Draco followed Hermione out of the portrait hole and they walked down to the Great Hall for breakfast in silence. As they stood in the Entrance Hall, they could hear the loud chatter coming from inside of the Great Hall. They paused outside and Draco said, "Do you want to go in together or separately?"

Hermione looked at him. "Well, it doesn't really matter. We can go in together since we're Heads and we have a reason to be together." She smiled at him gently. He had been nice this morning and she liked this side of Draco.

He grinned wickedly at her. "Let's go in and instead of running right off from each other, let's talk a minute about head duties. I bet all the noise in the Great Hall dies down when they see us talking civilly to each other."

"And then what do we say when our friends ask us why we were talking to each other?" Hermione asked. She knew that Ron and Harry would certainly ask why she and Draco were talking together and NOT trying to kill each other.

Draco paused for a second. "Just say…that we need to be civil to each other if we're going to keep our Head positions."

Hermione nodded and gave him a small smile. "Alright. Let's do it."

With that Draco pushed the Great Hall doors open forcefully and they walked in together. They stopped walking when they came between the Slytherin and the Gryffindor tables and turned to face each other.

"It's getting quieter already," Draco said smirking.

And it was. From the moment they had walked in together and kept walking side by side, people had been stopping their conversation and turning to stare at them.

Hermione bit her lip to keep from laughing. "Well your plan worked. It's so quiet in here you could hear a pin drop." she whispered.

"Let's give 'em a show then." Draco whispered back, winking at her.

Hermione cleared her throat loudly. "Well we still have to plan the Hogsmeade weekends," she said, in her normal tone. She glanced around and saw a couple of girls at the Slytherin table glaring at her. "Looks like your Slytherin posse doesn't seem to care for me talking "civilly" with you very much." she mumbled to him.

Draco glanced over his shoulder and saw Pansy, Millicent, and Alana glaring at Hermione, along with a few other younger year Slytherin girls.

He smirked. "They just don't want to lose their hot Slytherin Prince to the Gryffindor Princess." he said quietly, grinning at her.

"Hot Slytherin Prince? Where?!" Hermione asked innocently, a wicked gleam in her eye. She pretended to look around wildly and then laughed gently. "Teasing, Draco."

Draco mock-glared at her. "Do you need to get your eyes checked? I'm right here." he said, in a fake hurt voice.

Hermione laughed. "Right," she said sarcastically. She grinned at him. "So when should we work on planning the first Hogsmeade day?" she asked him quietly.

Draco glanced around the silent Great Hall again and saw everyone's, including the professor's, eyes on them. Draco leaned over and whispered, "Let's give them a heart attack shall we?"

Hermione caught his eye and nodded quickly at him.

Draco cleared his throat and said loudly, so everyone in the Great Hall could hear, "How does tonight at eight sound?"

Hermione grinned, knowing where he was going with this. "It's a date," she announced just as loudly.

Gasps sounded throughout the Great Hall and some of the student's mouths dropped open in shock. Hermione glanced over at Ron and Harry and saw them staring at her and Draco with their mouths hanging open and their eyes wide.

Draco followed her gaze and bit back a laugh when he saw the two boy's faces. They glared at him and he smirked right back at them.

He turned back to Hermione, "See you then.", and walked off to the Slytherin table.

Hermione turned around and walked over to where Ron and Harry were sitting and sat between them. As she reached for a blueberry muffin, the Great Hall broke out in whispers.

"Hermione and Draco…."

"Do you think that THEY…"

"Of course not, its preposterous! Not them."

"But maybe…"

Hermione smiled to herself and buttered her muffin. As she raised to her mouth to take a bite, Ron's voice broke through her thoughts loudly. "What the bloody HELL was that about?" he asked accusingly.

Hermione looked at him calmly. "We were discussing when we should get together to plan the first Hogsmeade Day." She bit into her muffin and listened as Ron turned to Harry.

"Did you hear that Harry?" he asked incredulously. "Get together to plan the first Hogsmeade Day, she says."

"Well they ARE both Heads, Ron." Harry said reasonably. "They have certain duties to perform and I'm sure it would go much better if they were both civil to each other."

Hermione looked gratefully at Harry. "Thank you Harry," she said. "At least one of you has some sense," she finished, grinning playfully at Ron.

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Draco sat down between Goyle and Crabbe. As soon as he had sat down, Pansy leaned over Crabbe and hissed, "What the hell was that all about, you talking to Mudblood Granger politely?"

Draco rolled his eyes. "Pansy," he drawled, "Granger and I are BOTH Heads. If we're not nice to each other then we'll lose our position as Heads. And I for one don't want to lose Head Boy to some nitwit. Beside, it's a great position for POWER." he added significantly.

Pansy nodded grudgingly. "Alright, as long as you don't go soft on us Draco," she said firmly.

Draco looked at Pansy scornfully and shook his head. "I'm the top Death Eater's son, Pansy. Do you really think I'm going to go soft over a Mudblood?"

Pansy thought about that for a minute. "No." she said finally.

Yes, a voice in Draco's head said. He froze. What?! he thought wildly.