A/N: Ok so this is my first Fan Fic so tell me how you all think its going and whether or not I should continue it!

Disclaimer: I wish I was cool enough to own Harry Potter. Enough said.

Without further a due, here is chapter one of New Love, New Feelings.

Chapter One

Today is my first day into my seventh year at Hogwarts and things have been much different. For one, I am now the Head Girl. Then, the Golden Trio has been labeled as war heroes so naturally Harry, Ron and I have become very popular in the school. When Voldemort was defeated, most of the Death Eaters simply disappeared into the shadows except for the few that still try to practice has awful works. But they are handled by the Aurors shortly after they attack.

But besides those changes, the more frightening one is the fact that I will be sharing dormitories with Draco Malfoy. For the sake of the peace of the school, I hope we can put our differences aside because he can be a real pain in the arse. As Head Boy and Girl, we have to patrol the school three times a week on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, we have to help plan school events, organize the first through fourth years and we even have the same schedule. This is going to be a long school year.

"Hello Hermione? Are you there? Anybody home"

My eyes focus in on the red-head waving her hand in front of my face, pulling me out of my thoughts. I quickly shake my head as Ginny's face comes into view.

"What? Oh, I'm sorry Ginny."

"Well now that I have your attention, do exactly as I instruct. Drop your fork just behind you and on your way up look inconspicuously over at the Slytherin table."

"Why would I do that? What business do I have looking over there?"

Before I know it my fork hits the floor with a loud clang and Ginny is speaking in an odd mechanical voice.

"Oops! Hermione I am soo sorry! I really did not mean to drop your fork on the floor!"

"Thanks a lot Ginny," I mumble. "Now I have to do more unnecessary work."

"What's that Hermione? You need help? OK I'm coming!"

What on Earth has gotten into this girl? But before I know it, she's speaking in my ear.

"Now when you get your fork, look at the Slytherin table. You have a….secret admirer."

She giggles again and then she's gone. Who could be a secret admirer from the Slytherins? That makes no sense. But out of curiosity, I do as she instructs. And sure enough someone is staring at me. His steely grey eyes are searching my face. His blonde hair compliments his intense features. I can't help dropping my gaze to his lips. He bites is lower lip and I can't help but notice that it's kind of cute. But before I can note anything else, I'm pulled away roughly by a giggling Ginny.

"See! I told you he was looking!"

"Ginny, the only reason he was looking was because you threw my fork on the floor and made a scene."

"OK, whatever you say Mi. Oh and Harry finally grew some balls and asked me out!"

I sighed shaking my head at the all-too eager red-head. Harry has had a crush on Ginny and vice versa for as long as anyone could remember. But with the war, they could not sort out their feelings and struggled time and time again with awkward looks and almost-kisses.

"Right, well that's brilliant Ginny. I hope it works out for your sake."

"So, Hermione, has anyone caught your eye yet? There has to be someone…"

"Ginny! The first day of school has barely even begun!"

"Yea, but you've known everyone since five years ago in our first year!"

Good point. Well as Hermione Granger, I have a reputation to keep. I don't have time for boys. I need to study my notes and do exceptionally well this year. I have no choice. I have my books and school work to keep me occupied…usually. As of late re-reading notes and books have become a bore. Yes, yes I know. Shocking that Hermione Granger can get bored from reading but it's finally happened.

"Well, the answer to your question is 'no'. I don't fancy anyone at this school. Really, I just don't have time to start a relationship. Not with exams-"

"Not with exams at the end of the school year! Come on Hermione! Live a little and don't be such a bookworm!"

With that, I became frustrated and I raised my voice to a higher octave.

"OK. What do you want me to do? Find some random bloke and shag him senseless?

Ginny can tell that I've become upset and she backs off.

"Aw, come off it! I didn't mean that." So this conversation is not important to her anymore? Why is this girl so damn confusing?

"This is the end of the conversation. Really, it's none of your business what my social life is like with the opposite sex." And with that, I storm out of the Great Hall, turning many heads in the process.

"Eugh," I sigh. "I need to find something to do before I go mad…."

"Hmm. Talking to yourself there, Granger?"

I would recognize that voice anywhere. I roll my eyes as I turn my head to look at him directly in the face.

"What do you want now, Malfoy? I really don't need you and your comments here right now."

He gasps in mock horror, putting his hand over his heart, as he walks closer to me slowly.

"I, Draco Malfoy am not wanted by Hermione Granger? I'm so hurt! I thought bookworms were supposed to know about human feelings."

What's with everyone calling me a bookworm? I sigh, defeated and try a new tactic to get him talking instead. I clasp my hands together and bat my eyelashes.

"Oh sweet Draco," Never thought those words would come out of my mouth. "What do I owe you for this blissful visit? Why have you graced me with your presence?" What did I just say?

But before I can muse over my thoughts for too long, Malfoy is speaking to me again.

"Now that's more like it! And since you brought it up, why the devil were you screaming about shagging some random bloke at the school? I don't quite believe that is something you would do, Granger."

He's whispering now in my ear and sometime along his speech, my back hit the corridor wall. But for some unknown reason, I don't push him away and I'm feeling oddly confident despite my position in this current situation.

"How do you know Malfoy?" I spit his surname and continue. "Why do you seem so sure that I haven't fucked someone and gotten on with it?" I would never do that. I strongly believe in waiting for the right 'forever' guy.

He doesn't even look phased by what I said and he's softly clicking his tongue at me.

"Language, Granger, language!" He shakes his head and smirks. "As for how I know, well I just don't think you're up for the challenge."

He's so close. Close enough that I can smell his breath: chocolate and strawberries and for some mysterious reason, my breathing gets faster at his proximity. I'm trapped in the depths of his silvery eyes. Why and how the hell is he having this effect on me?

"Why don't you think that I'd be 'up for the challenge'? It's not like you know me that well." His hands are on either side of my head on the wall behind me.

"Ah, so it may seem. You might think that I don't know anything about you, but I pay very close attention. I know that your favorite color is aqua, your favorite book just so happens to be a Muggle book called To Kill a Mockingbird." With every fact he has, brought his face closer to mine and he brushes his lips against mine and I gasp. I close my eyes in anticipation, but before I know it, he's pulling away.

"Shit." He mutters under his breath. "Stupid Weasels."

"What?" I ask breathlessly.

"Your precious Ron and his sister are coming. I can hear them. Dammit." I can't hear anything because of the blood rushing in my ears and head. Taking in my condition he pushes himself off of the wall and he smirks. And for some reason, I find myself cursing Ron and Ginny too.

"Hermione! Hermione? Where are you? I'm sorry for what I said earlier! I didn't mean it!" That would be Ginny.

"Come on out Mi! She said she was sorry!" And that would be Ron.

My attention is then drawn back to Malfoy.

"Mi? What kind of nickname is that? Pathetic, Weasel…" Is that a hint of…jealousy I hear? No, it can't be, can it? See ya around, Granger." I watch him walk down the hall with one lingering thought on my mind: Draco Malfoy almost kissed me. And I almost allowed it. My eyes widen at the thought and my breathing picks up again.

"Hermione, is that you?" I hear Ginny calling for me but I don't answer. "Oh, Hermione! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean wha-"

I know that my breathing has calmed down but I must still look weird because she narrows her eyes suspiciously. She looks down the corridor and watches as Malfoy's silhouette disappears around the corner and turns to look at me again.

"What just happened here?" She points her finger and me and looks down the corridor once more. "Was that Malfoy?" Ron then looks down the long hallway and back at me with his eyebrows furrowed, clearly confused. I try to clear my head by shaking it back and forth and I answer Ginny's question honestly. "I-I don't really know, Ginny. Believe me; I'm just as confused as you are."

And I really am. What just happened and what exactly does this mean? But despite my confusion, I feel….giddy? I silently replay the events over in my head and smile, receiving a suspicious look from both Ginny and Ron. As the three of us walk back to the Gryffindor common room, one final thought crosses my head: How do I feel about what Draco Malfoy?

Thank you for reading! I would be delighted if you could review. This is my first Fan Fic and I would like some feedback on how I did. If you didn't like it, just tell me and I won't continue. Believe me, I won't be offended. Thanks so much.

~torye