A/N: Hello guys! I am every bit excited to write this fic (my first!). I am actually a Dramione shipper, but this time I thought I'd try something different, not new, but different. I would really love to thank Jo (J.K Rowling) for writing Harry Potter series and letting us add our imagination to it. She is the best in what she does. You guys might be wondering why I chose 'Pride and Prejudice' as the title. Don't fret, I'm not a Jane Austen fan who's going to share extracts from her book. Pride here refers to Nadia, who is a Gryffindor, and Prejudice refers to Draco, who is obviously a Slytherin. Clever, am I not… *evil laugh*. Now, how about I give you a bit of head start about the way this fic is set? I know you guys read the summary, but still, a few lines of intro won't hurt right?

P.S: Sorry for writing such a huge A/N (ToT). I know you are going to hate them from now on.

~Harry and Nadia Potter had many twists and turns in their life but none was as drastic as this. The sixth year is over, but how it ended was a shock to them. There were so many questions that needed answers. Why didn't Draco Malfoy kill Albus Dumbledore when he had the chance? Why did he leave the protection of the Dark Lord and come to the light side? Is he acting as a spy, or did he really change his heart to do some good? And there are other things that need to questioned. For one, his loyalty to the Light side, and for the other, his sudden and strong attraction to Nadia Potter. Why did he call off his engagement with the very beautiful Slytherin, Astoria Greengrass, after his father's death? Why get attached to the green eyed wonder and complicate an already complicated life. And the most important part, why was Nadia returning his feelings? We are about to find out~

Hope is all we have…

Severus Snape and Albus Dumbledore were sitting in the headmaster's office. Albus's eyes lacked the twinkle they always held, and his body lacked the strength he was known for. The headmaster extended his blacked and shrivelled hand towards Snape, who looked at it with eyes full of remorse, hurt and fear. Severus Snape wasn't known to lose his composure or betray any emotions, but at that moment this hands were shaking a bit as he took Dumbledore's hand in his.

"How long, Severus?" the headmaster asked softly.

"A few more weeks." His voice didn't show how much it pained him to utter those words.

Dumbledore smiled slightly and withdrew his hands from Snape's. Snape scowled at him. Why didn't the old man understand that he was dying! Why didn't he understand he was leaving Snape alone in the world where no one trusted him, where no one believed in him. Dumbledore seemed to have read his mind and stopped smiling, though the twinkle had returned to his eyes.

"Don't let anger and hurt cloud your mind, my boy." Dumbledore whispered. "You have a task at hand, that no one else but you can do."

Snape scoffed. A task! He didn't have just a task, he had many tasks that no one else, but he, can do. Acting as a double agent for Dumbledore, for one and saving Draco Malfoy's arse from getting in trouble for another. His scowl deepened at the mere thought of the insolent boy, who was also his Godson. The unbreakable vow he had made to Narcissa, of protecting her son from danger and helping him in the task he was assigned was long ago broken when Draco forfeited the mission he was given. But Severus was still bound by duty to help Draco, as his Godfather. He couldn't help but feel a bit relieved that boy had made the decision of leaving the dark side, even though it can cost him his life. Dumbledore, too, had made the correct choice by providing him and his mother with the Order's protection. The members of the order hadn't exactly welcomed them with open arms. It was only Molly Weasely, Remus Lupin and Nyphandora Tonks Lupin who didn't make a huge deal out of it.

He secretly was pleased at Lucius Malfoy's death. Malfoy Sr. was like a magnet that pulled his family into danger. Draco, too, wasn't very fond of his father and quickly recovered from his death. But Narcissa, she loved Lucius with all her heart and was undeniably loyal to him. His death had pushed her into a trauma that was hard to recover from. But for her son's sake, she was trying her level best to cope up with the pain. The only thing that made her join the Order was the knowledge that the dementor that took Lucius's life was sent by Voldemort. Surprisingly, Molly and Tonks were doing all they could to help Narcissa, and the lady in question was actually accepting their help. Tonks was still Narcissa's niece, but Molly was a Weasely. How they both seemed to be getting along, was a mystery to Severus.

He looked at Dumbledore, eager to change the topic of discussion.

"Who have you decided to make the heads this year?" he asked. He already knew that Draco was going to be the head boy, for his own protection, but the head girl, he had no idea. There was, after all, a very tough tie between Nadia Potter and Hermione Granger.

"Hmmmm…" Dumbledore seemed to be thinking but to Severus, it was like he was being mocked. "Miss Granger and Miss Potter are the two most exceptional women. But if we see from the prospective of our need, Severus, Miss Potter will be the ideal head girl."

Snape raised an eyebrow.

"Why her, and not Miss Granger?"

Dumbledore smiled at him, making Severus's jaw tighten. What's with the toothy display?

"We have known them for six years now, Severus and still you ask." He chuckled.

Severus was positively irritated now.

"Forgive me, Albus." He sneered. "but I don't see any difference in their behaviours. Both are snotty bookworms, insufferable know-it-alls and –"

"Are you sure, Severus?" Dumbledore interrupted him, his eyes twinkling. "Is that how they really are?"

"I was just going to add, before you rudely interrupted me." He said, scowling. Dumbledore gestured him to continue. "And... both of them have great determination, which cannot be swayed easily."

"Very good, Severus." Dumbledore eyes were twinkling madly now. "You do know them well. Now tell me, are there any differences in them?"

Severus thought for a while. Yes, there were differences in them. Not many, but they were there.

"Miss Potter is a bit, very slightly easier to tolerate." He said plainly

"And..?" Dumbledore urged him on.

"She might not kill Draco and vis-a-vis." He said quickly.

"Is that all?" Dumbledore asked.

Snape nodded curtly.

"I'd like to add a few points from my side, if you don't mind that is." Dumbledore said. Severus gave him a look clearly saying you-are-going-to-spit-it-out-anyway. Dumbledore chuckled lightly. He clasped his hands on the table and looked at Severus.

"They both are great women, but they do have more than slight different natures." He said, explaining it to Severus like it was the subject he used to teach in his days as a transfiguration professor. "Miss Potter doesn't get upset easily, unless someone talks in a wrong way about her friends and the people she cares about. Miss Granger is a bit more sensitive and will react for any person in question, which is a property that will irk our young Draco to no end. Miss Potter, unlike her house mates, is more careful when it comes to decision making and avoids taking up reckless ideas-" Snape was nodding at this point-"and finally, she can change a person from head to toe in a short period of time. I'm sure she can do the same with Draco and rid him of his prejudices."

Snape was frowning now. If the Potter girl was made the head girl, how did Albus expect her to change Malfoy. They will be meeting just once or twice a week and that too reluctantly. Won't that be a very short time period.

"But, why Albus?" he asked. "Why are all these qualities needed in the head girl? It's not as if she can change his mind set during classes, or rounds or Prefect meetings."

Albus Dumbledore all but grinned at him, which promoted murderous thoughts in Severus's mind.

"Because, Severus." He said, his eyes gleaming. "they are going to be sharing a dormitory."

Severus practically jumped off his chair in shock. He could neither believe his ears, nor Dumbledore's thinking process. Had the old man finally lost his senses, or was he wishing an early death. The Potter girl and Draco sharing a dormitory… the statement sounded absurd in his own head. They were after each other's blood most of the time and them sharing a dormitory would be no less than a disaster. He had never contemplated this move. Thinking that they were going to have separate dormitories, he had accepted for Draco to be made the Head boy as Slytherins could be a threat to him. Severus sneered at Dumbledore.

"Have you completely lost it, Albus!" he bit out. "Malfoy and Potter are arch enemies! They can bite each other's heads off if they are kept in the same room for more than an hour and you are going to make them share a common room. Really, Albus, do have any sense of what you are doing!"

Albus Dumbledore smiled and this time Severus almost stepped forwards to throttle him.

"I gave you my reasons, Severus." He said. "you heard me, and you agreed. Now all you have to do is trust me and prepare their dormitory to live in."

Severus was breathing heavily. He thought through all the points Albus gave him and calmed down a bit. Maybe, just maybe, it might work out.

"Do you think they might put aside their disputes for this task?" he asked.

"Hope is all we have, Severus…. Hope is all we have." Dumbledore said, as if he was tired.

The statement was so ironic that Snape wanted roll his eyes. A dying man talking about hope. Sure.

"Fine." He spat. "but who's going to tell them. I am most certainly not interested to have babbling and shouting teenagers within my reach. Or do you want to tell them after they have arrived at Hogwarts?"

"I'm going to the headquarters tonight." Albus said. "I'll talk to Mr. Malfoy then. There are just two weeks for the school to start, after all"

"And Miss Potter?" Severus asked.

"I'm sure she'll be far more understanding."

Severus seriously doubted that.

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Ron, Hermione, Harry and Nadia were lazing around in their train compartment. Nadia was sitting beside her brother, her head on his shoulder, her Lightning Bolt, the French model of Firebolt which her brother had, was in her hand. Her and Harry were servicing her broom in a train compartment. Hermione was reading a muggle novel that neither the boys nor Nadia knew about. Ron was polishing his worn out chess set and was simultaneously eating chocolate frogs. Talk about cleaning.

Nadia had her head girl batch pinned to her robes. She looked at it and then back to Hermione. When Nadia was told that she was to be the head girl, her first look was directed towards Hermione who was looking genuinely happy, but at the same time a bit disappointed. When the party thrown in her honour was over, she had talked to Hermione about the sheer injustice about making her the head girl because Nadia wasn't even a prefect. Hermione had just dismissed it with a friendly hug and smile and had told her that Nadia deserved it. Nadia didn't press it because she knew Hermione too well, and had an idea how awkward she would become afterwards.

Suddenly, Nadia wanted to throw something and had an urge to kick her trunk. All these reactions because she remembered who her male counterpart was. None other than the ferret, Draco Malfoy.

She lifted her head from Harry's shoulder and sat up straight. She couldn't believe it was happening. She would have to correspond with Malfoy more often than before, that thought was enough to ruin her entire day, no, make it a week. She glanced at her watch and sighed. She, Ron and Hermione had to go for the Prefect's meeting in the prefect's compartment for discussing some vital things. She didn't want to leave Harry on his own and definitely didn't want to go and see Malfoy's face. She tied her straight, jet black hair into a messy bun and stood up from her seat.

Hermione, Ron and Harry looked up at her.

"Ron, Hermione, let's go. Its time already." She said. Hermione immediately got up and kept her book on her seat. Ron clearly didn't want to abandon his chocolate frogs or Harry. He reluctantly got up and stretched a bit. They all looked at Harry, who was clearly looking less than happy at the prospect. Nadia messed up his hair and grinned when he shot her a glare.

Hermione was more considerate and looked at her friend.

"We'll ask Ginny and Neville if they can give you some company." She said

"We won't be long, trust me I don't want to be long." Nadia said and sighed dejectedly.

Harry smiled at her in a way that always boosted her confidence.

"You've had worse." He shrugged.

"We'll see you in a bit." Ron said and the two prefects and the head girl exited the compartment. Ron offered to find Ginny and Neville.

"Don't be long." Hermione warned. Ron rushed off with a quick nod.

Hermione and Nadia walked together towards the prefect's compartment. Hermione seemed to have noticed her best friend's slumped shoulders but she also knew the reason.

"Nadia." She called softly.

Bright green eyes answered her call. Hermione was sometimes amazed how beautiful her and Harry's eyes were. She had sometimes wondered what it must be like having a twin, having someone you can share everything with. But she couldn't think about that matter without shedding a few tears as she remembered her parents and how they didn't remember her anymore. So she had stopped thinking about family altogether. Her main concern was the war and how the light side is going to win it.

"It's not that bad." She continued.

"I know." Nadia groaned. "I'm probably over reacting, but…why Malfoy! It could have been Terry. Why him!"

"It's not like you have to be with him the entire day." Nadia gave Hermione a look. But Hermione stared back resolutely. "As soon as the duties start, you'll be so busy with everything that the head boy would be the last thing on your mind." She consoled.

"That doesn't change the fact that I'll have to put up with him." Nadia replied, a little less down.

"We have put up with him for the last two months of summer and six years before that. You can do this." Hermione said and gave her friend an encouraging smile.

Nadia smiled slightly in return, feeling glad that Hermione was with her.

"Now come on Head Girl." Hermione said, clapping her hand on Nadia's back. "Have some composure." And grinned at her.

Nadia did exactly the same as they neared the Prefect's compartment, and grinned back at Hermione. Nadia had just put her hand on the door to slide it open, when Hermione and she saw Ron running back to them. When Ron caught up with them, she took a deep breath and slid open the door. To her astonishment, the prefects started cheering and clapping. She couldn't help but grin at them as Hermione and Ron, too, started cheering.

Even the Slytherin Prefects were clapping politely and smiling at her. This was her reward for treating every person from each house with respect and equality, and she felt proud of herself. The only person who looked like he wanted to be anywhere but here was the Head Boy himself. She tried her best to ignore him.

"Ok, ok, Jeez calm down!" she said finally, but was still smiling.

Everybody felt silent and she quietly went over and stood beside Malfoy, distancing herself from him as much as she could. Malfoy was obliging. The Prefect's compartment was larger than other, normal, compartments. There was a semi-circular wooden table and on its outer side were eight comfortable chairs for two prefects from each house. In front of them was a plain rectangular table behind which the Head Girl and the Head Boy sat. Currently, the people in question were standing on the either side of it, clearly not interested to sit together.

Nadia cleared her throat lightly and the small amount of muttering stopped.

"So…I have been made the new head girl and…uh….Malfoy here has been made the head boy." She heard a few grunts not supporting the decision but no one said anything and she continued.

"Right now we are just going to give you a few instructions, which are stupendously boring, but listen anyway. So first off, you all can deduct points from house of the offender but please do not be bias on that matter. Whatever house the offender belongs to, should be punished, even if it's your own house. Second, don't skive off your rounds." She told them gravely. "In these times, we cannot afford to be careless. Try to cover every place in the castle where you detect any kind of activity. Do you understand?" everyone nodded seriously. Even Malfoy nodded slightly in agreement. "Good. Malfoy," she turned towards him. "Do you want to say something?"

He didn't look at her, but removed his hands from his pockets and stood facing the prefects.

"In Hogwarts," he started. "when you will be doing your rounds, always be alert. Do not take these rounds casually. A single mistake from your side, and you and your partner can be flat out dead." He said gravely. Everyone was staring at him with wide eyes and rapt attention. Terry Boot actually looked like he could take out a notepad and note it all down. "No one can be trusted in these times. You spot any suspicious movement, alert all the prefects and the heads, also notify any professor you can get to quickly. The death eaters can be roaming free in the castle, for all we know."

"It's because of you the Death Eaters actually entered the castle, Malfoy." Hannah Abbott said, fixing him with an accusing glare.

Malfoy scowled deeply and was about to throw abuses at the girl when the name tumbled out of Nadia's mouth without her permission.

"Hannah." She reprimanded with a bit of edge.

Hannah shrunk back in her chair, looking a bit upset about being told off.

Ron and Hermione and the other prefects were staring at her oddly but no one said anything.

"And mind you," she said. "if it's a wrong call, I won't be so forgiving. My sleep is very dear to me."

Everyone in the compartment chuckled. Nadia didn't understand what the joke was but was relieved that atmosphere had lightened.

"So we are just going to pair you off for now, so that you can do your rounds in the train." She said and looked at Malfoy, who didn't look very interested.

"So, Padma and Terry, you move on first then Hannah and Ron…" and she started pairing them. Malfoy interrupted only once because he thought that Daphne and Jamie Sullivan should not be paired together because they were friends and wouldn't concentrate on the rounds. Nadia had to agree with him because he had a point.

"And remember, don't skive off!" she told them one last time and they filed out of the compartment. She sighed and glanced at Malfoy who didn't have any intention to leave, at least that's what it looked like. Ron and Hermione were waiting for her at the entrance, watching Malfoy warily. He just scowled at them but didn't move.

"A word, Potter." He said, when she was about to leave.

Ron, Hermione and Nadia shared a look.

"Well, talk." Nadia replied calmly.

"Alone." He drawled.

Nadia raised an eyebrow. She was having problems trusting Malfoy and there he was asking, more like demanding, to talk to her alone.

"No way!" Ron spat. "Nad, come on."

"No, wait Ron." She said impassively. "I'll be a minute."

Ron looked at Malfoy suspiciously and then turned to her. She nodded assuring. Hermione took Ron out by his arm and slid the compartment door shut behind

"What?" she snapped, turning towards him.

Malfoy rolled his eyes looking utterly bored.

"I have no interest standing here with you, but Dumbledore told me to tell you that…" he took a deep breath, as if he was having trouble saying the words. "…we are…uh…going to be sharing a dormitory."

Nadia stood there, her arms folded over her chest taking in the news calmly and then she smirked.

"Seriously, Malfoy." She said. "You couldn't come up with anything better?"

Malfoy's jaw tightened looking like he was going to lash out. He shoved his hands into his pocket and looked at her without a hint of humour.

"I'm not joking about this, Potter." He said tightly. "Dumbledore came to the headquarters two weeks ago and gave me the unfortunate news."

Nadia rolled her eyes. The boy was certainly dim.

"And why wouldn't he tell me when I was in the same house?" she asked sweetly.

Malfoy smirked.

"He said you'll take it better than I did. No shouting, not opposing the ridiculous idea and stuff. But clearly he was wrong. You are worse." Malfoy laughed. "Not believing it, that's not what I did."

Nadia flattered a bit at that and scowled at him.

"That's a really pathetic joke, Malfoy." She snapped. "Head Girls and Head Boys have had separate dormitories since this trend started and now you come up to me and say we are going to be sharing a dormitory! Hell yeah." She huffed.

"Say whatever you want." He shrugged. "You'll see soon enough."

"That I will." She hissed and stormed out of the compartment.

"See you in the dorm, Potter." She heard him call out from somewhere behind.

"You wish, Malfoy." She muttered to herself and went into her own compartment.

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