Chapter One

Hermione just barely made the jump onto the carriage that would take her to the Hogwarts castle. She wasn't just a student this year. If you think she's a prefect you are sadly mistaken. She is Head Girl. And guess who will be sharing a room with her, None other than, the notorious Draco Malfoy. Ever since second year when he called her that foul name for muggle-borns, she never forgave him. Why would she forgive him? She hated him. They weren't friends. End of discussion.

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Draco hopped into a carriage of his own and stared out the window at the first years being brought to the castle in little boats on the lake. He remembered clearly just minutes before he took that ride in his first year, he'd insulted Ron Weasley and Harry Potter refused his offer of friendship. Though he never told anyone, that refused handshake hurt him like a ton of bricks would kill a flowerbed. He didn't let it get to him though. He was just a little boy after all. He got over it. Then he called her a mudblood. This made him think. How could he have been so immature? He was a Malfoy. No need to worry ,really. He'd become a death eater in a year's time and forget this dirty muggle loving school ever existed. Or so he thought.

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"Now when I call your name you will come up to the stool, the hat will be placed on your head, and you will be sorted into either, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, or…Slytherin." Boomed professor McGonagall over the oohing and ahhing of the first years looking around the Great Hall. You could tell that by the tone of her voice and the way she paused after she announced 'Ravenclaw' that she was not very fond of the Slytherin house. She was the head of Gryffindor. What was to be expected of her?

"Green, Helen" Said McGonagall as Helen took in a deep breath and sat down on the stool. The sorting hat was placed on her head and said "Ah, Green…Hufflepuff!"

As Helen walked over to the Hufflepuff table another name was being called. "Brunk, Freth – Ravenclaw."

There were a lot of first years this time around and at the end Gryffindor had gotten 8 new arrivals. (A/N I will think up their names later on). Hermione just stared up into space thinking this would be the last year looking up at that enchanted ceiling, when she blurted out

"Ron, Harry… I've got something to tell you-"

"Well what is it Herm?" said Ron cutting her off.

"I'm uh, Head eh"

"Well spill it" blurted out Harry between bites.

"Head girl, I'm head girl."

"Well that's great Hermione!" shouted them both simultaneously.

"If you say so" She said solemnly, with a slight forced smile covering up an obvious frown.

"Why the long face, huh? Isn't it your dream to be Head Girl and plan everything?" said Ron.

"Oh yes Ron it is!" Hermione was now smiling but that gloom took over in an instant –" but Malfoy's Head boy"

"Aye Hermione! How will you ever live with that scum?" Harry unwillingly shouted by letting this get the best of him.

"I'll live" was all Hermione said as she got up, walked to the teachers table asked Dumbledore for a word, and walked out of the Great Hall with Dumbledore at her heels.