(A/N): Welcome to my new story. I hope that you guys like it. I'm currently writing another story also but I'll try and update asap. I'm rating this M for right now cause I don't really know what I want to put in or not. Well on with the story.

Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters belong to the talented JKR.

Chapter 1

Throughout his whole life he had been rich, spoiled, and bathed in lavishness. As much as his mother and father were "involved" in his life they didn't love him like parents are suppose to love their children. He didn't mind, in fact he had learned at an early age not to. So he enjoyed the freedom and liberty that was left to him As long as the Malfoy name was not embarrassed in any way he could do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted. No one cared so why should he.

Draco sat, relaxed on the Hogwarts express. Letters had been sent to all of the seventh year students stating that it was mandatory that they leave for Hogwarts a week before school actually started. He had no idea why they were attending school early and he really didn't care.

He sighed deeply and looked around his compartment. Pansy, Crabbe, Goyle, and Zabini was all sitting in the compartment with him. Crabbe and Goyle were eating candy, as usually; Blaise was reading a book and Pansy was brushing her short black hair.

She was actually not that bad to look at. Any Slytherin would love to be in his spot. She had pouty lips that were darken by her lipstick, her eyes were a dark blue and her body was nice also.

He had never made any commitment towards Pansy and she knew that. She had actually annoyed him into not taking their relationship or whatever they had further. He did everything a real "boyfriend" was suppose to do but nothing ever came from it.

"Draco baby" she said, Draco rolled his eyes. "You have any idea why we're going to school early?"

"Pansy if I knew, you would know. Don't ask stupid question."

She pouted and wrapped her arm around his kissing his cheek, and looked at him with lust in her eyes.

"Blaise, Crabbe, Goyle leave." She said he eyes still on Draco. Draco rolled his eyes once more as he watched Crabbe and Goyle take leave.

"Excuse me." Blaise said looking up from his book "Don't tell me what to do, bitch"

Pansy scoffed and narrowed her eyes "Blaise can you please leave so I can have some time alone with Draco pretty please?" she asked sweetly.

Blaise rolled his eyes, got up, and left, slamming the door behind him.

Pansy looked back at Draco with a smile on her face. She took hold of his face and kissed him deeply. Draco sighed heavily and kissed her back. He guessed he could occupy himself with her until they reached Hogwarts.

She pushed him back and laid on top of him, kissing his neck and chest. Draco frowned as he felt no heeling in his pants. He tried to concentrate on the feeling of her lips, but nothing happened. Maybe he was getting sick and tired of her sexually also.

He pushed her softly away from him.

"What's wrong?" she whispered, breathing heavily.

''I can't do this." He sat up making her fall off of him.

"What? Why?" she whined.

"Because I said so." He adjusted his robes and sat up all the way. "Go find Blaise, Crabbe, and Goyle, tell them they can come back."

"But Draco, I thought maybe you and I could—"

"Pansy!"

"Fine!" she said, as she stood up and left, slamming the compartment door like Blaise did.

Draco looked out the window and sighed. Man he was bored. He needed some excitement in his life, something new. He hoped that this year the gods would bring that into his life. Merlin knows he needed it.

Hermione Granger looked from the window towards her two best friends that were currently playing a game of mini wizards' chest, which in Ron was beating Harry noticeably.

She crossed her arms and cleared her throat. "So Harry, are you sure Dumbledore said nothing about why we're going to school so early."

Harry groaned out loud at both Ron, for winning another round, and Hermione, who kept asking the same damn question over and over again. "No Hermione. I don't know anything."

Hermione sighed. This was making her nervous and she hopped that whatever the reason was for this little early leave wasn't bad.

"You know Hermione." Ron said putting g up the game. "You don't need to worry about that but you should be worried about if you're going to become Head Girl or not."

"Ron—"Harry started.

"Excuse me." Hermione eyes narrowed at Ron. "You think that I won't get head girl? You think I'm not capable of being Head Girl?"

"Hermione I didn't mean—"but Hermione cut Ron off.

"Because I can get Head Girl. I have no worries about it Ronald, so why don't you worry about passing your NEWTS and leave me alone!"

Hermione scoffed and picked up a deserted book and stuck her nose in it.

"Probably her time of the month." Ron whispered to Harry but Hermione heard.

"It's not my time of the month Ron. Gods you're such a jerk!" she threw the book at him and it hit his arm.

"Jerk?" he asked bewildered.

"Idiot." Harry said informing him.

Hermione stood up and left the compartment sending dirty looks in Ron's direction. He was so stupid sometimes. Okay maybe she was a little dramatic about the whole Head Girl thing but he didn't have to make it sound like she wouldn't get it. Best friends don't do that.

She walked the halls of the train. It felt weird with only seventh years on it, and no little first years scrambling up and down the halls. She was just about to past the bathroom before she changed her mind and went in locking the door behind her.

She walked to the mirror and looked at herself. She didn't think she was ugly but she was in no way a beauty, at least she didn't think so. Her hair was still just as bushy and frizzy as ever and she thought that her eyes were too big, with just the color brown filling the orbs, for her face. The only thing different was that her body had filled out a little, only a little.

She sighed and decided to go back to the compartment.

"Maybe Ron has grown up. "She said to herself as she left the bathroom.

"You know it's considered crazy if you talk to yourself."

Hermione turned around to find Draco Malfoy standing behind her smirking his famous little smirk. Her eyes widen a little as she took in his looks. His hair was not gelled back but softly fell in his face. His body looked somewhat taller and built but she couldn't tell because of his robes. She shook her head and looked back at him with a scowl. She couldn't think that he was hot. No.

"What the hell do you want Malfoy." She asked nastily.

"Well I just don't think my day is made until I insult a dirty, filthy, nasty, little, mudblood like yourself Granger."

Hermione laughed "And I guess your day isn't made unless you're called a stupid, worthless, spoiled, little ferret, like yourself."

Hermione watched as Draco just looked at her smiling. Not really smiling since it didn't reach his eyes. What the hell what he thinking about?

"So I guess you've figured out by now that I'm to be Head Boy." He said.

"You!? I don't think so Malfoy."

"Why not? I am only second to you Granger and I'm leadership material."

Hermione frowned. He was second to her. Draco Malfoy was smart, not as smart as her but smart, and she hated to admit that.

"No your ass material." She bit at him.

"Oh Granger, good come back. Just wait you'll see."

Hermione watched as he smirked at her again, turned around, and left. That boy was so weird. There was no way he could be Head Boy. She'd die.

The seventh years quickly assembled into their designated tables, everyone talking excitedly about why they were there a week early. The students started to quiet down as Professor Dumbledore stood up to address the students, the other professors sat behind him look nervously around.

"Good evening students and welcome to your last year at Hogwarts. " the students cheered "As you know it has been requested that the seventh year students are to be present the week before the school year started. But we will get to that later. For now I would like to present you Hogwarts Head Boy and Girl. Gryffindor—Hermione Granger, congratulations"

Hermione smiled widely giving Ron an "I told you so" look. She stood up accepting the polite applause from the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables as well as the loud stomping and screaming from the Gryffindor table. She even accepted the Slytherins booing and blushed as the Head Girl badge appeared on her robes.

"And, Head Boy" Dumbledore continued "Slytherin—Draco Malfoy."

Hermione's eye's swung around and came into contact with laughing gray one.

"I told you." He mouth at her.

Hermione's mouth dropped open as she sat back down in her seat. Malfoy? Head Boy? How was she suppose to work with him? He was an impossible little ferret.

"Hermione I'm so sorry." Ron said shooting daggers at Malfoy. She nodded her head still taking everything in.

"If you could both join me after suppose. Now tomorrow morning at eight o'clock everyone is to meet back here. Make sure your on time. Now eat up and have a good night's rest."

Hermione started to eat glancing every now and again at Draco who was paying no attention to her. Well, she thought, I'll just have to make the best of it.

Ron and Harry kept shooting her scary looks and she was glad when dinner was over.

"Do you want us to wait for you?" Harry asked.

"No. You guys go ahead."

She walked slowly up to where Professor Dumbledore stood and waiting and watched Malfoy make his way also. He strutted his way towards them with his familiar smirk.

"Professor Dumbledore sir." He addressed smiling down at Hermione. She just curled her lips.

"Yes well once again congratulations to you both. I know you will try your hardest with this new responsibility."

"We will Professor." Hermione said,

"Suck up." She heard Malfoy whisper. He turned to look at him only to find him staring at Dumbledore.

"Well I'm just going to say. This year we have decided that Head Boy and Girl will share a common room."

They were both silent. Share a common room. What did that mean?

"You mean we have to live together?"

Dumbledore didn't answer but walked out of the Great Hall and up the stairs. Draco and Hermione followed both shooting dirty looks at each other.

Dumbledore finally stopped in front of a painting that was a young woman who was lying on a sofa.

"You will share a common room, not bedrooms, Mr. Malfoy. And the password is Unus Modus."

Hermione was almost speechless but was able to ask out a single question.

"Why?"

Dumbledore turned around and started to leave. "Unity Miss Granger. Unity."

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