A/N: Sorry guys I haven't been updating in a while, I've been busy. Doing what you say? Well school (yuck) and VT. Ask me if you don't know what VT is and I will gladly tell you. Well here's the next chapter, hope its okay. I don't like it very much, but hey! I've had most of the chapter written about a term ago, but I couldn't end it. So I have now. Also a quick note to the readers of my other stories, huge writers block or I just can't write them anymore! Just look in my profile for all notes regarding each story. Ummmm shout out at the end. Also sorry if my grammar and spellings a bit off. I have no beta and my sorta beta I believe is off to Norway for the holidays! Soooo yeh! Oh I almost forgot....I'm trying to make this and all my stories as un-Marry Sue-ish as possible, although at times it's hard! Forgive me please!

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Return to Hogwarts

Chapter two: My towel!

Professor McGonagall entered the Great Hall with a group of cheerful looking students; everyone stopped talking at once and watched the 'First Years'. The sorting hat, which had been placed there moments ago opened its mouth and began to sing.

'Every 1000 years or so, a year repeats itself. I myself have seen it happen once before, what a wonderful year that was. But I warn you, the year repeats and changes all. Some will never be the same.... Repeating years are grand and fun all the same, but what that you ask? I am going to re-sort you, into different house perhaps? Will I put you in Brave Gryffindor? Whose students are daring and bold. Or sweet Hufflepuff, they who choses friends over all. Or smart Ravenclaw, the quickest and sharpest of the lot. Or Pure Slytherin, a cunning house they be. Slightly scared you'll be if placed in another? Perhaps it's for the better... But no, you stay where you are. All I shall tell you is where you ought have been. Your past, future and all between. So sit down and listen hard.'

The Great Hall burst out in loud applause, cheers and whistles. Professor McGonagall, who kindly clapped, turned on the hall with her usual stern look. At once the noise stopped; then she called out the first name.

'Abercrombie, Euan.'

He was a Gryffindor, Hermione remembered. Either side of her Ron and Harry's stomachs were grumbling. Ron began moaning that he would die with out food and received a glare from Hermione and cold look from Nearly Headless Nick. Finally 'Zeller, Rose' was sorted into Hufflepuff again and Dumbledore stood up.

"Welcome, welcome! But I am sure you are all starving and wish to eat, so that is what we will do!"

Food appeared in front of them and Ron launched himself at it. Hermione wrinkled her nose and began eating, much slower than her best friends.

"I've forgotten how good this stuff is!" exclaimed Harry.

"I haven't," muttered Ron and began eating apple pie.

"Are you saying my cooking isn't good enough?" asked Hermione.

The boys looked horror stuck. When they moved into together, Hermione found out that both Harry and Ron were useless at cooking. Harry did have some basic knowledge from his time at Muggle School and cooking for his Aunt and Uncle, but not much. Ron on the other hand was completely useless; Mrs Weasley always made his meals and so he new nothing. It was Hermione who had the ability to cook both magical and muggle ways. When Ginny moved in, they found that she wasn't much better than Harry.

"We arr...." began Harry, but Hermione grinned.

Harry and Ron then understood she was joking. Later on Dumbledore rose in this chair and the chatter died away.

"Welcome! I trust that we all enjoyed our fantastic meal!"

Fred and George gave a cheer.

Dumbledore gave a chuckle, "I think Mr and Mr Weasley's cheer speaks for all. This year will be full of fun and excitements, I'm so glad that most of you could make it. I have come to the understanding that hardly any of you have heard of the repeating year in magical time before you received. Of cause no one alive has seen it; they died many years before hand, and therefore it is believed to be some sort of myth. But surprising enough it was written into magical law and after counting the years, it became certain that the next year (this year) would be indeed a repeating year. As these years are so rare, I have wished to celebrate it in as a memorial year. So I that is why you all have been invited back to the place you so lovingly called home for 7 years."

At the word 'lovingly' all the 5th year glanced over to Draco Malfoy's direction; everyone knew he really loathed Hogwarts. Malfoy had only smirked at all the eyes looking at him; back when they were at school Malfoy would always mutter something against what Dumbledore was saying.

"And that brings us to this year," continued Dumbledore, "Please always remember, this is just like school. Each and every one of you must listen to the Professors and take their punishments, do their homework and listen to their words of wisdom. But of cause the year won't be filled with homework, it will have competitions between houses, many more Quidditch matches, duelling, balls and much more. Most of you must be wondering who will be taking the Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson this year?"

A small mumble of yes followed.

"Professor Remus Lupin has agreed to stand in and for when he is unavailable Professor Moody will stand in. Due to other commitments neither is at the Great Feast, but will be here in two days. As I said earlier it is wonderful to have most of you here, but we can't help notice a few missing people. Most of these people have previous commitments this year, or they sadly have died or are in St Mongol's. One of these people who should be here is Cedric Diggory who was murdered by the Dark Lord Voldemort in his 7th year. May we all remember him. Also others were killed in the fight for freedom. That brings me to the Head Boy and Girl; we should have 7 sets of Heads this year. But we only have 1 and a half. They are Draco Malfoy of Slytherin."

Malfoy stood up and flashed his famous smirk as the Slytherins cheered around him. Everyone else was clapping quietly.

"And his partner Hermione Granger of Gryffindor."

The Hall erruptured into cheers, claps, calls and screams. It was widely known that Hermione was a much loved Head Girl, just like her Best Friends mother Lily Evens. Hermione was an understanding girl, which did much all her time at Hogwarts. Gryffindor always won many points form her.

Hermione stood up and smiled upon everyone.

"They will be the Heads for this year, but our other Head Girl will be there as well. Ginny Weasley of Gryffindor."

The cheering did not stop. Ginny was just like Hermione and helped Hogwarts a great deal.

"Now it is late and we must go to bed. I ask that our Heads stay behind, including Miss Weasley. Now off you trot to bed."

Everyone began to leave.

"We'll cya in the tower Mione, Ginny," said Ron.

"Yeah good luck with Malfoy," agreed Harry. And they were gone.

Ginny and Hermione walked to Dumbledore as the Hall was emptying, Malfoy was following.

"Welcome back Miss Granger, Miss Weasley and Mr Malfoy," said Dumbledore cheerfully, "Now this year will have many things involved so that will mean you two will need to organize some things. Oh Miss Weasley I do hope you don't mind making Miss Granger and Mr Malfoy the Heads?"

"Not all Professor, it is a well known fact that Hermione and Malfoy were fantastic Heads errr....most of the time. It would only seem fair to put them as Head Boy and Girl," Ginny said sweetly.

"Very well, you all are excused. I will be talking to you all soon. Miss Weasley you will be staying in the Gryffindor tower, while you two will be in the Head Boy and Girl dorms again. The password is Unity. Goodnight"

Dumbledore left and so did the others. No one spoke until Ginny said Goodnight, then Malfoy spoke up.

"So Granger is this year going to be as exciting as our last year?"

"It depends."

"On what?"

"How we get along, but I daresay it will be."

Their 7th year had been an exciting one from the very moment they each found out they needed to live and work together. The first few weeks they simply ignored each other, but soon had to talk as the Professor paired them together in classes. They usually got on okay, but everyone now and again a yelling match occurred in their Common Room.

"Unity," they both said together and the painting of the lion and snake opened to reveal the Common Room. The Common Room was a large open room; everything in there was silver, gold, green and red. On each side of the room was a door saying either Head Boy: Draco Malfoy or Head Girl: Hermione Granger.

Hermione grinned; it was just how she remembered it.

"Well Granger, I shall bid you good night," smirked Malfoy.

"And the same to you....Draco," said Hermione.

"Oh yes how could I forget, first name status. So goodnight...Hermione," drawled Draco and went off to his room, but turned just before he opened his door, "That is if you won't go visiting me again." He quickly exited.

Hermione gave a yell and stalked off to her door, slamming the door as she went. Back in their 7th year they both were ment to be organizing the ball, but Malfoy decided to leave it up to Hermione instead. He avoided her and ignored her, until Hermione went in to his room armed with her wand.

FLASHBACK

"If he won't come to me, then I'll go to him," muttered Hermione as she marched across the Common Room to Malfoys room. She pushed the door open and stepped in. Although Hermione had been living with Malfoy for 4 months now, she never went into his room.

The room was large and spacious. In the middle was a huge bed with black covers. Carefully Hermione sat down on his bed, didn't want to crease the perfect sheets now. Hermione then remembered what she was wearing, her uniform that Ginny had altered. Ginny had had enough with Hermione hiding herself away and fixed her uniforms. Shorting the skirts and pulling in the tops, there was no way she could hide now.

'Well here now,' thought Hermione, 'may as well go through with it.'

And she waited until Malfoy came for what seemed hours later. He walked into his dark room and threw down his robe. His jumper was tied about his waits and his tie wasn't done up. The shirt was missing button and hung open. He looked up...

"What the...?"

"ACCIO!" Hermione yelled and Malfoys wand flew into her hand.

"What the fuck are you doing here Mudblood," shouted Malfoy, "AND on my bed! You are ruining my sheets! Get off, give me my wand and get out!"

"No," Hermione said calmly.

"What!"

"No, I come to talk to you Malfoy."

"Ohhhh a night time visit, never thought you were the type..."

"Don't be stupid, I wouldn't visit you unless I had to. But I need to see you and..."

"See! Sorry Granger I've got a girlfriend..."

"I don't want to date you; I would rather kill myself first. Since you are doing everything to ignore me and not see me, I've decided to come to you."

"I suppose Pansy wouldn't mind one night..."

"To talk about the ball!"

Malfoy smirked, "Sure sure, that's why you're laying yourself on my bed in those sexy clothes."

"I am NOT lying on you bed and this is my uniform, I see nothing sexy about that."

"You don't know me very well do you then..."

"And I wouldn't want to either, now the balls in a month and we need to get started!"

END OF FLASHBACK

In her room, Hermione stormed around putting her things away. Trust Malfoy to bring that up. By the next day it seemed everyone had heard about Hermione lying on Malfoys bed and waiting for him. There was no doubt Malfoy was behind the rumours, but he had missed some key aspects. So Hermione spent at least 3 days informing the people who had confronted her, that what Malfoy said wasn't all that true. Hermione had decided to make Malfoy pay and told a few people that Malfoy had been too busy fucking his latest fling to worry about the ball. And that she was made herself walk in his room and confront him. What Hermione had said had gotten around the castle like wild fire. The students regarded the incidence as Hermione trying to help the students enjoy a fantastic ball, but the Head Boy was to busy doing his whore to worry. Hermione's braveness to confront the Slytherin King on behalf of her fellow students got her a great deal of respect, and Malfoy was seen as a sex manic.

Hermione laughed openly at this thought; how many times had she caught him doing it with various girls? The boy always had a chick who adored him, but he had his way and then moved on. Suddenly feeling tired Hermione flicked her wand and magically was in her Pj's. She lay down and was asleep within minutes.

DRACO MALFOYS P.O.V

"Well Granger, I shall bid you good night," Malfoy smirked.

"And the same to you....Draco," said Hermione.

She almost called me Malfoy, funny thing.

"Oh yes how could I forget, first name status. So goodnight...Hermione," drawled Draco and went off to his room, but turned just before he opened his door, "That is if you won't go visiting me again."

Draco quickly left after this comment; he knew that Granger wouldn't take it well. And as he thought an angry yell came followed by a slamming of a door. Smirking to himself he set out putting his many and expensive things away. Through out the years after Hogwarts Draco had lived a fairly boring life. His father had died early, leaving him the Master of Malfoy Manor and heir. It was the heirs duty to look after the family name, but not usually so early in his life. But his father was dead and the duty fell to him; Draco had given up his dreams of being an auror. An auror seemed weird for a person whose father was Voldemorts right hand man, but Draco deeply resented the whole thing. But instead he attended boring balls, meetings within pureblood families, keeping the manor in check, seeing to the funds, taking care of his still young widowed mother, making times to meet usually annoying Pure-blooded girls and having a very depressing love life. Being Master Malfoy was a full time job, which bored Draco to all hell. But it was his duty to do it and it had to be done.

Throughout the 5 years Draco had been through hundreds of girls, nothing really had lastest. He wanted to remain on his own, but once again duty called. He needed to produce an heir soon, this annoyed Draco greatly. When his Father was his age he had been married a year. Easy enough for him, poor mother was betrothed to the asshole. Soon Draco began tired and undressed to his green silk boxers. He fell into bed and was asleep.

NEXT DAY

Draco groaned the sun was in eyes, those cold grey eyes. No need to get up, wait he was ay Hogwarts. School! Shit! Draco sat up and looked at his clock. SHIT! He was late; breakfast was due to start in 5 minutes. He raced out of bed and to the bathroom. In his hurry, Draco had forgotten that he shared the bathroom with a certain Head Girl. Draco ripped off his boxers and stepped into shower.

He was only in there for a minute until the shower door was pulled open to reveal a naked Hermione, who had just screamed.

"MALFOY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY SHOWER!"

Draco had gone into shock; he was staring at a very naked Hermione. And so was he.

"THIS IS OUR BATHROOM," he yelled grabbing a black towel and wrapping it around him.

"OH NO YOU DON'T!" Hermione took the towel and covered herself.

"Fantastic Mudblood, but notice that now I am naked," Draco spat.

"MY EYES!" Hermione yelled and turned away.

"Your eyes! What about mine!" snapped Draco.

"THEY'RE BURNING! Oh have mercy," cried Hermione, who was now covering her eyes with one hand and using the other to get up the towel.

"Burning Granger, I thought you would have grown up over the 5 years. My thoughts have been proved wrong then, or is it that you have never seen a naked man before," Draco said easily.

Hermione stopped trying to cover her eyes and parted her fingers. Draco smirked.

"Of course I've seen a naked man," snapped Hermione, removing her hands and looking up into the corner of the room, "But never a boy naked before."

If Draco was shocked or cut, he hid it every well and shot back,

"Of course you never have seen a boy naked before, you were the Virgin Queen of Gryffindor."

"Enough of these Malfoy get out," snarled Hermione.

"Touchy Granger," said Draco, who had placed a hand to cover himself down below, "Wouldn't like to catch mudblood germs, I hear it's deadly."

"GET OUT!" screamed Hermione.

"Going Mudblood," said Malfoy and left.

"Oh and Draco," said Hermione.

He turned.

"If you think this year I'll be following the rules, you've got it wrong. As this year I'm not studying for anything, so I don't need to keep to the rules. So watch your back."

Hermione finished by flicking her hand and the bathroom door slamming shut.

"DAMN MUDBLOOD!" echoed though out the Heads dorm.

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