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"Hermione, you're looking a bit ill," Ron said as the Trio exited the train.

"I'm fine, just peachy," Herm walked ahead of them across the school grounds.

"Welcome, 7th years," said Professor McGonagall as the 7th years began crowding the doors of the Great Hall, "Please be aware of the new Head Boy and Head Girl, Miss. Granger, and Mr. Malfoy."

Hermione's heart jumped up to her throat. She nearly fainted. But instead, she walked up to McGonagall and shook hands. Malfoy followed.

All of the brand-new acclaimed 7th years poured into the hall. They took their seats at the House tables, all except Hermione and Draco.

"We have made more room for the new Head Boy and Head Girl this year by giving them their own table," McGonagall told Hermione and Malfoy, "Here we are," she pointed a desk nearest towards the wall. It seated two and seemed very crowded.

Hermione sat on the left and Draco sat on the right. Before the feast began, in the middle of Dumbledore's remarks, he turned towards Hermione and said, "Told you I could kiss good," he grinned and turned once again towards Dumbledore.

"Whatever," was all Hermione could choke out. She was preoccupied thinking about how she would have to live with this...thing for the rest of the school year, She positively could not stand the thought, so she gnawed on a piece of chicken that had just appeared on her plate.

The rest of the feast, the two only ate in silence, until Dumbledore said his last respects and the food was cleared was when they spoke again.

"I suppose we'll have to find McGonagall," Hermione told Malfoy in a venom-filled sneer.

"I guess so, Mudblood, " Malfoy teased.

McGonagall appeared next to them, "Follow me to your dormitories," she whisked the two up a staircase and into a beautiful room that reminded Hermione of one of those superstar hotels.

"Hope you make yourselves comfortable," the professor left the Common room and left Draco alone with Hermione.

"I cannot believe that I am stuck with you for a year," Hermione said, despite the way she felt for him. She could not resist his charming smile, his hot body and his good looks.

"You know you like me," Draco smiled as if he knew it all.

"Well, you caught me, yes, Draco, I like you, no wait, I love you!" Hermione shouted through the Common Room.

"Well, in that case," Draco stepped forward and kissed Hermione with suck intended force, she fell onto on of the nearest couch.

"I don't really love you," Hermione said in his ear while he was kissing her neck. He pulled back and seemed embarrassed.

"You really are a filthy Mudblood slut aren't you?!" Draco stood and stomped into his room. "This ought to be fun" Hermione sat up and looked at the fire.

Hermione decided to explore a little bit. She explored the Common Room first, everything had the mixtures of all house colors on there. There were two sofas and one love seat surrounding the fireplace. At the right side of the magnificent room there was a table with a red color and gold lace trimmings. Two wooden chairs were seated on either side. It was as if this table were for studying. Hermione decided that this was enough of the Common Room, she wanted to go and see the Heads' Bathrooms.

As she entered the room, she gasped. It was more than what she dreamt of. The tiles were gray and silver, and so were the walls. There was a giant sink, if not water fountain, in the middle of the huge room. There was a bathtub and a row of blue stalls.

Hermione decided to ease off a bit. She went back to her dorm and gathered some clothes. She reentered the bathroom and took off all material clothing. She slipped on a bathrobe so she could go get some of her hair-care supplies. She came back and filled up the tub with bubbly water. She shredded of her bathrobe and melted into the huge basin of water.

After a few minutes, she heard the door crack open. She slid down in the water so she could not be seen clearly.

-Draco's POV-

"Damn, that Hermione girl has got me all screwed up. I mean, I DO NOT want to follow in father's footsteps" Draco said while looking into one of the mirrors, "I hate my father, but not the Mudbloods, everyone has got me all wrong." Malfoy left the bathroom, and went into his bedroom.

"GOD," he shouted as loud as he could, "I DON'T CARE IF GRANGER HEARS ME!"

He decided to go find the filthy brat and tell her off. He explored the dorms and the Common Room. "So she must be in here," he said pushing open the bathroom door.

"Excuse me," Granger stood at the sink, combing her hair.

"Well Jesus, I thought this was BOTH of the Heads' bathrooms," Malfoy poofed out his chest.

"Oh, well, too bad, if you like hanging around filthy sluts, then go ahead and stay," Hermione turned towards him and placed both hands on her hips defiantly.

'God, Granger, why do this to me? I'm having enough trouble with my father. I can't join the stupid death eaters!'

"Hellooo, I was talking to you," Hermione waved an irritated hand in front of his face.

"Shut up," Malfoy spat at her, sitting on the edge of the sink." 'But you know you want to,' another voice inside Draco's head told him, 'Join with your father, make him proud. Or else he'll kill you like he did your mother.'

"MALFOY!" Hermione screamed into his ear.

"What the hell do you want now, Mudblood?!" Draco stomped out of the bathroom.

"Fine then, it's getting childish, that name, you now, GROW UP MALFOY!" Hermione shouted after him.

Draco finally realized what this all meant. 'The kiss, her saying she didn't love me. It's all a stupid game. She means to confuse me. I know she likes me, somewhere deep inside, when I kissed her, I left a mark, and that mark isn't erasing any time soon.'

Malfoy finally got into his 4-poster. He didn't fall asleep for a while, but then, he was out like a light.

-Hermione's POV-

'Now, I know he doesn't like me. He called me Mudblood. His father also, they must be in on this whole death eater thing together.' Hermione lay awake in her bed, thinking. 'That's it, I'll play him like a game.' A little bit after that thought, she feel into an easy sleep.

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Next Morning

-Ginny's POV-

The next morning Ginny woke up from a horrid dream. She dreamt that Harry ran off with Hermione. "Harry would never," Ginny said aloud.

After that, she got up and got dressed. Ginny thumped down the stairs leading to the Griffindor Common Room. "Harry!" Ginny ran over and seized him in a tight hug.

"Hello, Gin, how are you this morning?" Harry kissed her cheek and began to walk her down to breakfast.

"Fine, Harry," Ginny thought about telling Harry her dream. She decided to. "Harry, you know how you and Hermione are really good friends?"

"Yes, but lately I haven't seen very much of her," Harry thought for a moment, "I used to think she kind of liked me, but Ron has this crazy idea that she likes him."

"Indeed. Harry, I had this dream, I dreamt that you and Hermione were a bit more than friends behind my back," Ginny sat down at the Griffindor table next to Harry and Ron.

"Never," Harry looked square into her eyes and told her, "I would never consider Hermione more than a friend," Harry laughed for a moment, "Ron might though."

Ron spat out his juice back into his goblet, "Shut up, Harry!"

Ginny decided she was safe with Harry's decision, and hoped that Hermione had more of an interest in Ron than she ever did Harry.

-Hermione's POV-

"Well, this morning I'm going to sit with my friends," Hermione said as Malfoy was brushing his teeth in the bathroom.

"Do I look like I care, Mudblood?" Malfoy spat and washed it down the drain.

"More than you used to," Hermione smiled, Malfoy just stomped out.

She made her way down to the Great Hall when she spotted Lavender talking with a group of girls surrounding her. "You know, that Hermione girl and Draco are probably hitting it off, them being in the dame dorms all of the time, feelings have to be made sometime," Lavender giggled and a girl next to her whispered into her ear and pointed to Hermione.

"Yes, I'm listening. No, I have no feelings for Draco Malfoy whatsoever, and I will never ever have any feelings for him," Hermione left a mental note to herself. 'Keep it up, convince yourself you do not like him.'

As soon as she got to the table, there was only one seat left, next to Ron. She took it and turned towards Ginny. "Gin, I'm so sorry for everything," Hermione began, "I thought I had feelings for Harry, but turns out I really didn't."

Ginny smiled and whispered something in Harry's ear. Harry grinned. "Oh, Hermione, you know we will never have feeling s for each other. We're best friends, that doesn't happen to best friends."

"Well, you'd never know,' Ron piped in.

"That's right, Harry, you'd never know," Hermione smiled at him and winked at Ginny. She gave an eye point towards Ron and smiled even more.

"See you in Herbology!" Hermione got up and gathered her books. She headed off to Professor Sprout's greenhouse.

"Hermione!" Hermione turned around to see who was calling her.

"It's me, Ron," Ron ran up to her and gained her pace and began walking with her.

"Hello, Ron, how are you?" Hermione tried to keep and on-going conversation.

"Fine. Hermione, I need to talk to you, and it's super serious," Ron pulled her aside and sat on one of the benches, "Are you dong anything...I mean, with Malfoy?"

"Of course not, Ron, I don't like him, no matter what you hear," Hermione thought, 'What I really want to tell you is the truth, but this truth hurts.'

"Really, well, that's a relief!" Ron stood and headed off to Herbology with Hermione.

"You know, Ron," Hermione began as they took their seats in the 'classroom' , "I think I may really like this one guy, but I'm not sure if he likes me back,"

"Hermione, Ron, 5 pts. from Griffindor, please pay attention," Sprout went back explaining the difference between wormwood and bane.

"Well, in that case, what if he did like you back, would you make the first move to show that you like him? Because he may not know," Ron smiled that adoring smile again that made her weak in the knees, good thing she was sitting down.

"Fair enough," Hermione went back listening to Prof. Sprout, though she couldn't pay full attention.

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E.N.- Is this fair enough, I'm sorry. I'm worried about this other thing...I want it to change into a Hermione hating Draco ad Hermione loving Ron FanFic...so keep reviewing!

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