Diclaimer: same as chapter one

Chapter 2 Why Are You Here?

"Draco?"

Draco looked up and went to his door. He opened it to find his father standing outside with a letter in his hand.

"Snape sent me this saying that you have to go to Hogwarts early this year for a Head Boy project. Is that true?"

"Yes father." Lucius smirked and handed the letter to Draco.

"He said he would come personally to escort you to Hogwarts. Pack your trunk Draco. You'll be leaving tonight."

"Yes father." Lucius left and Draco started packing.

At the Granger's Home

Hermione Granger was sitting at the dinner table with her parents eating dinner when a screech interupted their conversation. An owl flew in from the open window and dropped a letter in Hermione's lap. It nipped her finger in affection then flew back into the darkness.

"Whose it from dear?" asked Mrs. Granger putting her fork down.

"Professor Dumbledore," answered Hermione. She opened the letter and scanned it. She let out a gasp.

"What is it honey?" asked Mr. Granger standing up and walked behind his daughter.

"They want me back at Hogwarts early for a Head Girl project. I'm suppose to leave, tonight!" Both her parents looked at each other and sighed.

"Go on, go pack your bags. We'll clean up," whispered Ms. Granger as she started to collect the plates. Hermione had tears in her eyes. She ran over and hugged her mother and father and ran upstairs before she could break down even more. She packed her bags and just as she finished locking her bag, the doorbell rang.

'I wonder who that could be' thought Hermione and she ran downstairs to join her parents the door. She gasped as she saw who was at the front door. It was Professer Snape! Hermione let out a high pitch scream. Snape flinched at the sound and covered his ears.

Hermione kept on screaming until Snape yelled out, "Be quiet Ms. Granger!" and she came back to her senses and shut up. Mr. Granger was in a state of shock and Mrs. Granger was just standing there staring at her daughter.

Snape sighed. "Do you have your stuff, Ms. Granger?" Hermione nodded and pointed upstairs. She ran to her parents and hugged them one last time.

"Bye mom, bye dad. See you guys next summer." Ms. Granger was crying now and hugged Hermione so hard she started choking. "M..om cough your...st..rang..ing cough me!" Ms Granger's eyes widened in realization and quickly let her daughter go.

"Bye sweetie. Have a great time!" exclaimed her father as she proceeded to lead Professer Snape to her room. He went in her room, cast a 'feather- weight' charm then a shrinking charm on her trunk. He went back outside, took Hermione's hand and aparated them both to Hogsmede. He lead the way back to the school.

"You will be living in the Head Girl dormitory while your here. Professor Dumbledore will explain to you the project you will be doing over the rest of the summer tomorrow in the morning," explained Professer Snape as they reached the castle. Hermione was agast. Snape, the greasy git, was actually being civil with her and was talking to her with taking away points or sneering.

"Um, Professor?" wondered Hermione

"What is it Ms. Granger?"

"I was just wondering, why are you being civil to me? Your usually mean..." Hermione didn't finish the sentence.

"The greasy git?" Hermione gasped. Snape just smirked.

"How did you know?" Snape sneered.

"I have my ways and as for your other question. Do you want me to be uncivil?"

"No."

"Then, Ms. Granger, you will shut your mouth and just keep walking." Hermione glared at him but Snape didn't notice. 'Damn that greasy git. I HATE HIM' and they went inside. Snape lead her to the Head Girl/Boy entrance and told her the password. Then he left and headed towards the dungeons.

"Friendship," said Hermione and the portrait slid open. She gasped at the sight of the room.

In Hogwarts Dungeon

Draco stood there in front of Snape's desk waiting for him to return. The door opened and Snape walked in.

"Draco, how are you?"

"Okay I guess." Snape raised an eyebrow.

"You should get some rest. We'll talk tomorrow." Draco nodded. "I suppose you now how to get to your room?" Draco nodded again and exited the room. He headed up the stairs and reached the painting.

"Password?" asked the male in the painting.

"Friendship," answered Draco and the painting swung open. He was about to plop down on the couch when he noticed someone was already on the couch. Looking closer he reconized who it was.

"Granger? What are you doing here?"

Author's Note

How was it? Was it really that bad? Thanks to people who reviewed! Until next time!

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