A/N- Some people were saying that I made some mistakes so I finally go around to checking them out and I redid this chapter. Added some more details stuff like that. This is my first ever fic! So go easy on me. He he. I hope you likes!

Hermione woke with a start. She lay there wondering what exactly had woken her up. Her dream she realized. Her dream.....it was....strange. It wasn't exactly a nightmare it was just weird. A pair of icy blue eyes staring straight into hers coming closer and closer. Then she woke. Those eyes seemed so familiar. She searched her head trying to figure out where she had seen them before. Hermione looked at the alarm clock. 2:35 am. 'Better get some sleep. First day of school tomorrow!' Forgetting all about her dream she lay back down to get some rest.

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The next day, Hermione was awake before the sun had come up. Scuttling around her room she tried to remember if she had forgotten anything in her excitement. After throwing some spare quills and parchment into her trunk she hopped in the shower. As she washed her hair with her favorite strawberry shampoo she thought about the upcoming year. 'I can't believe that I got Headgirl. I wonder who the Headboy is. Probably Harry.' She rinsed out her hair and stepped out of the shower. She threw her now straight hair into a messy bun and put on her glasses. Over the summer her parents made her visit the eye doctor. As much as she begged they wouldn't let her get contacts. 'Ruddy things make me look even more like a bookworm.' She magicked on her make-up and got dressed.

Her parents dropped her off at the station. Waving goodbye she headed off to find Platform 9 3/4 keeping an eye out for Harry and Ron at the same time. Not seeing either of them she boarded the Hogwarts Express. She chose a compartment in the back and pulled out her journal. She was soon preoccupied in writing down her thoughts about the upcoming year. When her compartment door opened she didn't even look up. Whoever it was came in and sat down without a word. After some minutes of silence the person finally spoke.

"What are you writing in there Granger? Hermione didn't have to look up to know who it was speaking to her.

"Nothing Malfoy."

"Well obviously it's something. Never mind I don't want to know. Probably something about you and your boyfriend. Which one is it now? Potty or Weasel?" he smiled to himself. You know, you play those boys like a harp. No girl would ever do that to me."

"Actually Malfoy, I was writing about how this is my last year at Hogwarts and how much I'm gonna miss it. I was also writing about you."

"Oh great a Mudblood writing about me. No telling what sort of rubbish you put in that stupid diary of yours." Malfoy had his signature smirk on his face.

" It's not a diary, it's a journal and I'm not writing rubbish about you. Actually I was just about to write how much more mature you seem this year. That is until you open your mouth. You see, I was actually under the impression that you had hit puberty over the summer. Obviously I was wrong. And if you call me that name again I'll hex you into next year." she said

The smirk left Malfoy's face. "I hit puberty years ago. How about you Mudblo---" Next thing Malfoy knew he was flying through the air and hit the wall of the compartment.

His face turned white and his was looking at her in astonishment. The looked changed to fear. Then back to astonishment.

"I told you not to call me that again Malfoy." Hermione walked over and helped him up. He took her hand and as he did his sleeve fell. Hermione was surprised to see there was no Dark Mark.

"You don't have the Dark Mark." She said in surprise as she thoroughly inspected his arm. He pulled it away from her.

"Not yet. How did you do that?'' he said massaging his behind.

"Do what?" she asked still thinking about him not having the dark mark.

"Throw me up against the wall of course. I didn't even see you get your wand out." He said impatiently.

"Really Malfoy, maybe you should get your eyes checked. Some frames like mine might suit you." Even Hermione didn't know how she did it so she decided to change the subject.

"Me? Wear glasses? I don't think so." Hermione giggled.

"What?" asked Malfoy annoyed that she was laughing at him.

"Nothing." She said watching him dust himself off. He pulled something out of his pocket and pinned it to his robes.

"YOU'RE Headboy???" shrieked Hermione.

"Yes. What did you expect Granger? I am at the top of my year." He said smugly. Hermione wanted desperately to wipe that look off his face. She knew just how to do it too.

"No you're not. I am."

"Whatever" Hermione smiled, she had clearly struck a nerve. Looking a little disgruntled, Malfoy left her alone in the compartment. She went back to her journal.

Sept. 1

'Just had a run-in with Malfoy. I can't believe he's Headboy. Sure he's got good grades but surely Dumbledore knows that he's going to be a Death Eater someday. He hasn't got the Dark Mark.....yet. He probably will soon though. It's really only a matter of time. I couldn't help notice though that Malfoy really looks nice. How can I say that? Much less write it. Though it IS true. From what I could tell he's been working out. I could probably tell better if only he would wear Muggle clothes! He stopped putting all that gunk in his hair. It looks a lot better now. What am I saying? I better stop. Though, Something funny happened just a while ago. I hexed Malfoy without a wand! That's so weird. It was probably just a fluke. I think I've read somewhere about magic without a wand. I really should talk to Harry or Ron about this. They could probably help. I wonder where they are right now.'

Hermione shut her journal and stood up. She went from compartment to compartment searching for her missing friends. She found them soon asleep in a compartment close to hers with many candy wrappers laying about. Getting a little hungry, she tried to pull a Cauldron Cake out of Ron's hand.

"Hey whadda ya think your doing?" he mumbled swatting at her hand.

"Should've known you would wake up when someone tried to steal your food. And nice to see you guys too ."

"Yea yea. Thanks for waking me up Herm. I was having such a good dream too."

"One about Cho I suppose." She smirked, Harry turned scarlet. "I have some news anyway. Something really weird just happened."

"What is it Herm?" asked Harry worriedly seeing the strange look on her face.

"Well Malfoy just called me a Mudblood and------" she was cut off by Ron's burst of anger.

"Slimy git. Where is he. I'll show him a Mudbl---"

"Easy Ron. I've already shown him." she said smiling as she remember what happened. "I told him if he called me that again then I'd hex him into next year. Well he did and I waved my arm and next thing I know he hits the wall. It scared him. Not as much as it scared me though."

"Wow. That's weird. When did you learn to do wandless-magic?" asked Harry.

"Wandless magic eh? I didn't ever learn. That's what makes it really weird. I think its just a fluke though." Hermione started to pace around the compartment.

"Well, try to do it again. Make this Cauldron Cake hit the wall." Hermione waved and waved but what happened almost an hour ago seemed to be in fact, a fluke.

"Maybe your not waving the right way." suggested Harry.

"Or maybe your not mad enough." suggested Ron.

"Or maybe it was just a fluke like I said. Or maybe I just imagine the whole thing." suggested Hermione.

"I dunno Herm. I don't think you imagined it. You were never one to let you imagination get the best of you. And you have witnesses."

"Yea but look who that witness is. Well forget it anyway. I don't feel like talking about it anymore." Hermione was rather put out that she couldn't do it anymore. The guys were giving her a strange look. 'Oh know they think I'm looney!' she thought 'Just great. And I can't prove it to them.' She decided to change subject. "Besides we're at Hogwarts anyway." They got off the train and boarded a carriage.

"So congrats on getting Headgirl." said Harry. Ron looked away. His mother was disappointed that he didn't get Headboy.

"Thanks Harry. Did I tell you who was Headboy?" No came the reply.

"Malfoy.''

"Malfoy??? That son of a -----"

"Ron!"

"Alright alright. How did he get Headboy?''

"Well, he is second in our year" replied Hermione

"Yeah right.... I bet his father bought his badge."

"Ron, you know Dumbledore would never allow it."

"Yea, I suppose." The carriage stopped and they climbed out. Hermione's heart swelled as she looked up at the castle.

'I can't believe this is my last year! What am I gonna do after I graduate? I can't believe I haven't even thought about it!' she started to panic. 'Calm down Hermione. Just go with the flow.

The trio sat down at their table. Dumbledore rose to make some announcements.

"First years! The forest is out of bounds. Perhaps that is why it is called the Forbidden Forest. Also there will be some exchange students coming in November. Please make them feel at home. I will not delay your rumbling stomachs any more. So feast!'' He clapped his hands and at once food appeared before them. Feeling as though she hadn't eaten in months Hermione helped herself to almost everything. After the feast was over Dumbledore stood once more.

"Perfects! Please lead your house to their rooms." Hermione said goodnight to Ron and Harry and headed off to the room that she was going to be staying at.

'I can't believe I get a room to myself. It's going to be great'

When Dumbledore told her about the room she would be receiving she could hardly believer her luck. Although it wasn't luck that got her here. It was years of hard work. She came upon a picture of the lake. She said the password. (Fireball. A new favorite of Dumbledore's) and opened the door behind it. Sitting on the couch was none other than Draco Malfoy.