Hey guys...so this is the next chap but first i want to let you know something...I wasn't able to put all the winners in this chapter...I know I said I would...but I couldn't continue this chapter without it getting to out of hand...there's one thing i know and that's to trust your instinct and my instinct told me to end it where i did...I shall bring the other winners characters into the story through out the next few chaps...but the two that are in this chap are...

Nivada-Malfoy: Denisse McKenzie

and

Debarie: Marra

Debarie i decided to use both of your names but I put them together a different way...i hope that's ok?

Anyway...enjoy and root for your fellow reviewers...who knows who could be in the next Starry Story...lol

Disclaimer: Love to write HP...but it's not mine...

First Day Disaster

The shrill and annoying ring of the alarm clock echoed through the bedroom. Draco heard it but chose, quite quickly to ignore it. His body along with Hermione's were tangled up in the bed sheets of their king sized four poster bed, and that was right where he wanted to be. He didn't even open his eyes but just tightened his arms about her middle, knowing that she would try to leave to get ready for school.

"Draco." She said softly, the way he loved to hear her say his name.

Hermione had also heard the sound of the alarm clock. She knew the sound well and normally would have been excited to hear it for it meant that it was time to get up and start another year of schooling, more books to read and things to learn. But this morning as she laid there, Draco's arms fastened tightly around her waist, Hermione hated that alarm.

"Just go back to sleep." He said against her hair.

"You know we cant." She said feeling that the alarm had yelled at them long enough.

She reached out a hand and hit the button on the alarm, silencing it. After that she threw off the covers, intending to get up and get ready for the day but Draco refused to let her. He held her firmly around the waist pulling her back down to lie beside him.

"Draco." She whined turning to face him.

His eyes were closed. She stared at his blank face as one of his thumbs moved slowly back and forth over her lower back. It sent tingles through her. She leaned in and kissed him teasingly. When she broke the kiss however his eyes didn't open.

"Draco we have classes." She whined again.

In his head Draco was fighting the urge to give in to her. The sound of her whining made him go weak. He hated it. He hated hearing her talk that way. He wanted to give her anything she wanted when she talked that way. But instead he merely kissed her.

The kiss lasted a moment, but Hermione felt her entire body grow weak just from the act. She lay there beside him allowing him to hold her close, enjoying the feelings that his lips on hers caused within her. When he broke the kiss Hermione opened her eyes raising a hand to wind her fingers in his hair. She kissed him softly once more before sitting up. This time he allowed her to.

Draco opened his eyes as Hermione entered the closet. She came out a moment later carrying her things and wrapped in a robe. She was heading for the shower. When the door closed behind her Draco sat up. He'd just had another night with her, a night with the Mudblood. He remembered the feel of their bodies touching and wondered why it seemed so much different with Hermione, and it was for he felt things he'd never felt before when he was with her. Was it the fact that they were married or was it Hermione?

Putting that out of his mind Draco got out of bed and walked to the closet. He grabbed his own robe but instead of heading for the shower, where he longed to be, he headed toward the window. The weather outside was murky, for a storm was headed their way. Not a drop of rain had fallen yet, but Draco could sense that there was a fierce storm approaching.

The door opened a few minutes later and Hermione entered clothed in her school robes. Draco turned and watched as she entered and crossed to the closet to put her robe away. He was amazed how well she hid the amazing body that she had beneath those baggy robes. She looked so frumpy but he knew that beneath them there was nothing but pure beauty.

'I have to stop thinking this way. I have to keep up our old relationship for now. I have to hate her.' Draco thought unable to turn away.

Hermione noticed that he was staring. She smiled shyly before she left the room again. Draco realized that he needed to get moving or he would be late to breakfast. Gathering his things Draco crossed the common room and entered the bathroom to get ready. Hermione had left already something he'd expected for he knew how excited she was to start the new year, their final year.

When Draco left the dorm after his shower and dressing he made his way towards the Great Hall where he knew his wife was sitting chatting away with her two best friends. Draco however was lost in thought about McGonagall's reaction the evening before. She'd seemed so surprised and astonished at the fact that they were married, but overall she'd remained calm. But how would the rest of the school react when they discovered the truth? How would they treat Hermione and Draco?

As Draco walked through the corridors heads turned to watch and stare. Everyone knew that he was tied with Harry for the most popular guy in seventh year. They were both highly sought after by the females in the school as well. Girls normally flocked to Draco's side and he relished in the attention but this morning as the skies swirled and stewed Draco passed by the groups of giddy school girls that longed to get a glance from him.

He entered the Great Hall and walked to his table as he always did. He was clad in the same pure white long sleeved button up white dress shirt as all the other boys in the school. Wearing the same black dress slacks, but for some reason girls seemed to come from all over the Slytherin table and even some other house tables just to say hello.

As Draco sat down on the bench still completely lost in his thoughts a tap on his shoulder caught his attention. He turned around and saw a small thin girl with long light brown hair. Her grey eyes were focused piercingly on him. She looked curious as she stood there in her Slytherin robes. Draco guessed that she was a sixth year but wondered what she wanted as he looked her up and down.

"Can I help you?" he asked smoothly.

"Is it true what I heard then?" she asked her voice soft yet completely serious.

Draco vaguely remembered this girl. Her name was Denisse McKenzie. She was the daughter of one of the Senators of the school. Her father was very powerful and very influential, almost as influential as his father was. He'd even thought once about getting together with her, but Pansy had put a stop to that as well.

The girl before him was the Pansy of her year only she was much more attractive and wasn't as bitchy as Pansy could be. Everyone, even Slytherin guys knew that Slytherin girls had attitude. That was why Slytherin girls were some of the most sought after girls in the school. They had class and attitude; they could fend for themselves and fight just as dirty as any Slytherin male if it called for it.

Draco had spent some time with Denisse the year before and found her to be someone he liked very much. She was much like him in her quick wit and popularity. She was very fashion conscious and always knew what was in and what wasn't. But at the moment, as Draco remembered all the time he'd spent with her, he thought about Hermione and how Denisse was nothing like Hermione.

"What did you hear Denisse?" he asked quietly.

"That you and the Mud-"

"Don't finish that sentence Denisse or he's liable to bite your head off." Said Pansy Parkinson herself as she strolled up to the group.

"That me and Hermione Granger got married?" Draco asked, Denisse merely nodded looking between Draco and Pansy who was starring daggers at her. "Yeah it's true. I would have thought your father would have told you."

"Oh I haven't seen daddy all summer. I've been in Italy with mother." She said, before she turned giving Pansy a dirty look and heading back to her group.

"Long time no see Pansy." Blaise said from across the table.

"Shut up Blaise." Pansy said taking her seat beside Draco. "You know damn well why you haven't seen me."

"Pansy just calm down ok. It was your fault and you know it. It's over and done with they're married. Just let it be." Marie said from her seat beside Blaise.

Millicent Crabbe and Goyle joined them a moment later taking whatever seats were left. There was silence for a moment and Draco was sure that Pansy had finally decided to be decent and just listen to Marie but of course he was mistaken.

"Marie I could care less about that. Go be happy with your Mudblood whore Draco. We both know who you'll be with in the end anyway." Pansy said acting as if she'd merely mentioned the weather.

Draco fought to control himself. He couldn't explode in front of the entire Great Hall because what if he let something slip. That was just what Pansy wanted. She wanted him to give it away and humiliate Hermione. Not only humiliate her but ruin her friendship. He and all of his friends knew just what Harry and Ron would do. And that had been what Pansy was counting on.

"Pansy I won't dignify your words with a response." Draco said as calmly as he could though his fist was shaking beneath the table.

He turned away and glanced over at the Gryffindor table where Hermione was sitting with Harry and Ron on either side of her. He could see the back of Finnigan's head and Longbottom's as well. She was laughing animatedly at something that one of them had said. Her eyes were shinning with joy as her and her friends talked. Suddenly her eyes turned on him and she smiled. He smiled back.

"It's sickening." Pansy mumbled catching the exchange between them.

"Why Pansy because Hermione Granger stole your man?" Said a voice from behind them.

'More visitors, this is all I need.'

"What did you say Marra?"

The girl that stood behind Pansy didn't seem like she'd be at all a match for Pansy. Pansy was taller and much tougher; she was mean and ruthless. But the five foot two inched ball of fire behind them could have easily taken Pansy.

Her name was Debra Marie but everyone called her Marra. She was a seventh year whose parents owned one of the racing Broom Company's but Draco wasn't sure which one. She was filthy rich but she wasn't spoiled like Pansy. She worked hard for her grades and her status in school. She was quite popular another reason why Pansy hated her.

They fought constantly, a feud that started when they were all around eight years old. Draco couldn't remember any details of the story but he did know that he had played a part. He knew that there had been a debate about who was better at something and he had been one of the judges. He'd picked Marra over Pansy and Pansy had hated Marra ever since.

"You heard what I said Pansy, or are you hard of hearing? You're just sore because even if he hadn't been forced to marry Granger, Draco would have picked even her over you."

"Shut up Marra. You don't have any idea what you're talking about." Pansy said turning about and leaving her back exposed to Marra.

To leave your back exposed to any Slytherin was a rule that everyone, even Slytherins, knew. And to turn your back on a Slytherin that you'd been feuding with for over half your life wasn't the smartest thing. Marra was already clutching her wand but she didn't want to make the first move, because she was smarter than that.

"Oh I don't. You don't have to be a genius to see it. Even when you two were together I could see the pain Draco was in. Just because you hate me doesn't mean he does. I've had conversations with him and everyone else about you. You should hear some of the things the-"

At that point Marra was interrupted. Pansy had turned about and jumped from the bench. The two girls were standing face to face and Draco knew the look in Pansy's eyes. She wanted blood, she wanted to hurt someone and badly. Her hand clutched her wand so tightly her knuckles were white. Draco glanced over at the staff table and saw that none of the teachers had moved it was as if they were leaving it up to him.

"Ok that's enough." Draco said rising from his seat.

Marra had a smirk on her face that rivaled Draco's own. Her eyes flashed and Draco knew that she was truly enjoying causing Pansy to react this way. Pansy was a tyrant, so Draco knew why Marra was enjoying this so much but Draco couldn't let the two fight over such a stupid topic as his marriage to Hermione. There was no need for it and if anything it would make matters worse.

"Sit down Draco." Pansy said softly.

"There you go again trying to tell him what to do. But get it through your thick head Pansy, he's not your territory, he's not your property, he's Grangers."

"Eh, look over there." Ron said beside Hermione. She wasn't paying attention because she was having a conversation with some of her other friends, but something made her look up.

When Hermione lifted her head she saw Pansy Parkinson and another Slytherin girl standing face to face, wands raised. Draco stood between them talking low. He seemed to be trying to calm both of them but it seemed that things were only growing worse. Hermione looked up toward the staff table and saw McGonagall staring at her. Her head gave the slightest nod and Hermione knew what that meant. Being the Head Girl it was her duty to help Draco stop the fight, and being his wife it was her duty to help him.

"Where are you going Hermione?" Harry asked.

"I have to help him. I'm the Head Girl." She said as she started around the Gryffindor table and toward the area of hostility.

"And here she comes now Pansy. Go ahead, take out your frustrations on Granger, or should I say Mrs. Malfoy. Lets see what your beloved Draco does, will he let you, or save her?" Marra said her grin growing.

Pansy now shook with anger as Hermione came up to stand off to the other side of the feuding girls. Her wand was out but she wasn't holding it as tightly as everyone would have thought she was. Pansy glared at her with a force no one had ever seen. Hermione however wasn't afraid. She was more skilled with a wand than anyone really knew plus Draco was there on her side, she would be fine.

"Go back to the Gryffindor table Hermione." Draco said softly. "I can handle this."

"I can't. McGonagall is watching, we have to work together, we're the Heads."

"Just go back to your table you stupid Mudblood." Pansy said viciously.

Draco opened his mouth to say something to Pansy but Hermione held up a hand. She turned to Pansy, who was also taller than her. Pansy was still glaring at her but Hermione just looked at Pansy as if she were the inferior one.

"That's ten points from Slytherin. Continue saying things like that to me Pansy and it will be fifty. Now sit down and continue with your breakfast."

"Do it Pansy." Draco said his voice filled with anger. Pansy looked from Draco to Hermione before she turned and took her seat again.

"Everything ok now?" Hermione asked in a whisper.

"Should be. We'll talk later." He said giving her a reassuring look.

Hermione merely nodded before she walked back to the Gryffindor table. Draco turned still standing before the bench where Pansy was currently sitting glaring daggers at his wife as she took her seat between her friends. Marra still stood there where she'd been shaking her head slightly.

"Now we know who he belongs to Pansy." Marra said softly before she started away.

Marra turned away. She'd caused enough chaos for now. Draco watched as she walked away. She'd come up deliberately to cause trouble. But what she didn't realize was that she might have caused more trouble than she intended. This secret was far too big to be kept a secret for much longer. Draco was sure that it would come out sooner or later and not from him or Hermione.

Draco turned and filled his plate but his appetite was slowly diminishing. He couldn't think of food at a time like this. He had to think of a way to help Hermione break it to her friends. He wasn't worried nor did he really care at all about the rest of the school, but in order for his life to continue to go smoothly he had to make sure that Potter and Weasley understood what happened and what had to happen.

'I don't care if they're still friends.' Draco thought to himself. But apart of him deep down did. He cared about Hermione and her happiness and he knew that her friends made her happy. Without them she wouldn't be herself anymore, she would be miserable and he wouldn't be able to stand her.

Breakfast continued without any other problems. The professors circled the room handing out timetables to the students. Draco got into a conversation about their classes with Blaise. For a time it was as if nothing had changed. He was laughing at the jokes that his friends told and was making some of his own.

"We better get to class." Marie said after looking at her watch. Draco looked at his own and noticed that she was right. If they didn't move quickly they would be late to their first class.

On the other side of the Great Hall, Hermione was waiting as Harry and Ron gathered their things. It was almost nine o' clock and Hermione was never late to class. They had Herbology first which to Hermione wasn't something to be truly excited about but she would never miss a lesson.

"Come on you two." She said smiling as Ron tried to grab a few biscuits for their trip out onto the grounds.

They pushed the oak front doors open and followed the other Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs out onto the lawns. They were all headed toward the greenhouses where they'd always worked on the strange plants that Professor Sprout grew there. Hermione had glanced at her books the day before she arrived at school and saw that they had a challenging year ahead of them but she was always up for a challenge.

"Welcome seventh years." She called as they entered and lined up along the long set of tables that ran the length of the room.

Before them all sat a pot and soil. Those things were not unfamiliar. In that greenhouse Hermione and her friends had seen some of the strangest things growing and had helped them along. Professor Sprout gave her normal speech talking about what it was that they would be covering that year. She had them pot a few of the plants that they had covered the year before as a review and as their home work all the had to do was read the first chapter of the book. As they were leaving after the hour and a half-long class, the guys were all agreeing that the lesson had been easy and they hoped that the rest were relatively like it.

"I'm sure they won't be." Hermione said walking beside Harry as they headed toward Hagrid's hut.

"Oh Hermione that's only because it was to easy for you." Harry said softly.

Hermione merely rolled her eyes. She saw Hagrid standing before his hut readying everything for the lesson that he was going to teach. Hermione saw no dangerous animals or creatures with talons that could possibly attack someone, which was strange because Hagrid usually liked to study the more dangerous creatures in their books.

"Ello there 'Arry!" Hagrid cried happily scooping Harry into a hug. "An 'ello to yeh to Ron."

Hermione watched the boys as Hagrid pulled them into a friendly hug. It was then that Hermione caught Hagrid's eye. He smiled but Hermione could tell that he was looking at her differently. McGonigall must have told the staff about her and Draco's secret. It was almost as if Hagrid was unsure what to call her now that she was married. But maybe it was the fact that she was married to Draco Malfoy that was getting to everyone.

"Hello Hagrid." She said smiling but she felt uneasy at Hagrid's discomfort. It was all so strange to her as well.

"Ermione. Yer lookin' well enuff. Yer memories come back yet?"

Hermione had completely forgotten. No one knew that her memories had returned but Draco. They all still thought that she didn't remember about the kidnapping, only what they'd told her the day before. Hermione realized that that was probably the best thing to happen for the moment. Until she could figure out how to tell Harry and Ron she would act as if she didn't remember.

"Not yet. Flashes of things have come back but not much. It's all still a mystery."

"Be patient. They'll come back." He said smiling his beetle black eyes twinkling.

Hermione chatted quietly with Parvati and Lavender as the Slytherins emerged from the castle to join the class. Hermione watched as did Parvati and Lavender as Draco sauntered along talking to Blaise. He was smiling, something Hermione was glad to see. She so adored his smile. Trailing along behind the group was Pansy. She was glaring at Draco as she walked, glaring as if her eyes could kill him. Hermione wondered why Pansy was so angry with Draco; did it have to do with the fight that morning? Did it have to do with her?

"I didn't think he'd come back after last year." Parvati whispered to the other girls. "After being charged with killing Dumbledore and all."

"He shouldn't have come back." Ron said softly. "And now he's Head Boy."

"Yes and he has to share a common room with you Hermione. What's that like?" Lavender asked turning her back to the approaching Slytherins and forming a tight circle with the other girls around Hermione.

"Oh yes do tell. Does he walk around in a towel like I heard he did in the Slytherin common room." Parvati asked with a giggle.

"No in fact I only did that once and that was on a dare. Granger we need to talk." Said Draco's deep voice from behind Lavender.

All the girls stood up straight and turned around quickly giggling. Of course in their haste to turn around to face the Slytherin none of the girls noticed the red that had crept up on Hermione's face at the mention of her husband in a towel. She however merely nodded before following him a short distance away from the crowd.

"What?" she asked curiously.

"Tonight we have to talk. We cant right now it's too important to talk about out here. But we need to figure out a way to break our marriage to basically the entire school." Draco said looking around at the students that seemed to be staring at them. He saw the way Hagrid was watching to two and figured that McGonagall had told the staff. "The oaf knows?"

"Don't call him that." Hermione said her eyes narrowing slightly. All Draco did was smirk. "Even though we're married you still enjoy torturing me don't you?"

"Absolutely. You know only I can get to you this way." He said in a soft deep voice that made Hermione's eyes close. He'd spoken to her that way the night before.

She turned away and walked back to her friends trying to push thoughts of the night before from her mind. She didn't need to start blushing again because the questions were already starting. Hermione however shook her head and merely mumbled, "Head's business."

Draco smirked again. He liked the fact that now all he had to do was say something in a certain manner to her and she became like putty in his hands. She would do just about anything that he said, just about. But he knew that there were plenty of things that Hermione would never do. She would never betray her friends or her cause. She would never use her wand to intentionally harm someone and she would never, for him at least, miss any classes.

Draco joined his friends who were standing off to the side. His attention turned back to them but every once in a while he would look over to where she was standing, smiling up at their Professor, furiously scribbling down every word. She worked so hard to be the top student. She probably studied more than both Potter and Weasley combined. He admired her determination.

The first half of the lesson was spent taking notes on the creature that Hagrid babbled on enthusiastically about. The other half however the students were to spend paired up. Each group would have a specific task to fulfill with the creature, learning to feed it, train it, and learn its habits. Hermione was to work with the Slytherin girl she'd seen fighting with Pansy that morning.

"Hello," Hermione said in a friendly voice. She'd always tried to be civil with the Slytherins. "I'm Hermione."

"I know who you are." Marra said looking at Hermione.

"Well I just thought that I'd introduce myself because I don't know you. What's your name?"

"Are you always this nice?" Marra asked sitting down on the grass.

Hermione followed suit. Draco was watching her carefully. He knew that Marra wouldn't try anything with him and two thirds of the Golden Trio watching him, but he was curious to see how she and Hermione interacted.

"Are you always difficult?" Hermione said her patience wearing thin.

"So, you're not just a push over then." Marra said looking Hermione right in the eye.

"What are you talking about?" Hermione asked raising her eyes from her parchment where she was lightly sketching the creature that Hagrid had placed before them.

"You just seemed like you would be more intimidated by a Slytherin than you seem to be. I thought you'd be more afraid. I'm kinda glad you aren't."

"I might have been intimidated a few times, but I'm never afraid of Slytherins." Hermione said confidently.

"Oh really. Well there's one over there that you should watch out for." Marra said using her eyes to motion towards Pansy.

Hermione looked over to where Pansy was sitting. She looked furious still from earlier that morning, her face pouting. She was still thinking about that morning at breakfast. Hermione could tell that Pansy was loosing her mind with jealousy. She wanted Draco and was on the verge of doing just about anything to get him.

"I'm not afraid of Pansy." Hermione said. She turned her attention back to Marra and their eyes locked.

"You're a girl that I could come to like. Anyone who's an enemy of Pansy's is a friend of mine, even if she is a Gryffindor." Marra said smirking.

"You're being awfully civil. I thought that most Slytherins were, well, like Draco."

"See that's where you're wrong. I love Draco, I've known him since we were kids, but sometimes he's just a jerk. Not all of us are that way towards other houses. I have friends in Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. I get along with them fine. We're not all as mean as Pansy or as arrogant as your husband."

Hermione dropped her pencil. Her eyes shot up and met Marra's. There was a smile that crossed the brunette's face. Hermione looked about hoping that no one heard what Marra had said, which only made Marra giggle.

"Keep your voice down. No one really knows yet."

"Don't get your knickers in a twist. My names Marra by the way."

Hermione and Marra talked for the rest of the class and Hermione was beginning to think that she was making friends with the Slytherins. That was a benefit of being married to one. But there was also a downside, Pansy and all the others out there like her. Hermione would have to watch herself. These were dangerous times and Hermione was a number one target on many lists.

When the bell at the castle rang Hermione gathered her things. She stood just as Marra did. She smiled at the Slytherin and held out a hand. Marra looked at her for a moment before smiling and shaking her head. She and Hermione shook hands before starting off toward their respective groups of friends.

"What was that all about?" Harry asked when Hermione joined him and Ron who were walking toward the castle.

"We talked during class. She's a nice girl. Her names Marra." Hermione said watching as the group of Slytherins made their way into the castle far ahead of them. Hermione could see the back of a white blond head.

"You're making friends with Slytherins." Ron said astonished.

"I guess so." She said not thinking it was that big of a deal.

Harry and Ron exchanged glances but knew not to say anything. They knew that Hermione was in a temperamental state at the moment, though they still didn't know that she'd gotten her memories back. They believed that all her strange behavior could be attributed to her memory loss. But what they didn't think of was that Hermione had discovered another world, and become apart of it, because no matter how hard Hermione struggled and fought against it, she was a member of the Dark side. She married into the Death Eaters. She was unofficially a Slytherin.

Harry couldn't help it as he walked across the lawns. He turned his head and looked upon the white tomb that stood near the lake. That was where Dumbledore laid. Had he lived, things might have been different. Things might not have happened the way they did. Hermione wouldn't have disappeared and Harry might have a chance to defeat Voldemort. But now things looked so gloomy. Things looked so bleak and every moment of every day that passed made Harry wish that Dumbledore were back. He was frightened, they all were.

They reached the Great Hall and found that a mass of people was waiting to enter from the entrance hall. Hermione pushed her way through the crowd shouting over heads that she was the Head Girl. The crowd however seemed to be parting even without her yell. People were staring at her, watching her with shocked expressions. Whispers passed through the almost silent entrance hall. There was no longer any movement. It was as if her appearance had caused all of Hogwarts to stop.

She saw Draco standing in the center of the mass and in his hands he clutched a newspaper. Hermione hadn't seen him look that way in months. He was shaking slightly from the fury that coursed through him. His eyes were narrowed at the paper that was visibly shaking in his fist. Harry and Ron stood on either side of Hermione ready to protect her if danger arose but Hermione was fine, she knew that nothing would happen to her, she was worried about Draco.

At the silence Draco lifted his head and his eyes caught sight of her. She was standing there with her bodyguards on either side of her. But he could have cared less about them. He had to get her out of there, maybe even take them with him. He couldn't let them see the paper without explaining first what was going on.

"Potter Weasley take Hermione to the Heads dorm." Draco said as calmly as he could.

"What are you talking about Malfoy? Since when do we take orders from you?" Ron said his hand tightening on his wand.

"I'm telling you as Head Boy. If you don't want something bad to happen to her get her out of here."

"What's going on Dra-" Hermione started but was interrupted.

"Yes Draco. What's going on?"

Ok...so who else wants to know whos talking to Draco??? And who else thinks that Marra sooo could have kicked Pansy's butt??? I personally would have loved to write a fight scene where Pansy got beat up because i never liked the character...but it's tooo soon for that...lol...maybe later...now I'm not saying that these characters will have a recurring role in the story but...if I bring them back...woot!

Starry