Head Duties – Even Unbearable Ones

.Chapter 9.

The Prefects Meeting

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So the seventh rolled around rather quickly and the prefects meeting loomed ahead. 'What are we going to be talking about?' Hermione wondered. 'Probably patrols or the Halloween Dance or something like that. Malfoy will be there. Him in all of his Slytherin glory. What a pig, but still probably the sexiest guy in school.' Lately Draco had been in the Slytherin common room, leaving the Heads' common room open. Hermione loved their private library. Whenever you needed a book it would appear on the shelf. Yeah, it was that awesome.

Hermione had been up since six-thirty studying for the DADA exam. She knew she would fly through it but she still studied anyway. She was reading about the Mermen when she fell asleep. She was having that dream again. Running, this time it was through the school. That blur was in front of her again. She was gasping for air at this point, tears streaming down her face. There was no way she could keep this up. She collapsed. The blur stopped a good one hundred yards away. 'Is this where I'm going to die? In a hallway chasing someone?' The blur made its way closer, now only fifty feet away. She gasped, trying to get air to her lungs. Everything was going black. She was falling.

Draco walking into the common room finding Hermione in the chair he usually sat in. "You stupid mud-blood get out of my chair." No response. "Did you hear me? Get out of my chair." Again, no response. "Granger?" he walked around to the front of the chair. Hermione had stopped breathing, and was very pale, almost white. 'Great! Now how did that CPR thing go again?' He picked her up out of the chair and laid her on the floor, tilted her head back and breathed into her mouth.

Hermione, still in her dream, stopped falling and the color was coming back. She could see the walls and the ceiling. She realized that she could also see the blur, only it wasn't a blur, it was Draco, and he was kissing her. All of a sudden the dream spun and she was no longer dreaming. She was on the floor and Draco Malfoy was breathing in her mouth. She gasped.

"Malfoy! What are you doing?"

"I was saving your life. You weren't breathing."

"So you kissed me?" Hermione said in shock.

"No, I was giving you CPR. You woke before I started compressing." Draco said dully.

"Malfoy, you were saving me?"

"No Granger, I was secretly thinking of the fairy tale 'Snow White' and I thought I'd give it a try. Yes, I was saving you." Draco said smartly.

"Why? I figured you would want me dead."

"Believe it or not Granger, I would rather have you as Head Girl than any other girl in this school. As of right now, I think of it as my school, and if I can't run it, I believe I can trust you to run it for me, if need be."

"That's a bit egotistical isn't it? Because it isn't your school, it's Dumbledore's." 'This is a good thing because otherwise I couldn't be here.' "But all the same, thank you. That was really nice of you."

"Yes, well, don't tell the whole school. Keep it a secret like my dream?"

"Dream? What dream? Oh! You mean that dream. The one where I found you in your heart boxers?" Hermione teased.

"Yes Granger, that dream. Now, we have a meeting at nine tomorrow morning. You better get some sleep." Draco said as he walked to his room. 'Her lips were so soft. She looked so peaceful, other than the whiteness, and the not breathing part. Wait, why am I thinking this? Pansy is the one I want, not Granger. Bloody hell, what is happening to me?'

'Malfoy saved my life. His lips were so warm. His face that close to mine, I can only imagine what would happen if he were mine. Wait, no, we wouldn't be able to be together, even if we both wanted it. We would be shunned from our houses. There's no way a Gryffindor and a Slytherin could make it.

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The morning came around faster than Hermione wanted. It was eight in the morning and she had just gotten out of the shower. A knock sounded on her door. "Yes? What do you want?" she yelled through the door.

"For gargoyles sake Granger! You take forever! Come on we should have been there already! You still have breakfast to get to!" Draco yelled back.

"Well if you're in such a hurry, go get my breakfast and bring it up! I should be ready by the time you get back!" Hermione yelled before turning up her iTunes on the Laptop. 'Great Grandma I love this thing.'

Draco sighed and went out the door. 'I can't believe I'm acting as a manservant for Granger of all people.'

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Hermione was sitting on the couch, her hair up in a messy bun with loose strands hanging down around her face. Her bangs were spiral curled and neatly tucked behind her ear. She had black eyeliner and mascara on with baby blue eye shadow to match her blue tank that was cut a little low. (Wink, wink) she wore raggedy blue jeans that had a little paint on them and a little skin was showing between her jeans and her tank.

"About time you showed up with my food. I was getting hungry." Hermione said as Draco walked through the door, standing up to get her food. Draco stopped dead in his tracks. 'When did Granger get so hot?' "Like what you see?" Hermione asked as she twirled around so he could look at every side. No reply. "I'll take that as a yes." She grabbed her plate of food from Draco who remained standing just staring at her.

"Bloody hell Granger, when did you get so sexy?" Draco asked her seriously.

"Um, I'm not sure? I guess since this summer when my parents took me to the American Island Hawaii. I spent my whole vaca on the beach, or in the work room. Met some really nice people there. They were muggles of course but I met some witches and wizards there too, American by the way." Hermione rambled while Draco was edging closer without her even noticing until he was inches from her.

"Well Granger, I know I love what has happened to you since then, and that you look so damn luscious." He whispered huskily into her ear making her jump.

"Malfoy, what are you thinking?! Don't say that kind of stuff to me! You have Pansy!" Hermione gasped.

"Pansy doesn't look like you. I'm tired of pink. Therefore, you are my next project." Draco said sitting down on the couch to drink his coffee.

"Project? I am not a project Malfoy." Hermione said with a spark in her eyes.

"Oh but you are. I have to make you into something my parents would like, even though you are a mud-blood."

Draco said with a smirk.

"Don't. Call. Me. That." Hermione said reserved.

"Fine, I won't call you that anymore if you agree to be my project." Draco stated taking a bit out of a doughnut.

"I won't be your project Malfoy!" Hermione screamed at him.

"All right mud-blood." Draco said calmly.

"Stop calling me that!"

"Then be my project."

"NO!"

"Mud-blood."

"Fine!

"Mud...did you just agree?"

"Yes, I agreed. Now please stop calling me a mud-blood."

"Alright my project." Draco said with a wink.

"Pig." Hermione retorted.

"You know you like it when I boss you around."

"No, I don't." Hermione said turning around and walking right into Draco. Draco hugged her. Hermione went rigid. He picked her up and swung her around. "What was that about?"

Call from Pansy. 982-665-7474. Call from Pansy Sounded around the room. "Where is that bloody cell phone?" Draco said searching the room.

"Is this it?" Hermione asked holding up a phone.

"Yes it is. Now give it here." Draco demanded.

"Why? She shouldn't be able to call you now. If you answer that call then I refuse to be your project." Hermione said crossing her arms across her chest with the phone.

"Fine, I won't answer it." Draco said calmly. The ringing stopped.

Ba ding! Hermione jumped. "What was that?"

"She just texted me." Draco said rolling his eyes.

"No texting either."

"Fine. I don't want to talk to her anyway."

"Promise?"

"I promise. We had better go to the Prefects meeting. We're going to be late." Draco pointed out.

"Oh my granny! You are right! Let's go!" Hermione yelled running out of the door. Draco rolled his eyes.

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"Welcome all prefects to the first meeting of the year. Today we will discuss the idea of having a Halloween Masquerade and the new idea of classes over the computers. A muggle invention I have grown to like. As such the school would be providing computers for everyone." Dumbledore announced.

"Professor, I love the idea of having a Halloween Ball but it should be a costume ball, being Halloween." One of the Ravenclaw prefects spoke.

"A Masquerade is the same thing as a costume ball, just a fancier word for it." Hermione said taking her seat next to Draco by Dumbledore. "Sorry we're late professor, lost track of time."

"Thank-you for joining us, and for the definition of a masquerade Ms. Granger." Dumbledore said. Hermione dipped her head in recognition.

"Excuse me professor, what about the computer courses?" Draco asked interested.

"Ah, the computer courses. Of course they would only be allowed by the older students for now to try it out, but hopefully we can have the whole school taking them in a couple of years."

"But sir, what are they?" a curious 5th year prefect from Huffelpuff asked.

"Computer courses are classes taken over the computers. You listen to the professors on head sets and return the homework over the computers. For certain classes of course. You can't take potions over the computer because you have to add ingredients and adjust heat etc. etc." Dumbledore explained "As I said before, only the older students are going to be able to do this, kind of an experiment. If all goes well this year with the 7th years, we will be allowing the 6th and 7th years next year."

"Well sir, I think that is a magnificent idea. Would we still have to visit the classrooms?" Draco asked.

"Only if you have a certain question about the lesson of that day. Otherwise you wouldn't have a reason to be in the classrooms, no."

"Um, professor, when would we start this?" a Slytherin 7th year asked.

"We can start as early as Monday if we all agree to it today."

"Well then let's get to voting. I have quidditch tryouts at ten thirty and I want to go before hand. All those in favor of trying these courses say 'Aye.'" Draco stated. Numerous 'Ayes' rang through the room. "All those opposed say 'Nay.'" A few 'Nays' were heard but not taken into consideration. "So we will be starting the computer courses on Monday. Professor, when will the computers be given?"

"We will have the computers in your rooms by Sunday night."

"Thank-you. Now is there a motion to adjourn this meeting?" Hermione asked.

"I make a motion that we adjourn this meeting." A 5th year Slytherin said.

"Second!" Draco said sharply.

"This meeting is now adjourned." Hermione said as she tapped her gavel.

As all of the prefects exited the room, pansy ran up to Draco. "Honey bear, why didn't you answer my call? Or my text?"

"Oh, sorry Pans. I didn't hear it. What did you want?"

"Be at my room at eight and I'll tell you." Pansy said running her finger along his jaw.

"Pansy no, tell me now or forget it." Draco said seeing Hermione leave out of the corner of his eye.

"Dracy, what's wrong with you? Don't you want me anymore?"

"Honestly? No, I don't. Now I'm leaving." Draco said as he shook her off his sleeve.