ENEMY OR LOVER

Chapter 1

Hermione lay awake in her bed. She couldn't to sleep. In two weeks she would have to go to King's Cross and meet the Hogwarts Express. She thought it sounded like it was raining outside. She cursed the rain to herself, but then realized it was an owl at her window. She rushed to the window to let it in. When she let it the owl flew onto her bed. It acted as it something really important for her. Which indeed it did, she realized that it was a Hogwarts' school owl. Hermione untied the letter from it foot and let it out the window. She took the letter and sat on the bed. She didn't want to open it at first. She was now in her 7th year, and this letter would tell her whether or not she was Head Girl. She slowly opened it. She looked at and read it to herself. It said:

Dear Hermione Granger,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been selected as the New Head Girl..

The letter went on about her duties that she would be responsible for. This meant more responsibilities for her, and this excited her very much so! She wanted to scream for joy, but thought better of since it was after all two o'clock in the morning. "Finally all that hard work had off, I mean top student in the class, and everything," she said to herself. She had been a prefect last year. She had always wanted to be the Head Girl ever since her first year, and being a prefect last year mad her want to be Head Girl even more. As Hermione was sitting there thinking about being Head Girl she had a new thought come across her mind. It was something she never really thought about before now. She didn't know who the Head Boy would be. She thought maybe it was in letter and she just had just missed. So she read over letter two more times, and it didn't say who the Head Boy was. She thought to herself who it could be. Maybe it was Harry Potter. After all he had been doing well in school. He grades were a whole lot better than they had been in the past. The Hermione had another thought come through her mind that she that it was not true. Could Draco Malfoy be Head Boy? This couldn't be! Draco had teased Hermione ever since their 1st year they arrived at Hogwarts. She didn't think she could live through her 7th year if he was Head Boy. She pushed this thought far from her mind because it was beginning to make her heart. She was finally tired. So she crawled back into bed, and pulled her light blue comforter up around her, and gently fell asleep.

Draco was standing at his window staring at the full moon that shown so brightly tonight. He couldn't go to sleep. He wished he could to the moon. So that no one could bother him about becoming a Death Eater. Some how he couldn't find himself able to ignore his mother's screams from his father beating her. Draco hated his father. Draco hated every part of his father even the part about him being alive. Sometimes he wished he could just kill his father for beating him and his mother, but he knew he wouldn't be able to bring himself to do it. He walked back over to his bed and sat down. He looked down at his Hogwarts letter that came earlier that day. He hadn't opened it yet. After staring at the letter a bit longer he picked it up. He looked at it again, and then opened it. He glanced over it. It said that he was the new Head Boy. He was glad of this. Well for a lot of reason. He would have his own room, and he wouldn't have to stay in the Slytherins Common Room. He was starting to not his house or any house for that matter. All the Slytherins were stupid, all the girls were sluts, and they were arrogant. He never really thought about whom the Head Girl would be it never really crossed his mine until now. He would 100 galleons that it would that mudblood Hermione Granger. He hated Granger very much, but not as much as his father. She was always hanging out with that Potter and Wealsey (Ron). He also hated Potter and Wealsey ever he met the three of them on the Hogwarts Express. He had been brought up to only befriend 'purebloods'. Even though Potter and Wealsey were pureblood they not in Malfoy's mind the 'best' wizarding families. For one the Weaslseys were not very rich. Plus they helped out muggles and mudbloods, and another they didn't follow the Dark Lord. He was getting tired, he couldn't hear his mom's scream's anymore which was a relief to him. He pulled off his t-shirt and pants to where he was just in his boxers, and laid down on the bed and went to sleep.