A/n: Just when you thought Hermione's life couldn't get any worse…

Chapter Three- Head Boy

As they filed out of the Great Hall after the feast, Hermione was tapped on the shoulder. Professor McGonagall smiled down at her. "This way, Head Girl." She followed her to the statue she recognised as the entrance to Professor Dumbledore's office. She tapped it with the wand and said "Liquorice Twisters", and the winding staircase appeared. She led Hermione up the stairs and through the door.

Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk chatting to a blonde boy. He looked up as they entered and beamed at Hermione. "Welcome, welcome, please come in and meet the Head Boy, Draco Malfoy."

Draco turned round in his chair and their eyes met both just managing to cover up the infinite horror of what they were going to have to do.

"Never before have we had two students at Hogwarts such as you. Both of you got perfect marks across the board in your owls, and I'm sure neither of you have failed a test in your time here. Now, I'm sure you're aware that the Head Students must maintain a good working relationship, as they are to work together on many things. Because of this you have your own private common room and Bedrooms. I'm sure they will be to your liking. If you would follow me, I will take you to them now."

He stood and walked out of the door, leaving them to follow. Malfoy sneered at her, and followed Dumbledore out of the room. She followed and they walked in silence, until they came to a stop by a statue, and Dumbledore spoke the password, "Einstein", then he turned to them, "Sleep Well."

They entered the common room and gasped. It was about four times as big as the Gryffindor common room and twice as high. The school emblem hung on a huge wall at the back and there were three doors. One was decorated in green and silver, the other in red and gold, which they took for the dormitories, the other was the bathroom. There was a huge table, with many chairs around it on one side of the room, and a fireplace with some comfortable-looking sofas and chairs at the other.

"I can't believe they stuck me with the Mudblood." Malfoy sneered as his gaze fell on her. "What do they take me for?" He flopped onto a nearby sofa and glared at her.

"I'm not exactly happy with this arrangement either, Malfoy, but we're going to have to live with it." She crossed her arms and looked about the room. "There's enough room in this place for us to live without being in each others way."

Malfoy looked at her coldly, and then went into his room. Hermione sighed and went into the bathroom. There was a bath that was bigger than the prefects' bath, with twice as many taps. She quickly scanned the taps for her favourite soak, and soon the bath was full of pink bubbles. Slipping out of her clothes she sank into the hot bubbly water, the bubbles holding her weight. She breathed deeply into the scented bubbles, which smelled of ylang ylang, a smell that always soothed her.

Performing a summoning spell, she got out of the bath and caught the towel that was zooming towards her. She wrapped it around her and went out into the common room. Malfoy was sitting on a chair, reading a book. He looked up as she came into the room, and blushed.

"What?"

"Granger, if you insist on being in my eyesight, please wear the appropriate clothing." He looked at her, his eyes flitting from her wet hair to her exposed legs.

"Malfoy, to get to my room from the bathroom I have to come through the common room, so deal with it." She went into her room and slammed the door.

Her room was about half the size of the common room, but still twice as big as her old one. It had a rich red carpet and walls, and a gold dresser. The bed spread of her king size bed had the Gryffindor emblem on it and a full size mirror was made of solid gold. There was also a table and two chairs.

Taking in her new room, she went over to her trunk, which had been placed at the bottom of her bed, and pulled, out her night clothes, which consisted of some blue shorts and a matching spaghetti strap top. She put her matching blue dressing gown over the top and went back into the common room.

Malfoy was still sitting where he had before, reading his book, so she went over to the cupboard which was in front of the biggest sofa. What she saw made them both gasp.

The TV was bigger than Hermione and there were more channels than she could count. She looked back at Malfoy, who smirked and said, "I think I'm going to like it here.