No Way

Chapter 2 Summary : Hermione, Harry, Ron, Draco, Ginny, and the rest of the students arrive at Hogwarts. Hermione and Draco are both prefects. SHOCKER OF THIS CHAPTER : I showed Pansy's P.O.V! That is going to be very rare in this story. I just thought what she thought was kind of funny.

A/N: This story will be Hermione/? for a few chapters but this story will, I repeat will turn into a Harry/Hermione fic! There is a 95% chance that this story will become a sequel and a 25% chance this may become a trilogy! READ AND REVIEW! this is a boring chappie by the way!

Disclaimer : I don't own ANYTHING except Robbie Falkin and the plot!

Chapter 2 : Lust

(Hermione)

I was Head Girl.

*Flashback*

Dear Miss Hermione Granger,

The staff at Hogwarts would like to congratulate you on making Head Girl! Your abode will consist of : a common room that you will share with Head Boy, a bathroom; also to be shared with Head Boy, your own bedroom, and your own library.

Below, is a list of your duties for you this year.

•working with prefects

•deciding on the events taking place; prefects will help with details

•you may take points and give points (please, be fair)

•since you are ahead in your studies, you may be asked to patrol halls and run errands for the teachers

Congratulations again!

Headmaster Albus Dumbledore

*End Flashback*

I sighed with happiness. I had been made Head Girl. But they forgot to include one small detail. Head Boy?

(Draco)

I was Head Boy. I received my letter 2 weeks before school started.

*Flashback*

I read the letter and let a small smile spread across my face. I hastily refolded the letter and threw it on my desk. I ran down the stairs to tell Lucius, that thing called my father. If I told him this, maybe he wouldn't be so mean to me.

"Father." I greeted as I walked into his lavish study.

"What do you want?" He spat at me. I winced at the malice in his voice. Why was he so cruel? Oh that's right … he followed that stupid git named Voldemort. Of course! Now I remember!

"I received Head Boy!" I told him with a cheerful grin on my face.

"Well I should hope so Draco! I don't want to hear any more of your happiness. Go upstairs and pack. Now!" Lucius' voice rumbled with rage. Gees, you tell him that he won 500 galleons and he'd yell 'get out!'

My face fell, I slumped my shoulders and walked out of his study.

*End Flashback*

Whatever, just another year at Hogwarts and I'd be on my own. It's about time. Then I remembered, who was Head Girl?

(Harry)

"Hey mates, guess what?" Hermione squealed excitedly when Ginny, Ron, Hermione, and I were all seated in the cabin of the Hogwarts Express.

"What?" Ginny asked, leaning in, expecting gossip.

"I got Head Girl!" She yelled. She closed her eyes, balled her hands into fists, leaned her head back, and laughed joyously.

Ron gave her a hug and kissed her on the neck, then whispered in her ear 'congrats baby'.

"Really? Who's the Head Boy?" Ginny asked, a small smile playing on her lips.

"That's a good question. I have no clue. Maybe I should go ask McGonagall." She answered. As she said this, there was a knock on the door.

"Hermione Granger, Professor McGonagall would like to see you in the front compartment." A girls voice sounded. Hermione smiled.

"Must be Head Girl business. I'll see you guys back at school!" She squealed in delight. She was going to leave when Ron caught her by the hand, turned her around and gave her a long kiss. Hermione seemed a bit … squirmish.

"Um, bye." She whispered and fled.

(Draco)

Someone came and told me that I was needed in the front compartment by Professor McGonagall.

I walked swiftly towards the cabin. I was just about to open the door when someone ran into me.

"Um uh … you okay?" I bent down to see. I know, I know, totally unlike me, but she was pretty.

"I'm just … fine." She looked up at me and she finished her sentence slowly and carefully.

"Granger?" I asked. That was stupid to ask because I knew it was her.

"Ferret?" She asked. I almost laughed at that. Keyword:almost.

"Do you mind?" I asked and motioned towards the door.

"Yes, I do mind, thank you for asking though. Do you mind?" She asked and motion to the door as I had.

"Wait, oh … you're Head Girl, aren't you?" I asked her.

"Are you sure that you're Head Boy, because if I just heard you asking me that, then I'm sure they were mistaken." She said wittily.

"Haha, very funny. Come on before McGonagall throws a fit." I told her. She amazingly did so.

(Hermione)

Wow. Draco Malfoy. Head Boy. What a shocker. His father probably paid the school to let him be Head Boy. I mean, his grades can't be that good, what with him being a ferret all the time. I guess we'll find out soon enough.

"It's about time. Now, as I'm sure you two have figured out, you are Head Boy and Girl." She stated. No, you have got to be kidding me. Am I really Head Girl? That woman has gone crackers I tell you, crackers!

We both nodded.

"Now, in the letters you received, you know that you two will be sharing your quarters. Not rooms, just bathroom and common room. Will that work out?" She looked between the two of us. Malfoy looked at me and wiggled his eyebrows in a … 'suggestive' way.

"Yes." We both muttered. Was this really going to work?

She dismissed us after running everything by us for the second time. But the weird thing was, right before we left, she told us that we had to sit with each other for the rest of the train ride and 'get to know' each other better.

We both walked to an empty compartment in silence, due to the fact that we loathed each other.

(Draco)

We both sat heavily on the seats and looked out the window.

"Alright, let's just get this over with for the sake of being Head Girl and Boy. What do you want to know?" I finally broke the ice.

"I don't want to know anything. I know everything there is to know. You're a stuck up, snobby, arrogant, egotistical, hostile, pureblood, Death Eater bastard. What else do I need to know?" She retorted. I winced at the words 'Death Eater'.

"You need to know that I am not, never have been, never will be a Death Eater. Do not ever call me that again or you will regret it." I warned her. I was seething by now.

"Yeah right, prove it. You're just like your father." She snapped at me.

I rolled my sleeve up then spat back at her.

"I am nothing like my father. I hate being compared to him." The train pulled to a stop as I finished my sentence.

"Whatever." She muttered and stormed out of the cabin.

(Ginny)

Hermione seemed frustrated and confused when she arrived at Hogwarts.

She couldn't concentrate at all. Very Un-Hermione. When Ron tried to kiss Hermione, she pushed him away and then moved. I didn't think this all had to do with the thing that was bothering her. She was so distant. Until dinner that is.

"Welcome! Welcome! I would like to start the school year off with a few reminders. The Dark Forest is strictly forbidden to all students. Also, there is to be no magic in the halls. Now, I would like to present to you, the Head Boy and Girl for this year. Our Head Boy is Draco Malfoy of Slytherin and Head Girl is Hermione Granger of Gryffindor." He nodded to both of them and then told us to 'enjoy the feast.'

I could feel someone staring towards me or someone around me so my eyes searched the Great Hall, until I saw a pair of metallic gray eyes staring towards Hermione.

Draco Malfoy: The Hottest Guy at Hogwarts.

(Ron)

I followed to where Ginny was staring. Why was he staring at my girlfriend? If he was even planning anything … oh … he was in for it!

Hermione was not with it today. She was very ... distant. I didn't know what was bothering her, but I figured I would ask her tonight in the common room.

(Draco)

Okay, I couldn't help it. She did look really good and I hated to admit it, but I wanted her. I wanted her really bad.

I didn't exactly like her personality but I loved the way she looked. So yes, I wanted her. Wanted her more than anything. I saw the way Potter was looking at her (again) and the way she was looking at Weasley. It seemed like she didn't like him anymore. I'd have to get to her before Potter did.

(Pansy)

What was he doing looking at the know it all mudblood? It's not like there was anything special about her. I didn't know how she got all of his attention on the first day of school after seven years of never noticing her before. But no, it's been seven years to this day and he still cannot admit his love for me. I know he loves me, I mean, who can resist Pansy Fredericka Parkinson?

(Draco)

I ripped my gaze away from Granger and looked at Pansy. What in bloody hell. She had this weird look on her face. Her mouth was at a slant, making it look like she was trying to smile but had a twitch on her lips. One eye was crossed and the other was staring at me. Then I looked at her outfit. Uncoordinated if I do say so myself. She was wearing an orange and black top, with a green and blue skirt. She just looked … illogical. How could anyone like Pansy Fredericka Parkinson? Honestly, who names their daughter Pansy Fredericka?

(Ginny)

Okay, I laughed out loud at the way Parkinson looked. She just looked disheveled. I mean, did she pull her skirt on in the dark, get incredibly drunk, and then put her top on? What in bloody hell was with the getup? I mean, if she wanted to make a fashion statement, all she would have to do was wear a leash, then she would've completed her whole outfit. A pug. Haha!

I looked to Harry who was looking longingly across the table at Hermione. Then my eyes focused in on Robbie Falkin. He was also a Gryffindor, and a good looking one at that. He was in 6TH year too. He was a chaser on the Gryffindor Quidditch team. He was so cute. He had curly brown/blonde hair, hazel eyes, and the best grin. He was adorable.

Then I heard someone saying my name and I tore my eyes from 'Mr. Hottie' and looked at Hermione.

"You like him, don't you?" She nudged me and grinned. My eyes widened, then I smiled at her and nodded sheepishly.

"So … ask him out!" She suggested. My mouth dropped open then curved into a smile.

"I couldn't do that. I would be humiliated. He'd say no faster than white on rice!" I reminded her.

"Oh yeah right. He'd say yes in a heartbeat! Just do it!" She told me.

"No, and don't ask me to anymore because I refuse." I told her. I would never, ever ask Robbie Falkin out. Or so I thought.