Chapter Two || Arrival at Hogwarts

Hermione's POV ::

"Draco Malfoy?" My mouth quickly formed the words my brain was still trying to comprehend. Draco Malfoy is the Head Boy. For a whole school year, I will be sharing a dorm with Draco Malfoy.

He crinkled his brows momentarily before sitting down across from me. The Head Car was larger than the others, with one luxurious leather seat across each wall, one of which I was sitting in already. Draco sat in the seat across from me, resting his hands on the table in between.

He clasped his fingers. "Hermione Granger." Draco spoke slowly, his eyes searching my face, as if he was watching the whole year play out.

"This is just great, Malfoy." I muttered, going back to the book I was reading.

Leaning against the car wall, I stretched my legs across the seat, all attention on my novel.

From the corner of my eye I saw Draco look at me for a few seconds before sitting in the same position I was in, his legs almost filling the seat entirely. His tall, well built frame stretched across the seat and his hand rested on the table. His head was against the door, and we were facing each other.

I glanced up briefly, but he was studying the ceiling, pushing a blonde hair off of his forehead.

"Believe me, Granger, I'm not thrilled about his either." Draco complained. "I am going to have to live for nine months with a mudblood as my dormmate. This is just bloody fantastic."

"Is that all you see me as?" I slammed the book down on the table. Draco raised one brow, not the reaction I was hoping for. "I am so much more than what my parents created me to be. You KNOW that I'm a better witch than you'll ever be."

He scoffed, shaking his head. "You got that right."

I paused, my face softening. He just admitted that I was right?

"Cause I'll never be a 'great witch,'" He began to explain, a smirk on his pale lips. "Because I'm a wizard. One hundred percent man, baby." With that loosened his tie.

Expecting him to lift his shirt in an act of shamelessly proving his manhood, I grumbled "ew Draco," and looked away. But he didn't lift his shirt, he just looked at me confused.

"Whatever Granger, you're gonna have to get over that fear of men you have," Draco leaned forward from diagonally across the table and winked. "Parent Prep Class? I suppose you're not too excited."

"I'm not as good of a girl as you think, Malfoy." I said, hardly believing the words that left my mouth. Watching his face change to shock, I decided to speak before he'd inquire my bad girl-ness. "Besides, that will be a class when we're assigned a spouse and we'll be given a fake child to take care of."

"How do you know that?" Draco asked before shrugging. "You probably read about it, you bloody library rat."

Draco's POV ::

Hermione glared at me after my last comment.

"I know that because I like to be prepared," She explained, turning back to her book. "Unlike you, I care about being Head Girl."

I scoffed before replying quickly. "Remind me to never talk to you again, stupid mudblood prat. Hopefully our common dorm is the only space where I'll see you. We better not have any classes together this year."

"Will you just shut UP Malfoy! You LOVE the sound of your own voice don't you?" She shot back, slamming her book shut.

"Well it's a helluva lot better than listening to you." I growled back, my eyes turning to slits as I glared back.

Hermione rolled her eyes. She obviously bored of talking, so it became apparent that I'd need a new source of entertainment.

|| Arrival at Hogwarts ||

The Hogwarts Express pulled up the school. Carriages lined the platform some distance away to escort us to Hogwarts after leaving the train. Hermione practically ripped the Head Car door off of its hinges when she bolted out first.

I pulled my school bag off the seat, slowly walking off the train. I caught sight of Hermione with Potter and Weasley, who were no doubt now learning that I was the Head Boy.

I sauntered onto the Platform, attracting glances from lower year girls. I gave a particularly cute blonde one of my trademark smirks. The fifth year blushed furiously as her friends poked her with jealously, their faces grinning.

Turning to walk away, I was met face to face with Hermione.

"Well hello there," I stepped around her, walking past Hermione to find Snape who would take me to the Head Dorm.

"Draco, come back! What did you do back there?" She demanded.

"What? Oh, those girls," I laughed as Hermione cast me a look of disapproval. "Why Granger, got bit by the jealousy bug?"

Hermione turned on her heel, blocking me from walking. Her face was inches from mine. I could see now that eye color was shades lighter than her dark pupils, a light brown that illuminated her face this close.

"I actually feel bad for that prick," Her lips formed words. "She had to keep your eye contact for a few more seconds that I have to now." With that she walked on, no doubt looking for McGonagall. To not show shock value, I followed her quickly.

We found Professors Snape and McGonagall standing together at an awkward distance. McGonagall swept Hermione up into a hug, while Snape and I exchanged a nod.

"Congratulations on getting named Head Boy, Mr. Malfoy!" Professor McGonagall said cheerfully.

"Thank you, Professor McGonagall," I replied with a smile.

"Now, Minerva, Mr. Malfoy, Miss Granger," Snape spoke slowly, his low voice commanding our attention. "I suggest we return to the castle to show our Head Boy and Head Girl their new dormitory?"

He turned and left, walking towards a carriage pulled by a thestral. Snape was already halfway into the seating car by the time Professor McGonagall, Hermione, and I had started to follow him.