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After about an hour had passed, Hermione couldn't stand the silence any longer.

"Well, congratulations on becoming head boy I guess."

His head snapped up.

"I can't say I'm not surprised, at either of us Granger."

"Is that a compliment I hear?"

"I forget my self." And he went back to staring absentmindedly out of the window.

The rest of the journey was spent sat in a comfortable silence that neither wanted to break. Hermione was still wondering what had caused him so be so civil when then train began to pull into the station, screeching to a stop.

...

"Hermione!"

She turned around to see Harry, Ron and Ginny running up towards her with a worried expression.

"Where-"

"Were-"

"You-?"

"Well, if you must know, I was told to remain seated in the head boy and girls carriage."

"Oh, ok then. Wait What?"

"You guys! I've been made head girl!"

This was followed by lots of squealing by Ginny and Hermione, as well as several congratulating hugs from the boys.

...

"Yibbet, John... Slytherin!"

*Cheers from the Slytherin house*

The sorting ceremony finally ended, seeming to take far longer than usual as Hermione had forgotten to buy anything to eat on the trip down and she was starving!

"Eventually!" Hermione laughed, as plates full of roasting potatoes and steak pie started to appear before her eyes.

Wasting no time, she delved straight in, helping herself to a bit of everything. She almost had eaten as much as Ron by the end of it all. It felt good to be back, but it didn't last long.

"Hungry were you, Granger? Yeah I saw you stuffing your face all the way over on the Slytherin table."

"Shut up, Malfoy. What do you want anyway?"

"Harry, it's fine honestly. But why are you here?"

"We need to go see Professor Dumbledore, the feasts over if you hadn't realised."

Hermione tore her glare from his face to look around the great hall. It was indeed empty.

"Whu- Why do you need to go see Dumbledore with that ferret?" Ron looked horrified at the thought.

"Oh, so you didn't tell them. You naughty girl Hermione. But then again, if it wasn't Pothead or Weasel, I'd be sure they could have figured it out. Apparently it does take more than one brain cell to recognize your superiors."

"MALFOY-"

"Harry please just leave it! And Draco, was there really any need? Anyway we should get going, were going to be late!"

And with that Hermione spun off in the direction of the teachers table without a backward glance.

Draco's long legs quickly matched the strides of Hermione's and she was soon trying to keep up with him. Within a matter of moments they had reached the staff table and were ready to speak with the Head.

"Ahh, here you are Mr Malfoy, Miss Granger. If you'd be so kind as to follow me so we can have some privacy."