Author's Note:
I have added in Draco's POV to add another side to the story and because i enjoy writing through his eyes. I will also try to make the next chapter longer so I'm sorry if it takes a while to get the next chapter up.

Chapter 1

Hermione POV

Being head girl had its advantages. Like being able to stay at the library long after curfew, and being able to wonder the corridors at night. But then there's the head boy. Draco Malfoy. And that's not even the worst part! Dumbledore had decided that to share house unity the head boy and head girl had to share a common room! Hermione was sure Dumbledore was trying to kill her.

She had been wondering around the castle, after being kicked out by a sleepy Madam Pince, for a couple of hours now trying to figure out what she'd done to deserve this. But she couldn't think of a single thing. She'd been a good, hard-working student and got Outstandings in all her O. . She'd even managed to keep Ron and Harry in line and up to date with all their homework. Everyone knew that was no easy task. So she decided to just go back to the head dorms. She was sure Malfoy would be asleep by now.

Just as she got to the head dorms she heard a loud thump from the other side of the portrait.

"Do you think you could go in there and check what that was?" she asked the portrait sweetly.

"Who do you think I am!? You're the head girl you do it!" If only she was able to change the location of the head dorms. Or even just the portrait and she'd be much happier.

"Fine I'll do it myself! Flubberworms."

As soon as the portrait opened someone fell to the ground at her feet. It looked like they'd been leaning against then door. Hermione bent down and carefully turned the person over.

"Hey Granger! When did you get back?"

"Malfoy!? Wha… Why…" She was so shocked to see Malfoy lying on the ground that she couldn't complete any of her questions. Finally she decided she should just find out what happened. "Malfoy, what are you doing on the floor?"

"I fell."

"No shit. What were you doing that caused you to fall to the floor?"

"Wow! Granger knows how to curse!"

"Of course I know how to curse! I'm not a-"

Before she could finish a thought struck her. Malfoy hadn't insulted her yet. In fact he was being rather nice. Well as nice as a Malfoy could be she guessed. But something wasn't right. That's when she took her time to look around her. She was disgusted at what she saw. There were empty firewhiskey bottles everywhere.

"You're drunk aren't you?"

Draco POV

Being head boy was really starting to piss him off. Pansy followed him everywhere and seemed to love him more than ever. He had more work than any of his classmates plus having to organise all the prefects. Then on top of all that there was the head girl… Granger. He wasn't really that surprised that Dumbledore had made her head girl. She was a know-it-all after all. But that wasn't the worst part. The old coot had decided that the two heads had to share a fucking common room. Merlin knows what he was thinking when he came up with that idea. He guessed that was why he was head boy though. 'To promote house unity'. It was all bullshit if you asked him. At first he had thought that the-boy-who-just-wouldn't-die would get the position, so naturally he was shocked when he received the badge.

He was thinking about why he even bothered to come back to Hogwarts this year when his best friend, Blaise Zabini, came running towards him.

"Mate, what are you still doing out here?" He panted. "You know there's a huge party going on in the Slytherin common room."

To be honest he was avoiding the party. He didn't feel like spending all night surrounded by a bunch of drunken idiots.

"I'm not going" he stated simply, wishing Blaise would just leave.

"Aw come on, Pansy's pissing me off. She's been whining for the past few hours about you not being there."

He shrugged. "Better you than me." He started to walk away, but before he got very far Blaise was running after him again.

"I know, how about we have our own little party in your common room? I saw Granger in the library on my way over here so she shouldn't be a bother." He thought about that for a while, trying to decide if it was wise to get drunk with his best friend. The last time he and Blaise got drunk he ended up in the hospital wing. At last he decided a few drinks wouldn't hurt.

"Whatever, but you have to get the drinks."

The huge smirk that Blaise had was slightly creepy. He knew whenever he had that look something bad was about to happen. "I thought you'd say that so I already got a whole lot delivered to your common room." Shit, there goes his 'few' drinks.