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Hermione walked towards the Hogwarts Express. Another year, she thought, but this year, I'm Head Girl! Hermione wasn't surprised when she received the badge with her book list. For a few minutesbefore boarding the train, she pondered over who was going to be Head Boy. She knew it wouldn't be Harry – Dumbledore didn't want him in the spotlight any more then he already was. And Ron… well, Ron was a prefect, but he was too irresponsible to be Head Boy. And then, it came to her.
Malfoy. She thought sourly. She hated to admit it, but he was smart – and he could be responsible if he wanted to. She'd had nightmares about sharing a common room with him – from him stealing her clothes, to her accidentally walking in on him in the shower. She shivered at the thought.
"Hey Hermione!" she looked up to see a red headed boy waving to her.
"Hi Ron! Hi Harry!" she said, noticing the messy haired boy standing behind Ron, also waving.
"How was your summer?" Harry asked.
"Oh, it was ok… but the highlight was definitely getting the Head Girl badge!" she couldn't hold it in any more.
"Oh… that's… fantastic, Hermione." Ron said, unenthusiastically.
"Oh, thanks for being excited for me!" Hermione snapped.
"Don't worry Hermione, he's just annoyed because he didn't get Head Boy!" Ginny, who had just walked up to them, said, "You better get your stuff on the train. It's almost time to leave!"
Hermione rushed to the Head's compartment on the train. And, surprise, surprise, she found Malfoy there.
"Hello, Draco." Hermione gave him the evil eye.
"Hello, mudblood." Draco shot back.
"What, I call you by your first name, and all I get is mudblood? Although, I suppose, it is better then filthy little mudblood. Maybe you've changed, Malfoy." Hermione said sarcastically.
"Malfoy! Wake up! You've got to get changed into your robes!" Hermione violently shook Draco.
"Huh? What? Change? You're not in your robes!" Draco said suspiciously.
"I was just going to do that." Hermione said. She stripped down to her underwear and was about to put on her robes when Draco butted in.
"What are you doing? Trying to give me a heart attack?" Draco said.
"Well, if it offends you, then look away. You don't like what you see, do you?" Hermione didn't have a problem with Draco seeing her in her underwear. It's not like he's going to get any of this. Hermione thought.
"Of course I don't like what I see! But, if you're so comfortable being half nude around me, then I guess I shouldn't be uncomfortable being half nude around you." Draco smirked, and stripped down to his boxers. Hermione looked away, but not before she caught a glimpse of his chest. He is hot. Hermione thought, Wait! What am I thinking? We hate each other! Hermione shook the thought out of her head. Meanwhile, Draco was having an argument with his own mind. She has gotten some curves. Draco thought, NO! Not a good thought! Stop it, brain!
"Well, we're here. See you in the common room!" Hermione said, getting of the train.
