Disclaimer: I'm not J K Rowling. You can tell by the way this is a Dramione :P

A/N: I was just listening to songs and I'm sooooooooooooooooo high right now! :D

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Chapter 4: A change is never good.

"You are a Gryffindor! That means you ARE brave!" Hermione nodded, taking deep breaths.

She slowly rinsed out her shampoo, loving the hot water. She gave a small sigh as she stepped out of the shower and took up a towel. She wrapped it around herself and turned to face the mirror.

Hermione saw the determined look that stared back at her and nodded at her image. Nobody would be sniffing her hair today and she certainly wasn't going to be stuck in a broom cupboard for three very torturous hours. She walked out of the Head Dormitory, her head held high, her shoes clicking.

She spotted the Head Boy, Ernie Macmillan, who first froze and then flinched, his cheeks began to color. Hermione winced knowing why he was doing so. He had been among the mob. They walked quietly and quickly, both not wanting to be late for breakfast and also to get away from each other.

Ernie's mind was whirling. He had recognized where he had last smelt that fragrance. He softly smiled at Hermione before entering the Great Hall. He made his way over to the Hufflepuff table and slipped into his seat. He turned to find the beaming Susan Bones next to him, like always. Ernie momentarily closed his eyes at the soft vanilla scent that washed over him, it was warm and safe. He suddenly turned to Susan and hugged her, breathing in and smiling. "I love you." He smiled into her neck. He felt her go stiff and withdraw from the hug. Ernie's smile slowly faded at Susan's blank face, until she kissed him.

On another table, adorned in red and gold sat a boy with vibrant red hair and a full mouth of food. Next to him sat another with messy black hair and brilliant green eyes.

"Hungh hedmudni." Ron Weasley, the red head, greeted Hermione with his usual welcome, his mouth full of sausages, eggs and a piece of bread. He certainly was never going to learn how to eat. He kind of enjoyed the face his best friend made.

Hermione scrunched up her nose in disgust. Ron beamed at her.

"I think he meant hey Hermione." Harry Potter said. His eyes were fixed on Ron's plate consisting of a mountain of everything on the table. His green eyes then turned to Hermione and he smiled. "What was that yesterday?" He asked carefully as Hermione took a seat. Hermione grimaced.

"I got a cauldron full of Pellicientes Flatum on me. Bloody Lisa!" She said taking up an apple and biting in it.

"Wang daa?" Ron asked, intelligently.

"Honestly Ron! Chew before you speak!" Hermione scolded. Ron merely grinned. "Anyways I have a class and I need to go to the library before it. I'll see you in DADA later!" Hermione got up and dragged her bag along with her. Ron swallowed and grinned at Harry.

"So what is Pellisomething?" Ron asked Harry.

"Don't ask me. I'm no Eagle." Harry shrugged.

"Hermione isn't either and she knows." Ron said grumpily. Harry raised his eyebrow. "Right… She's Hermione." Ron added before digging into his plate again.

Draco Malfoy sat on his desk in the potions class looking at his empty cauldron, waiting for the class to start. The class was empty and eerily silent, but Draco didn't mind, he hated people. They annoyed him, breathing too loudly and spilling potions.

His eyebrow twitched.

Yesterday had been a bad, bad day for him. He had come to his senses, frozen in a random corridor with crowds of boys surrounding him. He had been surrounded by plebeians! And when that Bookworm came out of the room with McGonagall… That... Scent.

It had kept him up all night, haunting him.

He closed his eyes and took deep breaths blocking it all out, the only thing he was truly good at. That, and looking devilishly handsome.

His lips curved into a crooked smirk.

Hermione waited outside smiling at Thatcher as he entered the dungeon. He looked sheepish as he did so. Now we can all say he should right? He did grab her hair and sniff at them.

Hermione tapped her toe and folded her arms watching as Thatcher opened the door for Emma, smiling at her. Hermione rolled her eyes at Emma's blush. It was SO obvious. She straightened as Professor Slughorn tumbled down the corridor.

"Professor Slughorn?" She said quietly. He turned to her and smiled. The Head Girl was his favorite student after all.

"Yes Hermione?" He smiled, stopping outside the door. She shuffled on her feet.

"Professor, can I… Uh… Get a new partner? One who isn't…"She paused searching her head for the right word. Clumsy? Impatient? Twitchy?

Professor Slughorn laughed and said "Sure Hermione. We'll change the seats randomly. It's time for a change anyway." Professor Slughorn, as much as he was jolly always loved his prized students.

Hermione beamed at the Professor and entered the dungeon after him. She sat at her usual desk next to Lisa who was moving small vials around the table, her foot shaking like a dog's tail wags. A vial dropped and she caught it at the last second. Hermione noticed the shiny purple color it had and shuddered at the image of it hitting the floor and breaking.

"Good morning class." Professor Slughorn beamed at his students, "Today we are going to make a Wolfsbane Potion, but before that I think a change in the seating arrangement is in order.

Thatcher and Emma stared at Professor with wide eyes. Lisa picked on her nails. The Rawenclaws sighed, looking disappointed at the waste of time going to take place. Draco Malfoy stared blankly ahead, looking bored.

"Emma Grint with…" Professor Slughorn scaled his finger down his register, "Abbey Vine."

Emma picked her books and gave a small smile to Thatcher before moving to the table behind her to sit with the Rawenclaw.

"Thatcher Thomas sits with Claire Shawn."

Nobody noticed the frown on Emma's face as he sat down next to the dark haired girl with brilliant blue eyes, who made space for the boy.

"Lisa Bones with Thalia Andrew. And that leaves Hermione Granger with…"

Hermione's eyes widened and she shook her head. Her heart plummeted. No no no.

"Draco Malfoy."

A/N: Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhu –laughs like a crazy scientist and rubs her hands- I'm trying not to keep any clichés, but I just Had to do that. I thought Ernie would make a good Head Boy, Draco being one would be wayyyyyyy to cliché. Even if he would be the hottest Head Boy EVER *_* and did you guys see what I did with Emma's name there? xD

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