a/n: Hey all u peoples! This is my new fic!!! Actually, it is my first fic, so REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! I will post chappies as often as you guys want me to. Here's chapter 1! Enjoy!

Being Bound to your presence Chapter one

Friends and Ferrets

Hermione smiled as she took in the familiar sights and sounds of the Hogwarts Express. She was happy to be returning to school, for this would be a big year for her. It was her final year at Hogwarts and she had been made Head Girl. But the downside to it all was this- the person chosen to be Head Boy was, you guessed it, the Prince of Slytherin, Muggle-hating-rich boy, son of a death eater in all of his blonde, slimy glory, Draco Malfoy. Hermione shuddered at the mere thought of it. As soon as she had found out she had immediately wrote Harry and Ron who both (of course) promised that if Draco were to do any harm at all to Hermione, they would personally throw him off of the top of the Astronomy Tower. This made her feel a little bit better as she pictured Malfoy screaming in pain having just been dropped to the ground from over 50 feet. Then the sound of someone saying her name snapped her out of her trance.

"Hi Hermione!" Harry greeted her with a big hug, followed by Ron. She hugged them back. "I missed you over the summer!"

"So have we!" Said Ron, grinning at her. "Hey, why don't we go find a compartment?" Harry suggested. "Ok" Hermione answered. She knew that, being Head Girl, she was supposed to sit with Malfoy in the Head Compartment. But maybe if she just walked away slowly...

"Where do you think your going Granger?" Malfoy was leaning against the compartment door that they were about to go in. "Aren't you supposed to be joining moi in the Head Compartment?" He drawled, smirking. He offered her an arm. "Oh, but these are my new robes. I would be ruining them by letting a mudblood like yourself sliming them up" he smirked, taking his arm back. But two could play that game.

"Oh don't worry Draco. You wont ever have to worry about that." She purred, purposely using his first name. Before he could retort, Hermione stalked off towards the Head Compartment, leaving Harry and Ron alone with Malfoy.

"You had better watch yourself if you know what's best for you." Harry said to Malfoy.

"Oh I know whats best for me," He said in he's usual bored drawl. "And I don't think you two are going to change that." Malfoy walked off after Hermione, always getting in the final word when it comes to Potty and Weasel. He smirked to himself. This year would be great. Being Malfoy was so much fun.

a/n: Well that's it! Please R&R! I am dying to know if it is good or a snorefest!