A/N: This is my *first* fanfic ever!! Please read and review!!! By the way.
~is draco's thoughts and *are hermiones thoughts.
Summary: Hermione goes back to Hogwarts as Head Girl. She wants to desperately find the one that was meant for her this year, but when she finds out who head boy is, she thinks everything will go wrong. Draco Malfoy is Head Boy. His father wants him to become what he is (read and you'll find out, but you should already know.), but Draco has something else in mind. When he disobeys his father and runs off for school, he puts not only his life in danger, but the life of three others; Hermione, her mother, and her father. What happens when they fall in love, and Lucius finds out? Dun dun dun . . .
Hermione Granger sat staring in front of her mirror, holding a hairbrush in her hand. *Oh what's the use? I'm just going to end up making it bushier than normal.* She glanced over at her alarm clock, for what felt like the hundredth time in the past 15 minutes. *Oh come on! I can't wait any longer* she sighed. *I'll just tell mum to leave now. Oooh I can't wait to see everyone!*
It was going to be Hermione's best year at school yet. She was going into her seventh year of Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry, she was head girl, and she just had a feeling, a very very strong feeling that this would the year she found her special person. The person that was meant for her.
"Mum!" she called down the stairs. "Can we leave early! Hurry up!"
"Sweetie, what's the rush?" Mrs. Granger called back.
"I can't wait to see everyone! You know that. Plus, I'm Head Girl and I want to see who Head Boy is! Ooh I'm so excited! Let's go!"
"Alright, I'm coming! Say goodbye to your father, he wont be coming with us, he's feeling a but ill." She grabbed her trunk, said a quick goodbye to her father and hurried out the door to wait or her mother in the car.
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"Harry! Ron!" Hermione yelled, as she saw two heads appear on Platform 9 ¾. One was Bright Red, the other jet black and extremely untidy. You didn't need to think twice about whom they belonged to.
"Hermione!" they both shouted. She ran up to them and hugged them rather tightly.
"Hermione. I-cant-breathe!" Ron struggled to say.
"Oh sorry! I'm just so happy to see you guys! Sorry I couldn't come to Diagon Alley that day, I was in Rome. It's so beautiful there."
"It's alright. So. shall we get a compartment then? You can tell us all about our summer." Harry said.
"Okay. But you guys need to tell me how your summer has been first."
"Deal."
The Hogwarts Express slowly started to move, and inside Harry was explaining all about how his aunt Marge visited again. The three of them couldn't help but laugh.
"-so then, after she tripped over the bottom stair. she fell into aunt petunias garden! And she squished all the flowers that she had *just* planted! Petunia looked absolutely furious... No, really you should have seen her face!" Ron and Hermione burst out laughing, as Harry did an expression of his Aunt Petunia's face. Hermione suddenly realized something.
"Oh no! Harry, Ron- I have to go! Head girl and Boy are supposed to meet up in the Heads compartment and meet with the prefects! I've really got to go, I'll see you!"
"Hermione wait", said Harry. "Do you know who Head Boy is?"
"No, my letter didn't say, but once I find out I'll tell you. Bye!"
Hermione walked down to nearly the end of the train until she reached a compartment that read "HEADS" on it. She opened the door and-
"Malfoy?!"
Draco Malfoy turned his head from the window to face her. "Well, well, if it isn't Granger." He said coolly.
"Wh-what are you doing here?"
"Same as you, Granger."
"But-but you can't be."
"Head boy? You know, you're the only smart person in this school. Well, are you going to stare at me all day, or are you going to sit down?"
Hermione realized she had been staring at him from astonishment. She walked over carefully, and sat down across from Malfoy.
"You're late." He sneered at her.
"Er. well I was just. I was busy doing other things if u must know." She said nervously.
"Oooh, Precious potter? Wonderful Weasley?"
"shut up Malfoy."
"Make me."
Hermione made for her wand, but decided not to. If their going to be living together for the whole year, they might as well try to get along. She took a deep breath.
"Well. I suppose we should meet up with the prefects then?" she asked.
"Done." He said quickly.
"What?"
"While you were chatting away. I talked to them."
"Oh. well then can I- er- go then?"
"We're supposed to walk around a few times to make sure everything's fine, but Dumbledore said we needed to stay together in this compartment with each other and we have our own carriage when we get off- Don't you look at me like that! It's not like I wanted this. Don't you go thinking I *want* to spend my time with you mudblood. I have much better things to do."
"Like what? Meeting up with pug-faced Pansy and letting her just *fawn* over you like you're some kind of-of. god?!*whatever* I'll be back, I'm going to *check up* on things." And she walked out of the compartment, slamming the door, and Malfoy staring after her.
~*Well, who else was I expecting? I mean, of course Granger is Head girl. All she does is sit in the library all day. Stupid Mudblood. I can't believe I have to live with her. She better not touch any of my things.*~ just then, somebody knocked on the compartment door. "What do you want?" the last thing he wanted right now was to talk to the walking gorillas right now, Crabbe and Goyle.
"Would you like anything off the trolley?" said a plump little witch.
"Er. no." Draco said, a little embarrassed. She closed the compartment door and walked on. ~ God, how am I supposed to think with people barging in on me ever *damn* second?!~
*Great, so now I have to be stuck with Malfoy all year! This was supposed to the greatest year!* she walked back to her compartment to tell Harry and Ron about the Malfoy situation.
She opened the door and was practically thrown off her feet by a long haired redhead throwing her arms around Hermione's neck. "Hermione! Oh I've missed you so much! How have you been? How was Rome? Oh Ron told me you went! Its must have been great!"
"Oh. hey Ginny! Im great! How are you? I've missed you so much too! Oh Rome was great! You should have been there I went everywhere!"
"Really? Well, I heard you're Head Girl. Who's Head Boy?"
"Yeah, Hermione did u find out yet?" Ron interrupted.
"Well. yes." She replied.
"So. who is it?" asked Harry.
"Malfoy."
"*What*?!" all three yelled.
"I know, I know, but hey, I'll live. I can ignore him."
"Hermione, if he gives you any trouble at all just tell one of us", Ron said.
"Thanks, I will. How *he* managed to become Head Boy I'll never know."
"I bet all my chocolate frog cards that his father has something to do with it." said Ron.
"Yeah, probably. Look you guys, I'm supposed to be in the compartment with Malfoy, but I'll try and check back."
"Alright Hermione, but remember what Ron said, any trouble, tell us. You should take Crookshanks with you for company." Ginny said.
"Good idea Gin, I'll see you guys later."
"Bye!" they all said in unison.
Hermione made her way back to the Heads compartment, Crookshanks purring loudly in her arms, *Right, so I'll just try and make as little conversation as possible, and then ignore him for the rest of the year.*
"Well, at least I have you to keep me company." She said to Crookshanks, who stared up at her with big, yellow eyes. She reached the door, walked in and sat down across from Draco.
"What is *that* Granger?" he asked, staring pointedly at Crookshanks.
"His name is Crookshanks, and he's my cat."
"-if you can call that ball of fluff a cat."
"Shut it Malfoy. I think he's beautiful."
Draco stifled a laugh, and went to staring out the window. Hermione scratched Crookshanks' head. *I wonder what he's thinking. Probably ways to ruin my year.*
"What are you staring at, Granger?" Draco asked.
"Nothing. I just-look, Malfoy, can we at least get through the year without hexing each other into the next century?" Hermione said, her face a light shade of pink. She hadn't realized she was staring.
"Well-I guess I could I could *try*, but it wont be easy."
"Fine."
"Fine."
Draco went back to staring out his window, and Hermione sat scratching Crookshanks head.
They arrived at Hogsmeade station around sunset, and Hermione and Draco walked over to their carriage in silence. Draco stepped up opened the door and said, "Well, mudbloods first."
Hermione gave her a look of deepest loathing before stepping into the carriage.
The flight passed without conversation. * God, the sunset is so beautiful. I just wish I had someone *better* to share it with* She stole a glance at Draco, who surprisingly had been staring at her. They turned away quickly, Draco particularly embarrassed. *~Why was he looking at me?~*
~Granger actually looks pretty decent, when in the right light. Which, of course, is almost no light at all.~ Draco was staring at Hermione. ~What is she thinking about? Probably Potter or the Weasel. I don't get how she can stand to be around them all the time. Oh great, she caught me looking at her. Just what I needed.~
Summary: Hermione goes back to Hogwarts as Head Girl. She wants to desperately find the one that was meant for her this year, but when she finds out who head boy is, she thinks everything will go wrong. Draco Malfoy is Head Boy. His father wants him to become what he is (read and you'll find out, but you should already know.), but Draco has something else in mind. When he disobeys his father and runs off for school, he puts not only his life in danger, but the life of three others; Hermione, her mother, and her father. What happens when they fall in love, and Lucius finds out? Dun dun dun . . .
Hermione Granger sat staring in front of her mirror, holding a hairbrush in her hand. *Oh what's the use? I'm just going to end up making it bushier than normal.* She glanced over at her alarm clock, for what felt like the hundredth time in the past 15 minutes. *Oh come on! I can't wait any longer* she sighed. *I'll just tell mum to leave now. Oooh I can't wait to see everyone!*
It was going to be Hermione's best year at school yet. She was going into her seventh year of Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry, she was head girl, and she just had a feeling, a very very strong feeling that this would the year she found her special person. The person that was meant for her.
"Mum!" she called down the stairs. "Can we leave early! Hurry up!"
"Sweetie, what's the rush?" Mrs. Granger called back.
"I can't wait to see everyone! You know that. Plus, I'm Head Girl and I want to see who Head Boy is! Ooh I'm so excited! Let's go!"
"Alright, I'm coming! Say goodbye to your father, he wont be coming with us, he's feeling a but ill." She grabbed her trunk, said a quick goodbye to her father and hurried out the door to wait or her mother in the car.
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"Harry! Ron!" Hermione yelled, as she saw two heads appear on Platform 9 ¾. One was Bright Red, the other jet black and extremely untidy. You didn't need to think twice about whom they belonged to.
"Hermione!" they both shouted. She ran up to them and hugged them rather tightly.
"Hermione. I-cant-breathe!" Ron struggled to say.
"Oh sorry! I'm just so happy to see you guys! Sorry I couldn't come to Diagon Alley that day, I was in Rome. It's so beautiful there."
"It's alright. So. shall we get a compartment then? You can tell us all about our summer." Harry said.
"Okay. But you guys need to tell me how your summer has been first."
"Deal."
The Hogwarts Express slowly started to move, and inside Harry was explaining all about how his aunt Marge visited again. The three of them couldn't help but laugh.
"-so then, after she tripped over the bottom stair. she fell into aunt petunias garden! And she squished all the flowers that she had *just* planted! Petunia looked absolutely furious... No, really you should have seen her face!" Ron and Hermione burst out laughing, as Harry did an expression of his Aunt Petunia's face. Hermione suddenly realized something.
"Oh no! Harry, Ron- I have to go! Head girl and Boy are supposed to meet up in the Heads compartment and meet with the prefects! I've really got to go, I'll see you!"
"Hermione wait", said Harry. "Do you know who Head Boy is?"
"No, my letter didn't say, but once I find out I'll tell you. Bye!"
Hermione walked down to nearly the end of the train until she reached a compartment that read "HEADS" on it. She opened the door and-
"Malfoy?!"
Draco Malfoy turned his head from the window to face her. "Well, well, if it isn't Granger." He said coolly.
"Wh-what are you doing here?"
"Same as you, Granger."
"But-but you can't be."
"Head boy? You know, you're the only smart person in this school. Well, are you going to stare at me all day, or are you going to sit down?"
Hermione realized she had been staring at him from astonishment. She walked over carefully, and sat down across from Malfoy.
"You're late." He sneered at her.
"Er. well I was just. I was busy doing other things if u must know." She said nervously.
"Oooh, Precious potter? Wonderful Weasley?"
"shut up Malfoy."
"Make me."
Hermione made for her wand, but decided not to. If their going to be living together for the whole year, they might as well try to get along. She took a deep breath.
"Well. I suppose we should meet up with the prefects then?" she asked.
"Done." He said quickly.
"What?"
"While you were chatting away. I talked to them."
"Oh. well then can I- er- go then?"
"We're supposed to walk around a few times to make sure everything's fine, but Dumbledore said we needed to stay together in this compartment with each other and we have our own carriage when we get off- Don't you look at me like that! It's not like I wanted this. Don't you go thinking I *want* to spend my time with you mudblood. I have much better things to do."
"Like what? Meeting up with pug-faced Pansy and letting her just *fawn* over you like you're some kind of-of. god?!*whatever* I'll be back, I'm going to *check up* on things." And she walked out of the compartment, slamming the door, and Malfoy staring after her.
~*Well, who else was I expecting? I mean, of course Granger is Head girl. All she does is sit in the library all day. Stupid Mudblood. I can't believe I have to live with her. She better not touch any of my things.*~ just then, somebody knocked on the compartment door. "What do you want?" the last thing he wanted right now was to talk to the walking gorillas right now, Crabbe and Goyle.
"Would you like anything off the trolley?" said a plump little witch.
"Er. no." Draco said, a little embarrassed. She closed the compartment door and walked on. ~ God, how am I supposed to think with people barging in on me ever *damn* second?!~
*Great, so now I have to be stuck with Malfoy all year! This was supposed to the greatest year!* she walked back to her compartment to tell Harry and Ron about the Malfoy situation.
She opened the door and was practically thrown off her feet by a long haired redhead throwing her arms around Hermione's neck. "Hermione! Oh I've missed you so much! How have you been? How was Rome? Oh Ron told me you went! Its must have been great!"
"Oh. hey Ginny! Im great! How are you? I've missed you so much too! Oh Rome was great! You should have been there I went everywhere!"
"Really? Well, I heard you're Head Girl. Who's Head Boy?"
"Yeah, Hermione did u find out yet?" Ron interrupted.
"Well. yes." She replied.
"So. who is it?" asked Harry.
"Malfoy."
"*What*?!" all three yelled.
"I know, I know, but hey, I'll live. I can ignore him."
"Hermione, if he gives you any trouble at all just tell one of us", Ron said.
"Thanks, I will. How *he* managed to become Head Boy I'll never know."
"I bet all my chocolate frog cards that his father has something to do with it." said Ron.
"Yeah, probably. Look you guys, I'm supposed to be in the compartment with Malfoy, but I'll try and check back."
"Alright Hermione, but remember what Ron said, any trouble, tell us. You should take Crookshanks with you for company." Ginny said.
"Good idea Gin, I'll see you guys later."
"Bye!" they all said in unison.
Hermione made her way back to the Heads compartment, Crookshanks purring loudly in her arms, *Right, so I'll just try and make as little conversation as possible, and then ignore him for the rest of the year.*
"Well, at least I have you to keep me company." She said to Crookshanks, who stared up at her with big, yellow eyes. She reached the door, walked in and sat down across from Draco.
"What is *that* Granger?" he asked, staring pointedly at Crookshanks.
"His name is Crookshanks, and he's my cat."
"-if you can call that ball of fluff a cat."
"Shut it Malfoy. I think he's beautiful."
Draco stifled a laugh, and went to staring out the window. Hermione scratched Crookshanks' head. *I wonder what he's thinking. Probably ways to ruin my year.*
"What are you staring at, Granger?" Draco asked.
"Nothing. I just-look, Malfoy, can we at least get through the year without hexing each other into the next century?" Hermione said, her face a light shade of pink. She hadn't realized she was staring.
"Well-I guess I could I could *try*, but it wont be easy."
"Fine."
"Fine."
Draco went back to staring out his window, and Hermione sat scratching Crookshanks head.
They arrived at Hogsmeade station around sunset, and Hermione and Draco walked over to their carriage in silence. Draco stepped up opened the door and said, "Well, mudbloods first."
Hermione gave her a look of deepest loathing before stepping into the carriage.
The flight passed without conversation. * God, the sunset is so beautiful. I just wish I had someone *better* to share it with* She stole a glance at Draco, who surprisingly had been staring at her. They turned away quickly, Draco particularly embarrassed. *~Why was he looking at me?~*
~Granger actually looks pretty decent, when in the right light. Which, of course, is almost no light at all.~ Draco was staring at Hermione. ~What is she thinking about? Probably Potter or the Weasel. I don't get how she can stand to be around them all the time. Oh great, she caught me looking at her. Just what I needed.~