Welcome to the 7th year they never got to have, the war is over, so let the games begin. So let's find out what happens when our two favorite people are heads :)

I do not own anything but the plot. J.K. Rowlings owns the charaters

Oh and by the way Dumbledore, Snape, Fred(or was it George) and Sirius are not dead.

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Chapter One. Head Boy/Head Girl

Hermione Granger stood with her parents looking at Platform nine and three quarters. She couldn't believe they had survived the War. She couldn't believe Dumbledore decided to combine Hermione and Ginny's year, thus giving everyone a proper 7th year experience. She couldn't believe they were going back, but most of all she couldn't believe she made Head Girl. Sure she hoped that she would be Head Girl, but since she left with Harry and Ron last year she wasn't sure she deserved it. Apparently Dumbledore thought she did.

Hermione didn't look like she did when she first showed up at Kings Station on her first day of Hogwarts eight years ago. She had learned a spell to manage her unruly hair; it now lay in perfect chocolate brown curls. Her body had filled out in all the right places. She stopped wearing baggy clothes and found clothes that showed off her body. Her eyes were her favorite feature, so she wore eyeliner just to make the chocolate orbs pop.

Hermione stood in Kings Cross Station looking for any sign of her friends; it had been so long since she had seen them all.

"Hermione!" someone screamed throughout the station. Before Hermione could completely turn around to see who had called her she was engulfed in a hug. Hermione wasn't frightened; the red hair that covered her face gave her attacker away.

"Hey Ginny!" she said as the younger girl pulled out of the hug. "How was your summer?" Ginny however didn't answer; she pulled away from Hermione with a devilish grin on her face. She started walking to the barrier but stopped, she looked over her shoulder at Hermione, winked, and then ran through the barrier, her laughter echoing throughout the station. Hermione laughed as she kissed her parents goodbye, took her trunk from her father, and followed the fiery red-heads path through the barrier.

"Oh Merlin Hermione do I have a story for you! We have to get a compartment to ourselves; we have some major girl talk here!"

"Ok ok, let's go." She laughed; yep she had definitely missed her friend.

The girls pulled their trunks into an abandon compartment and got settled in. Hermione hadn't seen Harry or Ron, but Ginny explained that while they were waiting for Hermione to show up they got invited to join Neville, Dean, and Seamus. She said they started to talk about Quidditch and then the boys just vanished. Hermione groaned at the mention of Quidditch, ever since Harry had defeated Voldomort, Quidditch was all the boys talked about, day and night. It had really been starting to get on her nerves.

"Thank Merlin they choose to sit with the guys. I'm not sure I could handle another one of their three hour conversations about Quidditch." She said as they changed into their robes.

"Even I'm tired of it, and I love Quidditch!" Ginny exclaimed as she settled into her seat. Her face suddenly turned serious catching the older girl off guard. "Now, we've got some serious girl matters to discuss."

"Alright Ginny spill, what's the big news?" Hermione asked leaning in toward Ginny who was grinning from ear to ear.

"I'm in Love!" she screamed, practically jumping up and down in her seat.

"What?" the older girl asked in shock."With who?"

"Blaise Zabini." She whispered

"Ginny! You cannot be serious!" she scolded "What happened to Harry?" she wanted Ginny to come to her senses. Zabini was evil, second only to Malfoy.

"Well…um I'm actually not really sure what happened between Harry and I, but 'Mione, Blaise is wonderful!" she finished she sentence with a dreamy sigh.

"He's evil though!" she protested

"No he's not. 'Mione trust me, I'll prove to you that he isn't evil."

"Saying Zabini isn't evil is just as bad as saying Malfoy isn't evil."

"Well they both changed." When Hermione shot her a dirty look she rushed in "don't get me wrong, Malfoy's still a foul git, but really 'Mione they have changed. Trust me!"

Hermione thought for a minute. Malfoy not evil? "Sorry Gin, this is something I'm going to have to see for myself to believe it."

"Understandable. So anything interesting happen to you this summer?" Ginny said trying to change the subject before Hermione could shoot of a million questions about Zabini.

"Well I made Head Girl." Ginny breathed a sigh of relief before congratulating the older girl.

"Oh 'Mione that's wonderful!"

"Ginny don't you dare think this conversation is over. You will come to my common room tonight to finish it, but I have to go now." She said pinning her badge to the front of her robes. "I have a meeting with Professor McGonagall and the Head Boy in the Head compartment."

"So who's the Head Boy?"

"No idea, but I'm about to go find out. See you at the feast and don't forget to night." She said as she left the compartment.

"Later Hermione!"

Hermione made her way towards the Head compartment wondering who her Head Boy could be. She was so curious as to who she was going to share a common room and bathroom with. It was a well known fact throughout Hogwarts that Head Boy and Girl had their own quarters; it was one of the many perks of the job. She just hoped it would be someone she got along with. Her hopes, however, were crushed the second she opened the compartment door and came face to face with none other than the king of Slytherin himself; Draco Malfoy.

Hermione couldn't believe her eyes. No way did Dumbledore make the ferret Head Boy, but there is was on his chest, the Head Boy badge.

"I know I'm sexy Granger, but are you just going to stand there and stare at me all day, or are you going to come in the compartment and sit down so we can get this meeting over with?" Malfoy asked with his classic smirk plastered on his face. He loved the fact that she had not known that he was Head Boy, it gave him an advantage.

"Professor," Hermione started as she shut the compartment door and made her way to the nearest seat, "there has got to be some mistake." With that comment Malfoy's smirk got bigger, if that was possible. "Dumbledore can't possibly expect Malfoy and I to work together, let alone live together. We're bound to hex each other to pieces!"

"Dumbledore expects full cooperation from the Heads, as do I, Miss Granger." Her stern voice caught Hermione off guard. "It's time to put the past behind the two of you; there won't be any time for your petty differences. The both of you are to plan three balls this year: a Yule Ball, a Valentine's Day Ball, and the Graduation Ball. Also you both will be co-speakers at the Graduation. You both will do rounds throughout the week and delegate which nights the prefects will do rounds. There should be a prefect meeting once a month. As Heads you both know that you can hand out detention as well as take and give house points. Abuse of this privilege will result in being removed from your post. The Head dormitory is on the fourth floor behind the painting of the German Mermaid. The password is 'Liebe erobert Hass'. Any questions?"

"Professor, what does our password mean?" Hermione asked.

Professor McGonagall smiled. "There will be a meeting tomorrow morning with Professor Dumbledore at 10 sharp. The password is 'Lemon Drops'. The two of you are to stay in this compartment until the train arrives." McGonagall said before she got up to leave. When she reached the compartment door she stopped and looked over her shoulder.

"To answer your question Miss Granger, 'Liebe erobert Hass' is German for 'Love conquers Hate'." And with that she left the two heads alone.

"Well there just went the perfect year." Hermione muttered under her breath.

"What was that Granger? Talking to yourself, huh? Should've figured." He laughed

"Nothing Malfoy." Her voice dripping with distain. "This is unbelievable! How on Merlin's green earth did you become Head Boy?"

"My devilishly good looks," at that Hermione snorted, "and the little fact that you are the only person in the school who's grades are better than my own."

"Ugh! I can't believe Dumbledore actually wants us to live together. Harry and Ron are going to lose it when they find out about this." She groaned as she dropped her head into her hands.

"Speaking of Pothead and Weasel, can you keep your little guard dogs on a leash? It's bad enough I have to live with you, I don't want to be jumped every time I turn around." Hermione lifted her head to look at Draco, he had moved to the bench near the window and was currently looking out at the countryside.

"If you didn't start anything then you'd have nothing to worry about." She said dropping her head back down. Malfoy didn't answer, so they sat in silence. Soon both Heads were asleep, Hermione at the table and Draco sitting on the bench leaning against the wall. Draco was thrashing around, his dream felt so real.

He had her pinned up against the wall right outside the dormitory. Her moans could be heard throughout the hallway as he attacked her neck with kisses. He had to get his mystery girl inside before they were caught. As he pulled away from her neck to mutter the password, she reached down to rub the bulge in his pants.

'Liebe erobert Hass' he moaned. Thankfully it still did the trick. As the portrait swung open he picked up his mystery girl who wrapped her legs around his waist and started grinding causing him to pin her against the wall inside the common room and kiss her passionately before he made his way up the stairs to his room.

Once he reached the bed he gently laid her down and immediately started to unbutton her shirt. When her shirt was off he sat back and tried to get a good look at her. Her face was blurry so he couldn't tell who she was. So instead of trying to figure out the face he examined the beautiful body in front of him. Her breasts were perfect for his hands, and on her stomach she had a heart-shaped tattoo.

"Malfoy, I need you." She purred

"Call me Draco." He said as he unclasped her red lace bra, pulling it away from her breasts.

"Malfoy." She moaned as he latched his mouth on her right breast and massaged her left with his hand.

"Draco, call me Draco." He said as he switched breasts.

"Malfoy." Her tone caught his attention, it wasn't lustful anymore.

"Draco, please call me Draco." He leaned in to kiss her when the scene dissolved.

"MALFOY WAKE UP!"

"Huh, what?" Draco yelled as he fell off the bench landing right in front of Hermione's feet.

"Malfoy, we're at Hogwarts. It's time to go." She said as he got up and started to dust himself off. "Why were you moaning" she asked

"I wasn't moaning." He said not looking at her.

"Yes you were, in your sleep!"

"Well I was asleep so how the hell should I know why I was moaning. Leave me alone Granger. I don't need you delaying me from the feast." He said storming past her and out of the train.

"If it wasn't for me Malfoy, you would still be asleep and you would've missed the whole damn feast! You could at least say thank you for not leaving your ass back there on the train." She yelled as she followed him to the carriages.

He started laughing, she actually asked him to thank her? "Malfoy's don't thank people Granger." He continued laughing until his sides hurt.

"I should have left you." She muttered under her breath as she climbed into the carriage behind the still laughing Malfoy.

The carriage started moving the second they both got seated. Malfoy stopped laughing about half-way through the trip. Finally after about five minutes they reached the school. Malfoy got out first and started walking towards the Main Doors. Once he was on the steps he turned to face Hermione who was just a few steps behind him.

"See you later Granger." His voice was husky and full of lust, and then with a wink he turned and left a very shocked Hermione rooted to the stair.

Draco laughed to himself as he made his way to the Great Hall. He was going to have fun with Granger this year; he planned to find every way possible of getting under her skin. 'Yep this will definitely be a fun year.'

Hermione stood rooted to the stair. 'What the hell did that mean?' she thought before following the path Draco just took.