Author's Note: HP=Not Mine (Obvi) Just an idea I had about what happened when Hermione returned to Hogwarts for her final year without Harry and Ron. Let me know what you think! Love and kisses! Enjoy and Review!

Headmistress McGonagall

Tension filled the air as the door to the Great Hall slammed open. There was silence as Miss Granger walked angrily towards the table. It was Christmas and given the fact that Lord Voldemort was still in most parents' minds along with fear and mistrust, many wanted their children home. That left about ten students here including the Head Boy and Girl. They ate at the teacher's table with the rest of us and came and went as they pleased. I hazarded a glance at Slughorn, wondering if he might know the acting force behind Miss Granger's fury. When she had returned to Hogwarts to finish her education the board of governors had wasted no time naming her Head Girl but I had to struggle tooth and nail to get Mr. Malfoy the title of Head Boy.

I know people talked about my appointment, outright yelled at me sometimes, but during the aftermath of the war it became increasingly clear that Draco Malfoy and his mother had helped our side more times than we could have possibly realized. The world didn't need a different prejudice but to be free of it altogether and I had been convinced that giving Mr. Malfoy a chance to redeem himself may come in handy there. Now I was beginning to wonder if it had been worth it after all. Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy had to live together, with a single common room and neighboring bedrooms for an entire school year. They ignored each other for weeks, without Mr. Potter or Mr. Weasley here Draco's anger was greatly subsided overall. But then the trouble started. Not a single class that contained the two of them would commence without an outright screaming match between the two about folding clothes or cleaning up after oneself or about being obnoxious or rude or arrogant. Miss Granger had been sent to my office more times this year than the entirety of James Potter's friend group had in their complete tenure at Hogwarts. That in itself should have earned her some sort of medal. She must be about to yell at Mr. Malfoy although about what this time I had no idea.

"DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY!" her voice yelled causing second year Mindy Raine to drop her silverware on the floor with a loud clatter. "How DARE you go and do THAT and then just walk away from me!" Draco Malfoy rolled his eyes but seemed oddly pleased with himself.

"Hermione Jean Granger," He added, exceptionally more calm than she was. "I'm afraid I haven't the slightest idea as to what you're speaking about."

"Oh, you BLOODY WELL DO KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT YOU PSYCHOTIC NARCASISTIC PRAT!

"Really? Because nothing comes to mind. Perhaps you'd like to elaborate in front of all these lovely people and tell your professors exactly what is going on here." That classic Malfoy smirk was prominent on his face but his eyes sparkled with mischief, staring directly into Hermione's furious eyes. She looked at all of us awkwardly and then proceeded to give Mr. Malfoy what can only be described as a death glare before raising her hand and quite soundly slapping him across the face. Everyone in the room including Mr. Malfoy looked entirely shocked. "I believe that's the second time you've assaulted me." He hissed, slightly less cockily than he had been.

"Are you mad? That was third year! How do you even remember that?"

"Because it hurt Granger! And I don't care how long ago it was, that's still two times you've assaulted me!"

"Yes, well keep that up and it certainly won't be the last." Turning on her heel, Miss Granger stalked angrily down the rows of tables and out of the Great Hall. Silence persisted and all eyes were on Mr. Malfoy as he angrily sat down and attacked his pudding with unmatched fervor. Finally Slughorn cleared his throat causing Draco to look up mid bite.

"Wha," He mumbled, food still in his mouth. He swallowed. "Oh, right. In third year I made a joke about that Hippogriff that was getting executed and she punched me in the face." He continued to eat. Slughorn continued.

"Right, that was the first assault, we understand. However, we were thinking more recently. Would you care to tell us what has just transpired?" Draco chewed thoughtfully. Then wiping his lips with his napkin, Draco stood and shook his head.

"No Sir." He turned and stalked off with frustration oozing out of every facet of his being. Once he had cleared the doorway and we had all had a good look around at each other, the students and staff returned to their food. Professor Sprout leaned over to me.

"I don't know about you Professor McGonagall, but I for one am dying to know what's going on here. If he's done something to hurt her Potter will have his blood let alone what her boyfriend will do. Weasley already hates him more than death itself and given further motive he may actually kill the boy. That isn't going to help your campaign to end prejudice against pure bloods." I nodded in agreement. I would find out what was going on before she could send any owls and smooth things over. That Miss Granger could take care of herself I had no doubt, but that she wouldn't confide in one of her friends something that would accidentally start another Wizarding War I wasn't as certain.