(A/N)- Okay. This is my newest fic. It's DracoHermione, but there will most likely be other pairings. I hope you like it. And please RR!
Disclaimer – Sadly, I do not own anything J.K. Rowling owns. Well, actually, I don't want to. Well, maybe. But I do own my stuff. So read it.
The First Step to Insanity
Chapter 1 – New Dorms and New News
Hermione was sitting at her desk, thinking. It was going to be an interesting year. She had just been chosen Head Girl. Harry and Ron had been happy for her, but for some reason not too enthusiastic. Maybe it was the fact that she'd be living in a different common room then them. 'Yea, that's got to be it,' she thought. As she got up and pushed her trunk from the center to the side of her room, she looked around. She liked this room. It was if you could say that. She had a bed, a dresser, a small end table and a desk. The drapes over the windows, the curtains around her four-poster bed, and the blankets on her bed, were all a deep red. 'Gryffindor red,' she said to herself. Suddenly she heard someone outside her door, and then a knock.
"What do you want, Ferret?" she said. She was in no mood to talk to her fellow Head student, Draco Malfoy.
"Uh, Granger? Can I borrow some parchment? I left most of my supplies at home," she heard a voice say.
She sighed, walked towards the door, and opened it. Draco Malfoy was standing there, a hopeful smile on his face.
"I, uh, need to owl my mum so she can send the things I forgot…" he said, with a sheepish grin.
"Fine," said Hermione, with an unhappy sigh. She rushed back into her room, grabbed a spare piece of parchment, and handed it over. They then both went back into their separate rooms.
Less than two minutes later, Hermione heard another knock on her door.
"What is it this time, Weasel?" she yelled.
"Um…never mind," she heard from the opposite side of the door.
After this, Hermione decided to go to sleep. She was tired after her day, and there were classes in the morning. As she lay in her bed, she thought about the past day. Malfoy had acted a little un-Malfoy like, hadn't he?
Draco Malfoy woke up with a grimace on his face. Today, most of his classes were with the Gryffindors, he noticed as he looked at his schedule. He got dressed, and then went into the common room. As he stepped out into the common room, he noticed Hermione.
"Why hello, mudblood…" he drawled.
Hermione, on the other hand, had woken up happy, so she ignored this comment and strolled out the door.
After breakfast, Hermione went to classes. Her second class, Herbology, was with the Slytherins.
"Oh, Harry, our next class is with the Slytherins," she said.
"Gee, wow, this has got to be the best 'first day of term' ever!" said Harry very sarcastically, which made Hermione laugh.
"Wait! Where is Ron?" she asked.
"Oh, yea, he is on his way, he was behind us a minute ago," replied Harry, looking behind him.
After they arrived at the greenhouses and were greeted by Professor Sprout, Draco Malfoy, followed by Crabbe and Goyle, strolled in late.
"Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Crabbe, and Mr. Goyle! You're late! I'll be taking ten points from Slytherin for your tardiness!" yelled Professor Sprout.
Malfoy rolled his eyes before joining the rest of the class. Ron had a huge grin on his face, and he looked as if Christmas had come early.
The rest of the day was exceedingly uneventful. This all changed at dinner. As soon as everyone was seated, Dumbledore stood up to make some announcements.
"Before we proceed to eat, I have an announcement or two. First, I would like to say that we will be having visitors this year. They are from the Raymont Academy of Magic. Now, most of you probably haven't heard of it before, but that is because it is a very secretive school. Their Headmistress thought it would be a good opportunity for some of her students to learn about other wizarding schools. The majority of the students will be seventh years, although there might be a few sixth years. They will be arriving in a month or two. I wasn't fully informed, but I assume there will be about 20 or 30 students. Also, this year the staff and I have decided that we will have two balls, instead of our usual one. We will still have our Christmas Ball as planned, but we are also adding a Masquerade Ball. As you know, only fourth years and up may attend. Now I advise that you eat your food, as I know it has been graciously prepared by our house elves!" said Dumbledore, all the while holding the attention of the whole school.
Hermione made a "hmph" sound at his last comment, but was very excited about what had been said. She knew that she was going to be planning these balls. Wait. She AND Draco would be planning these balls. Whatever.
After dinner, everyone went back to his or her own common rooms. Hermione and Draco walked back to theirs together, to the dismay or them both.
"So, looks like we'll be planning these balls together, my little mudblood," said Draco, catching Hermione off guard.
"I am- I- you- what?" she said, totally at a loss for words.
Draco smirked. He loved seeing her mad. It was the only time she didn't have an answer, or lost her cool. She just didn't know what to do. And he liked that.