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Ok guys I now what you're thinking…I am going to answer some questions for questions for you. Yes Ginny and Harry are a couple. They are the only couple so far. Nothing else is written in stone. As for Ron, Hermione, Draco, Blaise and all of the other characters that have not been mentioned yet, including Neville and Luna, they are still fair game.

I have had a few people ask me about all of the errors that I had in the first chapter. I was very, very tired the night that I wrote that so I am surprised that it makes since at all. In any case I will be correcting them soon but the story line will not change so you do not need to reread it.

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The Last Trip to Hogwarts

"What? Who is it from?" Draco snatched the letter away from Fred who tried to hide his obvious laughing.

"Blaise, you might want to get behind him for when he faints." Blaise gave Fred an odd look but followed his request.

"Ok, let's see. Umm to Draco 146 Diagon Alley, London England; the return address is from…Hermione?" Draco took a step back and then tripped over Blaise who tripped over Fred, who fell over the counter. Just as Fred took a spill over the counter and landed in a rack of puking pasties, George made his way down the stairs.

"What is all this about Fred?" He tried to suppress his laughter. "Were you all trying to waltz without me?" George mimicked waltzing by himself while humming.

"No you prick," Draco said, his face growing pale, "I got a letter from Hermione."

"So, why don't you just read it?" George didn't understand who it was really from.

"I, did you hear what I said? It's from Hermione! As in Hermione Granger. You know? The one who I made fun of for like six years. The one who I called a mudblood, the one who hated me up until yesterday. That is who the letter is from, Hermione Granger!" Draco sat down on the floor and simply stared blankly at the unopened letter.

"Oh. Well, open it! Come on let's see! If it's from her it must be important. By the way, are you sure that nothing happened that day in Gringotts? You haven't been the same since." George winked at him.

"Shut up!" Instead of pale he began to turn red.

"Oh I see. Well, open it already." Both George and Fred, who had gotten up and fixed the shelf, took a step toward him.

"Alright, alright, I'll open it." Slowly and dramatically, he opened the seal.

"Come on Draco this isn't a soap opera!" Blaise said.

"A what?" Draco looked at him with a peculiar face.

"Oh, just this muggle show that has way too much drama. My mum watches it." Blaise shrugged.

Draco decided to ignore the stupid comment and continued with the letter. As he opened it, he noticed Hermione's handwriting, not that he had ever really paid attention to it. He continued to unfold it. The letter had a funny smell, almost like lilies.

"Well, read it out loud." Blaise urged.

"Why? Why do you care what Hermione has to say?" Draco's face again changed, this time to pink.

"Just read the bloody letter!"

"Fine." He smoothed the letter out onto the counter. "Dear Draco, I just wanted to say that I had a nice time in Diagon Alley with you. Since we have both been picked as head boy and girl, we if course will be sharing responsibility and head dorms. If you would please meet me in the train one hour before we leave so we can discuss how we will divide responsibilities. I hope to see you soon. Sincerely, Hermione. Ps, I hope you like licorice snaps!" Just then, another owl, Hedwig, flew through the now opened door and straight toward Draco. He was carrying a green package wrapped with a silver bow. "How did she know licorice snaps were my favorite?" Draco said accepting the package and giving the bird a treat.

"That would be us mate!" George signaled to himself and his twin.

"Whoo, Whoo! Draco's not even in school yet and already he has a new lover!" Blaise cooed.

"Shut up Blaise! She just wants to discuss responsibilities!" Draco crumpled the letter and shot it into the waist can.

"Yeah, the question is what kind of responsibilities?" Blaise raised his eyebrows and quickly ran up the stairs.

"What a prick!" Draco yelled to no one in particular as he followed Blaise

"Come on now the train is leaving soon! Ron get your butt out of bed and get ready!" Mrs. Weasley was in Ron's room trying to get him up. The rest of the family and Harry and Hermione were downstairs ready to eat breakfast.

"Mom! I'm up ok? Now let me get dressed already!" Ron pushed his mother out of his room and got dressed. When he finally made his way downstairs to the breakfast table he noticed that they were already eating.

"Good morning Ronald." Ginny said with a grin that was all too friendly. Mum must have put her up to it to be nice.

"Morning." He grunted. "You started without me?" He said to Harry.

"Well mate, Hermione does have to be at the train at ten sharp for the heads meeting with Draco." Harry gave a side glance at Hermione who had looked up.

"I see." Ron gave Hermione a sympathetic look to Hermione and sat down.

"What was that look for?" Hermione said with a hint of anger in her voice.

"What do you mean Hermione? I just said I see." Ron was too tired to fight right now.

"I mean you gave me a look like you were sorry for me." Hermione's voice began to grow louder. "Draco has changed Ron and you know it!"

"You think he's changed? Hermione don't you remember when he called you the 'm' word? Don't you remember all of the times he made fun of you? Who was there to stick up for you? Who protected you? Who made sure you were safe? Me! I did! Now look what you are doing; you're putting yourself right back into the situation that I saved you from! I know you think he's changed! I know Mum and Fred and George think he's changed! Even Dad thinks he's got good in him! How could you believe him?" Ron had stood up, his face was beat red. His anger towards Malfoy and to Hermione who thought he had changed now erupted into a messy disaster. "AFTER ALL I DID FOR YOU, NOW YOU THROW IT AWAY WITH HIM!" He had actually began to cry.

"Ron? What are you talking about?" Hermione had never seen him this upset with her. "Just because I think he has changed, doesn't mean that I'm not going to be cautious around him. At least not for awhile." She had stood as well and took a step towards Ron who backed away into the wall.

"NO! You just don't understand Hermione!" He ran up the stairs covering his face. "I'm not hungry anymore! I'm going to get my trunk."

Hermione knew that as soon as he said he wasn't hungry that there was definitely something wrong with him. She wanted to follow but felt that it would only make the whole matter worse. She simply sat on her chair and continued eating.

Harry thought that Hermione had been so emotionless and uncaring. Instead of going after Ron she sat down and ate like nothing had happened. Just before he called her out on it he saw a single tear run down her cheek and onto the floor.

Draco waited patiently for Hermione to arrive. It wasn't like her to be five minutes late. Even he knew that! He didn't really mind waiting anyway; he wanted to saver his last trip to Hogwarts. This was his last first day at Hogwarts. He still remembered first year when he had learned that Harry Potter had come. He was determined to be his friend. His father would be so proud of him. But that little pip squeak red head messed it up for him. His father was furious! Draco had held a grudge for six years. He had been so mean and hateful. No one really understood him at all. Draco didn't like being the feared one anymore. Hermione had been so nice to him. She had been there for him even if she didn't know it. She had forgotten how mean he had been for six years and been friendly. In a way, she saved his life that day in Diagon Alley. He had been so depressed since the law was passed; now he felt there was hope. If they couldn't get the law to go away, maybe it would still be ok. As long as he had his…

"Draco sorry I'm late!" Hermione busted through the door of the compartment. Her hair was a mess, her clothes were disheveled. She was carrying her bag in one hand, a book in the other. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

"Its fine Hermione just sit down so we can start." He decided to act civilized and keep his composure, no matter how hard it was.

Hermione sat down next to Draco and threw her things on the floor. She put her hair into a messy bun and bent down to pick up a quill and parchment. When she rose back up she noticed Draco staring right at her.

"Is something wrong? Is my hair a mess or something? I have food on my face don't i?" She conjured a mirror and began to examine herself.

"No. Nothing, you look great." As soon as he said it he felt like an idiot.

"Really?" What did he mean by that?

For the next 45 minutes, both Hermione and Draco worked tirelessly on new rules, regulations and others that they would present to Dumbledore. Hermione however found it hard to concentrate. Draco smelled so good. His cologne was engulfing her. Every time she turned toward him she got a whiff of that smell. It began to haunt her.

Draco could not get over the way that Hermione would scrunch up her nose every time she turned toward him. He hoped she would notice the cologne he had put on. Draco was pleased when it seemed that Hermione couldn't even concentrate.

"Draco?" Hermione said as she wrote down the last rule. "I think it's time to see if all of the prefects are here yet. I know Ron and Hannah Abbot are so maybe they can help us gather up the rest. Here's a list of the names. We should meet back here at eleven sharp ok?" She stuck her pencil in her hair. Draco couldn't help but notice how cute she looked.

"Uhhh…right. Yeah see you in ten minutes. He took the list and hustled out the door to find the rest of the prefects.

"Could you two just break apart for five minutes?" Ron was leaning against the train shielding his eyes from Harry and Ginny who were snogging right out in the open. "You do realize that is my sister Harry? You are killing me."

"Sorry mate." He took Ginny's arm and boarded the train to find a more private place for snogging.

"Yeah well," Before Ron could finish his sentence Draco came up to him with a piece of parchment in his hands.

"Weasley."

"Malfoy." The two of them nodded at each other.

"The prefect meeting will start at eleven sharp. So get a move on." Draco turned to leave when he noticed something. "By the way, Ron, have you been crying?"

"I hate that guy so much!" Ron whispered to himself. He looked at his reflection in the train window. If one were to look closely they would be able to notice.

Ron boarded the train and made his way down to the head's compartment where the meeting would take place. Inside he saw Hannah Abbot, Collin Creevy, Blaise Zabini and a lot of others that he didn't know. As soon as Hermione and Draco entered the room it became silent.

"Good morning everyone." Hermione smiled. "I am Hermione and this is Draco. We are the heads this year. I would first like to congratulate all of you for making the prefects. We have a very high expectation for all of you so if you would please do your best to stay out of trouble," Hermione looked straight at Ron.

"What?" Ron feigned innocence.

"Then that would be greatly appreciated." She continued. "Now are there any questions?" Hermione scanned the room for a raised hand. "None?" A single hand shot up.

"What is the password for the prefect bathroom?" A sixth year asked.

"That would be Draco rules." Draco smiled his evil grin. "That is also the head dorm room's password.

"Draco was in charge of passwords." Hermione explained. She shook her head and rolled her eyes. "Now, are there anymore questions?" Ron simply spoke up.

"You mean to tell me that whenever I want a bath I have to say Draco rules? What the bloody hell were you thinking Hermione?"

"Ron, it's just a password." Hermione tried her hardest to keep her responsible look but lost it for a millisecond and gave Ron a dirty look.

"I think it's the best password we've ever had!" Draco proclaimed. Everyone in the room held suppressed laughter. Even Hermione snickered slightly.

"All right now. You all know that you may give detention and take away points. I must warn you not to misuse this right or it will be taken away. You have a responsibility to uphold order in the school, make sure that responsibility is carried out." She beamed at the students. "Now if there aren't anymore questions then I am going to ask you to patrol the halls for an hour. Then you may go into your compartments and get ready. Don't forget fifth years that you are to show the first years to their dorms. Have a good year."

The students filed out of the room. Soon only Ron, Hermione and Draco remained. Hermione became very uncomfortable. She wasn't sure having Ron and Draco should be in the same room for more than they needed to.

"Uhhh…Hermione, could I have a word?" Ron asked.

"Sure, Draco do you mind?" Hermione motioned towards the door.

"Yeah, yeah whatever." Draco left the pair alone.

"Hermione," Ron continued as soon as Draco had left. "I'm sorry how I acted this morning. I kind of acted like a prick." He lowered his eyes to the floor.

"Ron just stop ok? Look, I just want to stop this fighting ok? I just want to go back to normal!" She walked up to Ron and put her hand on his shoulder. "I just want us to be friends like we used to. And that means you're going to have to trust me."

"Hermione, I know that you like him now. I know that you think he's changed. I am still going to look out for you but, I guess I will try to get along. For you I'll try." He shrugged away her hand.

"Thanks Ron." She hugged him. Slowly he wrapped his arms around her and hugged back. He was so glad that she that she forgave him like that. "Now get out of here Ron. Go patrol!"

Harry had finished his make out session with Ginny and was now almost falling asleep. She was stroking his hair as he was trying to read up on potions. She however, was distracting him greatly.

"So the Polyjuice potion requires some uhhh? You know what I don't care anymore!" Harry sat closed his eyes and let sleep come to him. As soon as Ginny was sure that Harry was asleep she quit stroking his hair and laid down next to him. She was really tired too.

Neville and Luna entered the compartment to see nothing but Ginny and Harry sleeping next to each other on one side of the room.

"Well, I guess they didn't get much sleep last night." Neville said to Luna.

"Probably snorpaps. They keep me up at night all of the time." Neville decided to ignore the comment that Luna had made.

"Luna?" Ginny stirred.

"Yes Ginny?" She looked down at the girl laying next to a still sleeping Harry.

"How have you been?" Ginny sat up and rubbed her eyes.

"Well, considering what has happened with the Ministry, I feel ok. Neville and I have solved that problem anyway." Luna glanced over to Neville and smiled.

"What do you mean?" Ginny was much too tired to think straight.

Luna lifted her left hand up toward Ginny and let the light sparkle on the diamond ring she wore on her finger.

"Luna! You and Neville! Oh when is the wedding?" For once in her life Ginny was excited.

"Christmas break. My grandma will be sending invitations soon." Neville replied.

"Oh! That is wonderful! Harry! Wake up!" Ginny bent down and shook Harry hard to wake him.

"Huh?" He slowly opened his eyes.

"Luna and Neville have some wonderful news Harry!" Ginny greeted him with a smile.

"What? What is it?" Harry sat up and looked at Neville.

"Harry, would you like to be my best man?"

"What?"