EPILOGUE

"Cause there is no guarantee

That this love is easy

Yeah when my world is falling apart

Cause there's no light to break up the dark

That's when I look at you,

When the waves are washing the shore

And I can't find my way home anymore

That's when I look at you…"

Chapter 1: I Pronounce You As Head Boy & Girl!

Hermione's POV

It is 10.30 AM when I arrive at King's Cross Station for the first day of my sixth year in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry. Harry and Ron must be late as usual. I rolled my eyes at the thought of my two best friends; The Chosen One, a red hair pureblood, and me, a muggle-born. The only thing we have in common is that we are all in the same house, Gryffindor.

"Looking for someone, mudblood?" I heard a familiar voice, loud and clear from behind me. Of course, it is none other than Draco Malfoy, the soon-to-be Death Eater, and a Slytherin (I guess this explains everything.)

"None of your business, Malfoy", I snapped.

He closes his eyelids, and took a deep breath. His body seems to shiver for a while, but then his eyes snaps open so I guess I might be mistaken. "When I'm speaking to you, look at me, Granger! Isn't it rude not to do so? Well I don't suppose your bloody Muggle parents taught you manners", he smirked his trademark smirk.

"Shut it Malfoy! You have no right whatsoever to insult my parents. You know what? Just leave me alone, you git!" I almost shouted, this guy makes my patience runs thin.

Luckily when I was about to draw my wand, a hand grabs my right shoulder and turns me around.

"Hi Mione! We missed you a lot over the summer! How was your holiday?" Ron greets me cheerily.

"Hello Hermione. How was your summer? It wouldn't hurt to owl me one or two, you know?" Harry greets me happily.

I was so busy over the summer I forgot to owl Ron or Harry! I got an owl from Professor McGonagall that I got assigned as Head Girl. My family also held a party and invited all my family, cousins, and relatives. I don't even recognize some faces.

"Sorry guys, I was so busy, and yeah, my summer was great! Anyway, have you heard that this year there's going to be a new class and a Masquerade Ball? It's going to be so fun, but I wonder what the class is going to be…" I said.

"I heard about the new class and people say that it's included in the NEWTs too! Merlin's beard, aren't the current NEWT subjects are enough?" Ron exclaimed.

"Loosen up a bit Ron! I'm certain if you're nice to Hermione she'll gladly do your assignments", Harry suggested.

The train honks and we hurriedly got inside the train and sit in an empty cabin. Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, and Pansy Parkinson or as I like to call them "The Vain Trio" are sitting in the cabin right in front of us.

Draco's POV

My father is lecturing me about how I should do 'great' things this year such as helping Voldemort or finally commit to be a Death Eater. I wasn't really listening; instead I was looking at Hermione Granger. That bushy red hair, skinny muggle born is now a lean, hot girl with beautiful crimson curls and body curves all in the right places. Her eyes, I just noticed her eyes are extremely beautiful. Who can deny such beautiful chocolate brown eyes like that? I quickly snapped myself out of it. She's a mudblood, I chanted to myself over and over again. Mudblood, mudblood, mudblood, mudblood, mudblood… It's not really working, so when I realize that my father has finished his lecture, I walk my way to Granger and gather strength to talk to her. Not like I'm scared or nervous or anything. It's just that my knees suddenly turns to jelly and I can't afford to look weak in front of a muggle-born, for Merlin's sake!

"Looking for someone, mudblood?" I sneered.

"None of your business, Malfoy!" She replied with a snappy tune.

She wouldn't meet my eyes and I'm very angered. I was dreading, practically dying all summer just to see those beautiful chocolate eyes. Oh curse goblins! What have I gotten myself into?

I put on my best face and my Slytherin smirk, girls ALWAYS fall for it. All girls worship the mighty Draco Malfoy! Well, except Granger of course, but she's a bloody mudblood, why is she so hard to get?

"When I'm speaking to you, look at me, Granger! Isn't it rude not to do so? Well I don't suppose your bloody Muggle parents taught you manners?"

Ah, I hit the right spot. She fumes every time I accuse about her friends, muggle parents, worm-book habits, and many else. I could see her face turns red and her lower lip trembles. How fun and enjoyable it is teasing Granger! Unfortunately, my fun was ruined by her disgraceful blood-traitor "friend" Weasley and her other friend Saint Potter! I mean, come on. Everybody knows that Weasel guy have a thing with her. Somehow this thought makes me feel like barfing, wait, what is this funny feeling inside my ribs? Whatever it is, I don't like it. I leave them alone to their conversation and head into Hogwarts Express.

Hermione's POV

I watch the trees and lands beneath passing by. I have no idea an hour and a half hour passed; the train has arrived at Hogwarts ground. Boy, it sure feels good to be back home. Yes, Hogwarts is my home, I belong here. Not even muggle London beats Hogwarts. We get out of the train and ride the Thestral carriage. Actually, I could see Thestrals but I would never admit it to Ron, Harry, or anybody else. Because then people will know I have seen death, lots in fact. My grandparents died right in front of my eyes in a train accident on our family vacation, thankfully I'm alive. My thoughts floated along the ride on the carriages to Draco Malfoy, Slytherin's god, 100% bad boy, pureblood, hater of all Muggles and Muggle-borns, perfect body build, the strongest ever, amazing silvery blonde hair, the most gorgeous, beautiful grey eyes with specks of deep blue. Of course I will not say it out loud to anyone except to Ginny, my best friend and also Ron's sister.

The ride's over and we entered the Great Hall. The Start of The Year ceremony is as usual; Sorting Ceremony, notification and announcements from Dumbledore, our Headmaster, and the feast. It all seems so boring but the smart Hermione Granger always pay attention. Until he announces,

"Attention Sixth Years! From this year and the following years, there will be a new class directed for all of you. Due to the decreasing population because of the war, the Ministry created a new law, all wizards and witches 16 years old or above must be married soon. It is Hogwart's duty to prepare you for your future, which is why we created a new class. It is Marriage, Parenting & Household Class and also known as M.P.H. This class is a must for all students and will be included in NEWT assessments. In this class, students will be chosen a partner based on their traits by Professors and we will not accept any objections at all. This class will be held twice a week, on Monday first period and Thursday last period. Complete details and information will be given later on. After the feast, the new Head Boy Draco Malfoy and Head Girl Hermione Granger shall report to Professor McGonagall immediately. Now, let's enjoy the feast!"

Food magically appears on the tables and we dig in. The food is superb as usual but I'm not really in the mood right now. I mean, Malfoy is the new Head Boy! I'm going to share a bathroom and a dorm with him. I'm sure the moment we're alone he's going to draw his wand and hex me, threaten to hex me, or anything. This is going to be a long year.

"Did you ask to see me, Professor?" I asked politely.

"Yes, what is it?" snapped Draco, not really polite.

"Since you two are appointed as Head Boy and Girl, I expect you to get along well and be a good example and role model to other students especially younger ones", Professor McGonagall said.

"Humph, likely", Draco scoffed.

I ignored his immature response. I have been dying and work my butt off to be appointed as Head Girl and I'm not giving it away easily.

"Therefore, you will be sharing a dorm, a common room, and a bathroom. You must work out your differences, as for how; you must solve it on your own. However, I shall remind you that if you do not get along well, many severe things await you both, at least, severe for you. Do you understand that?" Professor McGonagall said while inspecting us very closely it makes me uncomfortable.

"Yes, Professor", I replied.

"Now, head off to your dorm!" Finally, Professor McGonagall dismissed us.

We walk through the corridors until we arrived in front our dorm. There's a painting of a young couple, the boy must be around 16 years old and the girl looks about 13 or 14. I recognise the painting, its Romeo and Juliet, William Shakespeare's masterpiece. I've always loved that story, however I do not see the point of having to marry someone in such a young age! Juliet was so young and had many years being a single and maiden before she turns old. What a tragic romance.

"Good evening, Romeo and Juliet", I said.

"Good evening, Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy", they said at once.

"Pick your password please, lovely young lady", Romeo said.

"What about me?" Malfoy inquired.

"Fine. Pick out your password, Slytherin" Romeo said rather sarcastically.

I can't help but smile! Romeo sided with me. We despise this Slytherin! Yay Gryffindor!

Malfoy let out a small groan.

"How about 'Draco Is Handsome?' " He said.

"Not bloody likely! I was thinking about Draconus Harmonia, meaning 'dragon's harmony' - from Draco and Hermione" I said.

"That's okay I guess. But Draco Is Handsome or Draco Is Hot is still much better", He said.

"Wouldn't even dream of it", I replied.

"Are you sure you don't want that? You won't even reconsider it?" Malfoy inquired.

He obediently walk inside, I followed right behind him. Our common room is HUGE! Its decorated with silver and gold, a combination of Slytherin which are silver and green with Gryffindor which are red and gold. There's a round dining table, a loveseat, a very comfy looking sofa, a fireplace… AND A BEDROOM!

I accidentally shouted the last part out loud.

"My dear Juliet, looks like there's another young blossoming love", Romeo chuckles.

"And a whole lot of drama", Juliet says with a hint of sarcasm.

I looked at Malfoy in horror. So am I supposed to, what, sleep with him?

I accidentally shouted the last part out loud. Again.

"Sleep with me?" Draco smirks.

"I didn't mean to make it sound that way", I said hastily.

"Naughty, naughty Hermione. Having fantasies about me are you?" Draco pressed on.

I flinched, did he just called me Hermione? I'm startled but I won't give him the satisfaction. I quickly walk towards the fireplace and floo to Dumbledore's office.

"Professor Dumbledore, sir? I need to talk to you!" I said, almost shouting.

"Yes, we do", says Draco.

"How the bloody hell do you get here?" I asked.

"Tsk. tsk. Language, Granger. Seems like you are distracted enough not to notice that I was tugging your robe", he smirked.

Professor Dumbledore eyed both of them through his half-moon spectacles. His blue eyes twinkles with mischief.

"Perhaps I owe both of you an explanation. Regarding the new class, students must sleep with their partners. Since you both are Head students, it will be much easier if you are partners since you live together. You're academically tied, I have a hunch that you and Mr. Malfoy will get along just fine, every Head students in the history of Hogwarts always end up marrying each other", Dumbledore said.

Well maybe this time you're wrong Professor; you might found me dead tomorrow. With that short 'explanation', we floo-ed back to our Common Room.

I still can't believe this is happening. I walk reluctantly to my, I mean, our bedroom. It is very nice, actually. There's a king size bed, two bedside tables, and on the right of the room is full-glass window overlooking the Quidditch field and the lake. I found my trunk on the right side of the bed, take out my pajamas and bath salt, and go to the bathroom. The bathroom itself is grand! On the left wall is full mirror and on the right wall is full closet. Once I walked pass the corridor, I can see a huge Jacuzzi bathtub. I filled the bathtub with warm water and put in the bath salt. Soon enough, the tub is full and the water surface is covered with bubbles. I undressed myself and relax in the tub.

It's a long, long day. I don't think I can stand another second with that painfully annoying jerk, but to live with him for a whole year? I don't think I can make it. But now, he's going to be the father of my child! Just thinking about it is horrible. No horrible is an understatement. It is utterly repulsive and revolting, my stomach felt sick already. What if he's just the same as his father? As mean, as evil, as uncaring.

I realised I've been in bath for quite a long time, I quickly dried myself and put on my clothes. When I stepped outside the bathroom, Draco Malfoy was pompously sitting his arse on the comfy-looking loveseat, I don't know how he could look smug just by doing nothing, must be in his blood. Like what Harry told me what Ollivander used to say to him, "It's not always clear why".

"Getting a nice view, Granger?" He smirked.

"You wish, Malfoy. Anyway, you can use the shower as long as you wish. Hopefully as long as possible", I replied.

Oh, burn!

As he entered the bathroom, he stops walking and turn around.

"Wanna come, Granger?"

"Over my dead body."

He chuckled as if he knows something I don't. Well whatever, I'm going to bed.

Draco's POV

After I finished taking a bath, I saw Hermi-, Granger, sleeping contentedly on the right side of the bed. She looks so innocent like that, like an angel sent from heaven for me, just for me. What the heck am I talking about? She's a mudblood, just a mudblood. Even though she MIGHT be beautiful, I'm sure her blood is dirty, not red and pure like mine.

I walk and lay myself on the left side of the bed, thinking should I 'accidentally' kick her and make her fall to the floor. Suddenly, she snuggle up closer to me until she's nuzzling my neck and mutter unrecognizable words. I smiled and bent over to kiss her forehead. My eyelids felt heavy and I finally fell asleep contentedly.