Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. I only own the storyline and the characters I make up to go in here.

CHAPTER 1

Hermoine sat across from her two best friends on the train headed towards Hogwarts. Harry and Ron were arguing over which Quidditch team would win the next game. This topic held very little interest for the 7th year Head Girl. She turned her eyes back to her book and continued to read up on advanced potions.

The summer had changed Hermoine from a girl into a woman. She had cut her long hair to a short manageable length that brushed her chin. The waves worked well to accent her features. Her body had developed its curves due to lengthy swimming in her best (muggle) friends pool. She was 5'6" tall now and had a grace that had even caused her chums to notice.

Harry and Ron had changed as well. Harry was much leaner that he had been at the end of their 6th year. He and Ron had been playing Quidditch all summer and he had developed a nice tan to match his well muscled body. Ron had bulked up quit a bit and now seemed to take up too much room with his wide shoulders. His muscles were more prominent than Harry's and his hair, unlike Harry's, was now cut into an eye level razor cut. Harry had his grown out to brush his shoulders.

Hermoine shut her book when she couldn't take anymore talk about the Quidditch teams.

"I think that I'll go and see how Ginny and Lavender are doing." Hermoine said with a smile at the boys who didn't even look up at her in farewell.

With a sigh she made her way out of the small room and began down the hall. After chatting with Ginny and Lavender for about 30 minutes, Hermoine left to seek something to eat.

After about 3 minutes of wandering the halls, Hermoine turned a sharp corner and ran into the hardest thing since cement had been invented.

"Oomph!" Hermoine cried as she landed on her backside.

"Granger you should really watch where you are going. You never know who you may run into." A voice from her worst dreams said.

Hermoine glanced up to look at Draco Malfoy standing over her.

"Maybe it was your fault that I hit you." Hermoine said with a low grumbling voice.

Draco laughed as he reached down to help her to her feet. Hermoine pulled back from him as soon as she got her legs beneath her, unsure of what he was playing at. Covertly, Hermoine studied him while brushing herself off. He, like Harry and Ron, had filled out. He seemed a bit taller and certainly more muscular. His skin seemed to have taken on a healthy glow instead of the pallor that he seemed to have had over the years. He had left the last year with short hair that had always been gelled away from his face. Now, probably due to some mishap, his hair reached his waist and was loosely pulled back.

"Are you going to stand there all day, Granger, or are you going to come with me to the Heads meeting I was sent to get you for?" He said with humor lacing his every word.

"You are the head boy?" Hermoine was shocked. "How did you manage that?"

Draco gave her a cheeky grin. "I am smart most of the time."

Hermoine had no clue why he was being so nice to her. It wasn't like they had been getting along for years now.

"Shall we get going?" He asked holding a hand out to point her in the right direction.

"Yeah… Heads meeting… sure." Hermoine said while keeping one eye on him as they walked into a small compartment.

Inside the room, Dumbledor himself sat on one of the benches.

"Ah. Good afternoon Miss Granger. I see our young Mr. Malfoy has found you strait away." his eyes twinkled as he watched the two top students in his school. "There will be some changes at the school that I thought I should tell you about in person. Mostly so that you know that they are true, but also to give Mr. Malfoy some support as well." As he said this his gaze swung back and forth between the two. Draco looked calm but Hermoine seemed as if she could faint with worry. "As you both know, the two of you are the Head students this year. After dinner I will show the two of you to your private quarters. There will be one bathroom and one common room that you both share. The rooms will be decorated how you like. Just tell the portrait on the door what you want everything to look like and they will take care of it. Now on to more serious business. Miss Granger, I know that you and Mr. Malfoy here have not had the best type of relationship. I would ask that you please not give each other a hard time during this last year that you are here. Mr. Malfoy's Father has, sadly, passed away during the break. In this circumstance, Mr. Malfoy has come to me with information regarding his place as a Slytherin. He will undergo resorting with the new students and be placed in Gryffindor. The other students will not take this well and I will leave it to the pair of you to make the best of it. With this important news taken care of, I take my leave. I shall see you both at the feast tonight." With a slight pop he was gone.

Hermoine sat on the bench with a shocked expression on her face. Draco took a seat beside her and lightly touched her arm. Hermoine jumped at the contact and looked over at the boy sitting next to her.

"Its all true? You are really going to become a Gryffindor?" Hermoine asked while pushing her bangs out of her line of vision.

"Yeah. Surprising, huh?" Draco said with a small smile.

"How can this be?" She asked in amazement.

"I had to pretend to be evil to you while my father was alive. During our sorting I had to think as many devious things as I could to be put into Slytherin." Draco fell quiet.

"Wow. Are there any other surprises that I should know about before I get off of this train?" Hermoine asked while putting her head in her hands.

"Lets save that for later." Draco said with a small laugh.