An Unlikely Love
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Chapter One
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And the Head boy and girl are?
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Author's note: This fanfic is written as though what happened in the 6th book…never happened. I am not going to say what happened because it might spoiled the story for those of you who have yet to read it, though there shouldn't be many.
Hermione Granger ran into her room, happy. Her mother and she had just returned from a trip to the beauty parlor. It was that second time this summer. The first time was to get her frizzed hair under control. The only way they came up with was to straighten her hair…permanently. After awhile she grew to like her new hair do. Today, they went in to color their hair together. Her mother had picked out a rich golden blond for her hair and together the two picked out the perfect hair color for Hermione. She had her hair a rich honey almond color now. It was perfect and she loved it.
Suddenly a peck came from her window. She looked over to see an owl on her window hedge. She rushed over to let it in. "Aww, you poor thing," Hermione said relieving it of the letter tied around its legs.
The owl hooted in delight as Hermione pulled out an owl treat. The owl ate it happily and turned to leave. Once the owl was safely outside and on its way, Hermione shut her window and jumped back onto her bed in excitement. She squealed knowing what this letter was. It held the information on weather or not she would become the next head girl. She quickly tore the envelope open and began reading. It read:
Dear Miss Granger,
I would like to be the first to officially congratulate you for your acceptance as head girl. As you know, your position will be shared with the head boy. The head boy was chosen out of the Slytherin house. The idea of this is to reunite Gryffindor with its enemy. You will be required to share a dorm with the head boy. I do hope this won't be too much of an inconvenience. You are needed to be at the head compartment in the train at 9: oo sharply, so Introductions can be made.
Good luck,
Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
P.S. Your badge is included in the envelope along with your books need for this year.
Hermione looked into the envelope and sure enough, her badge was there. With her badge in hand, she scooted off of her bed and walked across her room to the full length mirror in the corner of her room. She smiled and held the badge up over her heart. 'This is going to be the best year ever.'
Draco Malfoy sat at the dinner table in the dinning room with his parents. His father sat at the head of the long table, his mother sat across from him, and Draco sat somewhere in between. They were eating a large formal dinner when a school owl began pecking on one of the dinning room windows.
"Fogy!" Draco's father Lucius Malfoy hollered for his latest house elf.
There was a pop and there stood a small creature. Fogy, a girl house elf dressed in a torn up brown and pink dress that flowed down over her feet. "Yes master," Fogy said with her head bowed.
"Let the owl in," Lucius demanded in a cold heartless tone.
Fogy let out a squeak as she scurried across the room to the window. She reached up, but was too short to reach. She snapped her fingers and suddenly a kitchen stool appeared. She climbed up on it with ease, like she had done it many times before. She pushed with all her might and finally the window slid opened. She climbed down as the owl came flapping into the dinning room landing gracefully on the table nest to Draco's plate.
Draco's lip turned up as he stared in disgust at the brown and white bird that sat partly on top of his food. Tempted to say something, he kept his mouth shut. Seeing the envelope tied around the leg of the owl Draco roughly untied it and pushed the seat away from the table to read it. As he was opening the letter the owl began pecking at his plate.
Scowling, Draco pushed the owl away. The owl fell over landing on its side on the table. It picked itself up, glared at Draco, squeaked at him, and then flew promptly out the window. Fogy shut the window after the bird had gone through and with a snap, she and the kitchen stool had disappeared. Draco smirked as he opened the letter.
"What does it say dear?" Narcissa Malfoy, Draco's mother asked.
Lucius leaned back in his seat in interest as Narcissa leaned forward in hers resting her elbows on the table. Draco began reading the letter. It read:
Dear Mr. Malfoy,
I would like to be the first to officially congratulate you for your acceptance as head boy. As you know, your position will be shared with the head girl. The head girl was chosen out of the Gryffindor house. The idea of this is to reunite Slytherin with its enemy. You will be required to share a dorm with head girl. I do hope this won't be too much of an inconvenience. You are needed to be at the head compartment in the train at 9: oo sharply, so Introductions can be made.
Good luck,
Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
P.S. Your badge is included in the envelope along with your books need for this year.
Draco looked up from the letter, smirking. "Head boy, they picked me to be head boy!"
"Of course they did Draco," Lucius said his voice dripping with venom.
Draco looked confused for a moment, and then it clicked. He mush of said that out loud instead of in his head. "I didn't mean it like that father," Draco said trying to sound more up to a Malfoy's expectations. "I meant it more of a like…wow, they picked me over that stupid Harry Potter. Everyone loves him…but they picked me instead.".
Lucius stared at his son in anger. "You are better then any other wizards there are out there Draco. You are not only a pureblood, but you are a Malfoy. Why wouldn't they pick you? They are afraid of what our master will do to them if they wouldn't pick you."
"Father…you didn't…did you?" Draco asked thinking that his father scared the school into making him head boy.
Lucius held his head up high, "Of course I did. You don't think they would of actually picked you if I didn't say anything did you. That…Harry Potter boy would have been picked, not you. And besides…the Dark Lord has made his orders very, VERY clear. You were meant to be head boy, not anyone else. We have very big plans for you this year boy…very big plans…indeed."