A/N This is my first fanfic. Please leave productive reviews.
Chapter 1
"But why did you choose Malfoy and me? You know we're enemies. How are we to work together?" I asked our principal Professor McGonagall, an increasing amount of emotions flitting through my mind.
I was waiting, waiting for her to say this was all a huge joke, that I didn't have to work with him, but I realized who I was speaking to and froze. I was going to have to work with the ferret whether I liked it or not.
"I think you two are the best choice for this job. You're the smartest students in your year, popular in your respective houses, and finally, I think that if you actually made an effort, you can build a very promising friendship." She had to be kidding me, Malfoy and me a good team? What a load of garb.
Malfoy and I nearly fell off our chairs with laughter! Draco Malfoy Prince of Slytherin and Hermione Granger Griffindor Mudblood Princess? She thought that we'd make a good team?
"Oh hush, you will see, just give it some time." McGonagall said seriously.
After everything, Malfoy spoke. "Professor, I don't know if we will ever become good friends, but I will try to work together with Granger. I'm sure that together, we'll be able to reach great heights."
"Ah Mr. Malfoy, you have just assured me that I made the right choice in making you head boy." She said softly.
I just sat there gaping at him. I had to give it to him, the boy could put up a convincing front-but I wasn't about to give up the opportunity to be head girl just because I had to work with him.
"I accept the offer, too Professor."
"Good, and now you are free to join the rest of students and the opening feast. Meet me here again at 8 o'clock.
I wanted to say something to her."Professor McGonagall, thank you for giving us this opportunity."
"I chose the two of you because I trust you and know you'll make a promising effort to help this year's students overcome the fear and depression that has settled into them since the tragic war." Her eyes twinkled at us.
"Now make yourselves scarce." She said mock sternly.
When my fellow head and I were safely out of the room, (McGonagall didn't move into the previous headmaster's office, she thought it was disrespectful.) I spoke. "Malfoy, what are you up to now? There is no way you would work with me willingly.
"Granger" I jumped a little at the sound of my name coming from his pale lips. "You called me Granger?" I questioned suspiciously.
"Erm, isn't that your name?" He asked.
"Yeah, but you've only ever called me Mudblood or something equally horrid. Is there something wrong with you?"
"I want to be a new person." A new person? Malfoy? Brooding, Annoying prat Malfoy changing into someone better? Impossible.