Hey everyone this is my first fanfiction! I decided to go with a Dramione fic. I have always loved that paring. I might start a new story just for my best friend Jazzybizzle. It will be a Harmony fic. We have different tastes in parings but I think Dramione is the best!

Disclaimer: I do not own The Harry Potter characters! ONLY the plot. The characters belong to our queen, J. K. Rowling! Now on with the first chapter! Hope you enjoy!

As Hermione approached the giant oak double doors of the masive castle, an odd feeling arose in the pit of her stomach. She was glad to be back, the castle and it's inhabitants are the clostest thing she has to family. During the war, Hermione decided that it was best for her parents to not be involved in a battle they had no idea about. So she mustered up all of the courage she had and obliviated any memory that they had had of her. With her parents unaware of her existence, she placed passports in their bags. They were for Australia. After her parents inbarked on their journey, Hermione felt a little better knowing they were safe. Well sort of.

Somehow, the deatheaters had found Hermione's parents in their new home. The deatheaters tortured Hermione's parents for information, but when they had none to give, they paid the ultimate price. Death. It had hit Hermione like a battering ram. She as if all the weight of the world was on her shoulders. But now, she feels at ease knowing that she has a home to come to after the war. She also had something, no one else had... a Head Girl Badge. She had pinned it to her clothes early that day, stating that she was proud of it. Unfortunatly, no word was passed on who the Head Boy was. She hoped for the best.

"HERMIONE!" She smiled. Hermione knew that voice from anywhere. As she whirled around, her dark curls twirling around her sholders, what she saw made her smile spread even further across her face. Her best friend, the famous, all-too-well-know Harry Potter, her 'sister for life' Ginny Weasley, and her hothead boyfriend Ronald Weasley, were running at full speed toward her. Hermione was so happy to see them, she missed them over the summer unfortuantely, she had home problems to take care of. Harry happened to be the first one to reach her and he picked her up, giving her a big bear hug, earning a sqeal and a giggle out of the brunette. Hermione had aquired a friendship with Harry in their 1st year at Hogwarts. Now? Nothing but a brother, and a good one at that.

Ginny was the next to give Hermione a hug. They sqealed a lot and talked very little, they had time to catch up later. Ginny gave her a wide smile and a sisterly hug, which spoke volumes, then stepped aside. Hermione and Ginny met in their 3rd year while the sorting took place. Ginny came to sit with her brothers and found Hermione sitting by Ron. Hermione had her nose stuck in a book when the red headed witch decided to introduce herself. They became instant friends, but grew closer as the years passed.

Ron was always the last one to give her anything. She had slowly developed feeling for him in their 6th year but now she wasn't so sure. She loved him but not like that anymore. She loved him more as a brother than anything else, she just didn't have the heart to tell him. She felt cared about when she is with Ron and she doesn't want to lose that. Who else would be there to love her like she so deperately needed? Who would be able to pick up the peices of her fallen-apart life?

Harry was a young lad. He is what you would call a 'ladies man' without even noticing it. He had eyes for only one girl though, which of whom, happened to be standing right next to him. Harry was standing at a good heighth of 5'9" with jet black hair. He was toned-ish; there were hints of muscle that corsed through his arms and chest... if you looked. Harry had green pools that looked like swirling orbs, you could lose your self in them... almost. His round glasses were pushed up on his nose and his hair partly covered the lightning shaped scar on his forhead.

Ron, on the ohter hand is an inch taller than Harry with plain brown eyes and he is BUILT!If you looked at Ron, you would see that he had a six pack of abs and his muscular arms help complete his toned-out look. Being a Weasley, he inherated the fire-red hair and the trademark ginger attitude. He has girls falling all over him, begging him to be there boyfriend but he only has eyes for one girl, Hermione. Right?

Ginny is unlike any of her brothers in the Weasley clan although as it may be, she does have the trademark of the family with blue eyes to match. She is 3 inches shorter than Harry which puts her around 5'6". Instead of being hot tempered all the time, Ginny stays loose and laid back... well, until you make her mad. Ginny has the perfect hourglass figure that any girl would kill for. Her body curves in all the right places and she is lean with a little meat on her bones.

Now, Hermione is the one you have to look out for. She could turn any guys head just by standing or sitting doing nothing. She stands at about 5'7" with caramel curls that fall down her back in curvy waves. She has honey, chocolate brown eyes, that anyone could admire, to match. Just like Ginny, Hermione has the perfect hourglass figure that happens to curve in all the right places. If it wasn't for the hair and eye color, anyone would think that they were twins.

Ginny moved closer to Hermione and whipered in her ear, "hey, look to your left, standing by the door." she said. Hermione nodded and turned slightly to the left to see what she was talking about. Hermione's jaw dropped. There stood the famous Draco Malfoy, and boy has mother nature been good to him. His dirty blonde hair has grown out a little and fell loosely in his face. Hermione could see the perfect line of his jaw and his stormy grey eyes that used to hold cold darkness, now holds nothing but what looked like hurt, sadness, joy and compassion. He was wearing a white tight fitting t-shirt that showed off his muscled chest and toned abs. Oh the wonders of what Quittach can do to a guy! Malfoy was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans that contrasted well with his white shirt and blonde hair.

He must have sensed the girls eyes on him because he looked in their direction and simply smiled with a small nod. The girls stood there in shock. Did he really just smile at them? Ginny and Hermione popped back into reality at the sound of Harry's voice. "Hey girls, you coming?" He asked. The girls nodded and followed him to the Great Hall. Hermione decided to hang back a little behind her friends to think over her thoughts before they entered the Hall to eat.

Harry slammed the doors open and walked in the Great Hall with Ginny on his left and Ron on his right. Everyone got quiet for a second but the shrugged it off and went back to their conversations. Hermione took this as her chance to slip over to the Gryffindor table without being seen. Fail. Epic. The second she set foot through the door everyone got super quiet. Hermione could feel every pair of eyes on her as she walked to her table and took her place between Ginny and Harry.

"I think you have admirers, Hermione," Harry whispered in Hermione's ear.

"What?!" Hermione looked around and alas Harry was right. Every guy had his eyes on Hermione including a pair of stormy grey ones. "Why are they looking at me like I am a prize?" Hermione whispered. She wasn't a prize to be won and she wasn't a trophy.

"You are not a prize what so ever Mione!" Harry said sternly. "You wanna know why I think they are staring at you?" Harry asked, whispering so only she could hear him.

"Why?" Hermione asked looking up at him expectantly.

"Because you are the most gorgeous girl to set foot in this castle and they are jealous because they can't say that they have someone as beautiful as you by their side." Harry said quietly, looking her in the eyes the whole time.

"Thank you, Harry." Hermione smiled while the giant blush that had appeared was still visible. "I'm glad I can call you one of my closest friends." Hermione said and wrapped her small arms around Harry's torso. The whole Gryffindor table was ablaze and they missed the calling of the Head Boy as they already knew Hermione was Head Girl. Unfortunatly, Hermione was the only one who heard the Head Boy's name be called. How is she supposed to get through this school year. With HIM around no less.

Hermione made to get up but someone's cold hand enclosed around her wrist. "Where are you going, Mione?" Of course. Her stupid boyfriend is once again always wanting to know where she is at all times.

Hermione took a deep breath. "If you must know, Ronald, I am headed to the library to read and relax. Now if you don't mind, release your grip on my wrist." Hermione said with a huff. She saw something in his eye that she hasn't seen before. It scared her, imensly. She didn't even know what was happening. One minute she was trying to pull her arm away from Ron's seemingly tight grip and then the next she was being dragged out of the Great Hall.

Hermione's POV

I watched the students around me as I walked into the Great Hall. I smiled at my friends who gave a cheeky grin in return. It is so nice to see them again... although Ron looks a bit out of it. I shrug it off and settle myself in between Harry and Ginny. Harry leans down and whispers in my ear. "I think you have admirers, Hermione." Harry says in my ear quietly.

"What?!" I screech. I poke my head out of the table and notice that alas he is correct. Every eye that belongs to a guy is trained on my every move. "Why are they looking at me like I am a Prize?" I ask him quitely, deverting my gaze back down to look at my plate.

"You are not a prize what so ever Mione!" Harry sternly whispers to my ear. "You wanna know why i think they are staring at you?" Harry asks, looking me in the eye.

"Why?" I ask him, focusing my gaze on his green pools.

"Because you are the most gorgeous girl to step foot into this castle and they are jealous because they can't say they have someone as beautiful as you by their side." Harry whispers so only I could hear him. At his words I turn a deep crimson color. I look back down at my plate and stay like for a second as I think everything through.

"Thank you, Harry." I say as I look back up to meet his stare. I wrap my small arms around his torso and without hesitation he hugs me back. "I am so glad that i can call you one of my closest friends." I say quietly.

"Me too," was his sweet reply. I unwrap my self from around him and focus on the new Head Mistress, who is now standing at the podium getting ready to make her normal speech.

"Good Evening and welcome back to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." McGonagall says smiling. "I hope everyone had a wonderful summer. This year, we have done something that we have never done before. All the seventh years have been asked if they would like to return this year as eighth years. This is in fact so they may finish their N.E. . We have also appointed two of our brightest witches to be given the honor of Head Boy and Head Girl. I would like to introuduce these fine students at this moment. From my very own house, the brightest witch of our age and a quarter of the Golden Trio, Miss Hermione Granger as Head Girl!" McGonagall announced.

Within an instant the Gryffindor table was ablaze with applause and 'congrats'. I strained to hear the Headmistress as she began to talk again. All I could make out was "and your new Head Boy is none other then the amaing Draco Malfoy!" well, oh well. The sound of her voice disappated from my range of hearing and i just shrugged. I will just ask Luna what she said later. WAIT! WHAT?! Did she just say that I have to spend the whole year alone with Draco Malfoy? We are going to kill each other! This is Malfoy for Godrik's sake! I can feel the blood drain from my face as I look around the table to see if anyone else heard her too. I breathe a sigh of relief. No one else heard her.

"Quiet down!" the Headmistress screechs. Instantly the entire Hall becomes a ghost town. Ever eye trained on her face, waiting for her to speak. "Now that I have your attention. Will the Heads please come to my office around 8 so I can show you to your new dorms. That is all for now. Let the feast begin!" Deliscious foods of all types appear in front of our faces. Ron, as always, is the first to stuff his face with sausage and bread. Harry takes some vanilla pudding and a chicken leg, taking a small bite out of it before sighing. Me and Ginny just picked at a peice of rye bread and drank our never ending suppply of pumkin juice. I think I will go to the library to get away from all of these eyes that seem to bore into my soul. I sigh and pick up my bag and books. I lean down to Ginny.

"I am headed to the library to get away from these eyes that seem to follow me." I say into her ear. She smiles and noddes waving at me. As I stand back up and start to head away to my escape, I feel a cold hand enclose my wrist.

"Where are you headed Mione?" Of course, my stupid boyfriend, Ronald Weasley wants to know where I am at all times.

"Well if you must know, Ronald, I am headed to the library to read and relax. Now if you don't mind, release your grip on my wrist." I snarl at him. He must have somehow mistaken it for something else because the next thing I know is that I am being pulled through the halls and into an alcove. He shoves me roughly against the wall and forcefully steals a kiss. He pushes his body hard against mine and squishes me between the wall and him. I raise my hands and put them on his chest. I shove him away roughly but to no avail. He just growls at me and stalks toward me again. I am mind splitting second, I raise my right hand and slap him hard across the face. Instintaniously his cheek goes red and a hand print visibly shows on his cheek.

He mends my body to the wall again but this time he pins my hands above my head. He bits down on my bottom lip and whimper a little. I want to kick him away, to make him leave me alone but my struggling is to no avail. He is too strong; all i can do is pray he doesn't do anything stupid. He molds his body with mine and i can feel his erection press into myinner right thigh. I scream but doubt that anyone can hear me. He moves from my lips to my neck and bits down hard, allowing a few drops of blood to drip to the floor. I cry out in pain but he won't stop. "Ronald Weasley, stop right this instant!" I yell at him but he doesn't flinch. Instead he grinds his hips into mine and i scream again.

"HEY!" a cold voice said behind Ron. "I do believe the lady asked you to stop. That is exactly what it means... STOP!" the voice hissed.

Ron just laughes evilly and waves his hand, not before grabbing me down there. I scream again and all of a sudden Ron is being pulled away from me and flung across the room. He lands with a thud on the stairs behind us and is lying motionless on the granite floor. I senk to the ground and the the tears I was biting back, flow endlessly. I can't believe he would do this to me. He tried to rape me! I tremble as I sit on the ground, I look up to see Malfoy walking towards me. I cry harder then before because I knew I would never hear the end of this. What he did next suprised me.

He walked over to where I was crumpled on the floor and picked me up in one motion. Draco starts walking off through the corridors. When I look up I don't recognize where we are headed. I find myself in front of a portrait of a young couple, maybe in their teens. Draco just nods as the gentle man smiles. As the portrait swings open, I realize we are in the new Heads Dorms. He walks me up to a door that says Hermione on it in red with a gold trimming. Draco slowly opens the door and walks over to the bed. Using wandless magic the covers pull back and he gently sets me down. I open my mouth to say thank you but he puts a finger to my lips.

"No need to say thank you," he whispers. He smiles at me. Yes he smiles at me and starts to walk away. Before he can get a two foot difference I close my hand around his wrist. He abruplty stops and slowly turns to look at me.

"Please... if you don't mind... um... will you... stay... here... with me..." I stutter. I blush feverishly but I need him here. I am scared that Ron will come back and try to rape me again. I can't even calm down after that insisdent. I look up to find him smiling down at me brightly. Draco nods his head and walks through, what I assume to be the bathroom and into his room to change. He comes back wearing no shirt and green pajama pants with the Slytherin logo in silver on his left leg. I can't help myself when my eyes graze over his toned chest and how his muscles ripple when he stretches.

Snap out of it Hermione! This is Draco freakin Malfoy for Godrik's sake! I mentally slap myself out of my daze as he lays down beside me. The next move suprises me imensly. He snakes his arms around my waist and pulls me flush against his chest. "Go to sleep, Hermione. I will still be here when you wake up." I yawn and smile as the last thought I have is my name rolling off of his tounge, then I am pulled into sweet oblivion.

Hey guys! Sorry about deleting the chapters but, in all honesty, they weren't that good. So I decided to restart and I think it turned out quite well. Please let me know what you think about this new change lol. R&R! It means a lot to know what you guys think about my writing! Thank you to all of my fellow followers, reviewers, and favoriters! I love you guys! A special thanks to JazzyBizzle who helped me with this! Love you girl!

Until Next time...

I solemnly swear that I am up too no good!

Mel :)