A/N: Well I just started this Dramione fic!! I hope you people like it!! I'll have to thank one of my very closest friends for this inspiration! ;P

I want to give thank you to both of my Beta's: Cuilleann and Kaspamy!!

Story Title: Obey Me
Chapter Title: Present Me (1/?)
Word Count: 1090
Author: luvr4fantanim
Rating: T
Summary: Its 7th year in Hogwarts and for Hermione that means Head Girl! But a certain Head Boy gets on her nerves and she takes it too far making her receive a punishment with him by them take turns to obey each other! They'll kill each other! Would they?

Chapter 1: Present Me

And I don't deserve this
This time right now
It's not something for which I can take the bow
And I don't deserve this
It wasn't me
I can't take glory for something that I can't be
I don't deserve this

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Hermione's POV

Why? Why?! WHY?!

What in Merlin's name have I done to deserve this?! I swear I have not lied, cheated or hurt anyone! …Badly. Still. WHY?!

I used to be a perfectly happy person, and then I received that note. The note telling me that I was chosen to be Head Girl this year. I felt so happy and grateful for the fact that I had accomplished one of my most desired dreams, that that I ran around telling every person in the Burrow. Well, at least until Fred and George decided to make fun of me.

I was sort of wondering who the Head Boy was when I realized that neither Harry nor Ron received a letter. (The letter that I received left no hint to who the Head Boy might be.) I quickly thought of the rest of the candidates from other houses but that left much to be desired. I hoped it would be someone from my own house or at least someone who I could talk to and get along with.

But I wasn't expecting him!

So when we were walking down Platform 9 ¾ and stepped into the train I put on my badge. I told Harry and Ron that I needed to go to the Head compartment. It was something that was required for the Heads to do so that they would organize themselves for the first Prefect meeting. I walked up until I was in front of the door, while still debating who it will be since I didn't see any Gryffindor boys missing from their compartments.

Imagine my surprise when I opened the door and found myself staring at a pair of gray eyes and a smirk. And the smirk became smug in his handsome (I'll give him that much) face when the first words out of my mouth were:

"WHAT THE HELL?! MALFOY?!"

Then, to top it all off, I pointed my finger at him and let my mouth drop open like a five-year-old.

Fan-fucking-tastic.

Draco's POV

Where is an Inmobulus charm when you need one?

I swear the look on Granger's face was priceless. And she supposedly is the "smartest witch of our generation." HAH! Smart my ass. How could she not know that it was going to be me?

I never doubted that it was going to be her with her "good word" on Dumbledore (who knows what else she could've done to convince the old geezer) and to top it all off: best friends with Potty and Weasel; all of this apart from her know-it-all character. That practically screams "MAKE ME HEAD GIRL"!

Even though she does look better than she has years before…

….WTF?! You did not just think that about the Queen of Mudbloods.

At least she's better than Pansy. Shudder. I swear that girl has an obsession with me. Can't she get what "stay the fuck away from me" means? Does she have dementia or something? I mean, I know we used to be friends but now that she's become me-obsessed it's just not possible.

I was still smirking at Granger's open mouth, and it widened when she realized what she was doing and blushed with embarrassment.

I smirked at this. I enjoyed making her feel embarrassed. Or frustrated. Or annoyed.

"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" she asked with a tinge of hope that I detected in her tone of voice.

"And they say that you are the smartest witch of our generation, Granger." I drawled.

She sighed, sounding defeated, while I smirked once more. What a great way to start the year, crushing the hopes of a Mudblood. She sat in the corner farthest from me, probably thinking I would pull a knife on her or something.

So I went closer to her, while putting my legs up beside her. She flinched and I bet it was her Gryffindor courage that wouldn't let her get away.

"So now what, Malfoy?" she asked, crossing her arms and trying to destroy my legs with her glare.

"Umm, unless you haven't noticed I'm Head Boy and you're…"

"I get the point!" she snapped. "I meant how will we do this." She said waving her arms.

I smirked; I knew exactly what would tick her off.

"Well we have a common room to ourselves so we'll have plenty of time for this." I said, mimicking her gesture and giving her an exaggerated leer.

She threw me a disgusted look once she caught my meaning. As an added plus, she blushed.

"Well, ferret boy, I meant the work. Besides, in Hogwarts: A History they say that…."

The last thing I remember after that was looking out the window before falling asleep.

Doesn't she ever get tired of that fucking book?!

Hermione's POV

Stupid ferret boy. Correction, stupid perverted asshole hot ferret boy.

….Did I just think that?! DELETE! DELETE!

Either way, HOW DARE HE FALL ASLEEP!? Even though he does look better like that since nothing is coming out of his mouth… He looks innocent, almost angelic and- ARGGG STOP IT HERMIONE YOUR MIND IS MESSING WITH YOU!!!!

Still, I'm not going to be the one doing all the work this year! This is the year Draco Malfoy will not have the last laugh, and I have just the plan to do it. This is going to be the year that Draco Malfoy will be working for me!

A/N: Well what do you think? I just want to know that. Do I continue or do I do something else with the story? Hmmm. Anyway thanks for reading this! It means a lot!