Hi everyone!

This is going to be a multi-chapter fic. And kudos to Maia for the plot idea! :)

This first chapter isn't going to be very long. Think of it as somewhat of an introduction. :D

Disclaimer: Harry Potter I do not own. XD

The Order Meeting

"It's true, I tell you!" Malfoy glared coldly at Ron, who was indignantly trying to prove that Malfoy did not join the Order with good intentions. Apparently, Malfoy had suddenly declared allegiance for the Order of the Phoenix just before the War, which garnered many raised eyebrows and suspicion among the ranks, and especially the teenage wizards. However, under Snape's instruction, Draco was to be allowed in on all Order meetings, including the one that was going on at that very moment.

The meeting was held at the usual place- Number 12, Grimmauld Place. With a glaring competition going on between Ron and Malfoy, the entire meeting was being disrupted and Mrs Weasley growled at them in irritation.

"Excuse me, boys, but we've got more important things to discuss. Now give it a rest, will you. If Dumbledore trusted Snape and Snape trusted Draco, then there's nothing to fight about, is there? Anyway, we've seen Draco prove his allegiance by fighting on our side during the Battle," Mrs Weasley reasoned, much to Ron's annoyance and Malfoy's mirth.

"See, Weasley. I bet you're just trying to get me out of here so that you can-" Draco's smug statement was cut short by a slap dealt to his face by the fuming redhead, and the blond boy jumped up in shock. Thankfully, no one was ever going to find out what Ron was going to do while Malfoy was gone.

"What are you doing, Ron!" Two voices shouted in unison, one of which was Mrs Weasley's. Malfoy looked up in surprise, to find out that the one other person who was presumably standing up for him was-

Hermione.

Ron sheepishly sunk back into his seat, and Malfoy sat down slowly as well, reddening slightly.

After the War, Malfoy somehow had developed a soft spot for Hermione. Through the numerous battles that they had been through, the teamwork that they were forced to go through with took Malfoy by surprise. When he actually worked along with Granger, not against her, he found her to be quite charming. That is, if she wasn't threatening to hex his brains off if he didn't wipe the smirk off his face during one of their more intense brawls with the Death Eaters.

By remembering all the details, such as her bushy (but still cute) brown hair that was twisted into a ponytail, intelligent brown eyes, and a genius that would sadly be useless if she just wasted it all on Ron, he could say he was a little more than obsessed with the Muggle-born that he was supposed to ever have been.

Obviously, as a Malfoy, his reputation (or what was left of it after Lucius was imprisoned) would be tainted forever if he let that get out, and so he kept the crush buried under that self-confident exterior of his. He did, however, attempt to be a little nicer to Hermione, by ceasing to call her Mudblood, but it would have been the case anyway as Mrs Weasley did not tolerate such offensive terms. Besides, his father was locked up in Azkaban, and what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him.

Malfoy cast a fleeting glance at the brunette before he settled back into his seat, listening to the rest of the meeting in boredom.

"It looks like since the war is over, you have been offered the opportunity to complete your last year at Hogwarts," McGonagall said, ignoring the antics of the two. "As such, you are to go back to Hogwarts and continue on from where you last left off, for the rest of your Seventh Year. Which means," she stressed, inviting the eye contact of all the school-going wizards at the table, "that you would resume all previous duties as per normal- Hermione as Head Girl, Malfoy and Ron as Prefects, and et cetera." Harry and Ginny looked at each other slyly.

"I'll be sure to patrol the broom cupboards often, so that unlawful activities would be kept to a minimum," Ron said loudly, to no one in particular, although it was glaringly obvious to whom he was directing the statement to. Harry and Ginny sighed, shaking their heads in resignation at Ron's immaturity.

Please do review, and I'll probably be updating early next week before I have to leave for an overseas trip. :D

Thanks for reading!