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Chapter 1

"It has been two months since the Dark Lord was killed. It's hard to believe it's all over; it seems too good to be true," I tell myself. Since I've come to Hogwarts, I've never had just an ordinary year. There's always been drama or chaos, and now, I don't even know what to expect from Hogwarts. Speaking of which, I don't know whether I'm going back for my second year. Surely I've got to finish my NEWTS, but I don't know about Ron or Harry.

A tawny brown owl scratches on my window, to I get off my fluffy, white bed and open the letter. It's from Hogwarts asking me back for my second year, just as I expected, and unsurprisingly, asking me to be head girl.

"Mom! Dad!" I yell. "I'm going back to Hogwarts! And I'm head girl!" My mom and dad come up to my room and hug and congratulate me.

"We're so proud of you, honey!" my mom says; my dad just nods and hugs me again. I'm so glad I've got my parents back. After the battle at Hogwarts, I waited one month before restoring their memories. Now they've been back for 31 days, and I'm especially glad. I didn't realize how much I missed them until they were back.

I get two letters; one from Ron, one from Harry, and the last from Ginny. I open Ron's first.

"Dear Hermione,

How're you? We're doing just fine here at the Burrow, but it's weird having to watch Harry and Ginny snogging all the time! Talk about gross! George and Mum are still rather depressed about Fred, though; George doesn't joke around like he used to.

I've just gotten my Hogwarts letter, and I knew you'd got yours too. I just know you're going back, Mione!

I really miss you, and I expect we'll be seeing each other soon, but unfortunately, I'm not going back to school. Harry and I have just been accepted into the Auror program! I hope you're doing okay!

With Love,

From Ron"

Harry said the same thing, except with a few added touches. Ginny's letter just talked about Harry, and how things were between both of them, a little bit complaining about Ron being a git, and how she missed Fred. It also said that she would be buying all her textbooks at Diagon Alley later today, and it would be fun if we met. I scrawled a quick reply to Harry, Ron, and Ginny accepting their invitations, telling them about my parents, and letting them know I would see them soon.

This year is certainly going to be different! I thought. For one, Ginny and I would be in the same year, and I would miss Harry and Ron.

I get up, shower, and once I'm dressed, grab a corned beef sandwich, some money, and apparate to Diagon Alley.

I go to Flourish and Blotts and buy my entire seventh year textbooks, as well as the latest edition of Hogwarts: A History. As I'm leaving the store, I bump into someone, and drop several of my books. As I'm about to pick them up, the person does, and I get a glimpse of his face. It's Malfoy. His platinum blonde hair falls in his face as he gathers my books, and I can't help but notice how gorgeous he is. His arms have developed, and he looks more masculine.

He finishes gathering my books and hands them to me. "Sorry," he mumbles, and before I can even ask why, he's disappeared.

I leave the store, and as I walk into the Leaky Cauldron, I see a familiar glint of long, red hair. "Ginny!" I yell, running towards her. She stands up from her booth and envelopes me in a long, tight hug.

"Hermione, I've missed you so much!" she says, looking me up and down.

"I missed you too, Ginny! How's Harry?" I ask, raising an eyebrow. She flushes red, her cheeks matching her hair.

"He's fine!" she replies. "More than fine actually," she says as we slide in to a booth. "We've been getting so much more…. Physical," she says, blushing again. Oh. So have they had sex? I laugh and smile, trying not to picture Ginny and Harry snogging round the clock, all day, and every day. "How are things with Ron," she asks.

"I haven't seen him in almost a month, actually. It's strange because he doesn't make me feel the same way that he used to. Whenever we kiss, I try so hard to feel something, but I just can't, if you know what I mean." She nods, understandingly. I just don't think it's right? What's wrong with me?

"Sometimes it's like that." She says. "I felt that way with all the boys I dated, except for Harry. At first it was something, and then it became nothing. It's not love… just infatuation; temporary love," she tells me.

I nod in agreement, and order a butterbeer. Ginny and I drink, eat, walk, and talk for the rest of the day, discussing topics like boys, sex, Fred, the war, Hogwarts, and Quidditch. At 6:00pm, after about 2 hours, we apparate to the Burrow.

"Good evening, Mrs. Weasley," I say to Ginny's mom as she gives me and Ginny a hug.

"Hello, Hermione," she says, "I hope you're doing alright. How're you and your parents?" she questions me.

"Very well, thank you," I reply and smile warmly. Before I can say another word, Harry and Ron apparate at the same time in ront of me with a loud crack, frightening the living daylight out of me.

What the hell? Alright, chill Hermione. Cool it. Cool it…

"Hello, Ronald. Hello, Harry," I tell them calmly as they smile at me. Harry grabs me and hugs me gently, and moves to stand next to Ginny. Harry kisses her on the cheek and grabs her waist, pulling her closer. Physical indeed… Ron envelopes me into a bone-crushing hug, and quickly finds my mouth with his. He kisses me, and when he pulls away. I'm breathless. Come on!?

I try so hard to feel something every time, but try as I might, it's impossible. Of course I've love Ron, but I'm not sure if it's in that way.

I spend about a half hour at the Burrow, making small talk and catching up, just like old times, but when it's finally time to go, I say goodbye and apparate home. I eat a burger, and watch an episode of American Idol before I go to bed.

It's about a week until the September 1st, and I just eat, sleep, owl my friends, watch TV, and repeat. On the last day of august, however, my mum helps me pack and get ready for school. We arrive at King's Cross station at 11:30 and Mrs. Weasley is here with Ron, Harry, and Ginny.

After about a billion hugs from the Weasleys and Harry, a (really bad, unwanted) kiss from Ron, and a million more hugs, Ginny and I finally board the train.

We get into our usual compartment with Neville, Luna, Dean, Seamus, and Katie, a friend of Ginny's in Hufflepuff. We catch up with each other, and I become friends with Katie. At about 3:00pm, lunch is served; then the trolley comes around all the snacks. We buy only enough frogs for the seven of us as seventh years are allowed in Hogwarts every weekend. Finally, the train pulls up at Hogwarts castle and with my 'Head Girl' badge pinned on my chest, the seven of us leave.

I hear Hagrid calling out for the first years. It feels like only yesterday when I was just there. Everything we've achieved everything we've been through; everything we've suffered for has changed us in so many ways.

I miss the Sorting because Professor McGonagall calls me to her office to inform me about my 'Head Girl' duties, and it turns out Draco Malfoy is head boy. Surprisingly, Draco doesn't insult me, complain about me, or shoot me any nasty looks. He's quite courteous the entire time, actually, and I can't help but notice, once again, how handsome he is.

"Now, as you know, as Head Boy and Girl, you are expected to carry the full work load. I've selected you, because you are the most intelligent, disciplined and hardworking students in your set, and possibly even the whole school. Head Boy and Girl are expected to guide and lead their juniors, and with this, you have the power to hand out detentions and remove house points. Do not abuse this power, and remember, try to be responsible always."

Okay. Sounds good so far.

"Due to the increase of students, you will share a dormitory with two bedrooms, a common room and a bathroom, similar to the prefects' bathroom."

WHAT? NO! I can't be stuck with Malfoy for a whole year! KILL ME NOW, just kill me now!

I can't help but groan out loud at this? I will be sharing a dorm with Draco Malfoy?! I decide quickly not to speak and I let McGonagall finish.

"You will not be under any supervision, and we trust you will do what is right," she concludes, and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

She gives us the directions of our room and then she leaves. Our password is 'fire whisky'. I enter my, or rather our room, and after a while Malfoy speaks to me.

What the bloody hell do you want?

"Look, Granger. Well, actually, is it okay if I call you Hermione?" I nod. "See, Hermione, I know we've fought on different sides in the war, and I've done a lot of wrong, and hurt you in so many ways-"

"Damn well you have," I mutter under my breath.

"The point is, I'm going to be with you almost all the time for this entire year, so I wanted to apologize. I'm really sorry. I only treated you how I did because of my parents, and because I was a coward. I hope you could see it in the kindness of your heart to forgive me?" he begs, looking up from his eyebrows in an innocent adorable way.

Oh, the things I would do- Hermione, control yourself!

"I accept your apology, and you are forgiven. Maybe we could be friends?"

Wait- what? Did I really say that? What's the matter with me?!

"I would like that very much, Hermione," he tells me. All of a sudden, I'm in a forgiving mood all of a sudden, but I can't help it. Has he always been this handsome? I bite my lip and he stares at it. For a moment I'm confused but then he lightly touches my lips with his. If someone told me that I would ever be kissing Draco Malfoy, I would have told them to screw off, and that they belong in a mental institution. And what surprised me the most was that the kiss wasn't actually awful! Maybe, it was even half good…!