What could possibly go wrong?
Hermione and Draco now have to live together as head boy and girl (see title)
Disclaimer: i don't own any part of Harry Potter it all belongs to JK Rowling
Hermione felt her stomach drop, she clutched at the hard wood of the Gryffindor table and felt the eyes of most of the Gryffindor table looking at her with pity. Professor McGonagall had continued with her announcements but for once she wasn't listening. She had just received possibly the worst news of her life and her teacher wasn't willing to give her a minute to wallow in her self-pity? It wasn't every day she was told she would have to spend her last year at Hogwarts living in the same common room as her arch enemy, namely Draco Malfoy.
All Hermione had ever wanted since she had found out about Hogwarts' Head boy and girl was to be head girl in her 7th year, it was one of the main reasons she had wanted to return to Hogwarts after the war. Being herself she had researched everything there was to know about being a Head Girl and at the time having her own common room had seemed exciting, even if she had to share it with the Head Boy.
If she was being completely honest with herself one of the reasons she didn't mind sharing was that she had assumed Harry would be Head Boy. Not because she liked him (she had let those feelings go when she got together with Ron and they hadn't returned after their break up) but because she knew that she could have a proper conversation with him and that it wouldn't be awkward if they shared a common room as they had done for six years previously, and she had imagined them studying together by a fire and sharing a joke with Ron when he came by to visit.
She cast a quick glance over to the Slytherin table where Malfoy now sat looking angrily at McGonagall, Hermione smiled inwardly at how the arrangement was clearly not to his liking either.
Hermione barely registered when the Start of Term Feast was over and it was till Harry whisper in her ear that she realized everyone was leaving.
"Hermione, you have to go and see McGonagall about your new common room" Harry's voice was low but she could hear the anger in it and it was reflected in Ron's face.
"Right" Hermione shook herself mentally and went to where Professor McGonagall now stood at the front of the hall with Malfoy.
"Congratulations you two, you may follow me to your common room" Professor McGonagall said, then lead the way to a portrait down the hall from the headmistress' office. "This is where I leave you, to enter you must simply decide on a password, but please note you won't be able to change the password unless both of you give consent to do so, and whatever the password is it remain that for at least a week before it can be changed."
"Yes, Professor" Hermione said, Malfoy simply nodded once. Professor McGonagall turned and walked away to her office and when Hermione turned she saw Malfoy looking at her expectantly.
"I suppose you just have loads of ideas for passwords, Granger" he feigned excitement and Hermione noted he hadn't lost his drawl over the holidays. Figuring they had best try and be civil as they were going to be sharing a common room for the next year, Hermione replied,
"Well we need to make a password both of us will remember otherwise we'll both be locked out, so what do you want to make it?" She could see the cogs working in his brain even if his face maintained that 'I don't care' look she often saw.
"How 'bout 'Mudblood'?" He asked with a smarmy look at her, knowing she'd hate it.
Hermione felt the anger inside her but kept her face straight because she knew he was looking for a reaction.
"I think not, what about 'The Weird Sisters'?" She said, the only reaction she got was him cocking an eyebrow at her knowledge of something that he probably considered was 'not for muggleborns', even if that wasn't the exact wording he would use.
"I suppose that'll do," to an outsider it would seem he didn't give a damn but Hermione knew that what he said was his way of saying she had had a good idea, but he would never admit to her having thought of something he hadn't.
"Lovely," said the portrait (which depicted an elderly wizard dressed in purple robes against a black background) and it swung open to reveal the common room, Hermione hurried in, eager to see the insides but Malfoy followed after, not nearly as excited.
Their common room turned out to be a similar size to the Gryffindor common room, but it had a huge fireplace made from white marble on the far wall from where they were standing, with a silver couch on either side and in the middle of the room on a golden rug there were two hardwood desks that had been pushed together to form a fairly large table with a chair either side. Hanging overhead was a marvellous chandelier with hundreds of candles attached to it.
Behind the couches on either side of the room there was a door, the one on the right had a Gryffindor lion symbol on it and the one on the left had a Slytherin serpent symbol on it, which Malfoy was now heading towards. Hermione, who had assumed they would talk for a minute regarding the prefect meeting on Wednesday night, was racking her brains on what to say, because she knew saying the wrong thing would mean Malfoy embarrassing her, possibly in public, but before she could think of anything his door slammed shut and she was left alone in the room with her open stupidly.
Realizing how tired she was Hermione went into her own room, changed into her night things (her suitcases were already in the room) and fell into bed not even taking in her surroundings.
Well that's the first chapter and to be honest I am not totally committed on my way where the story is going, so if you have a particular way of how you want the story to go, just review…