A/N: Heyo! Another chapter. Enjoy...

Hermione sat in the Headmistresses compartment with her things at the end of the train. She was going to find out who the Head Boy was. As she saw the Headmistress she noticed a girl behind her, long brown hair. Then she saw him.

He was walking behind the girl, heading her way. Draco Malfoy was Head Boy. Oh no! The Headmistress made her way into the compartment and smiled.

"Ms. Granger, Mr. Malfoy. No introductions there." McGonagall said.

"Malfoy." Hermione nodded.

"Granger." Draco sighed.

"Ms. Granger, I'd like you to meet Tori Malfoy, a fellow Gryffindor." McGonagall motioned to the girl.

"Nice to meet you." Hermione said, reaching her hand out to greet her. Tori looked to her brother once more and he smiled, and Tori returned the handshake.

"You as well." Tori said politely.

"Mr. Potter will be guiding Ms. Malfoy around." McGonagall sat on one of the side couches.

Draco flickered his eyes to her. "Headmistress, won't Hermione be guiding her as well?"

"No, Mr. Malfoy. Because she will be sharing a common room with you." McGonagall said.

"What?" Hermione jumped from her seat.

"The rules, Ms. Granger. Now I suppose you both read the letter over with all your Head Prefect duties?" McGonagall smiled.

"Yes." They said simultaneously.

"Perfect. Bring your trunks to the Head Prefect compartment a few compartments down. Ms. Malfoy, come with me." McGonagall said.

"Could I have a minute with my sister please?" Draco turned to the Headmistress.

"Very well then. Mrs. Granger?" McGonagall motioned for the hallway.

Hermione took her trunk and followed the Headmistress out. She waited outside for Malfoy, watching the scene inside the compartment.

"So you're not going to be in the same common room as me?" She asked.

"No but you already knew that my little Gryffindor." Draco smiled.

"I'm scared." She bowed her head in shame.

He took her in his arms and patted her hair. "Listen, the Gryffindor crew are the nicest people I have ever met. You'll be fine."

Hermione leaned against the wall. The nicest people he's ever met? Malfoy hated their guts. A moment later, the two Malfoys came out of the compartment. Hermione and Draco followed the Headmistress to the compartment that Harry was in.

Draco saw Potter, Weasley, Weaslette, Luna, and Longbottom. He tried his best to smile at all of them. He got a smile back from Luna, and a wave from Longbottom.

"Headmistress, what's up?" Harry asked standing up.

"Mr. Potter, this is Tori Malfoy, I suppose you will take good care of her while she is here at Hogwarts." McGonagall stated. The look one the two Weasleys faces did not give Draco a good feeling. However McGonagall continued to talk.

"Ms. Malfoy, this is Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, and Neville Longbottom." McGonagall smiled.

"Hi. I've heard much about you." Tori said holding out her hand to Potter.

And the looks on their faces didn't move and Tori laughed. "All good thing, really."

"Well, I'll leave you to socialize, Mrs. Granger, Mr. Malfoy." McGonagall turned to them.

They followed her to a compartment that read 'Head Prefects' and their was two couches, and overhangs for their trunks.

"Do get along. Dumbledore chose the two of you for a reason." McGonagall smiled and then she was gone.
Hermione went to pick her trunk off of the ground but his hand met hers. She looked up at him and he smiled.

"Let me get it." He said, lifting the trunk into one of the overhangs.

"Thank you, Malfoy." She said sitting down.

"Your welcome, Granger." He said, doing the same.

"So that's your cousin or something." She asked, making small conversation.

"My sister." Draco corrected.

"Oh." She said, looking around.

"I'm sorry." Draco said, looking at the floor.

"What?" Hermione turned her head to make sure she had heard him right.

"I'm sorry." Draco said a little louder, not moving his gaze from the floor.

"For what, Malfoy?" She asked, crossing her legs.

"For everything. For calling you that awful name. Picking on you all those years. It's just you were much better than me. And my father didn't like that, so I tried to make you feel lower than me. But it was awfully wrong of me. And I know it won't make it better but I'm sorry." He said with a slight sniffle in his voice.

Hermione took a moment to process what had escaped his mouth. She had met Lucius Malfoy, and he was not a person you wanted to cross paths with more than once.

"I forgive you, Draco." She said, causing him to look up at her in disbelief.

"I didn't ask you to do that." He stated.

"But I do." She smiled at him.

He still stared at her, and then thought of where to go next. He held out his hand. "Hello, my name is Draco Malfoy."

She laughed at him and then took it. "Nice to meet you, Draco. I'm Hermione Granger."

"Pleasure, Hermione." He smiled. Not a smirk, not a snarl. A smile, a genuine smile. One he had only used when talking to his sister.

"So Draco tell me about yourself." Hermione said, falling back.

"Nope. You first. What's your favorite color?" He asked.

"Blue. Yours?" She asked.

"Too cheesy to say green." He laughed.

"Yes. What's your favorite food?" She asked.

"Green apples. You?" He asked.

"Strawberry shortcake." She said making a yum sound afterwards.

"That's a dessert." Draco added.

"It's still food." She laughed and he did so as well.

He felt a feeling in the pit of his stomach. He liked talking to her. She was funny and easier to talk to than Pansy. If it hadn't been for his father, he just might of been friends with her.

"So what's your sister like?" Hermione asked, breaking him from his thoughts.

"She loves to read, much like myself its a Malfoy trait. But she writes these beautiful stories, about happiness and love. And she's so free and full of life. She loves to listen to muggle music. I remember when Mother bought us radio once, we just danced around the bedroom with two of the house elves Jonas and Piper. Oh Father was furious." Draco's smiled from talking of his little sister faded at the memory.

Hermione watched as the boy fought back a small tear. She had known Draco's father to be a horrible man, but something told her he was no family man.

"Draco." She whispered his name as if saying it would break him.

He started to laugh, not a humorous laugh almost like a crazy laugh. "Father wanted a child who was arrogant, pure evil, and kept there mouth shut. Me nor my sister was that."

"Ok." She said moving over to his side, sitting down next to him.

"He despised my sister. More than he despised me. She was shunned, locked away as if she wasn't even there. Mother hated him everyday for it. I had to sneak around and lie just to see my sister. Riddikulus right?" He looked in her direction.

Hermione place her hand on his knee, she was unsure if he had planned on telling her all of this or it just came out in the heat of the moment.

She felt his hand cover hers, and she caught a glimpse of his pale eyes filled with pain. On the brink of shattering into tears. She placed her other hand in the middle of his back. A couple months ago, if someone had told her she'd be sitting on the Hogwarts comforting a distressed Draco Malfoy, she would have sent them to St. Mungo's right away.

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