Hope you guys love the first chapter.


CHAPTER 2

(Hermione's POV)

"Ginny, I've got to do something. They just can't neglect me without my title. I've done things way beyond than passing every test here in Hogwarts. I mean, I've been part of the Golden trio, I almost gave my life defending this place, I'm known as a war heroine." I complained.

"Apparently you're not the only highly intelligent witch here, Mione." Ginny said. "It's not impossible for others to be competitive."

"That's easy for you to say."

Ginny's been the only one who could comfort me in such situations. But sometimes she just doesn't understand me.

"I still have to do something." I complained.

Ginny shrugged. She stared at me for a moment then she finally broke the silence.

"You need sleep, Mione." She urged. "You've been clacking about this title ever since dinner. What you really need now is a rest. I'll meet you tomorrow."

She hugged me one last time and left me at the common room.

I walked to my new dormitory up beside the Gryffindor girls' dorm. As head girl I have privileges such as having my own dorm.

My thoughts cleared up as I focused on the large mahogany doors before me that have large Gryffindor emblem at the center. I pushed the golden handles of the doors that matched the gold of the door frame.

As I walk inside the dorm, I found myself staring at a circular room with a desk at the middle part of the room, which kind of looks like a small office. The room's walls were shelves that are full of books of every topic, that's perfect for advanced learning. I stood in front of the desk and discovered a note slipped inside a Transfiguration book. I reached for the note that read: "The password is Lavender Patronus". A weak smile ran across my face.

"That's a funny password." I muttered to myself.

My eyes shifted to a portrait to the right from the point where I stand. A portrait of a little girl with red hair in white robes with Lavender flowers clasped in her hands.

"Password?" said the little girl that kind of reminds me of a little Ginny.

"Oh, uh Lavender Patronus." The little girl smiled then the portrait hole opened.

I entered a room with a large four-poster bed that's much larger than my four-poster last year. It has scarlet pillows that matched the curtains cascading down the windows. My trunk rested just below the bed in front of the fireplace. I walked through a smaller mahogany door and was amazed as I stand before a walk-in wardrobe. Behind me was a dresser, I opened a cabinet below the mirror and found four shower gels of different scents, three Gryffindor-red towels, and three sets of shower robes.

The water of the showers is warm and soothing. The granite walls of the shower matched the white of the floor. I felt like living in a five-star hotel.

I pulled on my pyjamas as I get ready for bed. I headed back to the bedroom and stood in front of my four-poster. I sighed as a smile came through my lips. I let my body collapse at the soft red pillows resting just beneath me.


(Draco's POV)

"You know, Malfoy, I suppose you should quit on being such a git to Granger."

Granger and I had been on our throats for Merlin knows how long. It's quite impossible to instantly forget what she's done for almost 10 years of my life. Especially what she'd done last year. She's as much as a git as me, for Zabini's information. Well, maybe she's much more of a git as I am.

"Give me one good reason, Zabini." I replied. Sometimes I wonder why Zabini's in Slytherin. He could be really soft for a Slytherin sometimes.

"Draconis Lucius Malfoy, she's kind of intelligent. Not to mention being pretty. Have you seen her lately?" Blaise reasoned while raising an eyebrow at me. "Besides, what she'd done to you? She couldn't be that bad."

"You kind of sound like my mother." I said. "Anyway, you really don't understand, don't you? She's nothing more than a little filthy mudblood, she's been beating me in exams and you know how that irritates me! And besides, she deserves to be treated like scum." I protested.

"Whatever." With that he left me in the commons.

To be honest, I actually agree with what Zabini said about Granger. She has actually changed a lot since fourth term. Her frizzy hair became tamed in long small curls, her skin became fairer, and her matured features seemed beautiful. But that doesn't or cannot change the fact that she's a mudblood. And most importantly, couldn't change what she's done.

"Her pretty face never will cover the truth." I muttered to myself. I let out a long sigh when Blaise suddenly jerked his head out of the Boys' dorm door.

"I told you so!" Blaise smirked.

"Shut up Zabini! Just get some sleep or I'll make sure you sleep at the hospital wing before you could even say 'I'!"

"And why? So you could mutter to yourself how beautiful Granger is? I don't think so."

"Whatever!" I glared at him for sneaking up on me. Well, I think that's why he's in Slytherin. He could be such a prat sometimes.

"You know, I think it's about time we Slytherins forget about this 'pureblood' drama. I mean, the war is over, we could use a little change." He made a face when he said the word "pureblood" as if it is a mere position in reality.

"And just don't care that much for that stupid family issues. Think about it Draco, Granger's the only beautiful witch left here, you know."

My glare is still fixed at him as he managed to shrug and collapse to his four- poster bed.

"Rubbish!" I muttered to myself as I strolled to the boys' dorm.

I stood in front of my four-poster bed and slammed my worn-out figure on the soft pools of emerald pillows.

"Blaise Zabini, you obviously don't have a clue about such pandemonium last year." I whispered to myself as I let out an exhausted sigh.

I closed my eyes and abruptly lost consciousness.