A/N: This is a big twist on the typical Head Boy/Girl Dramione. It is set during sixth year because Dumbledore appointed them early for special reasons. It will generally follow the third year plot, but add more Dramione to it and have a few twists. Thank you to Iris-tPSoLC for reminding me that people can't read my mind and suggesting to overview the plot.
PROLOGUE:
Each year came back to this. Being at the Burrow before starting term was like being amidst a hurricane, people ran into each other on the small flight of stairs. Eggs, bacon, and toast were piled on the kitchen table, free for hands to grab and run. Hermione wanted to say that it was no different now, after the war. But it was.
It wasn't just the difference of fewer people going. Only Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were returning thing year. It was a different atmosphere; there was still bustle, but there was more tension. When people bumped into each other, there were hasty apologies; no jokes or laughter. If you stopped in the kitchen, you had to pretend you didn't see the tears silently falling from Mrs. Weasley.
Hermione snagged the last bit of toast as she arrived on the bottom floor with a packed truck. Ron and Harry were looking out the window, speaking in low voices about something. She was about to join them when she heard Molly quietly ask her to check on Ginny.
"Of course, Mrs. Weasley." She replied, plodding up the steps and into her friend's room. Ginny was sitting on the bed, quietly packing up a picture of her brothers and her all together; this photo was taken before Voldemort returned, before the war. It was the family in Egypt, everyone there. Together.
"Ginny," Hermione whispered. Ginny's head shot up, eyes red. "It's time to go. And I didn't see you eat anything all morning. Let's go downstairs." Ginny nodded, a slight flush creeping across her face.
"There you are!" Molly said when the girls returned. "We need to go as soon as possible. Yes, yes Ginny, grab some toast." The mother hen rushed them all out of the house and into a Ministry car.
Platform 9¾ was bustling, as it always was on September the first. The noises of owls and cats were faint comparing to the roar of talking. People were hugging and crying, but the general feel was hopeful. Hogwarts was still open and a majority of the students were returning to resume their school where they had left off.
The four were greeted by many people and generally stared at for their part in ending the war. Harry had his arm around Ginny. Ron's fingers were intertwined with Hermione's. Ron and Hermione had been "dating" for the entire summer, it couldn't really be called dating since they never really went out without Harry and Ginny.
Hermione separated from Ron with a quick kiss. She had to be up front as Head Girl to instruct the prefects on their duties for this coming year. As she proceeded to the front compartment, a sign over it stating 'Heads', it got quieter. She opened the door to see a boy with blonde hair sitting alone. He looked out the window, barely recognizing her presence.
Hermione cleared her throat and the Head Boy turned to face her. "Ah, Granger. I assumed it would be you." He drawled, a slight smirk playing on his thin lips.
"Hello, Malfoy."
