The Worst Way to Miss Someone
"The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them."
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except Jordan and this plot. JK Rowling owns the rest.
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A/N Hey, thanks again for reading and reviewing! Remember their thoughts are '___'! This chapter is the train ride and start of term feast, so enjoy!
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Chapter Four: The Head Boy
"Hermione, stop spacing out! We have to go," Ginny said quickly. Hermione shook her head and fell out of the dream world she had been living in.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," Hermione said and picked up her trunk. It was the day that the girls would go back to Hogwarts and Hermione kept thinking about what would happen that year. Who would be Head Boy? What would it be like to be Head Girl? And would all of the planning and makeup and clothes that Ginny had insisted Hermione buy actually work?
"And there you go again," Ginny said in an exasperated voice. "Come on, once we get in the taxi you can day dream all you want."
"I'm sorry Ginny, I just keep thinking about being Head Girl and everything," Hermione said and the two girls went downstairs, trunks in hand.
"Girls, time to go," Mrs. Weasley said smiling. "You don't want to be late for the train. After all, we don't have a flying car that you can take to Hogwarts anymore."
They all laughed. Yes, Mrs. Weasley had been upset when Ron and Harry first stole the car, but now it was just a fun memory, which was often used to chide someone for being late.
Just then Ron and Harry walked down the stairs. They glanced around the kitchen and then took their trunks out to the sidewalk, near the curb.
Hermione and Ginny looked at each other and doubled up in silent giggles. The guys had an 'I'm better than you are because I'm a guy and I'm strong' look to them, which really didn't suit Harry or Ron at all.
"Well, shall we?" Hermione said.
"Yeah, let's go," Ginny replied.
They picked up their stuff and went out to where the taxi was waiting.
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When they reached King's Cross Station, Hermione said goodbye to Ginny, Mrs. Weasley, and the guys and went to go find Professor McGonagall and find out where she was to sit. Hermione walked down the side of the train and glanced around every once and a while, seeing people she knew and some she didn't. Then in the distance she saw the unmistakable outline of Draco Malfoy.
'Okay, just avoid him, I don't want to deal with HIM right now,' she thought. She kept on walking, searching for McGonagall.
As she drew nearer to Malfoy, she spotted Professor McGonagall talking to him. 'Ha!' she thought, 'He's already gotten in trouble for something and the term hasn't even started yet!'
"Oh there you are, Miss Granger," Professor McGonagall called to her. "We've been waiting for you."
"We?" Hermione asked, confused. Surely she didn't mean....
"Yes, Mr. Malfoy and myself. We must talk to you both about the responsibility required to be the Heads," Professor McGonagall said.
'Draco Malfoy, Head Boy?' Hermione thought. 'Draco Malfoy, HEAD BOY?'
"Come into here, please," Professor McGonagall said, leading them into a comfortably furnished train compartment. There was a wooden plaque on the wall reading 'Head Boy and Head Girl'.
"Now," McGonagall said, "you two have been chosen as our Head Girl and Boy."
'Finally,' Hermione thought, 'Finally you say Head Girl before Head Boy.'
"You two will be representing our school in every aspect, so we expect you to be courteous, kind, respectful, and diligent in all that you do," Professor McGonagall said.
This led into a long speech detailing all of their responsibilities and duties, which were many. Hermione listen attentively and thought about how much effort it would take to do all of it. Prefect duty was nothing compared to this. It was going to be an interesting year.
Professor McGonagall finally left them to 'get to know each other' on the train ride. Hermione glanced at Malfoy who was staring stoically back. Hermione sat down in a red and gold overstuffed chair. She pulled her legs up underneath her, getting comfortable for what would certainly be a very long ride.
"So, Mudblood, how did YOU get to be Head Girl?" said Malfoy with contempt.
"How did you do it? Daddy blackmailed the Minister of Magic into insisting Dumbledore put you in?" Hermione shot back viciously.
"No, I was appointed by my sheer brains," Malfoy said.
"They couldn't find anyone with a higher IQ? What, were all of the horseflies busy this year?" Hermione said.
"They must have been if they had to get YOU for Head Girl," Malfoy said with an evil grin.
'Hmm,' Hermione thought, 'Maybe he will be a worthy opponent. At least he knows how to fight with grace.'
"Ouch," Hermione said. "Finding loopholes are we? Come on, you can do better than that."
"Oh, I know that I can, but I highly doubt that YOU can, and so I wanted make the fighting fair by sinking to your level," Malfoy said.
"Whatever," Hermione said and stared determinedly out the window.
"Backing off so quickly?" Malfoy said. "I was starting to have fun."
"Yeah, so was I," Hermione said. "And then I thought of everything that I would much rather be doing that actually talking to YOU. I mean, conversing with a self-possessed, conceited jerk is NOT my idea of an ideal way of spending time."
She had hurt him there. She could see it in his eyes. But he refused to skip a beat.
"Yeah, well, talking to a Mudblood isn't MY idea of fun either," Malfoy retorted.
"Then don't," Hermione almost shouted and turned back to the window. Malfoy did the same.
The train ride continued in silence. Hermione glanced over at Malfoy. He was staring out the window at the rolling countryside. His blonde hair was slightly mussed and his gray eyes were fierce, like a violent storm.
Hermione wondered what he was thinking. He was rather good looking, when it came right down to it. He was thin, but strong, and had a fair complexion. He was kinda hot.
Hermione did a double take. She had just thought of Malfoy as HOT????? 'Oh no,' she thought, 'He is NOT hot!!! He is a total jerk! I hate him. Maybe this heat is getting to my head.'
Hermione reached into her bag and pulled out a hand fan. She waved it and relished in the cool breeze that was playing around her face.
After she had cooled down considerably, she glanced at Malfoy again. He was sitting there looking ugly and mean. He looked like a bully or at least a guy no decent girl would ever go out with. 'Good,' Hermione thought. 'That's better. It must have been this heat.'
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When the train pulled into Hogsmead station, Hermione was jerked out of that place between sleep and awake. She had fallen once again into the dream world she was famous for.
Hermione glanced at Malfoy. He was standing near the exit, preparing to disembark. The train screeched to a stop. Malfoy almost fell backward as the train gave a large lurch. 'Ha!' Hermione thought. 'Serves him right.'
Hermione and Malfoy climbed out of the compartment and onto the street.
"Miss Granger, Mr. Malfoy, over here please!" Hermione heard a voice calling to her. She turned and saw Professor McGonagall. Hermione and Malfoy walked over to her.
"As the new Heads, you will ride up to the school together," Professor McGonagall said and gestured to a coach drawn by thestrals.
Hermione and Malfoy climbed into it and the same stony silence that had accompanied them throughout most of the train ride was present. The thestrals seemed to be moving more gently than usual. Fairly quickly, the coach was coming to a halt at the steps of the castle.
Hermione got out of the coach and looked up at the dark castle. 'Home,' she thought. 'Home at last.'
Hermione went into the castle and then into the Great Hall. She found a place at the Gryffindor table and waited for the rest of the students to find their places.
Once they were all seated and the sorting had taken place, Professor Dumbledore stood up. He was looking radiant as he addressed the students.
"Welcome all of you. Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts. Welcome to the new First Years. Welcome to the new Head Boy and Girl. Welcome to the new Prefects. And a special welcome to all of the rest of you in between. I have a few announcements, but they can wait until after the feast. So, all of you, eat up," Dumbledore said.
The tables magically loaded with food and Hermione filled her plate.
"So, how was the train ride with Malfoy?" asked Harry.
"It wasn't too bad," replied Hermione. "We started out at each other's throats, but then we just ignored each other."
"Well, just stay away from him as much as possible," Ginny said with a grin. "We don't want you falling in love with him now."
"Not much chance of that," Hermione said, shaking her head. "I don't think you have to worry."
"That's good to hear," Ron said.
The friends all laughed and the conversation turned to other topics. Over desert, they were talking about the Seventh Year Prefects.
"I wonder if we will still do much," Ron said. "Now that two of us are no longer part of us."
"Oh, I'm sure that you will do just about the same as you have done for the past two years," Hermione reassured him. "I'm just wondering what it will be like to have my partner be Malfoy instead of you."
"Yeah, it will be weird. Wait a second, if Malfoy is your partner, his old partner will need a partner and since I will need a partner... Do you think that they will make me work with Pansy Parkinson?" Ron said with a scared expression on his face.
They all laughed.
"Don't worry," Hermione said between chuckles. "I'm sure that they will let you work alone if you want to, now that you are Seventh Year."
"I hope so," Ron said. "I can't imagine EVER working with her."
"Hey, I seem to remember a certain Truth or Dare game when you said you liked her once," said Ginny, grinning.
"Yeah, but the key word here is 'once'," Ron said, blushing furiously. "I haven't liked her since Third Year."
"Whatever," Ginny said, grinning.
Just then Dumbledore stood up and the Great Hall was immediately quiet.
"Now that we are all well fed," Dumbledore began, "I believe that it is time for the announcements I mentioned earlier. Anyone who wishes to become part of their house Quidditch teams should see Professor Hooch or the captain of your team. We will be starting a Wizard's Chess league here at Hogwarts. Those interested, please see Professor Flitwick. And finally, we have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, please welcome Professor Jordanson. She will be teaching for this year only, but we are glad to have her."
Professor Jordanson smiled and waved. She was a dark-haired, slight squat women in her mid-twenties. Hermione thought she looked nice.
"Now, all of you to bed," Dumbledore said. "Heads, please see Professor McGonagall, Prefects, please see Professor Flitwick."
Hermione stood up, puzzled, and went off to find Professor McGonagall. 'What is this all about,' she thought. 'We've already been given a zillion assignments.'
"Mr. Malfoy, Miss Granger, we are experimenting with a new idea. We have decided that since you two don't, er, seem to get along very well, you shall be given your own common room. It will be three doors down from the Northwest Staircase on the 7th floor behind a portrait of a lion and a serpent fighting together. Password is 'unity'. Also, the prefects will be given their own common room. It is across the hall and sixteen doors down from your own. The password is 'wandering'. Now scoot," Professor McGonagall said and left them to find their way.
"That's just so much like them," Malfoy said.
"What do you mean?" Hermione said.
"Well, the password is unity, the portrait is of a lion and a serpent working together, and we will probably end up taking classes together and everything. I mean, can you take the hint?" Malfoy said.
"Yeah, I guess so," Hermione responded.
When they reached the common room, Malfoy went in first.
"Yeah, there they go again. Check out the furnishings," Malfoy said.
Hermione climbed through the portrait hole to see walls that were painted silver and gold and furniture that was green and red. (A/N Kinda bad description, but if you are reading this, I am sure that you have read plenty of Draco/Herm fics and know what it is supposed to look like)
"It's just a whole big conspiracy and it's aimed at us," Malfoy said and walked through a door labeled 'Head Boy'.
Hermione sighed and walked into her own dormitory. This was going to be some year.
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A/N Okay, I know what all of you guys are thinking. 'Everybody that does a Draco/Hermione fic has them in the same common room. Can't you do something different?' Ha! Face it, you were thinking those EXACT words, weren't you? Well, I'm sorry, I really didn't want to, but it just worked out so well with the story line and the theme of the story. You know: "The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them." If she isn't actually sitting by him, then it will still work, but it works better this way. And besides, I need them in the same common room for a couple of fights they are going to have.
Next chapter will be from Draco's POV (Point of View). It will take place that night right after He and Hermione separate into their dormitories.
I do believe that this is my longest chapter yet! Thanks to all of my reviewers and send me more please!
"The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them."
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except Jordan and this plot. JK Rowling owns the rest.
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A/N Hey, thanks again for reading and reviewing! Remember their thoughts are '___'! This chapter is the train ride and start of term feast, so enjoy!
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Chapter Four: The Head Boy
"Hermione, stop spacing out! We have to go," Ginny said quickly. Hermione shook her head and fell out of the dream world she had been living in.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," Hermione said and picked up her trunk. It was the day that the girls would go back to Hogwarts and Hermione kept thinking about what would happen that year. Who would be Head Boy? What would it be like to be Head Girl? And would all of the planning and makeup and clothes that Ginny had insisted Hermione buy actually work?
"And there you go again," Ginny said in an exasperated voice. "Come on, once we get in the taxi you can day dream all you want."
"I'm sorry Ginny, I just keep thinking about being Head Girl and everything," Hermione said and the two girls went downstairs, trunks in hand.
"Girls, time to go," Mrs. Weasley said smiling. "You don't want to be late for the train. After all, we don't have a flying car that you can take to Hogwarts anymore."
They all laughed. Yes, Mrs. Weasley had been upset when Ron and Harry first stole the car, but now it was just a fun memory, which was often used to chide someone for being late.
Just then Ron and Harry walked down the stairs. They glanced around the kitchen and then took their trunks out to the sidewalk, near the curb.
Hermione and Ginny looked at each other and doubled up in silent giggles. The guys had an 'I'm better than you are because I'm a guy and I'm strong' look to them, which really didn't suit Harry or Ron at all.
"Well, shall we?" Hermione said.
"Yeah, let's go," Ginny replied.
They picked up their stuff and went out to where the taxi was waiting.
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When they reached King's Cross Station, Hermione said goodbye to Ginny, Mrs. Weasley, and the guys and went to go find Professor McGonagall and find out where she was to sit. Hermione walked down the side of the train and glanced around every once and a while, seeing people she knew and some she didn't. Then in the distance she saw the unmistakable outline of Draco Malfoy.
'Okay, just avoid him, I don't want to deal with HIM right now,' she thought. She kept on walking, searching for McGonagall.
As she drew nearer to Malfoy, she spotted Professor McGonagall talking to him. 'Ha!' she thought, 'He's already gotten in trouble for something and the term hasn't even started yet!'
"Oh there you are, Miss Granger," Professor McGonagall called to her. "We've been waiting for you."
"We?" Hermione asked, confused. Surely she didn't mean....
"Yes, Mr. Malfoy and myself. We must talk to you both about the responsibility required to be the Heads," Professor McGonagall said.
'Draco Malfoy, Head Boy?' Hermione thought. 'Draco Malfoy, HEAD BOY?'
"Come into here, please," Professor McGonagall said, leading them into a comfortably furnished train compartment. There was a wooden plaque on the wall reading 'Head Boy and Head Girl'.
"Now," McGonagall said, "you two have been chosen as our Head Girl and Boy."
'Finally,' Hermione thought, 'Finally you say Head Girl before Head Boy.'
"You two will be representing our school in every aspect, so we expect you to be courteous, kind, respectful, and diligent in all that you do," Professor McGonagall said.
This led into a long speech detailing all of their responsibilities and duties, which were many. Hermione listen attentively and thought about how much effort it would take to do all of it. Prefect duty was nothing compared to this. It was going to be an interesting year.
Professor McGonagall finally left them to 'get to know each other' on the train ride. Hermione glanced at Malfoy who was staring stoically back. Hermione sat down in a red and gold overstuffed chair. She pulled her legs up underneath her, getting comfortable for what would certainly be a very long ride.
"So, Mudblood, how did YOU get to be Head Girl?" said Malfoy with contempt.
"How did you do it? Daddy blackmailed the Minister of Magic into insisting Dumbledore put you in?" Hermione shot back viciously.
"No, I was appointed by my sheer brains," Malfoy said.
"They couldn't find anyone with a higher IQ? What, were all of the horseflies busy this year?" Hermione said.
"They must have been if they had to get YOU for Head Girl," Malfoy said with an evil grin.
'Hmm,' Hermione thought, 'Maybe he will be a worthy opponent. At least he knows how to fight with grace.'
"Ouch," Hermione said. "Finding loopholes are we? Come on, you can do better than that."
"Oh, I know that I can, but I highly doubt that YOU can, and so I wanted make the fighting fair by sinking to your level," Malfoy said.
"Whatever," Hermione said and stared determinedly out the window.
"Backing off so quickly?" Malfoy said. "I was starting to have fun."
"Yeah, so was I," Hermione said. "And then I thought of everything that I would much rather be doing that actually talking to YOU. I mean, conversing with a self-possessed, conceited jerk is NOT my idea of an ideal way of spending time."
She had hurt him there. She could see it in his eyes. But he refused to skip a beat.
"Yeah, well, talking to a Mudblood isn't MY idea of fun either," Malfoy retorted.
"Then don't," Hermione almost shouted and turned back to the window. Malfoy did the same.
The train ride continued in silence. Hermione glanced over at Malfoy. He was staring out the window at the rolling countryside. His blonde hair was slightly mussed and his gray eyes were fierce, like a violent storm.
Hermione wondered what he was thinking. He was rather good looking, when it came right down to it. He was thin, but strong, and had a fair complexion. He was kinda hot.
Hermione did a double take. She had just thought of Malfoy as HOT????? 'Oh no,' she thought, 'He is NOT hot!!! He is a total jerk! I hate him. Maybe this heat is getting to my head.'
Hermione reached into her bag and pulled out a hand fan. She waved it and relished in the cool breeze that was playing around her face.
After she had cooled down considerably, she glanced at Malfoy again. He was sitting there looking ugly and mean. He looked like a bully or at least a guy no decent girl would ever go out with. 'Good,' Hermione thought. 'That's better. It must have been this heat.'
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When the train pulled into Hogsmead station, Hermione was jerked out of that place between sleep and awake. She had fallen once again into the dream world she was famous for.
Hermione glanced at Malfoy. He was standing near the exit, preparing to disembark. The train screeched to a stop. Malfoy almost fell backward as the train gave a large lurch. 'Ha!' Hermione thought. 'Serves him right.'
Hermione and Malfoy climbed out of the compartment and onto the street.
"Miss Granger, Mr. Malfoy, over here please!" Hermione heard a voice calling to her. She turned and saw Professor McGonagall. Hermione and Malfoy walked over to her.
"As the new Heads, you will ride up to the school together," Professor McGonagall said and gestured to a coach drawn by thestrals.
Hermione and Malfoy climbed into it and the same stony silence that had accompanied them throughout most of the train ride was present. The thestrals seemed to be moving more gently than usual. Fairly quickly, the coach was coming to a halt at the steps of the castle.
Hermione got out of the coach and looked up at the dark castle. 'Home,' she thought. 'Home at last.'
Hermione went into the castle and then into the Great Hall. She found a place at the Gryffindor table and waited for the rest of the students to find their places.
Once they were all seated and the sorting had taken place, Professor Dumbledore stood up. He was looking radiant as he addressed the students.
"Welcome all of you. Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts. Welcome to the new First Years. Welcome to the new Head Boy and Girl. Welcome to the new Prefects. And a special welcome to all of the rest of you in between. I have a few announcements, but they can wait until after the feast. So, all of you, eat up," Dumbledore said.
The tables magically loaded with food and Hermione filled her plate.
"So, how was the train ride with Malfoy?" asked Harry.
"It wasn't too bad," replied Hermione. "We started out at each other's throats, but then we just ignored each other."
"Well, just stay away from him as much as possible," Ginny said with a grin. "We don't want you falling in love with him now."
"Not much chance of that," Hermione said, shaking her head. "I don't think you have to worry."
"That's good to hear," Ron said.
The friends all laughed and the conversation turned to other topics. Over desert, they were talking about the Seventh Year Prefects.
"I wonder if we will still do much," Ron said. "Now that two of us are no longer part of us."
"Oh, I'm sure that you will do just about the same as you have done for the past two years," Hermione reassured him. "I'm just wondering what it will be like to have my partner be Malfoy instead of you."
"Yeah, it will be weird. Wait a second, if Malfoy is your partner, his old partner will need a partner and since I will need a partner... Do you think that they will make me work with Pansy Parkinson?" Ron said with a scared expression on his face.
They all laughed.
"Don't worry," Hermione said between chuckles. "I'm sure that they will let you work alone if you want to, now that you are Seventh Year."
"I hope so," Ron said. "I can't imagine EVER working with her."
"Hey, I seem to remember a certain Truth or Dare game when you said you liked her once," said Ginny, grinning.
"Yeah, but the key word here is 'once'," Ron said, blushing furiously. "I haven't liked her since Third Year."
"Whatever," Ginny said, grinning.
Just then Dumbledore stood up and the Great Hall was immediately quiet.
"Now that we are all well fed," Dumbledore began, "I believe that it is time for the announcements I mentioned earlier. Anyone who wishes to become part of their house Quidditch teams should see Professor Hooch or the captain of your team. We will be starting a Wizard's Chess league here at Hogwarts. Those interested, please see Professor Flitwick. And finally, we have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, please welcome Professor Jordanson. She will be teaching for this year only, but we are glad to have her."
Professor Jordanson smiled and waved. She was a dark-haired, slight squat women in her mid-twenties. Hermione thought she looked nice.
"Now, all of you to bed," Dumbledore said. "Heads, please see Professor McGonagall, Prefects, please see Professor Flitwick."
Hermione stood up, puzzled, and went off to find Professor McGonagall. 'What is this all about,' she thought. 'We've already been given a zillion assignments.'
"Mr. Malfoy, Miss Granger, we are experimenting with a new idea. We have decided that since you two don't, er, seem to get along very well, you shall be given your own common room. It will be three doors down from the Northwest Staircase on the 7th floor behind a portrait of a lion and a serpent fighting together. Password is 'unity'. Also, the prefects will be given their own common room. It is across the hall and sixteen doors down from your own. The password is 'wandering'. Now scoot," Professor McGonagall said and left them to find their way.
"That's just so much like them," Malfoy said.
"What do you mean?" Hermione said.
"Well, the password is unity, the portrait is of a lion and a serpent working together, and we will probably end up taking classes together and everything. I mean, can you take the hint?" Malfoy said.
"Yeah, I guess so," Hermione responded.
When they reached the common room, Malfoy went in first.
"Yeah, there they go again. Check out the furnishings," Malfoy said.
Hermione climbed through the portrait hole to see walls that were painted silver and gold and furniture that was green and red. (A/N Kinda bad description, but if you are reading this, I am sure that you have read plenty of Draco/Herm fics and know what it is supposed to look like)
"It's just a whole big conspiracy and it's aimed at us," Malfoy said and walked through a door labeled 'Head Boy'.
Hermione sighed and walked into her own dormitory. This was going to be some year.
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A/N Okay, I know what all of you guys are thinking. 'Everybody that does a Draco/Hermione fic has them in the same common room. Can't you do something different?' Ha! Face it, you were thinking those EXACT words, weren't you? Well, I'm sorry, I really didn't want to, but it just worked out so well with the story line and the theme of the story. You know: "The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them." If she isn't actually sitting by him, then it will still work, but it works better this way. And besides, I need them in the same common room for a couple of fights they are going to have.
Next chapter will be from Draco's POV (Point of View). It will take place that night right after He and Hermione separate into their dormitories.
I do believe that this is my longest chapter yet! Thanks to all of my reviewers and send me more please!