A.N. I own nothing JKR I just love her work and manipulate her awesomeness to my fantasy

Strange Happenings

Hermione packed the last of her things the morning she was to leave for Hogwarts. She had gradually been packing since they got their letter unlike her two best friends who had left everything until ten minutes ago. She knew as head girl she would need to be on top of everything she was to be the example for the rest of her classmates, and she didn't take that lightly. She began putting her stockings on and buckling her shoes when she heard Ron two floors above.

"Mate she is going to completely up tight about everything now. She wont let us get away with anything you know how she is."

"Did you really expect her to Ron?" Harry asked

"Well I thought maybe it would be different but all week she has been so rigid, like she is the bloody effing ice queen or something."

"Oh come on Ron she is nervous."

UHHH Ron what a right git he was all the time. If he thought he was going to get any special treatment he was an idiot. She wasn't rigid she was just right, there were rules for a reason and those rules were going to be followed under her watch especially by Ron. Every one wanted them to be together and she had very much wanted that as well except Ron didn't notice her until she had to tell him and even then things were strained. He was always so busy and lets face it wasn't very ambitious, she was different, careful and planned, and she always wanted to be the best. She really had taken it hard the last year when she came to terms that her and Ron just wouldn't work that is until she began to notice Blaise. He was so smart and polite, and foreign.

She needed to stop thinking about Blaise right now there would be plenty of nights she would sleep across the hall from him to think about all the reasons Blaise Zabini was so perfect. She shut up her trunk and levitated it out of the room and down the stairs to a waiting Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley.

"I'm all ready." she stated.

"Oh good darling you are the first one of course. We need to get these boys moving or we will never make it to the platform on time. GINNY! GIN- oh Ginny you are here." Mrs. Weasley finished as Ginny descended the remaining stairs.

"I am here mother but Ronald is going to be forever, I don't want to be late. I haven't seen Dean since the summer started and I don't want to look like a foolish little girl when I am running down the station to catch a moving train." she huffed.

"RONALD BILLIUS WEASLEY!" screamed. "We are leaving this instance you and Harry will start walking down these stairs right now."

Some how they made it to the station with minutes to spare as usual. Hermione and Ginny went first casually walking through the pillar as if it were a door way and entering the other side of the world. Steam rushed around in the atmosphere, and children of all different ages ran around with their last minute goodbyes. It took Hermione's breath away every year the sight of the Hogwarts express, like it was the only way back to the safest homiest place she knew. The boys stumbled in behind the girls followed by the Weasley parents.

"Right. Now all of you give me a hug and promise me you will be perfect for the teachers. Harry dear be safe and make sure you are eating well with all your quitich. Hermione you relax a bit nothing is so important. Ginny no boys! I don't want to hear one single boy story from any teacher. Ronald you do your work, and pay attention try your best dear." Mrs. Weasley had become like a mother to so many that weren't hers it was extraordinary.

"Have a nice trip." Mr. Weasley said with a smile as he dragged his wife away from her two youngest children to let them board the train before it was too late.

As Hermione entered the train she knew she would need to start her job immediately and wondered when she would receive her instructions for the train ride. She found an empty car and set her trunk down and before she even had time to sit a letter appeared taped to the window.

"Dear Hermione you will find Mr. Zabini two cars down please aquatint yourselves and then begin patrolling the train. Help any confused first years first and then begin patrolling for outlandish behavior and rule breakers.

Best Wishes, Professor McGonagall"

Hermione exited the car to the hallway at the same time as a dark skinned, dark haired boy with inquisitive green eyes. Blaise Zabini, her breath caught, he was even taller and more muscular then last year he had some how grown quite a bit in the last four months. He saw her and began walking in her direction. 'Breath Hermione breath!'

"Hello." he drawled 'Oh god are you kidding me he just said hello and you are already about to pass out.'

"Uh hi. Did you read your note?" 'Of course he did you idiot.'

"I did shall we begin?"

"Of course" she said as they began walking noticing a few first years having trouble lifting their bags and helped levitate their belongings above their seats.

"How was your summer Hermione?" 'You name sounds amazing in his mouth.' 'Oh stop that anything does get yourself together.'

"It was pretty uneventful. Spent time with friends, went on holiday in Italy, and read many books. What about yours?"

"Mine was spent mostly at home in Florence with my mother we don't spend much time together so we caught up. Too many family meals for my taste with her newest husband."

"Ah I see sounds so interesting."

They spoke as if they were friends not "The pureblooded Italian wizard and the mudblood that his best friends hated." It was easy, Blaise was easy. She would be able to live quite comfortably this year with Blaise she could already tell. He was calm but had boundaries, he never walked too close but close enough to make you feel you were being directly spoken to. He had manners, and he looked meticulous. She could definitely live with him she knew it.

"Well if it isn't Ms. Ice Queen and my Sexually over active best friend." Hermione hated that voice.

"Why hello Draco do you need any assistance or are you loitering because we are supposed to cease all rule breaking."

"I am neither loitering nor need assistance Granger I am merely talking to my best friend Blaise here run along."

Hermione rolled her eyes and looked at Blaise who didn't seem phased at all. He wanted to talk to Draco? She thought he had enjoyed talking to her? Was she feeling jealous? 'Oh Hermione they are best friends get over yourself.' 'This is ridiculous come on Draco is so annoying.' 'Finish your rounds Hermione, Blaise will catch up to you.'

She huffed away and continued down the hall way. But as she distanced herself from the mysterious best friends she felt somehow like the warmth had drained from her body, and she realized she had really enjoyed being next to Blaise and hadn't even really minded being around Draco. Interestingly enough back down the hall Blaise had felt the same way and even Draco now felt a sudden chill but chalked it up to a drafty window.

"Do not do what I think you are doing Blaise she is mine."

"Please you have had seven years and you have done nothing but send her further and further away we aren't five year olds anymore girls wont like you if you are mean to them little Draco."

"Shut up Blaise or you will regret it. I call her names everyday and I have to live with myself afterwards but I have to. Do you know what would happen to her if my father knew I loved her. She would be dead Blaise and then neither of us win."

"Draco you are acting ridiculous, she will choose whom she chooses and I don't think it will be you unless I do something idiotically stupid."

"This isn't a game Zabini."

"Oh last names alright. I never ever said it was Malfoy maybe I really do like her."

The atmosphere became tense and neither friend knew what to say next maybe they should just punch each other and get it over with they both had a feeling that is where it would end sometime anyway. No they both thought. No and they both turned on a heel and walked away. This situation would have to be handled later but clearly Blaise would have no issue. He was going to be the one. He would live next door to her, he would respect her space and her life, and then she would fall for him and he would take whatever she gave him, whatever she gave him. 'Stop it Blaise, we are in a public place thinking of her naked will only prove to embarrass you.' 'She was pretty before but this summer her hair had become almost perfect it was no longer bushy but wildly curly like sex hair.' 'Sex hair awesome you are thinking about her with sex hair, how about she has naturally very curly hair that no longer looks bushy but sophisticated?' 'I think we can agree on that.' 'We?' 'I' He really needed to stop talking to himself in his head.

Draco on the other hand was worried. He knew Blaise would be so close to her all the time. That he would get into her head and make her think he was perfect for her even though he had been protecting her as long as he could remember. 'Protecting her by making her think you hate her.' But he had to, if he hadn't she would have died a long time ago. He was never allowed to be happy and Hermione was maybe the one thing left that made him feel human. But he was to marry a Greengrass though he would only ever love one.

As both boys walked away from each other in different directions their minds both plagued them with insecurities about the new head girl, and as she herself finished her rounds she found herself thinking of all that could go wrong with her and Blaise in such close proximity and even what could go even wronger with her and Draco thanks to her new roommate.

The train gave one loud whistle and Hermione immediately forgot all her troubles though because she had just returned to the only place she truly loved. Home.

R&R please I need a little feedback since I plan on making this story long. Encouragement to continue maybe?