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please don't sue me.
A/N: thoughts will be surrounded by the little arrow thingies (^)
~^~ * ~^~Chapter Two: Home Sweet Hogwarts~^~ * ~^~
After kissing her mother good-bye, Hermione boarded the train. This year she would not be joining her friends in their normal compartment, but sharing a compartment towards the front of the train with the new Head Boy. She made her way to the front of the train without bumping into any unwanted people (her friends included) and entered her compartment. The Head Boy had yet to show up, so Hermione decided to go ahead and get settled. She let Shatter out of her cage and grabbed her CD player and her book titled Speak by Laurie Anderson. She curled up in one of the seats and began to read and listen to her CD player.
*Take this pink ribbon off my eyes I'm exposed and it's no big surprise Don't you think I know exactly where I stand This world if forcing me to hold your hand 'Cause I'm just a girl, little ol' me Don't let me out of your sight I'm just a girl pretty and petite So don't let me have any rights Oh.I've had it up to here! The moment that I step outside So many reasons for me to run and hide I can't do the little things I hold so dear 'Cause it's all those little things that I fear 'Cause I'm just a girl, I'd rather not be 'Cause they won't let me drive late at night I'm just a girl, guess I'm some kind of freak 'Cause they all sit and stare with their eyes I'm just a girl, take a good look at me Just your typical prototype Oh.I've had I to here! Oh.am I making myself clear? I'm just a girl I'm just a girl in the world. That's all that they'll let me be! I'm just a girl, living in captivity Your rule of thumb makes me worry some I'm just a girl, what's my destiny? What I've succumbed to is making me numb I'm just a girl, my apologies What I've become is so burdensome I'm just a girl, lucky me Twiddle-dum there's no comparison Oh.I've had it up to! Oh.I've had it up to! Oh.I've had it up to here.*
Hermione was so absorbed in her book that she did not notice the compartment door slide open. There, in the entrance to the compartment, stood the Head Boy. Hermione looked up when she faintly heard the compartment door shut over her music blaring through her headphones. Before her stood Draco Malfoy.
"YOU are the head boy?!?" Hermione shrieked. She sort of figured that he would be since his grades were just slightly below hers, but the whole time she had been hoping that she was wrong.
"Granger.?" Draco couldn't believe his eyes. The young woman stretched out luxuriously in front of him was.Hermione Granger. When he had first entered the compartment he had been in awe of her. Her beautiful curves were shown off by her skin-tight black zip-up hoodie and hot pink tank top that reached just above her belly button and her tight low-slung blue jeans showing off part of a hot pink thong and a little tattoo of a heart on her hip. He saw her piercing in her belly button and her smooth skin. He saw the way her hair fell splendidly down to the middle of her back. He never once thought that it could be Granger, until she spoke. After he realized who it was he masked his face with his usual stony expression and spoke to her again. "Should have realized that the know-it-all mudblood would be Head Girl"
"Ooh, Malfoy, real creative: know-it-all mudblood.like I haven't heard that one from you a million times before. So, I didn't think they let ferrets be Head Boy.how did you manage that? Did your precious daddy buy that for you too?" ^ Well she may have changed in looks but she is still the same old mudblood ^ Malfoy thought.
"Whatever Granger." With that said he sat down with a smirk on his face. ^ Was Malfoy just checking me out? ^ Hermione thought to herself. She had seen the way he was at first staring at her.like he didn't even recognize her. He was staring at her like she was staring at him just now. Malfoy had changed. Sure, he was still a stuck up prick.but man, was he hot. ^ Wait. This is bad. I can NOT think that he is hot. He is my adversary for Merlin's sake! ^ He was wearing a pair of black jeans and a tight black shirt which showed of his muscles very well. He had gotten a tan over the summer but he was still quite paler than most guys were. After 6 years of slicked back hair, he had finally acquired a new way to style it. It now hung slightly in front of his blue-grey eyes giving him a sexy demeanor. Hermione immediately went back to reading her book, well more like starring at the pages. She really just sat there thinking to herself ^ How am I going to survive this year? I have to share a room with him! There is no way we will be able to get along. He hates me way to much to let that happen. ^
^ This year is going to be impossible. Me and Granger.sharing a room.No Way. As if we could ever get along. ^ Malfoy had many thoughts similar to Hermione's running through his head. He had to admit, She had most definitely changed.for the better. This time the year before he would have never imagined her to have ever even thought about getting a tattoo, and honestly, it kind of turned him on. But the fact that she was a mudblood was enough to make him dismiss his feelings about her in an instant.
Every once and a while Hermione would sneak a look over at Malfoy. As soon as the train had taken off he had fallen into a deep sleep. She could help but think that he looked sort of angelic as he lay there breathing deeply. Each time she glanced at him, a little voice in her head chastised her for being so stupid. ^ There is no way that Malfoy is going to want a. a mudblood like me ^ A few moments later, the witch with the trolley came by and asked if they would like anything. Hermione had not had breakfast so she decided to get a few cauldron cakes, chocolate frogs, and some bags of Bertie Bots Every Flavor Beans. When the witch turned to Malfoy she asked if Hermione would just like her to come back letter, when he had woken up. Hermione then went over to Malfoy and gently shook him. He grabbed her wrist harshly and sat up. Once he noticed who it was he let go and then told the witch that he did not want anything. The witch looked at the freighted look on Hermione's face and slowly backed out of their compartment.
Draco sat silently on the floor in the cold dark dungeon. He did not whimper in pain, he did not cry. That was a sign of weakness to the Malfoy's, and he would not let his father see him weak. Hi e had his hand against his side pressing down to stop the blood. His father had thrown a knife at him earlier and Malfoy didn't turn away fast enough. It grazed his skin slightly, but just enough to make a long slash across his side. Just then he saw Lucius slowly walk over to where his mother lay, bloodied on the hard stone floor.
"This is your fault boy.you did this to her. If you had just listened. Join us, become a DeathEater. If you chose to disobey me, she will suffer." Draco slowly backed away, not wanting to see or hear what he knew his father was about to do. "What is your decision?" Draco did not answer. He knew what his decision was but it would not be the one his father wanted to hear. He also had the strongest urge to tell his father to go fuck himself, but that would only make it worse for his mother. "Fine then. Have it your way. Crucio" his father yelled, wand raised at his mother. His mother started to wriggle with pain, twitching unnaturally on the floor. She let out a small cry, and Draco could not take it any more. He would stop his father no matter the consequences.
"Leave her ALONE!!!!" Draco screamed. He picked up his wand and pointed it at his father. "Avada Kedavra" .
Suddenly, Malfoy was woken form his slumber by someone shaking him. He turned quickly with panic in his eyes and grabbed the person's wrists. He was just about to reach for his wand when he realized that those frightened honey-brown eyes staring back at him where those belonging to Hermione Granger. He quickly released her and discovered the reasoning behind her waking him. The witch with the trolley had arrived and had wanted to know if he wanted anything. He told the witch that he was not hungry and she slowly backed out of their compartment.
Hermione stared at Malfoy intently. ^ What had frightened him so much in his dreams? ^ she wondered. Just then he spoke.
"Uh...I'm sorry about that. You just kind of.err.startled me, that's all. Sorry if I hurt your wrists." Hermione could not believe it. The man.the boy. the guy (what in the hell was he?) that she had known for six years, the one who had tormented her and made her cry.was apologizing. Hermione did not know what to say at first, but finally she spoke.
"It's ok. No.um.real harm done. Um.are you sure you're ok?" Hermione asked. ^ What is up with me..why so I even act like I care? After all that he has done.why am I worried about how he feels? ^
"Yea, I'm fine" Malfoy answered her, in a surprisingly civil tone. Just then Malfoy realized that it was Granger he was talking to and that he was slightly letting her see his emotions. "What's it to you anyway, mudblood?" He saw the hurt look in her eyes and pretended not to notice. He slumped back down in his seat for the rest of the ride to Hogwarts.
Hermione was hurt. ^ He was being nice and everything and then he had to call me that.that name. Why does he hate me so much.I mean, what did I really ever do to him? ^ When she noticed that he had laid down once again Hermione put her headphones on and began to read again to pass the time until they reached Hogwarts.
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The entrance hall was bustling with familiar faces as Hermione warily made her way to where her best friends were standing. Harry and Ron ran up to her and gave her a gigantic hug, almost taking all of the breath she had out of her.
"Harry.Ron," she choked. "Can't.breathe." The quickly let go of her and muttered their apologies. She noticed the both of them doing quick examinations of her new self. She had changed on the train while Malfoy had been asleep and now wore her Hogwarts robes which she had unbuttoned at the front showing her white button up shirt that fit her very nicely and the very short plaid skirt that showed of her long, eloquent legs.
"Wow Hermione, you look great. You've really changed" Harry and Ron spoke at the same time, both with astonished looks on their faces. Yes, she had changed, but so had they. Ron was no longer that gangly freckle faced teenager, he was now a very handsome young man. Ron was one of Gryffindors' beaters, and with all of the Quidditch practice, he had gotten a golden tan and bulked up. Harry had made some improvements too. He had ditched his glasses for some contacts and grown his jet black hair out some, into that shaggy-sexy look. And after many years of having Ron tower over him, Harry had finally caught up to Ron's height. They both stood about six feet tall. After taking in their new looks, Hermione muttered a shy thank-you before being swept into a world of stories about wonderful summers and all of the mischief they had managed to find.or make. As Professor McGonagall hurried them into the great hall, Harry was telling her of the time this summer when Dudley had "gotten hold of" one of Fred and Georges new candies. This one made you turn all kinds of colors until the flavor disappeared from your mouth.and that took about three hours. Just thinking of that four hundred pound elephant of a different color made Hermione start laughing uncontrollably. The whole time they had been talking, Hermione couldn't help but notice where their eyes kept on staring, and it wasn't her face that they kept looking at. They were now seated at their house table. Ginny spotted Hermione and ran up to her and gave her a hug that could have easily been tighter than either Ron or Harry's hug earlier. Then she started to quickly talk about her summer, most of her words running together.
"Ohmygod. You look great! You shouldhave been there. It was somuch fun! Oh and I have to talk toyou later. I have totell you about harryandme. Isn't it great! Oh imissed you so much. Its kinda weird beingthe onlygirl around.but I totally understand withyour parents split.and all.uh sorry" Ginny said as soon as she saw Hermione's face fall into and uncomfortable expression. Hermione was wondering when someone would bring up her parents. She was happy it had taken them this long, but she was still a little unhappy that it was brought up at all. Harry was the first one to break the unnatural silence that had fallen upon the group. He was worried about Hermione and he wanted to know how she was doing.
"Speaking of your parents.how is everythi---"
"Shhhh. the sorting ceremony is about to begin." Hermione stated. Well that is one way of getting out of answering that question. She could see Harry and Ron out of the corner of her eye looking towards her throughout the whole sorting. The results of the sorting produced nine new Gryffindors, one of which was a transfer student from a wizarding school in the U.S. His name was Josh McKillian and he was in his seventh year. It was highly unusual for a student to transfer in one year before they graduate so you could imagine the amount of curiosity he sparked in all of the Gryffindors, especially in Hermione. As he approached the end of the table where Hermione was seated, she noticed his illuminating bright blue eyes. They stood out profoundly against his black hair. (A/N Just for a visual picture, think lead singer for The All-American Rejects)
After the sorting ceremony had ended and Professor McGonagall had proceeded to carry the sorting hat out of the great hall, it was time for Dumbledore to make his start of term announcements. The first thing he said was what he said almost every year. That the forbidden was exactly that: forbidden. Nobody was allowed within its woods. He then proceeded with his other announcements. The whole time, Hermione couldn't help but practically stare at the new student. She was eager to introduce herself and show him a tour of the school. She figured she would have to do this anyways since she was head girl and he was in her house. Hermione took her eyes away from Josh only once Dumbledore made the announcement that she was head girl.
"This years Head Girl will be Hermione Granger." At this both Ron and Harry looked over at Hermione and mouthed the words "why didn't you tell us?" while the rest of the Gryffindor table erupted in cheers. She simply smiled at them both and returned to listening to her headmaster. "Draco Malfoy will be the Head Boy this school year." The Slytherin table was absolutely ecstatic at this remark although most of them already knew he was Head Boy. Hermione politely clapped alongside of the rest of the Great Hall.
"Hermione, do you realize that you are clapping to the fact that you have to share a freakin' room with that great big git? You're clapping for a year with the ferret boy!" Hermione did of course realize this so she stopped clapping.
"This year is going to be pure hell." Hermione said. And it was true; this year would be hell, just not in the way that she thought.
A/N: Ooh cliffhanger well ok maybe not really but still. I'm still new at this and I know that this story sounds like every other predictable Hermione/Draco story out there so I'm not surprised if you go to that little button there for reviews and tell me to stop typing right now...that I suck and I have no future in writing.oh well.so go review.flames are not wanted but hey.its not like I can really stop you.
~Predictably yours, Tygerskiss
A/N: thoughts will be surrounded by the little arrow thingies (^)
~^~ * ~^~Chapter Two: Home Sweet Hogwarts~^~ * ~^~
After kissing her mother good-bye, Hermione boarded the train. This year she would not be joining her friends in their normal compartment, but sharing a compartment towards the front of the train with the new Head Boy. She made her way to the front of the train without bumping into any unwanted people (her friends included) and entered her compartment. The Head Boy had yet to show up, so Hermione decided to go ahead and get settled. She let Shatter out of her cage and grabbed her CD player and her book titled Speak by Laurie Anderson. She curled up in one of the seats and began to read and listen to her CD player.
*Take this pink ribbon off my eyes I'm exposed and it's no big surprise Don't you think I know exactly where I stand This world if forcing me to hold your hand 'Cause I'm just a girl, little ol' me Don't let me out of your sight I'm just a girl pretty and petite So don't let me have any rights Oh.I've had it up to here! The moment that I step outside So many reasons for me to run and hide I can't do the little things I hold so dear 'Cause it's all those little things that I fear 'Cause I'm just a girl, I'd rather not be 'Cause they won't let me drive late at night I'm just a girl, guess I'm some kind of freak 'Cause they all sit and stare with their eyes I'm just a girl, take a good look at me Just your typical prototype Oh.I've had I to here! Oh.am I making myself clear? I'm just a girl I'm just a girl in the world. That's all that they'll let me be! I'm just a girl, living in captivity Your rule of thumb makes me worry some I'm just a girl, what's my destiny? What I've succumbed to is making me numb I'm just a girl, my apologies What I've become is so burdensome I'm just a girl, lucky me Twiddle-dum there's no comparison Oh.I've had it up to! Oh.I've had it up to! Oh.I've had it up to here.*
Hermione was so absorbed in her book that she did not notice the compartment door slide open. There, in the entrance to the compartment, stood the Head Boy. Hermione looked up when she faintly heard the compartment door shut over her music blaring through her headphones. Before her stood Draco Malfoy.
"YOU are the head boy?!?" Hermione shrieked. She sort of figured that he would be since his grades were just slightly below hers, but the whole time she had been hoping that she was wrong.
"Granger.?" Draco couldn't believe his eyes. The young woman stretched out luxuriously in front of him was.Hermione Granger. When he had first entered the compartment he had been in awe of her. Her beautiful curves were shown off by her skin-tight black zip-up hoodie and hot pink tank top that reached just above her belly button and her tight low-slung blue jeans showing off part of a hot pink thong and a little tattoo of a heart on her hip. He saw her piercing in her belly button and her smooth skin. He saw the way her hair fell splendidly down to the middle of her back. He never once thought that it could be Granger, until she spoke. After he realized who it was he masked his face with his usual stony expression and spoke to her again. "Should have realized that the know-it-all mudblood would be Head Girl"
"Ooh, Malfoy, real creative: know-it-all mudblood.like I haven't heard that one from you a million times before. So, I didn't think they let ferrets be Head Boy.how did you manage that? Did your precious daddy buy that for you too?" ^ Well she may have changed in looks but she is still the same old mudblood ^ Malfoy thought.
"Whatever Granger." With that said he sat down with a smirk on his face. ^ Was Malfoy just checking me out? ^ Hermione thought to herself. She had seen the way he was at first staring at her.like he didn't even recognize her. He was staring at her like she was staring at him just now. Malfoy had changed. Sure, he was still a stuck up prick.but man, was he hot. ^ Wait. This is bad. I can NOT think that he is hot. He is my adversary for Merlin's sake! ^ He was wearing a pair of black jeans and a tight black shirt which showed of his muscles very well. He had gotten a tan over the summer but he was still quite paler than most guys were. After 6 years of slicked back hair, he had finally acquired a new way to style it. It now hung slightly in front of his blue-grey eyes giving him a sexy demeanor. Hermione immediately went back to reading her book, well more like starring at the pages. She really just sat there thinking to herself ^ How am I going to survive this year? I have to share a room with him! There is no way we will be able to get along. He hates me way to much to let that happen. ^
^ This year is going to be impossible. Me and Granger.sharing a room.No Way. As if we could ever get along. ^ Malfoy had many thoughts similar to Hermione's running through his head. He had to admit, She had most definitely changed.for the better. This time the year before he would have never imagined her to have ever even thought about getting a tattoo, and honestly, it kind of turned him on. But the fact that she was a mudblood was enough to make him dismiss his feelings about her in an instant.
Every once and a while Hermione would sneak a look over at Malfoy. As soon as the train had taken off he had fallen into a deep sleep. She could help but think that he looked sort of angelic as he lay there breathing deeply. Each time she glanced at him, a little voice in her head chastised her for being so stupid. ^ There is no way that Malfoy is going to want a. a mudblood like me ^ A few moments later, the witch with the trolley came by and asked if they would like anything. Hermione had not had breakfast so she decided to get a few cauldron cakes, chocolate frogs, and some bags of Bertie Bots Every Flavor Beans. When the witch turned to Malfoy she asked if Hermione would just like her to come back letter, when he had woken up. Hermione then went over to Malfoy and gently shook him. He grabbed her wrist harshly and sat up. Once he noticed who it was he let go and then told the witch that he did not want anything. The witch looked at the freighted look on Hermione's face and slowly backed out of their compartment.
Draco sat silently on the floor in the cold dark dungeon. He did not whimper in pain, he did not cry. That was a sign of weakness to the Malfoy's, and he would not let his father see him weak. Hi e had his hand against his side pressing down to stop the blood. His father had thrown a knife at him earlier and Malfoy didn't turn away fast enough. It grazed his skin slightly, but just enough to make a long slash across his side. Just then he saw Lucius slowly walk over to where his mother lay, bloodied on the hard stone floor.
"This is your fault boy.you did this to her. If you had just listened. Join us, become a DeathEater. If you chose to disobey me, she will suffer." Draco slowly backed away, not wanting to see or hear what he knew his father was about to do. "What is your decision?" Draco did not answer. He knew what his decision was but it would not be the one his father wanted to hear. He also had the strongest urge to tell his father to go fuck himself, but that would only make it worse for his mother. "Fine then. Have it your way. Crucio" his father yelled, wand raised at his mother. His mother started to wriggle with pain, twitching unnaturally on the floor. She let out a small cry, and Draco could not take it any more. He would stop his father no matter the consequences.
"Leave her ALONE!!!!" Draco screamed. He picked up his wand and pointed it at his father. "Avada Kedavra" .
Suddenly, Malfoy was woken form his slumber by someone shaking him. He turned quickly with panic in his eyes and grabbed the person's wrists. He was just about to reach for his wand when he realized that those frightened honey-brown eyes staring back at him where those belonging to Hermione Granger. He quickly released her and discovered the reasoning behind her waking him. The witch with the trolley had arrived and had wanted to know if he wanted anything. He told the witch that he was not hungry and she slowly backed out of their compartment.
Hermione stared at Malfoy intently. ^ What had frightened him so much in his dreams? ^ she wondered. Just then he spoke.
"Uh...I'm sorry about that. You just kind of.err.startled me, that's all. Sorry if I hurt your wrists." Hermione could not believe it. The man.the boy. the guy (what in the hell was he?) that she had known for six years, the one who had tormented her and made her cry.was apologizing. Hermione did not know what to say at first, but finally she spoke.
"It's ok. No.um.real harm done. Um.are you sure you're ok?" Hermione asked. ^ What is up with me..why so I even act like I care? After all that he has done.why am I worried about how he feels? ^
"Yea, I'm fine" Malfoy answered her, in a surprisingly civil tone. Just then Malfoy realized that it was Granger he was talking to and that he was slightly letting her see his emotions. "What's it to you anyway, mudblood?" He saw the hurt look in her eyes and pretended not to notice. He slumped back down in his seat for the rest of the ride to Hogwarts.
Hermione was hurt. ^ He was being nice and everything and then he had to call me that.that name. Why does he hate me so much.I mean, what did I really ever do to him? ^ When she noticed that he had laid down once again Hermione put her headphones on and began to read again to pass the time until they reached Hogwarts.
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The entrance hall was bustling with familiar faces as Hermione warily made her way to where her best friends were standing. Harry and Ron ran up to her and gave her a gigantic hug, almost taking all of the breath she had out of her.
"Harry.Ron," she choked. "Can't.breathe." The quickly let go of her and muttered their apologies. She noticed the both of them doing quick examinations of her new self. She had changed on the train while Malfoy had been asleep and now wore her Hogwarts robes which she had unbuttoned at the front showing her white button up shirt that fit her very nicely and the very short plaid skirt that showed of her long, eloquent legs.
"Wow Hermione, you look great. You've really changed" Harry and Ron spoke at the same time, both with astonished looks on their faces. Yes, she had changed, but so had they. Ron was no longer that gangly freckle faced teenager, he was now a very handsome young man. Ron was one of Gryffindors' beaters, and with all of the Quidditch practice, he had gotten a golden tan and bulked up. Harry had made some improvements too. He had ditched his glasses for some contacts and grown his jet black hair out some, into that shaggy-sexy look. And after many years of having Ron tower over him, Harry had finally caught up to Ron's height. They both stood about six feet tall. After taking in their new looks, Hermione muttered a shy thank-you before being swept into a world of stories about wonderful summers and all of the mischief they had managed to find.or make. As Professor McGonagall hurried them into the great hall, Harry was telling her of the time this summer when Dudley had "gotten hold of" one of Fred and Georges new candies. This one made you turn all kinds of colors until the flavor disappeared from your mouth.and that took about three hours. Just thinking of that four hundred pound elephant of a different color made Hermione start laughing uncontrollably. The whole time they had been talking, Hermione couldn't help but notice where their eyes kept on staring, and it wasn't her face that they kept looking at. They were now seated at their house table. Ginny spotted Hermione and ran up to her and gave her a hug that could have easily been tighter than either Ron or Harry's hug earlier. Then she started to quickly talk about her summer, most of her words running together.
"Ohmygod. You look great! You shouldhave been there. It was somuch fun! Oh and I have to talk toyou later. I have totell you about harryandme. Isn't it great! Oh imissed you so much. Its kinda weird beingthe onlygirl around.but I totally understand withyour parents split.and all.uh sorry" Ginny said as soon as she saw Hermione's face fall into and uncomfortable expression. Hermione was wondering when someone would bring up her parents. She was happy it had taken them this long, but she was still a little unhappy that it was brought up at all. Harry was the first one to break the unnatural silence that had fallen upon the group. He was worried about Hermione and he wanted to know how she was doing.
"Speaking of your parents.how is everythi---"
"Shhhh. the sorting ceremony is about to begin." Hermione stated. Well that is one way of getting out of answering that question. She could see Harry and Ron out of the corner of her eye looking towards her throughout the whole sorting. The results of the sorting produced nine new Gryffindors, one of which was a transfer student from a wizarding school in the U.S. His name was Josh McKillian and he was in his seventh year. It was highly unusual for a student to transfer in one year before they graduate so you could imagine the amount of curiosity he sparked in all of the Gryffindors, especially in Hermione. As he approached the end of the table where Hermione was seated, she noticed his illuminating bright blue eyes. They stood out profoundly against his black hair. (A/N Just for a visual picture, think lead singer for The All-American Rejects)
After the sorting ceremony had ended and Professor McGonagall had proceeded to carry the sorting hat out of the great hall, it was time for Dumbledore to make his start of term announcements. The first thing he said was what he said almost every year. That the forbidden was exactly that: forbidden. Nobody was allowed within its woods. He then proceeded with his other announcements. The whole time, Hermione couldn't help but practically stare at the new student. She was eager to introduce herself and show him a tour of the school. She figured she would have to do this anyways since she was head girl and he was in her house. Hermione took her eyes away from Josh only once Dumbledore made the announcement that she was head girl.
"This years Head Girl will be Hermione Granger." At this both Ron and Harry looked over at Hermione and mouthed the words "why didn't you tell us?" while the rest of the Gryffindor table erupted in cheers. She simply smiled at them both and returned to listening to her headmaster. "Draco Malfoy will be the Head Boy this school year." The Slytherin table was absolutely ecstatic at this remark although most of them already knew he was Head Boy. Hermione politely clapped alongside of the rest of the Great Hall.
"Hermione, do you realize that you are clapping to the fact that you have to share a freakin' room with that great big git? You're clapping for a year with the ferret boy!" Hermione did of course realize this so she stopped clapping.
"This year is going to be pure hell." Hermione said. And it was true; this year would be hell, just not in the way that she thought.
A/N: Ooh cliffhanger well ok maybe not really but still. I'm still new at this and I know that this story sounds like every other predictable Hermione/Draco story out there so I'm not surprised if you go to that little button there for reviews and tell me to stop typing right now...that I suck and I have no future in writing.oh well.so go review.flames are not wanted but hey.its not like I can really stop you.
~Predictably yours, Tygerskiss