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A/N: I'm not a big Harry Potter fan but I like to write. This is my first fanfic, EVER! ( There is just something about Draco and Hermione that I find appealing. So please be nice and give me all the necessary corrections. Thanks. You can also e-mail me. I'd definitely appreciate that.
Author's P.O.V:
It had been exactly two years, three months and twenty-seven days since everyone at Hogwarts had last seen Hermione Granger. Her parents had moved her out of Hogwarts to try a new school with both muggle and witch studies, Mugwit. It was for advanced learning and not just anyone could get in. But finally on her last year in witch school (A/N: Is that what it's called?) her parents decided to let her go back to Hogwarts. It was a tough decision once again Hermione was leaving all her friends at Mugwit behind. Although she was saddened she was also excited it had been so long since she had last seen Harry and Ron.
Hermione's P.O.V:
"Hey." Marisa walked into the room.
"Hey." I looked up from my book.
I couldn't help but notice the look on her face.
"What's wrong?" I stood up from my bed and took a seat beside her.
"You're leaving. I mean we've been roomies since we first got here and you're all I've got." Tears began to flow from her eyes.
"Of course not. You've got the whole school at your feet. I mean you're Marisa Santos!" Hermione raised her eyebrow.
"Herm, I've got something to confess." Marisa looked up at me. "You see uh. before the school year started my papa talked to Professor Dumbledore and he uh. asked. uh. if . I could. uh. go-to-Hogwarts-so-he-said-yes-and-I'm- moving-to-but-I'm-not-sure-if-you-want-me-to-but-I-don't-mind-because-" She took a deep breath. "Just because."
I registered Marisa's entire sentence, "Are you telling me that when I go back to Hogwarts this year you'll."
"Be with you." Marisa finished my sentence.
"That's so cool." I smiled and hugged her.
"Are you sure? I mean I assumed that you wouldn't want me to go, I mean you've got your own set of friends there." She rambled.
"No way! You're like a sister to me and trust me there aren't that much interesting people in Hogwarts." I hugged her again. "You don't know how happy I am. I've got to tell you that I am scared to death. But wait a minute what house will you be in?"
"According to papa uh. what's that name again? Oh yeah, Gryffindor!" She smiled.
"You'll be with me." I told her.
"I'll be arriving after you. I'm going on a cruise with my family." Even if Marisa looked Hispanic she definitely didn't talk like one. She had a strong American accent. "Which will be better for you so that you'll be able to bond with you're "BOY" friends." She laughed. "What boyfriend?" Sean and David walked into the room. "Everyone knows Hermione is my girlfriend!"
"Everyone except Hermione." David commented. We all laughed. Sean walked over to me and gave me a hug.
"We're going to miss you." He kissed me on the cheek.
"And Marisa." I told him.
"Huh?" He looked at me.
"I'm leaving too." Marisa pitched in.
"NO!!!" The two boys shouted in unison.
"You can't." David gave his funniest sad face.
"Gawd! You two have to be the strangest guys in school." Marisa laughed.
"Yeah but we rule the school now we can't rule because." David whined.
"We won't be here." I laughed.
Although we were just a bunch of really, really good friends everyone assumed that I was going out with Sean and that Marisa was seeing David. I mean I can kiss Sean on the lips and that isn't a big deal to anyone or should I say us at least. It was just a whole buddy system thing.
"When are you leaving? I mean today being the last day of vacation and everything." Sean winced.
"School starts on a week from now but the train is leaving tomorrow." I told him. "Then Marisa is following."
At that moment an owl came in. David walked over and took the telegram.
"It's for you Marisa." He handed it to her.
"So will we be allowed to visit you?" Sean asked. "On the weekends I mean or on breaks or something. Wait! Isn't there a Exchange Student Program this year?"
"Yeah but Sean you can't." I trailed.
"So what? I'm the student body president. Someone needs to represent this school." He smiled.
"We'll sign up!" David said happily.
"Whatever!" Marisa and I said in unison.
"Oh wow! You guys check this out." Marisa waved around her letter. "Marisa dear the trip has been cancelled you will be able to leave for Hogwarts first thing tomorrow morning."
"You mean you're leaving with Hermione?" David asked.
"That's what the letter says." She replied.
"Cool!" I pitched in.
Author's P.O.V:
The next day Hermione and Marisa had missed the train but luckily Professor Dumbledore had requested someone to stay behind incase someone gets left behind. It wasn't a problem for Hermione and Missy but what they didn't know was.
Harry's P.O.V:
"Come on Ron! Hurry it up!" I called on after him as we approached the platform.
"Slow down Harry. I'm nervous as it is." He trailed behind.
Ron was nervous about seeing Hermione again. What could possibly be different I mean it's only been two years.
We stepped into the Hogwarts Express.
"I wonder if Hermione is on board already." I wondered aloud.
"Are you kidding knowing that girl she was probably on board the first." Ron snickered.
We looked for a vacant "CABIN". When we finally found one the train had already blown it's whistle.
"Harry, we've already paged Hermione and she still hasn't came. Do you still think she's coming?" Ron questioned.
"I don't know Ron." I replied. "Just sit back and enjoy this is our last year in Hogwarts."
I leaned into my chair.
I mean come one. Can a person change in two years?
Hermione's P.O.V:
"Please hurry I don't want to be late." I told the driver of the speed boat. (A/N: hehe!)
"I hate to say this Miss but you are already late." He laughed at his own joke.
"Marisa!!!" I whined.
"I know! I know!" She put her hands up in surrender. "This is partially my fault. But, hey you didn't wake up either."
"I know I'm sorry. I was just really looking forward to seeing my friends again." I sighed.
"Ahh. the famous Harry Potter." She laughed. "And who's the one you liked? Oh yeah, Ron Weasley."
"Come on. I mean it wasn't a big thing. I had a crush on him, so what?" I shrugged.
Author's P.O.V:
Harry and Ron kept looking around for their friend. They still hadn't found her. They sat impatiently waiting for Dumbledore's welcome speech.
"This is the part I always hate." Ron mumbled. "I'm starving!" One by one the first years were placed into their houses. Some other boring announcements came about Voldemort who was now in the underworld. Never to come back to harm anyone.
"And you." Dumbledore paused. "Wait one more announcement."
"Aww!!" The crowd whined.
"As most of you know Miss Granger will be returning she should be here soon. She will be with Miss Marisa Santos. I expect all of you to be welcoming to our return student as well as our new student." Dumbledore announced.
Everyone began to whisper. It was only once in awhile that Hogwarts ever really accepted a student who hadn't started her first year there.
Hermione's P.O.V:
I took a deep breath as I got out of the boat.
"They probably started the ceremony already." I mumbled to myself.
"Miss Granger, welcome back." A familiar voice came from behind.
"Professor Dumbledore!!" I yelled with glee and ran over to him. "Oh, it's so good to see you."
"I must say the same for you Miss Granger and I must say you're looking very lovely." He commented.
"Thanks." I smiled at him. I had to admit my looks had definitely improved since I left. I mean I look the same just more. mature and my I don't have a lion's hairdo anymore.
"Miss Santos." He smiled. "I hope you enjoy your stay in Hogwarts."
"I do too." She smiled.
"I'll be waiting in the Great Hall." At that he disappeared.
"I'm so gonna like it here!!" Marisa yelled.
"I knew you would." I looked around for my bag. "Where are our things?"
"Maybe." Marisa shrugged.
"Never mind come on!" I took her hand and we ran to the Great Hall.
"Do I look okay?" I asked Marisa.
"The same, which is like totally gorgeous." She smiled. I study my figure I hadn't received my robe yet so I had to make do with the pants and mid-riff I had on.
"I don't look to revealing do I?" I asked again.
"Can't we just go in? I mean it's not like they've never seen you in." She pointed to my outfit.
"I get the picture but I want to make a good first. I mean second. I mean. whatever!" I sighed. "I'll knock on the door when I tell you to come in you come in after me okay?"
"Yeah." Marisa nodded her head.
I held on to the door and nervously pushed it. I didn't know why I as so nervous. I mean people just don't change it two years, do they?
Author's P.O.V:
Hermione quietly brushed passed the door. Everyone was so busy. But she happened to catch a boy's eye. His stormy grey eyes were absorbing every single part of her body. Not very far from her, somewhere in the corner.
Draco's P.O.V:
The moment I felt a different movement in the room I automatically looked up. There I saw the face of an angel, the body of a super model and the deepest brown eyes I felt like I was drowning. She was looking for someone. Who is this girl she looks so familiar. No. it can't be. Granger?
Hermione's P.O.V:
I looked around the room. Everything looked the same, so familiar. I spotted Harry and Ginny but there was another I was looking for. Ron. I spotted him coming from under the table. He had a grin on his face, I smiled. He looked up and saw me, he was stunned.
"Hermione, I've been waiting outside for the last." Marisa stormed in. I forgot to teach her the technique to get in quietly. Everyone was staring at us. "Oh, boy."
I looked at Harry. He had the biggest grin on his face. He automatically jumped from his seat and ran towards me and I to him. (A/N: Slow motion type, like in the movies)
I wrapped my arms around him and after what seemed to be forever he put me down.
"Harry!" I smiled. I gave him a kiss on the cheek. It was something I picked up from Mugwit.
He looked at me stunned. I turned to Ron who was now standing still towering me but now by that much.
"And look at you!" I hugged him too. "You guys don't look at all different well, maybe a little taller but that's it."
Then I remembered Marisa. Everyone had gone back to minding their own business.
"Marisa come here." I smiled at her. She gracefully walked over.
"Marisa, Harry and Ron." I introduced them.
"Hey." She smiled.
"Nice to meet you." Harry said politely putting out his hand.
"You too." She shook it.
"Marisa.." Ron bowed.
"Pleasure." She smiled at Ron.
I noticed that I wasn't getting the nervous feeling when I was with Ron. I looked at my two friends and admired the way they looked now.
"What? Do I have something on my face?" Harry wiped his cheek.
"No. I'm just trying to see what's different."
"Nothing really. They're just taller." A new voice entered our conversation.
"Ginny!" I gave her a hug. "You look absolutely stunning."
"I should say the same for you. You've got every single guy at Hogwarts checking you out." She pointed to my stomach, which was showing.
I placed my hand over it. "That's just about it." I smiled.
"No way! I mean look at that smile, your hair has definitely done wonders for you now and your face just adds a plus." She hugged me again.
"Thanks." I smiled. "Oh by the way, this is Marisa."
"Hi! I'm Ginny."
"And you're also very pretty." Marisa commented.
"Thanks." She smiled. "Hermione, you didn't tell me what an amazing friend you had."
"She already knows that." Marisa laughed.
I cautiously looked around the room. Everyone seemed to be staring at me. I had Pansy glaring, Padma gaping and Lavender smiling. No one really changed, they all just look older.
Draco's P.O.V:
I watched as Herm. Granger greeted her friends. Her smile was sickening, it could brighten any day.
"Draco." A voice cut my thoughts.
"Yeah?" I looked at Pansy.
"Could you pass the bread?" She asked sweetly.
"Pansy, it's on the other side of you." I glared at her. I stood up and was about to leave the room but Dumbledore spoke up.
"I would like to announce this years head boy and girl." He looked at me.
For the past years Dumbledore felt that it would be more exciting if he announced the head boy and girl during the Welcoming Ceremony. (A/N: Is that what you call it?)
Everyone in the room kept quiet and waited in anticipation.
"Our head boy will be Draco Malfoy." All the Slytherins cheered.
"And I would like to welcome back our new head girl Hermione Granger!" The entire room applauded. I had no idea how many people actually liked the mudblood.
I noticed Ginny whisper something in Hermione's ear.
Hermione's P.O.V:
"You're head girl." Ginny whispered into my ear as I was talking to Harry.
"No way." I looked at her.
"Yeah. Dumbledore just announced you weren't paying attention." Ginny rolled her eyes.
I noticed Ron and Marisa having a deep conversation. I smiled to myself, Marisa was definitely going to like it here.
"May head boy and girl come up here please." Dumbledore called this time I heard him. I nervously looked around the room.
As I passed by the Slytherins began to whisper.
"I can't believe she's head girl she hasn't studied here in the last two years." They all whispered.
I approached Dumbledore and noticed that the head boy wasn't there. Who could he possibly be? You see? That's what I get for not playing attention . I looked behind to see who was approaching the table.
"Malfoy." I gave him a confused look.
"Mudblood, looks like were going to be working together this year." He sneered at me.
"Miss Granger, Mister Malfoy, I'm sure you know both of you will be sharing one study room but each of you will have your own bed chamber." The headmaster said weakly.
"Yes, sir." I replied softly.
Oh god, oh god, oh god, god, god!!! My mind began to reel at the thought of sharing a study room with him. Why? I knew perfectly well that I had gotten over the whole mudblood deal.
"Would you like me to show you to your quarters?" Dumbledore asked.
I didn't say anything anymore.
"Yes, sir." Draco finally spoke up.
"Follow me then." The three of us left the Great Hall.
They passed through many halls and finally discovered that they were right in between the Gryffindor and Slytherin Houses.
"What would you like your password to be?" The little girl in the painting asked.
"Uh." I bit my lip and looked at Draco.
"How about mudbllod beware!" He laughed at his own joke.
"Real nice Draco." I glared at him.
"Please." The head master interrupted.
"Sorry." I smiled. "So what do you think your password shall be?" Professor Dumbledore asked.
"What's your name?" I asked the little girl.
"Sammie." She smiled.
"Boys names for girls. That's really cute." I smiled at her again. "That's our password." I looked at Draco.
He shot me a confused look. "What?"
"Sammie." I nodded my head.
"Okay." He mumbled mostly to himself.
"Well I shall leave you two to get settled in. Oh and by the way the fireplaces in your room shall lead to the entrance of your respective houses." Dumbledore said as Draco and I entered the painting.
I walked in and looked around.
"Wow!" Was all I managed to breath out.
Draco grumbled as he followed behind me.
"Look I know you don't want to be here as much as I do and I'm sorry if you've got a problem with me being muggle-born but could you please be more bearable." I jumped onto the couch.
"No problem." He replied and took a seat on the chair by the fireplace.
That's it? That's all it took for Draco to get of my case? Something was definitely wrong with this picture.
"So my name from here on is Hermione." I looked at him.
He smiled at me, "Yeah and I'm Draco."
He had the nicest smile.
"You should do that more often." I told him.
"What?" He shot me a confused look.
"Smile." I smiled at him.
"I prefer not to." He looked away.
What is up with this guy? One minute he's prince charming and the next he's back into that ugly toad I see him as.
"Why?"
"My reputation Grange. Hermione." He corrected himself.
"Sorry." I put my head down. This was definitely going to be a long year.
He's a guy and it's like he's got permanent PMS.
Draco's P.O.V:
She hasn't changed one bit. Even if she looks totally different same talkative annoying little girl but why isn't it getting to me?
"I'm going to change." She stood up and walked into her room. I sat there just staring at the fireplace.
"Wooo----w!" I said sarcastically and she just shook her head.
Everything about Hermione Granger is different yet so the same. I sank deeper into the chair.
Moments later Hermione stepped out of her room. She was in jogging pants, a cotton shirt and her hair was up in a messy ponytail.
She looked at me. "What?"
I shot back to reality I hadn't realized that I was staring at her.
She walked back to the sofa and sat down again.
"So how was your summer?" She looked at me.
What was wrong with this girl? She acts like were friends.
"Uhh." I rambled. "Good. They buried my father along with Voldemort if that interests you."
"Oh gosh! I'm sorry." She put her head down in shame.
Remembering my father pained me. He wasn't a good person or a good man but no matter what I would always look up to him a dad.
"It's not a big deal. I mean most people don't understand the relationship I had with my father. Everyone assumes that I don't care but I do. I care a lot." Now what was my problem? Why the hell was I telling the mud. muggle- born about my feelings.
I stopped.
"I know you don't trust me so you don't have to go on is you don't want to." She stood up from her seat. "I understand." She began to walk towards her room.
"Grang. Hermione wait!" I called out. She stopped and turned around. "I wouldn't mind."
She smiled at me and walked back her place.
"I miss him but not as much as other kids do when they lose their parent's. I mean who would miss the beatings, the curses basically hell. But it's like having a dad who's a drug-addict. He may be an ass but you'll always just see him as dear ol' dad. No matter how many mistakes he's done; how many times he's let you down or even how many times he's hurt you. His mere presence means something."
"I know what you mean." She replied.
"No you don't your Miss Perfect Granger! You didn't even study in Hogwarts for the last two years and somehow you managed to become head girl. Your life is all full of color and happiness!" I muttered.
"I never intended to become head girl!" She yelled at me. "You think you know what pain really is don't you! Do you know what it's like trying your best to fit in? No one in this school ever really accepted me. I was just the tail of Harry Potter, the so-called girl friend of Ron Weasley. Oh who was she again? That mudblood bitch who somehow managed to get into Hogwarts! You did that to me. You tormented me! That's why I had to be the best to BEAT the best.
"You don't what it's like being made fun of just because I was born into the wrong family. No one ever wanted to see me for who I really am. No one ever took the chance to get to know me! People look at me and say, 'Oh, that's Mudblood Granger she's probably headed to the library to read again. Doesn't she have anything better to do?' You know what I didn't enjoy going to the library every single day but reading a book was sure as hell better than being made fun of or listening to your two guy friends talk about Quidditch some sport you don't even care about. Now Malfoy do you still think my life is all about rainbows and butterflies, think again because that's only part of what I've gone through. I haven't even told you about my family. Now do you still think your life is all that hard?" She stormed into her room.
I stared at her door stunned. I had no idea how much this affected her. She knew exactly how I felt. Guilt was washing over me as I thought of what I had done to her in the past.
A/N: I'm not a big Harry Potter fan but I like to write. This is my first fanfic, EVER! ( There is just something about Draco and Hermione that I find appealing. So please be nice and give me all the necessary corrections. Thanks. You can also e-mail me. I'd definitely appreciate that.
Author's P.O.V:
It had been exactly two years, three months and twenty-seven days since everyone at Hogwarts had last seen Hermione Granger. Her parents had moved her out of Hogwarts to try a new school with both muggle and witch studies, Mugwit. It was for advanced learning and not just anyone could get in. But finally on her last year in witch school (A/N: Is that what it's called?) her parents decided to let her go back to Hogwarts. It was a tough decision once again Hermione was leaving all her friends at Mugwit behind. Although she was saddened she was also excited it had been so long since she had last seen Harry and Ron.
Hermione's P.O.V:
"Hey." Marisa walked into the room.
"Hey." I looked up from my book.
I couldn't help but notice the look on her face.
"What's wrong?" I stood up from my bed and took a seat beside her.
"You're leaving. I mean we've been roomies since we first got here and you're all I've got." Tears began to flow from her eyes.
"Of course not. You've got the whole school at your feet. I mean you're Marisa Santos!" Hermione raised her eyebrow.
"Herm, I've got something to confess." Marisa looked up at me. "You see uh. before the school year started my papa talked to Professor Dumbledore and he uh. asked. uh. if . I could. uh. go-to-Hogwarts-so-he-said-yes-and-I'm- moving-to-but-I'm-not-sure-if-you-want-me-to-but-I-don't-mind-because-" She took a deep breath. "Just because."
I registered Marisa's entire sentence, "Are you telling me that when I go back to Hogwarts this year you'll."
"Be with you." Marisa finished my sentence.
"That's so cool." I smiled and hugged her.
"Are you sure? I mean I assumed that you wouldn't want me to go, I mean you've got your own set of friends there." She rambled.
"No way! You're like a sister to me and trust me there aren't that much interesting people in Hogwarts." I hugged her again. "You don't know how happy I am. I've got to tell you that I am scared to death. But wait a minute what house will you be in?"
"According to papa uh. what's that name again? Oh yeah, Gryffindor!" She smiled.
"You'll be with me." I told her.
"I'll be arriving after you. I'm going on a cruise with my family." Even if Marisa looked Hispanic she definitely didn't talk like one. She had a strong American accent. "Which will be better for you so that you'll be able to bond with you're "BOY" friends." She laughed. "What boyfriend?" Sean and David walked into the room. "Everyone knows Hermione is my girlfriend!"
"Everyone except Hermione." David commented. We all laughed. Sean walked over to me and gave me a hug.
"We're going to miss you." He kissed me on the cheek.
"And Marisa." I told him.
"Huh?" He looked at me.
"I'm leaving too." Marisa pitched in.
"NO!!!" The two boys shouted in unison.
"You can't." David gave his funniest sad face.
"Gawd! You two have to be the strangest guys in school." Marisa laughed.
"Yeah but we rule the school now we can't rule because." David whined.
"We won't be here." I laughed.
Although we were just a bunch of really, really good friends everyone assumed that I was going out with Sean and that Marisa was seeing David. I mean I can kiss Sean on the lips and that isn't a big deal to anyone or should I say us at least. It was just a whole buddy system thing.
"When are you leaving? I mean today being the last day of vacation and everything." Sean winced.
"School starts on a week from now but the train is leaving tomorrow." I told him. "Then Marisa is following."
At that moment an owl came in. David walked over and took the telegram.
"It's for you Marisa." He handed it to her.
"So will we be allowed to visit you?" Sean asked. "On the weekends I mean or on breaks or something. Wait! Isn't there a Exchange Student Program this year?"
"Yeah but Sean you can't." I trailed.
"So what? I'm the student body president. Someone needs to represent this school." He smiled.
"We'll sign up!" David said happily.
"Whatever!" Marisa and I said in unison.
"Oh wow! You guys check this out." Marisa waved around her letter. "Marisa dear the trip has been cancelled you will be able to leave for Hogwarts first thing tomorrow morning."
"You mean you're leaving with Hermione?" David asked.
"That's what the letter says." She replied.
"Cool!" I pitched in.
Author's P.O.V:
The next day Hermione and Marisa had missed the train but luckily Professor Dumbledore had requested someone to stay behind incase someone gets left behind. It wasn't a problem for Hermione and Missy but what they didn't know was.
Harry's P.O.V:
"Come on Ron! Hurry it up!" I called on after him as we approached the platform.
"Slow down Harry. I'm nervous as it is." He trailed behind.
Ron was nervous about seeing Hermione again. What could possibly be different I mean it's only been two years.
We stepped into the Hogwarts Express.
"I wonder if Hermione is on board already." I wondered aloud.
"Are you kidding knowing that girl she was probably on board the first." Ron snickered.
We looked for a vacant "CABIN". When we finally found one the train had already blown it's whistle.
"Harry, we've already paged Hermione and she still hasn't came. Do you still think she's coming?" Ron questioned.
"I don't know Ron." I replied. "Just sit back and enjoy this is our last year in Hogwarts."
I leaned into my chair.
I mean come one. Can a person change in two years?
Hermione's P.O.V:
"Please hurry I don't want to be late." I told the driver of the speed boat. (A/N: hehe!)
"I hate to say this Miss but you are already late." He laughed at his own joke.
"Marisa!!!" I whined.
"I know! I know!" She put her hands up in surrender. "This is partially my fault. But, hey you didn't wake up either."
"I know I'm sorry. I was just really looking forward to seeing my friends again." I sighed.
"Ahh. the famous Harry Potter." She laughed. "And who's the one you liked? Oh yeah, Ron Weasley."
"Come on. I mean it wasn't a big thing. I had a crush on him, so what?" I shrugged.
Author's P.O.V:
Harry and Ron kept looking around for their friend. They still hadn't found her. They sat impatiently waiting for Dumbledore's welcome speech.
"This is the part I always hate." Ron mumbled. "I'm starving!" One by one the first years were placed into their houses. Some other boring announcements came about Voldemort who was now in the underworld. Never to come back to harm anyone.
"And you." Dumbledore paused. "Wait one more announcement."
"Aww!!" The crowd whined.
"As most of you know Miss Granger will be returning she should be here soon. She will be with Miss Marisa Santos. I expect all of you to be welcoming to our return student as well as our new student." Dumbledore announced.
Everyone began to whisper. It was only once in awhile that Hogwarts ever really accepted a student who hadn't started her first year there.
Hermione's P.O.V:
I took a deep breath as I got out of the boat.
"They probably started the ceremony already." I mumbled to myself.
"Miss Granger, welcome back." A familiar voice came from behind.
"Professor Dumbledore!!" I yelled with glee and ran over to him. "Oh, it's so good to see you."
"I must say the same for you Miss Granger and I must say you're looking very lovely." He commented.
"Thanks." I smiled at him. I had to admit my looks had definitely improved since I left. I mean I look the same just more. mature and my I don't have a lion's hairdo anymore.
"Miss Santos." He smiled. "I hope you enjoy your stay in Hogwarts."
"I do too." She smiled.
"I'll be waiting in the Great Hall." At that he disappeared.
"I'm so gonna like it here!!" Marisa yelled.
"I knew you would." I looked around for my bag. "Where are our things?"
"Maybe." Marisa shrugged.
"Never mind come on!" I took her hand and we ran to the Great Hall.
"Do I look okay?" I asked Marisa.
"The same, which is like totally gorgeous." She smiled. I study my figure I hadn't received my robe yet so I had to make do with the pants and mid-riff I had on.
"I don't look to revealing do I?" I asked again.
"Can't we just go in? I mean it's not like they've never seen you in." She pointed to my outfit.
"I get the picture but I want to make a good first. I mean second. I mean. whatever!" I sighed. "I'll knock on the door when I tell you to come in you come in after me okay?"
"Yeah." Marisa nodded her head.
I held on to the door and nervously pushed it. I didn't know why I as so nervous. I mean people just don't change it two years, do they?
Author's P.O.V:
Hermione quietly brushed passed the door. Everyone was so busy. But she happened to catch a boy's eye. His stormy grey eyes were absorbing every single part of her body. Not very far from her, somewhere in the corner.
Draco's P.O.V:
The moment I felt a different movement in the room I automatically looked up. There I saw the face of an angel, the body of a super model and the deepest brown eyes I felt like I was drowning. She was looking for someone. Who is this girl she looks so familiar. No. it can't be. Granger?
Hermione's P.O.V:
I looked around the room. Everything looked the same, so familiar. I spotted Harry and Ginny but there was another I was looking for. Ron. I spotted him coming from under the table. He had a grin on his face, I smiled. He looked up and saw me, he was stunned.
"Hermione, I've been waiting outside for the last." Marisa stormed in. I forgot to teach her the technique to get in quietly. Everyone was staring at us. "Oh, boy."
I looked at Harry. He had the biggest grin on his face. He automatically jumped from his seat and ran towards me and I to him. (A/N: Slow motion type, like in the movies)
I wrapped my arms around him and after what seemed to be forever he put me down.
"Harry!" I smiled. I gave him a kiss on the cheek. It was something I picked up from Mugwit.
He looked at me stunned. I turned to Ron who was now standing still towering me but now by that much.
"And look at you!" I hugged him too. "You guys don't look at all different well, maybe a little taller but that's it."
Then I remembered Marisa. Everyone had gone back to minding their own business.
"Marisa come here." I smiled at her. She gracefully walked over.
"Marisa, Harry and Ron." I introduced them.
"Hey." She smiled.
"Nice to meet you." Harry said politely putting out his hand.
"You too." She shook it.
"Marisa.." Ron bowed.
"Pleasure." She smiled at Ron.
I noticed that I wasn't getting the nervous feeling when I was with Ron. I looked at my two friends and admired the way they looked now.
"What? Do I have something on my face?" Harry wiped his cheek.
"No. I'm just trying to see what's different."
"Nothing really. They're just taller." A new voice entered our conversation.
"Ginny!" I gave her a hug. "You look absolutely stunning."
"I should say the same for you. You've got every single guy at Hogwarts checking you out." She pointed to my stomach, which was showing.
I placed my hand over it. "That's just about it." I smiled.
"No way! I mean look at that smile, your hair has definitely done wonders for you now and your face just adds a plus." She hugged me again.
"Thanks." I smiled. "Oh by the way, this is Marisa."
"Hi! I'm Ginny."
"And you're also very pretty." Marisa commented.
"Thanks." She smiled. "Hermione, you didn't tell me what an amazing friend you had."
"She already knows that." Marisa laughed.
I cautiously looked around the room. Everyone seemed to be staring at me. I had Pansy glaring, Padma gaping and Lavender smiling. No one really changed, they all just look older.
Draco's P.O.V:
I watched as Herm. Granger greeted her friends. Her smile was sickening, it could brighten any day.
"Draco." A voice cut my thoughts.
"Yeah?" I looked at Pansy.
"Could you pass the bread?" She asked sweetly.
"Pansy, it's on the other side of you." I glared at her. I stood up and was about to leave the room but Dumbledore spoke up.
"I would like to announce this years head boy and girl." He looked at me.
For the past years Dumbledore felt that it would be more exciting if he announced the head boy and girl during the Welcoming Ceremony. (A/N: Is that what you call it?)
Everyone in the room kept quiet and waited in anticipation.
"Our head boy will be Draco Malfoy." All the Slytherins cheered.
"And I would like to welcome back our new head girl Hermione Granger!" The entire room applauded. I had no idea how many people actually liked the mudblood.
I noticed Ginny whisper something in Hermione's ear.
Hermione's P.O.V:
"You're head girl." Ginny whispered into my ear as I was talking to Harry.
"No way." I looked at her.
"Yeah. Dumbledore just announced you weren't paying attention." Ginny rolled her eyes.
I noticed Ron and Marisa having a deep conversation. I smiled to myself, Marisa was definitely going to like it here.
"May head boy and girl come up here please." Dumbledore called this time I heard him. I nervously looked around the room.
As I passed by the Slytherins began to whisper.
"I can't believe she's head girl she hasn't studied here in the last two years." They all whispered.
I approached Dumbledore and noticed that the head boy wasn't there. Who could he possibly be? You see? That's what I get for not playing attention . I looked behind to see who was approaching the table.
"Malfoy." I gave him a confused look.
"Mudblood, looks like were going to be working together this year." He sneered at me.
"Miss Granger, Mister Malfoy, I'm sure you know both of you will be sharing one study room but each of you will have your own bed chamber." The headmaster said weakly.
"Yes, sir." I replied softly.
Oh god, oh god, oh god, god, god!!! My mind began to reel at the thought of sharing a study room with him. Why? I knew perfectly well that I had gotten over the whole mudblood deal.
"Would you like me to show you to your quarters?" Dumbledore asked.
I didn't say anything anymore.
"Yes, sir." Draco finally spoke up.
"Follow me then." The three of us left the Great Hall.
They passed through many halls and finally discovered that they were right in between the Gryffindor and Slytherin Houses.
"What would you like your password to be?" The little girl in the painting asked.
"Uh." I bit my lip and looked at Draco.
"How about mudbllod beware!" He laughed at his own joke.
"Real nice Draco." I glared at him.
"Please." The head master interrupted.
"Sorry." I smiled. "So what do you think your password shall be?" Professor Dumbledore asked.
"What's your name?" I asked the little girl.
"Sammie." She smiled.
"Boys names for girls. That's really cute." I smiled at her again. "That's our password." I looked at Draco.
He shot me a confused look. "What?"
"Sammie." I nodded my head.
"Okay." He mumbled mostly to himself.
"Well I shall leave you two to get settled in. Oh and by the way the fireplaces in your room shall lead to the entrance of your respective houses." Dumbledore said as Draco and I entered the painting.
I walked in and looked around.
"Wow!" Was all I managed to breath out.
Draco grumbled as he followed behind me.
"Look I know you don't want to be here as much as I do and I'm sorry if you've got a problem with me being muggle-born but could you please be more bearable." I jumped onto the couch.
"No problem." He replied and took a seat on the chair by the fireplace.
That's it? That's all it took for Draco to get of my case? Something was definitely wrong with this picture.
"So my name from here on is Hermione." I looked at him.
He smiled at me, "Yeah and I'm Draco."
He had the nicest smile.
"You should do that more often." I told him.
"What?" He shot me a confused look.
"Smile." I smiled at him.
"I prefer not to." He looked away.
What is up with this guy? One minute he's prince charming and the next he's back into that ugly toad I see him as.
"Why?"
"My reputation Grange. Hermione." He corrected himself.
"Sorry." I put my head down. This was definitely going to be a long year.
He's a guy and it's like he's got permanent PMS.
Draco's P.O.V:
She hasn't changed one bit. Even if she looks totally different same talkative annoying little girl but why isn't it getting to me?
"I'm going to change." She stood up and walked into her room. I sat there just staring at the fireplace.
"Wooo----w!" I said sarcastically and she just shook her head.
Everything about Hermione Granger is different yet so the same. I sank deeper into the chair.
Moments later Hermione stepped out of her room. She was in jogging pants, a cotton shirt and her hair was up in a messy ponytail.
She looked at me. "What?"
I shot back to reality I hadn't realized that I was staring at her.
She walked back to the sofa and sat down again.
"So how was your summer?" She looked at me.
What was wrong with this girl? She acts like were friends.
"Uhh." I rambled. "Good. They buried my father along with Voldemort if that interests you."
"Oh gosh! I'm sorry." She put her head down in shame.
Remembering my father pained me. He wasn't a good person or a good man but no matter what I would always look up to him a dad.
"It's not a big deal. I mean most people don't understand the relationship I had with my father. Everyone assumes that I don't care but I do. I care a lot." Now what was my problem? Why the hell was I telling the mud. muggle- born about my feelings.
I stopped.
"I know you don't trust me so you don't have to go on is you don't want to." She stood up from her seat. "I understand." She began to walk towards her room.
"Grang. Hermione wait!" I called out. She stopped and turned around. "I wouldn't mind."
She smiled at me and walked back her place.
"I miss him but not as much as other kids do when they lose their parent's. I mean who would miss the beatings, the curses basically hell. But it's like having a dad who's a drug-addict. He may be an ass but you'll always just see him as dear ol' dad. No matter how many mistakes he's done; how many times he's let you down or even how many times he's hurt you. His mere presence means something."
"I know what you mean." She replied.
"No you don't your Miss Perfect Granger! You didn't even study in Hogwarts for the last two years and somehow you managed to become head girl. Your life is all full of color and happiness!" I muttered.
"I never intended to become head girl!" She yelled at me. "You think you know what pain really is don't you! Do you know what it's like trying your best to fit in? No one in this school ever really accepted me. I was just the tail of Harry Potter, the so-called girl friend of Ron Weasley. Oh who was she again? That mudblood bitch who somehow managed to get into Hogwarts! You did that to me. You tormented me! That's why I had to be the best to BEAT the best.
"You don't what it's like being made fun of just because I was born into the wrong family. No one ever wanted to see me for who I really am. No one ever took the chance to get to know me! People look at me and say, 'Oh, that's Mudblood Granger she's probably headed to the library to read again. Doesn't she have anything better to do?' You know what I didn't enjoy going to the library every single day but reading a book was sure as hell better than being made fun of or listening to your two guy friends talk about Quidditch some sport you don't even care about. Now Malfoy do you still think my life is all about rainbows and butterflies, think again because that's only part of what I've gone through. I haven't even told you about my family. Now do you still think your life is all that hard?" She stormed into her room.
I stared at her door stunned. I had no idea how much this affected her. She knew exactly how I felt. Guilt was washing over me as I thought of what I had done to her in the past.