OK my first Harry fic so don't throw tomatoes yet. I mean I love a good story specially a Herione Draco fic. Yep another one. I know it might go a bit fast but ya know I put my own touches to Hermie. She no lil bookie anymore. She's escaped the, oh no gotta read thing, she's a full fledged chicka and ready to kick ass!!! Well Read and review so I can see how much better I need to be. And one thing for ya. SLYTHERIN ROX!!!!!!!!!!!! (maniacal laughter) Beware...
Hermione sat on her bed one June morning reading her copy of The Daily
Prophet when she heard a soft tapping at her window. She saw a brown owl sitting with a
piece of parchment on its leg. Getting up, she set her paper on the bed, grabbing a few
owl treats for the owl.
"Here ya' go." Taking the letter out of its holder on the leg she sent the owl on
its way.
Hermione Granger,
I am glad to announce that you are the Head Girl this year at Hogwarts. You
and the Head Boy must come to Hogwarts 2 weeks in advance to the school year. There
you will be informed of your duties. Professor Dumbledore and myself are very proud of you
for your achievements. See you in a few weeks.
Again Congratulations,
Professor McGongall
Hermione squealed with glee. Kicking her legs on the bed she wondered who
would be her counterpart. Setting the letter on her desk, she went back to her paper.
Opening it up she saw an article on Hogwarts. 'Head Boy and Girl chosen for Hogwarts'
She immeadiately saw herself and then she whimpered when she saw the picture of the
Head Boy.
"Not Draco!!" She moaned. Her enemy, the one guy whom she had struck at.
He was an absolute ass!! She glance back at the picture. She did a double take.
Goodness, Draco was good looking now and days. She never really looked a
him because her, Harry, and Ron were always avoiding him. His bleach blonde hair
accented his grey-blue eyes. His shoulders were broader, his muscles more defined. Wow
Quidditch made him look better than Harry! She had a dreamy smile on her face until the
phone rang.
"Hello?" She asked.
"Hermione, it's Harry." He said quietly.
"Hey! Long time no talk." She chirped.
"So anything new in the wizarding world?" Harry asked.
"I made Head Girl." She said proudly.
"Way to go! But that's no surprise. Who's head boy?" He asked eagerly.
"You'll see, we will be meeting everyone up there. So I won't be on the train.
Him and I have to got 2 weeks in advance. "
"So you know who he is?"
"Yes." She said shortly.
"Is he cuuute?" Harry asked in a mocking voice.
"Oh back off you bugga'"
"Well Hermione, I'll see you there. I really have to, Dursley's!" He hung up
quickly and Hermione sighed. Sirius is trying to get him to live with him, but the Dursley's
are being fickle. Oh well Harry'll get what he wants in the end. She put on her slippers and
headed down stairs to tell her parents the news, plus the arrangements.
A few weeks later:
'Damn that Granger.' Draco cursed in his head. His usually swept back blonde
hair now hung in his face. He sat in his study at the Malfoy Mansion staring intently at
the crackling fire.
He held up the picture from the paper of Hermione. He smirked. She had
certainly grown these past few years. Filling out with the curves all women should have.
Usually her robes barely lifted out, now they strain against her chest. Her poofy hair finally
decided to relax and turn into spirals. And finally she turned out to be a natural born
beauty.
"Master Malfoy, It's time to head for Hogwarts." A butler stood at the doors.
Without a word he stood and exited swiftly with his robes billowing behind him.
"Hermione, sweetie. Time to go." Her mother said sweetly.
"Thanks Mom." Taking the bag of Floo Powder from her mother she took a
pinch and threw it into the fire. It turned green and awaited its next arrival.
Spinning, Draco flew towards the meeting place with Granger and McGongall.
He landed on top of someone.
"Ow." A muffled voice came from under him. She was a woman. He could feel
her breasts against his chest. He clambered up to see a girl with wavy hair and in muggle
clothes.
"Terribley sorry, miss." He helped her up. Flipping her hair back, her flushed
cheeks, it was.... "GRANGER?!" He almost roared.
"Nice to see you too, Malfoy. What did you eat last? A Hippogriff? You weigh
a ton."
"They're muscles you half wit." he said with a smirk. "More than your lover
boy Potter or Weasley." Hermione had to laugh.
"Them, muscular?! Ha ha ha ha." She doubled over laughing. "Hardly."
"I see that you two have found eachother." The two turned to see an annoyed
McGongall glaring at them. Perhaps you would like to be normal students and I'll
certainly choose others for your spots. Maybe some who could get along better. Now
please, be more civil and friendly towards eachother or I'll have to choose Pavarti and Ron."
She drawled. "Now come along, we have much to do." Leading them out Hermione didn't
go with out sticking her tongue out at Malfoy.
Arriving at Hogwarts:
"I know you had your luggage shipped and it is waiting up in your rooms. This
year you two have conjoining rooms in a special wing for the Head boy and Girl. There are
bathrooms, offices, anything." Pulling out rolls of parchment for them each and a small
piece of paper too. "You have the rest of the day to get situated and I hope to become more
friendly towards eachother."
Hermione first looked at the small slip of paper. It was her classes. Still with
her house, she also had classes with the Slytherins. She walked down the hall silently only
hearing the tap of her boots as they hit the ground. her skirt shifted with each stride, and
she was sure someone was watching her.
"What do you want?" She said without turning around.
"I'm just going to my room." Malfoy said innocently.
"Bull Shit, or else you'd be going to right way." She smirked.
"No, I'm just taking the long way." He said covering his tracks. Hermione
just sighed, and kept walking.
Infact Malfoy had gotten caught up in looking at her. The sway of her hips had
drawn him into following her all the way.
Hermione opened the door the the Head suite. It opened into the office first. A
desk for each of them, and a long fluffy couch stood pushed against the wall. Hermione
smiled. 'Enough room for all my books.' Off to the right were the rooms and to the
left was the bathroom.
Malfoy flopped on the couch. He needed sleep, the past few nights were spent
on imagining fantasies about Hermione and he was totally flipping out from the weirdness
of it all.
"I know you're just dying to be a roommate with me so I'll just go in my room."
She said huskily.
Draco's eyes widened. When did her voice get so so............... wait a second this
is Hermione!
'I really need some sleep.' He thought. resting his head on the arm of the
couch he drifted off to sleep.
When Draco awoke he found a small tray infront of him and candlelight
around the room. The sun had set and no more sunlight filtered through the windows. The
meal was a sandwich with pudding and chips. Off to the side was a glass of milk.
"Must've been the elves." he thought out loud. Then a small slip of paper caught
his eye. Picking it up he read:
Malfoy,
I brought you up some food to eat when you woke up. The griping
must've made you tired and moving your mouth so much must make you
hungry. I'm asleep, so don't bother me. When your done just leave it, I'll get it in the
morning.
Good night, Hermione
He smirked. 'So the wench is sleeping. Hmmmmmm?' Getting up from his
meal he tip toed into Hermione's room. Using a float speel he moved toward her bed
soundlessly. She had left her window open letting the wind and moonlight through. Looking
at her bed he saw her body in the bed sheets. He smiled when she snorted as a piece of hair
got stuck under her nose. Her face contorted as she tried to get it off while sleeping. He
just moved it for her. She leaned into his touch as he layed a hand on her cheek.
He pulled it away noticing that he was getting too close for his own liking.
Walking out he went to go see his work that he missed and went to bed.
Hermione awoke the next morning happy and refreshed. She wrapped her
housecoat around her body. All she was wearing was a little nightie. Opening her
chestnut door she saw Malfoy leaning over the tray of food.
"Morning." She yawned. Malfoy snapped up and looked as if he had just been
caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "Go ahead and eat."
Hermione sat behind her desk and looked at the stacks of paper that she had
to do today. Plus all the tasks they had to do as well. With her eyes on the paper, she lifted
her wand and started willing different food items to come to her. Draco looked up and saw
fruits and pieces of pastery fly across the room.
"Don't eat too much now. You'll ruin that girlish figure." He chuckled.
Hermione just glared at him. He chuckled some more as he brought his cup of coffee to his
mouth and began to read the paper.
As the days to the students arrival dwindled, all the teachers had arrived and
were getting ready in their own way.
Filch was cleaning like a mad man, and flipped out every time "Peeves" left a
spot. But actually it was Draco pulling pranks on the old man.
"Draco, leave him alone." Hermioine had given up on calling him by his last
name. he had become more social or talkative since they had arrived. Actually she was
starting to warm up to the once cold boy. "He's gonna catch you one day."
"Not if I can help it." He chuckled as he heard Filch scream at the new spot.
"You are so bad."
"Yes I am."
Snape had certainly lightened up. He came back and for once, Hermione saw
the usually sour puss teacher smile.
"Professor Snape." She greeted him in the hall.
"Morning." As she saw him pass, a small glimmer on his left hand caught her
eye.
"He got married!" She exclaimed once she had found Draco.
"Pleasent, now let me sleep!" Hermione looked around her and blushed. She
was straddling him on his bed!
'Maybe if he doesn't notice, since he's asleep. I can sneak out and avoid
embarrassment.' Getting off him as lightly as possible. Once off the bed she tip toed out.
"Miss Granger." A voice meeted her as she walked out. She looked up and there
stood Coach Hooch, the quidditch instuctor.
"Y..Yes?" She stuttered thinking the teacher would certainly think less of her.
"Is Mr. Malfoy awake I would like to talk to him about being captian."
"Uh, he's asleep right now. Can I take a message?" She said hesitantly.
"Oh, alright but tell him to see me when he wakes up."
"Ok, Bye."
"Thank you, bye." She waved as she shut the door.
"Whew, that was tooo close." Flopping on the couch, she sighed. Imagine what
would be thought if she were actually involved with him! Rumors galore! "I need some
sleep." Putting her head on the arm rest she fell asleep.
Draco awoke to see Hermione in almost the same position he was when he first
arrived. Her hair was splayed across the couch arm and she had no pillow. She was shifting
every few minutes, trying to find a comfortable spot, but couldn't. Draco saw this and
picked her up off the couch. Taking her to her room he went back and began to do his daily
work.
The first day had finally arrived. The students were on their way and as usual the
rain was maing itself known.
"Isn't this pleasent, and McGongall said we have to wait out side." Hermione said as
she rushed out the door forgetting her umbrella and jacket. Draco followed out minutes after
pulling on his jacket over his robes and gloves.
Hermione stood madder than a hornet and too proud to go back in and retrive her
forgotten items. Her robes stuck to her like a second skin and her curly hair stuck to her face.
Water droplets dripped off her nose onto her crossed arms. Draco snuck glances at his angered
partner. Her cheeks were flushed and her knitted eyebrows gave her a funny appearance.
"Can't those hunk a junk boats go any faster? And those carrigages are way too slow."
"Here Hermione." Draco took off the dry article and draped it on Hermione. She
smiled and leaned on his shoulder.
"Thanks, I feel better now."
"That's good, atleast you don't have the personality of a wet cat anymore." Hermione
chuckled and held onto his arm.
After a few moments the boats had arrived with the first years and the carrigages
dropped the older students off at the door. Ron and Harry were at the front scwoling at the
horrible happenings in front of them.
"Time to go, the students are waiting on us." Hermione detatched herself from
Draco's side and lead the students toward the Great Hall. McGongall had already taken the
firghtened first years off to a special room to dicuss the sorting ritual.
"I'll see you at introduction." Hermione whispered as she went to her own house table.
As soon as she sat down, Harry and Ron were berating her.
"HIM?! Hermione, come on he's..he's...Draco!" Ron fumed.
"He's changed since you've met him." She growled at her friend.
"Draco? Psh, no way. He's a snake to the core." Harry rolled his emerald eyes. "Trust
me, I've fought him." He looked her in the eyes. "Don't mess with him. Hermione, I know you're
strong willed, But trust me on this one."
Harry seemed reluctant, but he eventually nodded.
"It doesn't mean I don't like it. But I won't hound you, as much." Harry added.
Hermione leaned over to his ear, "I could've always told Ginny about your little crush
too." She smiled when Harry went a bright crimson and glanced at the fire haired girl sitting
down the row from them.
"I'm not budging." Ron said crossing his arms over his chest.
"Fine. I know that you're just jealous probably." Hermione lashed out, taking a blind
shot at trying to sway him. She actually hit the nail on the head.
"I am NOT!" Ron's cheeks flushed as he looked at Hermione.
The discussion was halted when Dumbledore glided onstage to give his yearly
welcoming speech.
"Ladies and Gents, Welcome back to Hogwarts. I'm glad after our triumph over the
evil in our lives for the time being. Our Head Boy and Girl were one of the 6 to defeat
Voldemort. I see that this name still distrubs you, but he is no more. Mainly an imprint of our
past." Dumbledore looked out to the many cringing faces. "So with out further ado, I would like
our Head Boy and Girl to come up here please and tell us something." His bright eyes settled
upon Draco and Hermione.
The two made their way up to the front were givin strange looks by the Slytherin table.
Hermione, still draped by Draco's coat, stood beside her counterpart waiting for Draco to speak.
"Uh hmm, yes, I us see that we have one more year ahead of us and hopefully an
eventful one as well. I may not be everyone's favorite person, but I have had my life do a one
eighty since earlier this summer. Hermione had to kill my father in a duel which made me feel
alot of malice even though I had disowned him. It was a loss issue. My mother had been killed
by him earlier and I made a promise to never be related to him in heart. But I started new and
fresh here with Hermione to help. Not that we're dating, we've become actually good friends. So
raise a glass to all of those lost and the good memories of the past." With that everyone raised
their glasses in memory of the fallen. Harry said a prayer for his parents, Ron and Ginny for
their brother Percy, Malfoy for his parents, and Hermione for everyone she was thankful for.
"So I hope you enjoy me being somewhat of an authority figure to you and now my partner,
Hermione."
"Thank you Draco." She outlined the rim of her glass with her finger. "Well I won't
justify taking a life. Personally I still feel regret for anything I've ever done to hurt anyone. But if
it wasn't for Ron I wouldn't be here. He blocked a curse that was aimed for me.Thank you." She
nodded to her friend. " Voldemort was very scary to look at and to see all of those poeople who
turned to the evil is what disturbed me the most. I had to fight, if it wasn't for Sirius, our new
dark arts teacher." She waved to Harry's guardian. "I wouldn't have been so skilled. Plus I'm an
animagus now as well." She smirked. "Well I know you think a mudblood as you call it shouldn't
be able to do this well. Well I'm better than most of you. So drop what ever impressions you
have on people and be ready, because Hogwarts breaks all the rules. So fill your aching
stomachs and guzzle your self a cup of pumpkin juice. Have fun!" Hermione spread her arms
and the food appeared upon the table.
Hermione and Draco were about to leave when Professor Flitwick called them over.
"Young'ins, come, come, sit by us and discuss the year's plans." The stout teacher
called.
"Yes, dearies. Tell me, are you enjoying your selves yet?" Professor Sprout's eyes
lit up.
"Yes mam." Hermione sat next to Sirius and Draco beside her.
"I'm enjoying myself." Draco said while putting a piece of pork on his plate.
"You know Harry's parents were Head Boy and Girl." Sirius said. "They ended up
gettin' hitched." He smirked. Hermione flushed and Draco started to pale.
"R..really?" She squeaked.
"Really." Sirius said with obvious laughter in his eyes. "Almost every head boy and
girl have been married."
"Hermione, I think it's time to lead everyone back." McGongall interjected saving
the two from anymore embarrassment. On the way back Harry was talking more with Hermione.
"Harry, trust ME. I know him better than you. We're in close vicinity everyday. And
honestly I think he's changed. He's had to fight his Dad. Didn't you hear him?" She entered the
common room. As soon as everyone was in she was berated with questions.
"Have you seen Draco naked yet?" Pavarti asked.
"Ugh! Pavarti! No, I haven't."
"Is he boxers or briefs?" Lavender said evily.
"Like I know." Harmione flushed.
"Atleast tell us if you've seen him without a shirt." Pavarti begged.
"Yes." She sighed. Too many questions. "But now I'm going back to Draco and I's
suite. Goodnight."
"Wait! Hermione!" Ginny ran up to her and hugged her. "Let's talk, I haven't seen you
all summer." Ginny seemed to drag her over to a chair and sit her down.
"Ginny, have you talked to Harry yet?" She asked. Ginny blushed.
"No, I'm too shy."
"Harry, likes you sweetie. He'll ask you eventually. Just go for it. He's just as shy."
Hermione smiled at her one year junior friend.
"Ok but I think you and Draco should hook up. It would be cute. I think you like
him by the way you're clutching his jacket." Ginny said. Hermione flushed.
"Good Night." Hermione got up and walked out of the common room toward her own.
"I think Draco's a brief guy, by the way he walks it looks like it." Lavender whispered
to Pavarti.
"What about those boxer brief thinbgs guys wear now and days?" Pavarti questioned.
"Hmmm, I wonder." Lavender said as the portrait swung close again.
Classes began the next day, full swing starting with double potions with the Slytherins,
then the Dar Arts with Sitius.
The months wore on as Fall became more like fall.
As Halloween nears the talk about the Hollw's Eve Ball greatens. The plans for the
ball were confirmed when Dumbledore made an announcement during dinner one night.
"As we all know, next week is All Hallow's Eve. And the staff has put together a ball
for the night. Ladies as I put in your letters, dress robes or muggle formal wear may be worn.
Same with the men. As muggles call them, Penguin suits? Well anyways. It will start when dinner
usually does and go until everyone has left, or until our poor teachers lose their minds. But I
think you all would like to know what would be kicking the evening off. Well it will be the Head
Boy and Girl along with their dates will have first dance. So I shall leave you to ponder that.
Good night."
"Hey, Hermi! Are ya goin with Drakey-wakey? I'm sure he'd want to take you and
you're probably just dying for him to ask you!" Ron teased.
"Oh Draco, take me to the Hallow's Ball, I really want to dance with YOU!!" Harry
imitated Hermione's voice.
"Well, I'd certainly go with him before you two knuckleheads!" She yelled.
"Potter, as you're asking the answer is no." Hermione turned to see Draco standing
over her with his broom on one shoulder and his other hand on his hip. "Hermione? Shall we?"
He asked.
"Of course." She got up. As they walked out she leaned over and whispered lowly in
his ear. "Thank you." Draco felt warmth creep through his veins.
The mighty Draco Malfoy, pure blood warlock has fallen hopelessly in love with a
mudblood girl who is practically muggle. She has some of the best qualities in her as well.
Unable to back down from a good verbal spar, she kept up with him and actually made him think
about what he had to quip.
"Y..Your welcome." He stuttered. As they walked outside to the Quidditch field a cold
breeze swept on them. "You could've gone back to the room, you know."
"I don't have anything to do. So why not see you all hot and sweaty?" She laughed.
"It's also supposed to rain. Are you sure. I'll give you my jacket." He said as they
entered.
"Draco, I'll be fine. Now go coach your team. Go on." She laughed as Draco looked
back and gave her a funny look.
In the middle of the field stood the rest of his team looking at him like he was a
traitor.
"Now, let's get to work." he said as practice began.
Hermione sat in the stands looking at Draco yell and direct his team in the air. Pulling
feints on his new firebolt and screamed through the now puring rain. But there Hermione sat,
soaked, happy, and still faithful. She smiled as Draco pulled off his soaked shirt and threw it on
the sidelines. His chisled chest held a few scars from the fight with Voldemort the year before.
His pale blond hair was plastered to his face and drips of water fell from the tips.
Draco looked down at the loyal Hermione, Her hair was plastered to her face, her
robes clung like a second skin. And yet she had a smile on her face. Their eyes met and she
sent him a little wave. Lifting his fingers as recognition he zoomed after the fake snitch.
Hermione knew it, she had fallen for the once evil Draco Malfoy. Her once enemy
was now the object of her affection. He looked, acted, and treated her better than Ron and Harry
had the past year. She felt all warm and fuzzy inside when Draco had waved to her. Eventhough
she was freezing her butt off and soaked to the bone she was happy to just see Draco looking as
good as he was.
She blushed, how could this be happening? Is Sirius' remark coming to truth? She
swallowed hard, love had a hold on her and it wasn't going to let go.
Hermione had been thinking so hard that she didn't notice Draco floating in front of
her face on his Firebolt.
"Hey Hermi." Hermione was jolted out of her trance to see Draco's dripping face
inches from her own. She was so shocked she fell off her seat into a puddle.
"ACK!! Draco!" She yelled.
He laughed, helping he up, he hoisted her onto his broom. She sat in front of him
side saddling the broom. he wrapped an arm around her waist and kept a hand on the broom.
Hermione was shocked that he would fly her back and both of her arms were wrapped around
his neck. His shirt hung over his shoulder along with his robes. To wet to struggle back on
he was still shirtless. Pressing herself closer to him for warmth, she rested her head on his
shoulder.
Severus and Sirius sat in a spare living room, watching the rain fall. Sirius smiled
when he saw the two fly toward the castle.
"Look Severus, what did I tell you? Your favorite guy has fallen for my adoptive
daughter. How sweet." Sirius laughed as he sipped his tea.
"Just as you said. It seems that your idea for the Hallow's Ball was perfect. Quite
strange for you." Severus smirked. "Quite strange indeed. Aren't you used to running?" Severus
quipped.
"Not anymore, I got Harry to look after." He smiled. "But I'm afraid I might have to
let the Weasley's. Their youngest, Ginny, seems to have stolen him away." He chuckled.
Lightning streaked across the sky.
Hermione gripped harder as electricity crackled around them. Draco zoomed even
faster when Hermione's face was hidden in his shoulder. Reaching the balcony outside of
Hermione's room he set down and rushing in the french doors.
He set down on the stone floor, water dripping into a puddles beneath them. She
clung to Draco like a life line until she touched the ground. She looked up to the soaked Draco.
She let go of him and blushed. He chuckled. Kissing her cheek he left for his room.
Draco strode across the room to his own. A kiss on the cheek is better than none at
all. He didn't want a kiss to be reject in his face. That would be a terrible ego buster.
The week to the Ball wound down with much bustle and talk. Giant Jack O' Lanterns
lined the great Hall compliments of Hagrid. Bats flew daily and spider webs clung to each corner.
It was the day of and the classes seemed to go by not fast enough for Hermione. Draco and her
had decided to go with each other seeing that they were friends and liked eachother's company
for more than one reason.
After Transfiguration, Hermione ran up to her room to get ready. She had 2 hours to
get ready and she was not going to let this time go to waste. Running for the shower each article
of clothing hit a different spot in the room. Turning the water on she washed her hair
remembering conditioner so she didn't have clown hair. Shaking water off after the shower she
immeadiately went to her hair which would take the majority of her time. Sitting in front of her
mirror she spent a good 30 minutes just blowdrying it with her wand. A spell she had learned
3rd year from McGongall, it had been a hair saver. After it was straightened, she brushed the
fluffiness out and began to do the intricate part of her hair. Braiding, twisting, and pinning all
took another half an hour. Looking in the mirrior she smiled. Now for the real trouble, her
make-up. Pavarti had shown her last year how to do easy make up and over time Hermione
discovered her own technique.
Hermione sat on her bed one June morning reading her copy of The Daily
Prophet when she heard a soft tapping at her window. She saw a brown owl sitting with a
piece of parchment on its leg. Getting up, she set her paper on the bed, grabbing a few
owl treats for the owl.
"Here ya' go." Taking the letter out of its holder on the leg she sent the owl on
its way.
Hermione Granger,
I am glad to announce that you are the Head Girl this year at Hogwarts. You
and the Head Boy must come to Hogwarts 2 weeks in advance to the school year. There
you will be informed of your duties. Professor Dumbledore and myself are very proud of you
for your achievements. See you in a few weeks.
Again Congratulations,
Professor McGongall
Hermione squealed with glee. Kicking her legs on the bed she wondered who
would be her counterpart. Setting the letter on her desk, she went back to her paper.
Opening it up she saw an article on Hogwarts. 'Head Boy and Girl chosen for Hogwarts'
She immeadiately saw herself and then she whimpered when she saw the picture of the
Head Boy.
"Not Draco!!" She moaned. Her enemy, the one guy whom she had struck at.
He was an absolute ass!! She glance back at the picture. She did a double take.
Goodness, Draco was good looking now and days. She never really looked a
him because her, Harry, and Ron were always avoiding him. His bleach blonde hair
accented his grey-blue eyes. His shoulders were broader, his muscles more defined. Wow
Quidditch made him look better than Harry! She had a dreamy smile on her face until the
phone rang.
"Hello?" She asked.
"Hermione, it's Harry." He said quietly.
"Hey! Long time no talk." She chirped.
"So anything new in the wizarding world?" Harry asked.
"I made Head Girl." She said proudly.
"Way to go! But that's no surprise. Who's head boy?" He asked eagerly.
"You'll see, we will be meeting everyone up there. So I won't be on the train.
Him and I have to got 2 weeks in advance. "
"So you know who he is?"
"Yes." She said shortly.
"Is he cuuute?" Harry asked in a mocking voice.
"Oh back off you bugga'"
"Well Hermione, I'll see you there. I really have to, Dursley's!" He hung up
quickly and Hermione sighed. Sirius is trying to get him to live with him, but the Dursley's
are being fickle. Oh well Harry'll get what he wants in the end. She put on her slippers and
headed down stairs to tell her parents the news, plus the arrangements.
A few weeks later:
'Damn that Granger.' Draco cursed in his head. His usually swept back blonde
hair now hung in his face. He sat in his study at the Malfoy Mansion staring intently at
the crackling fire.
He held up the picture from the paper of Hermione. He smirked. She had
certainly grown these past few years. Filling out with the curves all women should have.
Usually her robes barely lifted out, now they strain against her chest. Her poofy hair finally
decided to relax and turn into spirals. And finally she turned out to be a natural born
beauty.
"Master Malfoy, It's time to head for Hogwarts." A butler stood at the doors.
Without a word he stood and exited swiftly with his robes billowing behind him.
"Hermione, sweetie. Time to go." Her mother said sweetly.
"Thanks Mom." Taking the bag of Floo Powder from her mother she took a
pinch and threw it into the fire. It turned green and awaited its next arrival.
Spinning, Draco flew towards the meeting place with Granger and McGongall.
He landed on top of someone.
"Ow." A muffled voice came from under him. She was a woman. He could feel
her breasts against his chest. He clambered up to see a girl with wavy hair and in muggle
clothes.
"Terribley sorry, miss." He helped her up. Flipping her hair back, her flushed
cheeks, it was.... "GRANGER?!" He almost roared.
"Nice to see you too, Malfoy. What did you eat last? A Hippogriff? You weigh
a ton."
"They're muscles you half wit." he said with a smirk. "More than your lover
boy Potter or Weasley." Hermione had to laugh.
"Them, muscular?! Ha ha ha ha." She doubled over laughing. "Hardly."
"I see that you two have found eachother." The two turned to see an annoyed
McGongall glaring at them. Perhaps you would like to be normal students and I'll
certainly choose others for your spots. Maybe some who could get along better. Now
please, be more civil and friendly towards eachother or I'll have to choose Pavarti and Ron."
She drawled. "Now come along, we have much to do." Leading them out Hermione didn't
go with out sticking her tongue out at Malfoy.
Arriving at Hogwarts:
"I know you had your luggage shipped and it is waiting up in your rooms. This
year you two have conjoining rooms in a special wing for the Head boy and Girl. There are
bathrooms, offices, anything." Pulling out rolls of parchment for them each and a small
piece of paper too. "You have the rest of the day to get situated and I hope to become more
friendly towards eachother."
Hermione first looked at the small slip of paper. It was her classes. Still with
her house, she also had classes with the Slytherins. She walked down the hall silently only
hearing the tap of her boots as they hit the ground. her skirt shifted with each stride, and
she was sure someone was watching her.
"What do you want?" She said without turning around.
"I'm just going to my room." Malfoy said innocently.
"Bull Shit, or else you'd be going to right way." She smirked.
"No, I'm just taking the long way." He said covering his tracks. Hermione
just sighed, and kept walking.
Infact Malfoy had gotten caught up in looking at her. The sway of her hips had
drawn him into following her all the way.
Hermione opened the door the the Head suite. It opened into the office first. A
desk for each of them, and a long fluffy couch stood pushed against the wall. Hermione
smiled. 'Enough room for all my books.' Off to the right were the rooms and to the
left was the bathroom.
Malfoy flopped on the couch. He needed sleep, the past few nights were spent
on imagining fantasies about Hermione and he was totally flipping out from the weirdness
of it all.
"I know you're just dying to be a roommate with me so I'll just go in my room."
She said huskily.
Draco's eyes widened. When did her voice get so so............... wait a second this
is Hermione!
'I really need some sleep.' He thought. resting his head on the arm of the
couch he drifted off to sleep.
When Draco awoke he found a small tray infront of him and candlelight
around the room. The sun had set and no more sunlight filtered through the windows. The
meal was a sandwich with pudding and chips. Off to the side was a glass of milk.
"Must've been the elves." he thought out loud. Then a small slip of paper caught
his eye. Picking it up he read:
Malfoy,
I brought you up some food to eat when you woke up. The griping
must've made you tired and moving your mouth so much must make you
hungry. I'm asleep, so don't bother me. When your done just leave it, I'll get it in the
morning.
Good night, Hermione
He smirked. 'So the wench is sleeping. Hmmmmmm?' Getting up from his
meal he tip toed into Hermione's room. Using a float speel he moved toward her bed
soundlessly. She had left her window open letting the wind and moonlight through. Looking
at her bed he saw her body in the bed sheets. He smiled when she snorted as a piece of hair
got stuck under her nose. Her face contorted as she tried to get it off while sleeping. He
just moved it for her. She leaned into his touch as he layed a hand on her cheek.
He pulled it away noticing that he was getting too close for his own liking.
Walking out he went to go see his work that he missed and went to bed.
Hermione awoke the next morning happy and refreshed. She wrapped her
housecoat around her body. All she was wearing was a little nightie. Opening her
chestnut door she saw Malfoy leaning over the tray of food.
"Morning." She yawned. Malfoy snapped up and looked as if he had just been
caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "Go ahead and eat."
Hermione sat behind her desk and looked at the stacks of paper that she had
to do today. Plus all the tasks they had to do as well. With her eyes on the paper, she lifted
her wand and started willing different food items to come to her. Draco looked up and saw
fruits and pieces of pastery fly across the room.
"Don't eat too much now. You'll ruin that girlish figure." He chuckled.
Hermione just glared at him. He chuckled some more as he brought his cup of coffee to his
mouth and began to read the paper.
As the days to the students arrival dwindled, all the teachers had arrived and
were getting ready in their own way.
Filch was cleaning like a mad man, and flipped out every time "Peeves" left a
spot. But actually it was Draco pulling pranks on the old man.
"Draco, leave him alone." Hermioine had given up on calling him by his last
name. he had become more social or talkative since they had arrived. Actually she was
starting to warm up to the once cold boy. "He's gonna catch you one day."
"Not if I can help it." He chuckled as he heard Filch scream at the new spot.
"You are so bad."
"Yes I am."
Snape had certainly lightened up. He came back and for once, Hermione saw
the usually sour puss teacher smile.
"Professor Snape." She greeted him in the hall.
"Morning." As she saw him pass, a small glimmer on his left hand caught her
eye.
"He got married!" She exclaimed once she had found Draco.
"Pleasent, now let me sleep!" Hermione looked around her and blushed. She
was straddling him on his bed!
'Maybe if he doesn't notice, since he's asleep. I can sneak out and avoid
embarrassment.' Getting off him as lightly as possible. Once off the bed she tip toed out.
"Miss Granger." A voice meeted her as she walked out. She looked up and there
stood Coach Hooch, the quidditch instuctor.
"Y..Yes?" She stuttered thinking the teacher would certainly think less of her.
"Is Mr. Malfoy awake I would like to talk to him about being captian."
"Uh, he's asleep right now. Can I take a message?" She said hesitantly.
"Oh, alright but tell him to see me when he wakes up."
"Ok, Bye."
"Thank you, bye." She waved as she shut the door.
"Whew, that was tooo close." Flopping on the couch, she sighed. Imagine what
would be thought if she were actually involved with him! Rumors galore! "I need some
sleep." Putting her head on the arm rest she fell asleep.
Draco awoke to see Hermione in almost the same position he was when he first
arrived. Her hair was splayed across the couch arm and she had no pillow. She was shifting
every few minutes, trying to find a comfortable spot, but couldn't. Draco saw this and
picked her up off the couch. Taking her to her room he went back and began to do his daily
work.
The first day had finally arrived. The students were on their way and as usual the
rain was maing itself known.
"Isn't this pleasent, and McGongall said we have to wait out side." Hermione said as
she rushed out the door forgetting her umbrella and jacket. Draco followed out minutes after
pulling on his jacket over his robes and gloves.
Hermione stood madder than a hornet and too proud to go back in and retrive her
forgotten items. Her robes stuck to her like a second skin and her curly hair stuck to her face.
Water droplets dripped off her nose onto her crossed arms. Draco snuck glances at his angered
partner. Her cheeks were flushed and her knitted eyebrows gave her a funny appearance.
"Can't those hunk a junk boats go any faster? And those carrigages are way too slow."
"Here Hermione." Draco took off the dry article and draped it on Hermione. She
smiled and leaned on his shoulder.
"Thanks, I feel better now."
"That's good, atleast you don't have the personality of a wet cat anymore." Hermione
chuckled and held onto his arm.
After a few moments the boats had arrived with the first years and the carrigages
dropped the older students off at the door. Ron and Harry were at the front scwoling at the
horrible happenings in front of them.
"Time to go, the students are waiting on us." Hermione detatched herself from
Draco's side and lead the students toward the Great Hall. McGongall had already taken the
firghtened first years off to a special room to dicuss the sorting ritual.
"I'll see you at introduction." Hermione whispered as she went to her own house table.
As soon as she sat down, Harry and Ron were berating her.
"HIM?! Hermione, come on he's..he's...Draco!" Ron fumed.
"He's changed since you've met him." She growled at her friend.
"Draco? Psh, no way. He's a snake to the core." Harry rolled his emerald eyes. "Trust
me, I've fought him." He looked her in the eyes. "Don't mess with him. Hermione, I know you're
strong willed, But trust me on this one."
Harry seemed reluctant, but he eventually nodded.
"It doesn't mean I don't like it. But I won't hound you, as much." Harry added.
Hermione leaned over to his ear, "I could've always told Ginny about your little crush
too." She smiled when Harry went a bright crimson and glanced at the fire haired girl sitting
down the row from them.
"I'm not budging." Ron said crossing his arms over his chest.
"Fine. I know that you're just jealous probably." Hermione lashed out, taking a blind
shot at trying to sway him. She actually hit the nail on the head.
"I am NOT!" Ron's cheeks flushed as he looked at Hermione.
The discussion was halted when Dumbledore glided onstage to give his yearly
welcoming speech.
"Ladies and Gents, Welcome back to Hogwarts. I'm glad after our triumph over the
evil in our lives for the time being. Our Head Boy and Girl were one of the 6 to defeat
Voldemort. I see that this name still distrubs you, but he is no more. Mainly an imprint of our
past." Dumbledore looked out to the many cringing faces. "So with out further ado, I would like
our Head Boy and Girl to come up here please and tell us something." His bright eyes settled
upon Draco and Hermione.
The two made their way up to the front were givin strange looks by the Slytherin table.
Hermione, still draped by Draco's coat, stood beside her counterpart waiting for Draco to speak.
"Uh hmm, yes, I us see that we have one more year ahead of us and hopefully an
eventful one as well. I may not be everyone's favorite person, but I have had my life do a one
eighty since earlier this summer. Hermione had to kill my father in a duel which made me feel
alot of malice even though I had disowned him. It was a loss issue. My mother had been killed
by him earlier and I made a promise to never be related to him in heart. But I started new and
fresh here with Hermione to help. Not that we're dating, we've become actually good friends. So
raise a glass to all of those lost and the good memories of the past." With that everyone raised
their glasses in memory of the fallen. Harry said a prayer for his parents, Ron and Ginny for
their brother Percy, Malfoy for his parents, and Hermione for everyone she was thankful for.
"So I hope you enjoy me being somewhat of an authority figure to you and now my partner,
Hermione."
"Thank you Draco." She outlined the rim of her glass with her finger. "Well I won't
justify taking a life. Personally I still feel regret for anything I've ever done to hurt anyone. But if
it wasn't for Ron I wouldn't be here. He blocked a curse that was aimed for me.Thank you." She
nodded to her friend. " Voldemort was very scary to look at and to see all of those poeople who
turned to the evil is what disturbed me the most. I had to fight, if it wasn't for Sirius, our new
dark arts teacher." She waved to Harry's guardian. "I wouldn't have been so skilled. Plus I'm an
animagus now as well." She smirked. "Well I know you think a mudblood as you call it shouldn't
be able to do this well. Well I'm better than most of you. So drop what ever impressions you
have on people and be ready, because Hogwarts breaks all the rules. So fill your aching
stomachs and guzzle your self a cup of pumpkin juice. Have fun!" Hermione spread her arms
and the food appeared upon the table.
Hermione and Draco were about to leave when Professor Flitwick called them over.
"Young'ins, come, come, sit by us and discuss the year's plans." The stout teacher
called.
"Yes, dearies. Tell me, are you enjoying your selves yet?" Professor Sprout's eyes
lit up.
"Yes mam." Hermione sat next to Sirius and Draco beside her.
"I'm enjoying myself." Draco said while putting a piece of pork on his plate.
"You know Harry's parents were Head Boy and Girl." Sirius said. "They ended up
gettin' hitched." He smirked. Hermione flushed and Draco started to pale.
"R..really?" She squeaked.
"Really." Sirius said with obvious laughter in his eyes. "Almost every head boy and
girl have been married."
"Hermione, I think it's time to lead everyone back." McGongall interjected saving
the two from anymore embarrassment. On the way back Harry was talking more with Hermione.
"Harry, trust ME. I know him better than you. We're in close vicinity everyday. And
honestly I think he's changed. He's had to fight his Dad. Didn't you hear him?" She entered the
common room. As soon as everyone was in she was berated with questions.
"Have you seen Draco naked yet?" Pavarti asked.
"Ugh! Pavarti! No, I haven't."
"Is he boxers or briefs?" Lavender said evily.
"Like I know." Harmione flushed.
"Atleast tell us if you've seen him without a shirt." Pavarti begged.
"Yes." She sighed. Too many questions. "But now I'm going back to Draco and I's
suite. Goodnight."
"Wait! Hermione!" Ginny ran up to her and hugged her. "Let's talk, I haven't seen you
all summer." Ginny seemed to drag her over to a chair and sit her down.
"Ginny, have you talked to Harry yet?" She asked. Ginny blushed.
"No, I'm too shy."
"Harry, likes you sweetie. He'll ask you eventually. Just go for it. He's just as shy."
Hermione smiled at her one year junior friend.
"Ok but I think you and Draco should hook up. It would be cute. I think you like
him by the way you're clutching his jacket." Ginny said. Hermione flushed.
"Good Night." Hermione got up and walked out of the common room toward her own.
"I think Draco's a brief guy, by the way he walks it looks like it." Lavender whispered
to Pavarti.
"What about those boxer brief thinbgs guys wear now and days?" Pavarti questioned.
"Hmmm, I wonder." Lavender said as the portrait swung close again.
Classes began the next day, full swing starting with double potions with the Slytherins,
then the Dar Arts with Sitius.
The months wore on as Fall became more like fall.
As Halloween nears the talk about the Hollw's Eve Ball greatens. The plans for the
ball were confirmed when Dumbledore made an announcement during dinner one night.
"As we all know, next week is All Hallow's Eve. And the staff has put together a ball
for the night. Ladies as I put in your letters, dress robes or muggle formal wear may be worn.
Same with the men. As muggles call them, Penguin suits? Well anyways. It will start when dinner
usually does and go until everyone has left, or until our poor teachers lose their minds. But I
think you all would like to know what would be kicking the evening off. Well it will be the Head
Boy and Girl along with their dates will have first dance. So I shall leave you to ponder that.
Good night."
"Hey, Hermi! Are ya goin with Drakey-wakey? I'm sure he'd want to take you and
you're probably just dying for him to ask you!" Ron teased.
"Oh Draco, take me to the Hallow's Ball, I really want to dance with YOU!!" Harry
imitated Hermione's voice.
"Well, I'd certainly go with him before you two knuckleheads!" She yelled.
"Potter, as you're asking the answer is no." Hermione turned to see Draco standing
over her with his broom on one shoulder and his other hand on his hip. "Hermione? Shall we?"
He asked.
"Of course." She got up. As they walked out she leaned over and whispered lowly in
his ear. "Thank you." Draco felt warmth creep through his veins.
The mighty Draco Malfoy, pure blood warlock has fallen hopelessly in love with a
mudblood girl who is practically muggle. She has some of the best qualities in her as well.
Unable to back down from a good verbal spar, she kept up with him and actually made him think
about what he had to quip.
"Y..Your welcome." He stuttered. As they walked outside to the Quidditch field a cold
breeze swept on them. "You could've gone back to the room, you know."
"I don't have anything to do. So why not see you all hot and sweaty?" She laughed.
"It's also supposed to rain. Are you sure. I'll give you my jacket." He said as they
entered.
"Draco, I'll be fine. Now go coach your team. Go on." She laughed as Draco looked
back and gave her a funny look.
In the middle of the field stood the rest of his team looking at him like he was a
traitor.
"Now, let's get to work." he said as practice began.
Hermione sat in the stands looking at Draco yell and direct his team in the air. Pulling
feints on his new firebolt and screamed through the now puring rain. But there Hermione sat,
soaked, happy, and still faithful. She smiled as Draco pulled off his soaked shirt and threw it on
the sidelines. His chisled chest held a few scars from the fight with Voldemort the year before.
His pale blond hair was plastered to his face and drips of water fell from the tips.
Draco looked down at the loyal Hermione, Her hair was plastered to her face, her
robes clung like a second skin. And yet she had a smile on her face. Their eyes met and she
sent him a little wave. Lifting his fingers as recognition he zoomed after the fake snitch.
Hermione knew it, she had fallen for the once evil Draco Malfoy. Her once enemy
was now the object of her affection. He looked, acted, and treated her better than Ron and Harry
had the past year. She felt all warm and fuzzy inside when Draco had waved to her. Eventhough
she was freezing her butt off and soaked to the bone she was happy to just see Draco looking as
good as he was.
She blushed, how could this be happening? Is Sirius' remark coming to truth? She
swallowed hard, love had a hold on her and it wasn't going to let go.
Hermione had been thinking so hard that she didn't notice Draco floating in front of
her face on his Firebolt.
"Hey Hermi." Hermione was jolted out of her trance to see Draco's dripping face
inches from her own. She was so shocked she fell off her seat into a puddle.
"ACK!! Draco!" She yelled.
He laughed, helping he up, he hoisted her onto his broom. She sat in front of him
side saddling the broom. he wrapped an arm around her waist and kept a hand on the broom.
Hermione was shocked that he would fly her back and both of her arms were wrapped around
his neck. His shirt hung over his shoulder along with his robes. To wet to struggle back on
he was still shirtless. Pressing herself closer to him for warmth, she rested her head on his
shoulder.
Severus and Sirius sat in a spare living room, watching the rain fall. Sirius smiled
when he saw the two fly toward the castle.
"Look Severus, what did I tell you? Your favorite guy has fallen for my adoptive
daughter. How sweet." Sirius laughed as he sipped his tea.
"Just as you said. It seems that your idea for the Hallow's Ball was perfect. Quite
strange for you." Severus smirked. "Quite strange indeed. Aren't you used to running?" Severus
quipped.
"Not anymore, I got Harry to look after." He smiled. "But I'm afraid I might have to
let the Weasley's. Their youngest, Ginny, seems to have stolen him away." He chuckled.
Lightning streaked across the sky.
Hermione gripped harder as electricity crackled around them. Draco zoomed even
faster when Hermione's face was hidden in his shoulder. Reaching the balcony outside of
Hermione's room he set down and rushing in the french doors.
He set down on the stone floor, water dripping into a puddles beneath them. She
clung to Draco like a life line until she touched the ground. She looked up to the soaked Draco.
She let go of him and blushed. He chuckled. Kissing her cheek he left for his room.
Draco strode across the room to his own. A kiss on the cheek is better than none at
all. He didn't want a kiss to be reject in his face. That would be a terrible ego buster.
The week to the Ball wound down with much bustle and talk. Giant Jack O' Lanterns
lined the great Hall compliments of Hagrid. Bats flew daily and spider webs clung to each corner.
It was the day of and the classes seemed to go by not fast enough for Hermione. Draco and her
had decided to go with each other seeing that they were friends and liked eachother's company
for more than one reason.
After Transfiguration, Hermione ran up to her room to get ready. She had 2 hours to
get ready and she was not going to let this time go to waste. Running for the shower each article
of clothing hit a different spot in the room. Turning the water on she washed her hair
remembering conditioner so she didn't have clown hair. Shaking water off after the shower she
immeadiately went to her hair which would take the majority of her time. Sitting in front of her
mirror she spent a good 30 minutes just blowdrying it with her wand. A spell she had learned
3rd year from McGongall, it had been a hair saver. After it was straightened, she brushed the
fluffiness out and began to do the intricate part of her hair. Braiding, twisting, and pinning all
took another half an hour. Looking in the mirrior she smiled. Now for the real trouble, her
make-up. Pavarti had shown her last year how to do easy make up and over time Hermione
discovered her own technique.
