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Get Mine, Get Yours

Chapter One:

Draco Malfoy stared angrily at Hermione Granger. He was irritated by Pansy Parkinson, a rather whorish girl from Slytherin who wouldn't leave him alone. And Granger pulled a nerve.

Her laughing and smiling with Ron Weasley and Harry Potter seemed so irritable.

"But before we tuck in, I would like to introduce Head Boy, Draco Malfoy. And Head Girl, Hermione Granger. Please stand up you two. After the feast I'd like both Mister Malfoy and Miss Granger to meet with Professor McGonagall. Thank you and enjoy your school year at Hogwarts!"

His name was the only thing he heard from Dumbledore's pre-school year ramblings. And Draco stood up quickly. The applaud died down when the food zoomed past them. He smirked as he watched the first years stare at amazement.

His smirk was wiped off immediately when he realized that mud blood Granger was Head Girl.

He was back to his irritable mood and sighed. This school year felt like it was going to be a long one…

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Hermione Granger was having a good time eating and talking to her good friends Ron Weasley and Harry Potter. It was a relief that Voldemort was defeated the previous year by a determined Harry.

But she was shocked seeing them when she met up with them at Platform 9 and ¾. Both have grown. A lot.

She was always used to being taller than them at her 5 foot 4 stature but Harry grown into 5 foot 11 and Ron grown into a 6 foot 2. She felt awkward having to look up at them.

The threesome we're catching up on their eventful summer. Hermione a tad bit upset that she had to go on a vacation to Italy with her parents than going to the Burrow. But she threw that regret away laughing at the events of last summer.

"And then Harry did…"

Hermione tuned out Ron when a realization dawned on her. Draco Malfoy was Head Boy. And hanging around Malfoy all year was not her idea of fun.

She continued on by staring and poking at her food while Ron, Harry and Seamus had a heated debate on Quidditch.

A sport she still didn't truly love even after seven years at Hogwarts.

By the time they were done dinner was over and the rest of Gryffindor said their goodbyes.

"Mione, good luck with Malfoy. Remember he tries anything funny on you Harry and I will make sure you will never see his stupid blonde self ever again." Ron declared triumphantly.

"Okay Ron…whatever you say." Although Hermione doubted that she could beat Malfoy in a fist fight, "You guys have fun at the Common Room and see you tomorrow at breakfast!"

"Bye 'Mione!" Harry waved as she watched him leave through the Great Hall's door. She sighed to herself as she turned around to see the head of her house and a slimy git named Malfoy walk towards her.

"Now. Here's a map for the both of you," McGonagall handed both Hermione and Draco a bright blue little piece of paper. "These are maps which will lead you to the Head Dorms. They aren't that hard to find for a huge mermaid painting blocks the entrance. The password is 'Sugar Plum Child.' Congratulations once again for receiving the position of Head Boy and Girl. Tomorrow morning arrive at my office at around 7:45 before breakfast starts so I can explain in depth of your responsibilities along with your title. I hope you will show an example to the rest of the student body and make Hogwarts proud."

Malfoy snorted at McGonagall's last comment.

"Oh yes, and Mister Malfoy, keep your animalistic comments to yourself." And the professor walked away.

"I have a feeling this school year is going to be a long one." Hermione huffed out of the Great Room leaving an angry Malfoy.

35 Minutes later…

Hermione climbed up a couple of flights of stairs and went several left turns when she realized she was lost.

"ARGH! I'm never going to find this stupid room!" She stomped on the map to allow her to take out her anguish on it.

"Granger, the portrait of the mermaids is right in front of you." Hermione jumped back at Draco Malfoy's slow, infamous drawl.

She felt embarrassed- okay maybe really embarassed. After Malfoy caught her acting rather stupidly and irrationally. She felt her cheeks burn up with humiliation.

"Got me there. What's the password again?" She asked embarrassedly.

"Sugar Plum Child." The portrait slid open for Malfoy and Hermione gasped.

The room was amazing. The room was green and gold. A weird but great combo. Plush couches everywhere, a really soft carpet, a rather warm fireplace, and books everywhere. Then the room divided into Hermione's room on the left and Draco's room on the left. The bathroom in the middle.

Hermione ran up the small flight of stairs that led to her room's door. She touched the gold plate engraved with her name; Hermione Granger. She turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.

Her room was rather feminine. The walls we're a beige with lavender panels. She had a canopy bed with silk lavender bedding. She opened a large closet with all her clothes in it and stared at her refection in her vanity set which was right next to the door to the bathroom which her and Malfoy had to share.

Hermione pulled out her conventional pink plaid pajama set from her walk in closet and walked into the bathroom.

The bathroom was complete with his and hers showers, toilets, sinks and cabinets.

She grabbed her towel and walked to the sink nearest to her room. She brushed her teeth and changed into her pajamas swiftly.

Afterwards she walked out and jumped into her bed sliding into her covers. This year was going to be long. She sensed it and closed her heavy eyes with a sigh.

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Hermione woke up the next morning and stretched. She hastily grabbed her school robes and ran into the bathroom.

She sighed a breath of relief. Draco Malfoy wasn't in the bathroom. She undressed herself and jumped into the shower. She engulfed herself in the pleasure of hot water and didn't mind the fog building up in the glass.

'This year's going to be rather busy. I mean with Head Duties and N.E.W.T.S popping up from around the corner, I don't think I'll be able to enjoy my final year. Oh well.' Hermione grabbed her towel from the side a good 10 minutes later and wrapped it around her self.

Whistling cheerfully she went towards her robes only to find Malfoy twirling her black, lace thong on his index finger. The one piece of underwear she was going to change into. She felt her face burning from embarrassment once again.

How does that boy almost always find a way to embarrass the daylights out of her?

"Granger, I seriously would not think of you to wear something rather impractical as this…and rather racy wouldn't you say? I could totally imagine you wearing something such as…oh…white cotton panties? Make that granny-"

"MALFOY! GIVE THEM BACK TO ME! I SERIOUSLY MEAN IT!" Hermione interrupted Malfoy and struggled to grab her underwear back. He kept it up high in the air where she couldn't reach because of the vast height difference.

Damn the height difference.

"Tut, tut. That's not the right way to get something now is it? Hmm, Mudblood?"

"No." Hermione sighed a sigh of despair and continued, "No you arrogant prat. That isn't the right way. May I please have my article of clothing?"

"Nope. Not good enough. Use something more convincing."

Hermione smirked inwardly as her mind thought of something clever to say. (A/N: Something that was totally out of character…but anyways…) "Alrighty then. I'll give you something convincing. Oh Master Malfoy…" Hermione paused as she inched closer to him and traced the outline of his face. "Return my article of clothing." She asked rather breathily.

Startled and appalled by her action, Draco dropped her thong on the cool marble floor. She picked it up immediately and Hermione ran off with a huff into her room. She frowned as Ron's voice filled up her head, "Fraternizing with the enemy cause cause big trouble." She sighed and continued with putting her clothes on.

After she was done with brushing her teeth and hair, she skipped down her little flight of stairs and found Malfoy waiting for her at 7:30.

"Lets go mud blood." Malfoy spat at her as he followed Hermione's lead. Instead of letting her walk out the door first like a proper gentleman, he shoved her to the side and walked ahead.

Hermione was furious as she walked. "AGH! I'm going to get you. You pompous, arrogant, conceited son of a-" And was silenced by bumping into Snape.

"Miss Granger, I suggest next time that you watch where you going. And keep your vile comments to yourself." Snape scowled and walked away.

Malfoy sniggered at Hermione and she just brushed it off when the landed in front of McGonagall's door. Before they could knock on the door it opened for them.

"Hello Miss Granger…" McGonagall paused, "Mister Malfoy. I will explain your positions in depth. But before I continue you must agree on not interrupting while I explain. Agree?"

"Agreed." The heads replied simultaneously.

"Good. Since both of you are Head Girl and Boy…you must be role models to your fellow schoolmates. And good role models are civil. I don't care how you act in your dorms, but once you leave your dorms try and act civil. Secondly, you two are planning the next All Hallows Eve ball. I expect the best from Hogwarts top students.

Third, you are pairing the Prefects and planning what day they will wander around the halls to ensure that everyone is in their respectable places. And fourth, you get to award and withdraw points to Houses. You abuse this right and your right to be Head is taken away. Good luck in all your endeavors in your final year." McGonagall ended by showing them the way to the door.

She walked to the Great Hall by herself to the Gryffindor table where she sat in her usual place. Next to Harry and Ron.

She sliced her waffles and waited for Harry and Ron's usual heated discussion on Quidditch.

"Done yet?" Hermione asked pushing her plate away.

"Oh yeah! Hey 'Mione! What's gotten you into a rather cheery mood?" Dear old Ronniekins asked.

Hermione thought about telling the boys the incident of that morning…but debated not to. They might have an urge to kill Malfoy and Hermione didn't want them to end up in Azkaban at seventeen.

Hermione decided to lie, "Oh what's so bad about starting the new school year? I mean we're back together, the NEWTS are this year…all our tests, studying, homework…oh dear god I didn't even start on that…I despise procrastination. It's rather aggravating 'cause it'll bite you-"

"Hermione. Sorry to interrupt but school didn't even start yet." Harry said to stop her before she started ranting on them.

"Oh your right. I'm going way too ahead of myself. May I ask what class we have first this bright and lovely Monday morning?" Hermione asked changing the subject.

Harry looked briefly at his schedule and blanched, "Advanced Double Potions with the Slytherins. Oh joy. I have a major feeling that this year is going to be a long one."

"Me too Harry. Me too." Hermione replied with a slight scowl.

A/N: Please review and…umm…sorry for an uneventful chapter…it'll get better. Promise. God I hate authors notes.