Harry and Ron were crossing their fingers and she just rolled her eyes. They could be such a dimwitted sometimes, but she still loves them, though. "Congratulations to Mr. Draco Malfoy. You get the spot as Head Boy."
The Slytherins clapped their hands as the other students' mouth hanged open, especially Hermione. What is this, a joke? Malfoy can't be a Head boy! Wait. Maybe he could. He's the second best last year. Man… The brunette protested in her head.
The blonde boy stood up from his seat. But the confusing thing, he's not smirking or sneering like he always does when he get some position. Something's wrong with him. McGonagall handed him a book that's same like Hermione's as he reached forward, and he stood next to Hermione. She never thought that Malfoy was this tall. Her head only reached his neck, for heaven's sake! Is she the one who's too short, or is he the one who's too tall?
The brunette shook her head and turned her attention to Harry and Ron; who's scowling deeply. They must be disappointed because neither of them was chosen to be Head Boy.
Professor McGonagall told the Heads that they will lead the First Years to their dormitories after dinner. They both nodded. "And Mr. Malfoy already knows where your dormitories will be," she said to Hermione and turned back to the students. "First Years Gryffindor and Ravenclaw will follow Ms. Granger to go to your dormitories after dinner. Slytherin and Hufflepuff will follow Mr. Malfoy."
The feast has finished a few minutes later, and the First Years followed Hermione and Draco to go to their dormitories. Hermione could see that some of the Hufflepuffs First Years were giggling at Draco Malfoy. She rolled her eyes. Poor thing… They didn't know how much a prick Malfoy is.
Author's Note: So... what do you think? Crap, yes. That's just because this is my first one! Anyway, can anyone tell me how to put a line divider? Thank you! Don't forget to REVIEW!
