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Chapter III: Meet the Heads

The Great Hall is looking magical as ever with the traditional floating candles and the enchanted ceiling reflecting the night sky. Albus Dumbledore stood before his podium, "Welcome, students, to another year at Hogwarts! A few words before we go on with The Sorting ceremony and the feast," He paused. "Mr. Filch, the caretaker, has asked me to tell you that the list of objects forbidden inside the castle has this eyar been extended to include Screaming Yo-yos, Fanged Frisbees and Ever-Bashing Boomerangs. The full list comprises some four hundered and thirty-seven items, I believe, and can be viewed in Mr. Filch's office, if anybody would like to check it." Dumbledore glanced in the Weasley twins' direction, mouth twitching. "As ever, I would like to remind you all that the Forest in the grounds remains... forbidden."

"Also, It is my great pleasure to introduce to you all this years Head Girl..." pausing, looking towards the Gryffindor table, "Hermione Granger!" Hermione, face red, stood, and were applauded. Dumbledore cleared his throat, looking at the Slytherins, "And the Head Boy... Draco Malfoy!"

The Slytherin table has gone wild, everyone congratulating Draco~ patting his back and shaking his hands. The rest of the students were muttering under their breathes, heads swivelled towards the blonde. Looking smug, Draco shot a smirk towards Hermione and her friends.

"I don't trust him." Said Ron. "I mean, look at his face! It looks like a face of a Death Eater that is plotting something evil! He's definitely gonna use his position to give us all a hard time." Continued the red head. "I don't like this either but we'll need to trust Dumbledore. For some reason, he thinks that rotter is capable of being a responsible Head Boy." Harry said.

Hermione dared to look where the Head Boy was sitted. She caught him looking at her and her friends, with his holier-than-thou smirk. He saw her looking and the mirth in his eyes slowly faded away~ replaced by something that made Hermione look away.

"Now... we shall get our first-years sorted." said Dumbledore. The tattered-looking hat, placed on a stool in the middle of the great hall, started singing. McGonagall started calling the names listed on the scroll she was holding. The Sorting ceremony didn't take long and soon, everyone is enjoying the meal served in front of them.

After the feast, the Heads are to stay behind and wait for McGonagall. The professor will be showing the two where their living quarters is located. Hermione bid her friends goodnight and walked towards where Draco is standing. An awkward silence was shared between the two. Thankfully, McGonagall arrived sooner than expected. "The two of you, follow me."

After making countless turns, climbing enchanted stairs and passing several corridors that weren't accessed often by students, they finally made their way up to the entrance of the Heads' sleeping quarters, which was concealed behind a large portrait of a serpent entwined with a lion.

"Um.. Professor, were on the sixth floor, am I right?" Hermione started. "Yes, Miss Granger, indeed. Now, the password is Eternus Gaudium. You may change the password if you wish, so long that you two do it together." McGonagall said. She bid the two goodnight then disappeared along the hallway.

The portrait swung open revealing a room big enough to fit hundreds of students, including Hagrid. It looks very cozy just like the Gryffindor common room but also has a toughness to it like the Slytherin's chamber. The room's color is neutral~ light brown being the main color. On each side of the room located a staircase leading to the Head Boy and Head Girl's private rooms.

"This looks amazing! It's so big. I've never seen a room this big except for the Great Hall, I think." Hermione admired the place. "Shut it, Mudblood. This looks pathetic compared to my room in the Manor." Draco said with so much distate. Ignoring Malfoy's nasty attitude, she decided to go upstairs to see what her bedroom looked like.

Draco went straight to his room and unpacked. After making sure that everything is in order, he started undressing, leaving only his green boxers made of silk. He made his way to the bathroom and started to run a bath. He jumped into the tub, big enough to fit at least 10 people.

The door on the right side of the bathroom, the side where Hermione's room is located, opened. Hermione walked in wearing short shorts and a tank top. She noticed that the bath is running and jumped when she saw Malfoy in it. "Malfoy! What do you think you're doing?!" She screamed. Malfoy adjusted his body, to which Hermione would have a perfect sight of his upper torso. "Shouldn't I be the one asking you that question, Granger? Considering you're the one who walked into me, disrupting my peaceful bath." Hermione was too embarassed to say something witty in return, started stuttering, "W-we-well... you should have used the locking spell, you dimwit!" "Like what you see, Granger?" Draco said, clearly amused how uncomfortable Hermione is seeing him in such position. She scowled at him and was about to turn around and leave when Malfoy grabbed his wand that was resting next to the tub, "Aguamenti."

Hermione didn't see the puddle Malfoy created, fell on her back. "Ow!" She yelled. Draco slowly walked out of the tub and stood in front of Hermione. "Mudblood, Mudblood. Where do you think you're going?" Eyes narrowed, Hermione said, "Away from you, you prick!" Draco grabbed her face and leaned closer. "Don't touch me!" She spat. Her hands were searching the floor for her wand but couldn't find it. "Looking for this, Granger?" Draco said, twirling Hermione's wand between his fingers. "Give me back my wand, Malfoy." She said dangerously. "Let me tell you something, you filthy thing. You're not to tell what I should and should not do."

She made a move to get up but Draco caught her wrist. Losing her balance, she tried to use Malfoy's arm to steady herself but ended up falling, having Draco on top of her. Hermione froze in place, embarassed in their position. Hermione couldn't help but notice Draco's lean body. She mentally slapped herself, appalled on such thoughts, especially it's about Draco Malfoy, of all people.

Draco has never been this close to the girl, and he didn't want to nor dreamed to. Underneath him is Hermione Granger, wandless and face flushed. He swallowed, unable to utter a single word~ he fled the room and left Hermione lying on the cold marble floor.

He casted a cleaning spell on him, since he didn't finish his bath, and went straight to bed and that night was the first night he dremed of Hermione Granger.

A:N/ This was my second attempt on writing this chapter. I accidentally turned my computer off without saving the file last night so I had to re-do everything. It was so frustrating, let me tell you! :( But... pleaseeee... R&R! It would mean so, so much! Thank youuu! x