Hi all! Absolutely love this pairing! It seemed like such an ideal ending :)
I REALLY Hope everyone enjoys reading it because I had an absolute BLAST writing it!
I've taken a few liberties to make the story more interesting and FUN! Would love everyone's feedback! Honestly, feedback really helps to improve and motivates me to write more! :)
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It felt like he was in a dream. A soft knocking, was he in a dream?
The thick green curtains were drawn, the room completely dark. Again, the sound! This time more prominent.
He willed himself awake, his eyes adjusting to the darkness. Someone was at his door. Who would dare wake him up at this ungodly hour? The knocking was persistent.
He groaned against the pillow, "Fuck" he cussed out loud as he raised himself up and sat on the edge of his bed. He ran his long fingers through his platinum blonde hair and turned to look at the woman sleeping next to him.
He could make out her shape, the silk sheets hugged her body. She was completely naked. He smirked, she was older but he was better, she had cried out his name as she dug her nails into his back.
The knocking again, "Fuck," he silently cussed to himself again and grabbed his robe.
He opened the door to find his house elf standing outside rather nervously, he glared at the small terrified figure, "You better have a bloody good reason for waking me up."
The elf whimpered and quickly presented the silver tray. He looked at the letter curiously, his eyes running over the rich Hogwarts Crest. He snatched the letter and shut the door.
The woman had woken up, he gave her a bored look, she was pretty but just a mere distraction for the lack of better things to do. He flicked his wand and the room filled with light.
He merely glanced at the letter and bit back a laugh. The woman made her presence known, "Come back to bed darling," she drawled seductively. She pushed the silk sheet off her, revealing her body. He gave the letter one last look as he dropped it on the dresser, he smirked at the woman and took off his robe to join the willing brunette that shared his bed.
The letter read: - Draco Malfoy – Head Boy
She moaned as he crushed her lips with his, "Draco."
"Darling, you've got a letter from school," Hermione eagerly turned towards her mother's voice from downstairs. Hermione loved the sound of her mother's bubbly voice; she had come so close to never hearing it again.
"Coming mum," Hermione replied loud enough for her mother to hear. She hurried down the stairs and went straight to the kitchen. Hermione hoped it was what she had been waiting for!
One of the Hogwarts Barn owls was lazily cleaning itself on the windowsill. Hermione went over and stroked it. The owl gave a hoot of content before stretching out its leg for her to remove the letter. It took off immediately after and Hermione frowned.
Hermione held the letter tenderly and ran her fingers across the embossed Hogwarts Crest. She opened it with trembling hands and read the contents, she gave a squeak of delight and hugged the letter to her chest. Her parents entered, their face curious at their daughter's little dance around the kitchen. Hermione handed them the letter and beamed at them.
"Oh sweetheart, congratulations," her mother said as she hugged her daughter.
"Head Girl, is a big responsibility and you truly deserve it," her father exclaimed proudly. He picked her up in a big hug and spun her around. "DAD, PUT ME DOWN!" Hermione squealed and broke out in a big smile. "I know dad, I'm just so excited."
Hermione had been doing the same thing for nearly seven years but this year she felt exhilarated as she entered the gleaming red Hogwarts Express.
She entered the train compartment to find Ginny, Harry and Ron already there along with Neville, who seemed to have his nose buried in the Quibbler. Luna sat next to him deep in thought, absentmindedly playing with her hair.
She looked up as Hermione entered "Congratulations, on becoming Head Girl" she said in her usual whimsical way. Hermione sat down next to her, "How did you know Luna?" Luna shrugged returning to whatever it was she was thinking about.
Everyone just stared at her, everyone knew Luna was quirky but how was she right every single time, it was bloody eerie.
Ron plopped himself down next to Hermione and kissed her long and hard.
"Oi get a bloody room Weasel Shit, nobody wants to see that," Draco was standing outside their compartment with Theo and Blaise. The two boys laughed at the comment.
Luna greeted them, "Theo, Blaise have a good holiday?" they eyed the mystic blonde, but it was Theo that replied, "It was good thanks Luna, how was yours?" Draco stared at his friend, "What you are doing you bloody git?" Theo shrugged his shoulders, "What?"
Hermione noticed that Malfoy had grown taller, his hair wasn't its usual neat, plastered down to his head look, it spiked up wildly, a few strands falling across his pale face. Draco caught her looking, "See something you like Granger?" He asked her suggestively. Draco didnt back down, he kept his eyes firmly on Hermione, "Weasel, you better satisfy her proper mate or ... his gaze dropped to Hermione's lips...I'd be happy to do it for you," Hermione felt herself blush. For a second she pictured Draco's lips on hers. Argh...What the fuck did she just do?
Ron and Harry were quickly on their feet, their wands raised and pointed directly at Draco's chest. Draco didn't react, he just looked at the two Gryffindor's lazily.
They heard another whoosh as Theo and Blaise had their own wands out and pointed threateningly at Ron and Harry but before Hermione could step in, Draco had stepped into the their compartment and moved Ron's wand away from his chest.
Harry still stood his ground but Draco cocked his head to the side and sneered, "I'm sure you wouldn't want to start the year by cursing the Head Boy, Potter."
The Gryffindor's went silent as they processed this. This maniac had to be lying, it was completely insane to make him Head Boy. After all the shit he pulled last year? No, bloody way!
Harry lowered his wand slowly as Ginny let out a laugh, "Who in their right fucking mind would make you Head Boy?"
Draco casually shrugged his shoulders, "Fuck if I know Weaselette, but you better watch yourself," he added menacingly before walking away. Theo threw Luna an apologetic look before he followed his friends.
"Draco really is handsome," Lunas comment cut through the tension like a knife. They were all looking at her again. Harry watched as Ginny nodded in agreement and he gave her a nudge, "What? I might hate the slimy git, but he really is a hottie! He looks better this year too! Don't you think Mi?" Ron was listening intently,"Oh, err…I didn't really notice," Ginny rolled her eyes, "You might as well be a nun." Hermione's cheeks turned red and Ron wrapped his arms around her, "Don't listen to her Hermione," he said sticking his tongue out at his sister.
They were close to Hogwarts and Hermione yawned as she let go of Ron's hand and stood up, "I've got to go to the Heads compartment, " she said with almost no enthusiasm at all. The fact that Malfoy was Head Boy was really affecting her and not in a good way. Hermione sighed, might as well get it over with. She had to face the annoying Slytherin at some point, not like she could avoid the fucking prat forever.
Ron squeezed her hand, "If that lunatic gives you any trouble, let us know," it was a sweet gesture that Ron wanted to be her Knight in shining armor, but Draco was no fool, he was second only to her in grades and he was an extremely talented Wizard.
Hermione supposed he was the best choice for Head Boy besides Harry but Harry was Quidditch Captain so that took him out of the running. But after what happened last year with Malfoy and Voldemort, Hermione had to admit her shock at the Headmistresses decision to make him Head Boy. Anyways, what the hell did she know?
Hermione turned to Ginny "I'll see you later at the prefects meeting," Ginny nodded and gave her a reassuring smile.
She took a deep breath as she got close to the Heads compartment. She gave out a frustrated groan. Here goes!
He was already inside she could hear noises but was that a moan she just heard? Hermiones face twisted in confusion as she slid the door open.
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL GRANGER?" He yelled at her.
Hermione stared as Astoria Greengrass sat across a very aroused Malfoy kissing him passionately as his hands roamed all over her. Hermione felt the heat and disgust rise in her as the Head Girl within her took over. Ever so politely she said, "Malfoy, this isn't a cheap room and if you and Astoria want to continue, I think it would be best you find somewhere else," Draco smirked at the Gryffindor and gave Astoria a tap, she sneered at Hermione and delicately got off him.
"Don't you have somewhere to be Granger? She adjusted her blouse, "Just because you're an uptight virgin doesn't mean we all have to be" she spat at Hermione venomously.
Hermione felt her cheeks redden from the Slytherin girls comment but as she opened her mouth to retaliate Draco cut her off, "As much as I hate to admit it, the Mudblood's right," he waved his hand dismissing Astoria, the Slytherin girl gave Hermione a look of pure hatred as she left.
Hermione was stowing her bag overhead, when she felt him right behind her. She stiffened as she felt his breath on her neck. "You smell really good Granger," he told her in almost a whisper.
Hermione side stepped Draco and went to sit in the corner, far away from him. She knew what he was trying to do but she wouldn't give him the pleasure. Two can play at this game Draco Malfoy. Draco took the seat opposite her and really looked at her, she still had her ridiculous hair, but it was less wild and more tamed, her eyes were a golden brown and she really did smell good. He had enjoyed her reaction, it would be easy to get under her skin, it felt good to rattle the Gryffindor Saint.
Draco broke the silence, "Never thought you would stoop so low to date that loser, even you can do better than him." Take the bait Hermione, come on! He thought excitedly.
Hermione ignored him; she would be the bigger person. She felt him lean in, she moved as far back as possible, his face was inches away from hers, his voice barely a whisper, "Are you really a virgin Granger? Is Weasley that bad?" Draco asked innocently.
Hermione felt her temper rise but she refused to give him the satisfaction, "Malfoy, I don't know how you possibly made Head Boy but since we have to spend a considerable amount of time together unfortunately. I would really appreciate it if you minded your own damn business."
Draco let out a laugh as he settled back into the seat.
They sat in silence until the train came to a halt. Hermione went to retrieve her bag and the train gave a jerk causing her to loose her balance and fall backwards.
Draco caught her easily and held her against his chest, "You ok there Granger? You look a little flustered," he teased. He smelt amazing, Hermione quickly tore herself from his grasp and marched out.
Draco hid a laugh and followed her with a smirk plastered on his face. This year might be bloody eventful after all!
Theo and Blaise studied Draco as he watched Hermione put her hand through Ginny's and go up the staircase which lead the way to the Great Hall.
"What you playing at mate?" Blaise asked curiously, Draco looked at his oldest friend, "I have no idea what you're talking about," Draco declared innocently.
Theo joined in, "Bullshit, you've got that look in your eyes Draco, I can practically see the fun times," Draco high-fived Theo as they laughed together.
Draco looked at the Hall ahead and took a deep breath, he hesitated before going in. Students moved around him and inside the Hall. Hermione looked at him briefly as she instructed First Years to form a line.
Draco hadn't expected to come back, hell! he hadn't expected to be welcomed back and that to as Head Boy.
Blaise touched his shoulder, "Look to the future mate, let the fucking past die, we got your back." Theo pretended to cry, "I'm so overcome with emotion right now, I just want to hug you Draco."
Draco ducked out of his friend's hug, "Touch me and you will die Theo."
He took a deep breath and ran his fingers though his hair as he entered the Great Hall.
This year would be better, he would make a difference. Draco had promised himself that!