Yeah... I'm adding the first three chapters at once, but after that it's one at a time. So.. don't get used to this!
Chapter Two: Poison
He tugged at his robes as he waited for her to show up. She was always running late. His eyes darted around trying to find her face. Annoying mudblood, he cursed at her as she came bounding towards him.
"You're Head Boy?" Her eyes darkened as she saw the badge on his chest.
"I'm wearing the badge, aren't I? I thought you were smarter than that." She rolled her eyes and swooshed her hair off her shoulders.
"Stop being an arse. Where's the Headmaster?" He grinned at her.
"And why do you need to know that?"
"I'm Head Girl, git." His grin broadened.
"Well, well, well. This should be fun."
Draco held the parchment in his hands as he sat on his bed. A grin spread on his face as he reread the note.
Dear Mister Malfoy,
I am glad to inform you that you have made the honorary position of Head Boy. There are many guidelines and rules for you to look over, but that will be taken care of at the meeting on the train. The meeting will be held at the Head's Compartment as soon as the train will embark. The meeting will cover things only to be discussed among Prefects and the Head Girl, unless said otherwise.
Yours Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster
Draco took a deep breath. He hadn't expected to make Head Boy, he knew it was a lot of work. And he was never one who liked a lot of work. But this would definitely make the year interesting.
The next morning, Draco and Mrs. Malfoy made their way through the thick crowd of Hogwarts students. "I'm serious, Draco, no screwing this up. This a big deal. Head Boy is something that will give you an extra boost in your life. Jobs will be offered to you like milk to a baby. Please, Draco, be on your best behavior."
"You know me, Mum, I'm always a gentleman." His mother gave him a sharp look.
"What did I tell you?"
"I'll do my best, okay?" Draco smirked at her.
"Of course you will. You're a Malfoy." Draco smirked while she slightly hugged him. "Make me proud."
"I always do." He gave her one last goodbye before climbing into the train that would embark on his last year at Hogwarts. His eyes adjusted to the soft lighting as he fought his way through a group of first years to get to the Head's compartment.
"Ah, Mister Malfoy, in here please." Professor Minerva McGonagall motioned him inside the cramped compartment with the other students waiting there. He walked past her without a word. "We'll begin once the Head Girl has arrived." Draco shot a glance at McGonagall. He had an annoying theory who the Head Girl would be. His head ached with a headache he knew he would receive once she showed up.
"Professor McGonagall, who's the Head Girl?" A quite voice that belonged to a rather tiny girl with short blonde hair called out from the back of the compartment. Draco looked up at the elderly woman.
"Why, it's none other than Miss Hermione Granger." McGonagall left the compartment and slid the doors shut behind her. Draco stood up to follow her. He should have known she would get it, she was the smartest out of their class after all. But he couldn't help but still be disappointed. Living with a mudblood was going to be hard.
"Professor, I think this was... unwise...to put myself and Granger in this position." Draco closed the doors behind him as he stood before her. Her eyes were hard and her lips thin. She never liked him, and he had the feeling she never would.
"And what, Mister Malfoy, is that kind of position?" She put her hands on hips. Draco smirked.
"Making us live together, Professor. Our history isn't a happy one."
"Mister Malfoy, that's something you'll have to work out with Miss Granger. But she isn't here yet. So please, wait inside the compartment. And maybe if you tried some sort of mutual agreement, you two could find this year less stressful for the both of you." She opened the doors and nudged him inside. He reluctantly budged.
Once inside, Draco slouched in his seat, angry at the world for giving him such a horrible fate. It was ridiculous to make them live together. Draco listened as a voice called out from outside the compartment.
"Professor! Professor! I'm so sorry! I didn't plan on being late... I swear. I know this looks bad, my first day being Head Girl and I'm late! I'm so sorry!"
"It's quite alright, Miss Granger. The train hasn't taken off yet, has it? Just wait inside the compartment for the Headmaster and all will be well." The door slid open and Draco watched as Hermione placed herself in a seat by the door. She was out of breath and her chest was rising and falling rapidly like she had just ran a marathon.
"Hermione! I'm so happy you made Head Girl! No one deserves it better than you." The tiny blonde came hurrying next to Hermione as soon as she could. Draco slid further down his seat, hoping Granger wouldn't see him.
"And look at you, Miss Prefect!" Hermione smiled at her, disgusting Draco even more.
"I hope to make Head Girl like you, but I know it's too much for me. I'm not near as smart as you, Hermione."
"You're too kind, Callie. You can do anything, you have the world in your hands." Callie, Draco knew that name. She was a pureblood Ravenclaw. She was too skinny to be Draco's type, but she was pretty. He had heard her father just got a promotion in the Ministry. Callie Van Yolk, his father had hated that family. He said they were traitors. He hung his head; Callie didn't look like a traitor to Draco. His father was wrong.
"You'll never guess who got Head Boy. I was so shocked when I heard. You'll do flips!" Draco groaned, he knew what was coming up. Granger would throw a fit.
"Malfoy, do you know if you made captain this year?" A young fifth year with slicked back hair sat next to him. Draco rolled his eyes.
"No, I haven't. Why does everyone think it'll be me?" The boy smirked. Typical Slytherin.
"It's very obvious why, Malfoy. Congrats on making Head Boy, by the way."
"What!" Draco jumped and turned towards Granger, who was glaring at him with the hatred of a thousand suns.
"I know, it's horrible. Hermione, do you really have to live all year with him?" Hermione narrowed her eyes into slits. Draco smirked at her.
"I'll do everything in my power to prevent that." Before Draco could retort, Dumbledore came hustling into the already tightly spaced room.
"Congratulations to all of you for making such high honors!" Albus Dumbledore was what a typical wizard was expected to look like. A snow-white beard, a nice pointy hate, shiny blue eyes behind half-moon glasses and a rather pleasant voice. Draco watched him. "This year shall prove to be a difficult one, but it's nothing we can't handle. I'll need a little extra help from you students, but I have faith in all of you in handling the tasks." His eyes wandered to meet Draco's. "I would like to congratulate Miss Granger and Mister Malfoy for making Heads. You two will make a splendid team." Draco could feel Granger's eyes burning through him, but he didn't have the guts to meet them. "After the ceremony, Prefects will lead their houses to their dorms. Tomorrow we will have a short briefing on this year's extra curricular actives you will partake in. Any questions?" No one moved a muscle. They were all eager to get out of there as soon as possible and return to the safety of their friends. "Wonderful. See you at dinner!" Draco watched as Hermione darted after Dumbledore as he left. Draco spared no time in thinking, he followed them both into the passageway.
"Miss Granger, Mister Malfoy, I expect you both are here for the same reason, correct?" His eyes twinkled a little bit. One of the many things Draco hated about him.
"Professor, this is completely illogical. Malfoy and I are incapable of a decent conversation, how can you expect us to live together?" Draco smirked.
"We would kill each other."
"I highly doubt that, Mister Malfoy. I think you both are mature enough to handle your differences. And there was nothing illogical about my decision, Miss Granger. The staff and I all agreed you both received the highest scores and worked hard as Prefects. You both deserved your positions. I wouldn't like to have to take it away over a childish dispute. Any kind of misbehavior is not tolerable and I will have to take drastic measures against you. Is that understood?" Draco nodded his head.
"Yes, sir." Hermione mumbled. Dumbledore clapped his hands together.
"Wonderful! Enjoy the ride to school, it'll be your last." He gave them a wink and bristled away towards his own compartment. Hermione stomped past Draco without a word. He snatched her elbow and spun her around. Her eyes narrowed immediately.
"Let me go, Malfoy."
"Look, I don't want any problems, got it? You stay out of my way while... we're... together. I don't want to have to deal with you all year long. It's bad enough you're in my classes." Hermione rolled her eyes and jerked her arm away. She was stronger than he expected.
"Don't think I'm thrilled about this. You leave me alone, and I'll leave you alone. You step one toe out of line, Malfoy, and I'll cut it off before you even knew you did." Draco smirked.
"Such a feisty girl, Granger." Hermione smiled and began to walk away.
"More than you know." Draco watched her leave. He hadn't figured out what she meant by that, and he wasn't sure if he did want to know. He shrugged it off and went in his own direction.
Draco found himself sitting around the biggest idiots in the whole school. Goyle shoved a chocolate frog in his mouth while Crabbe picked at his fingernails with an absent mind. Pansy was ranting about how Lavender wore last year's fashion, and Blaise just relaxed into a slouch like Draco.
"And you wouldn't believe what she told me..."
"So, any news on Quidditch?" Blaise grinned as Draco shrugged his shoulders. Both boys were ignoring the girl next to them.
"I was like, "Ohmygod, are you serious?" And THEN she said...""
"Nothing you don't already know." Blaise sighed.
"That's a shame. It's really a blessing you made Head Boy. I can't believe they let that mudblood be Head Girl. She'll probably quiz you on the rules or something like that." Draco smirked.
"Then how is that a blessing?"
"Of course I was like, "Ohmygod." Lavender is such a..."
"Your friends get benefits."
"If they earn it."
"How so?"
"Are you listening!"
"Behavior."
"Seriously?"
"Hullo? I'm talking to you!" Pansy shouted.
"I'm always serious." Draco stood and opened the door. "I'm leaving. There's only so much of you guys I can take in one day." He slammed it shut behind him and thought of a place he could go to be alone. And that's when it hit him. The Head's compartment would be empty by now. He could hide there. He walked past his classmates and finally reached his destination. He slowly opened it to reveal Hermione Granger already inside.
"Bloody hell, can I ever get away from you?"
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Her voice sounded small. Draco smirked.
"I want to be alone. Could you leave? I'm sure your boyfriends are waiting for you." Hermione glared at him. Her eyes were red and she looked sad. Draco stepped back a little.
"They're not my boyfriends."
"Whatever, it's not important. Filth like you is never important."
"Get out."
"I have just as every right as you do to be here, mudblood."
"Leave."
"Trash like you shouldn't even be Head Girl. You're a pathetic excuse for a witch. A fake, a phony. A mudblood, a dirty mudblood."
"GET OUT!" Her hands were shaking and her eyes were burning with fury. Draco smirked and shrugged.
"Sure thing, mudblood. All you had to do was ask nicely." He slammed the door shut and took a deep breath. He was really hoping he could be alone. Now he had to suffer through his friends' company.
Draco walked away, completely ignorant of the hurt he left behind. Hermione held herself as tears stung her eyes. His words were killing her like poison.
Hehehehehe. Told you this was similar to other version.
