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Chapter II-The H.O.H Express
Hermione's POV
"Bye dad! Take care!" I hugged my dad and headed towards the train. Instead of the usual Hogwarts Express, a smaller train was in it's usual spot. It was labeled the H.O.H Express, which stood for the Heads of Hogwarts Express. I looked around expecting to see Harry or Ron as head boy but little did I know that the worst was coming.
"MALFOY?!?" I screamed. "You're head boy?!?" *Oh no, I'm gonna die.*
"I like the enthusiasm mudblood." He spat.
"Shut the hell up ferret boy!" I snapped.
"Remember at March ok son?" Lucius Malfoy said a little too happy.
"Ok my DEAREST father!" Draco yelled with fake enthusiasm.
"What was that all about?" I asked him. "Nothing a stupid mudblood would understand." He shrugged. "Asshole." I shot back.
"Ahem." We both turned around to see Professor McGonagall standing in front of us. "It's time to board the train." She said as she led us inside.
It was unlike any other train I've ever been on. On one side there were 2 beds lined up against the wall. One had red and gold blankets and the other with silver and green blankets. On the other side had 2 love seats against the wall that were extra comfortable. Then when you walk down a little more there were jars and jars of colorful muggle and wizard candy alike. Then I see a dinning table and chairs filled with empty plates and glasses. I guess it works just like the feasts in the great hall. Finally I see some of Malfoy's luggage and mine along with my walkman, my baby blue laptop and some of my CD's in one corner, and a case and a new Thunderbird broom.
Malfoy caught me staring at the broom, "What mudblood? Staring at something you can never have? You're muggle parents can't even buy you anything but a puny Comet 360 broom? HAHAHA!" he laughed.
"Actually my SWEET little ferret, I do have a broom." I got the broom that was hiding in the corner.
Draco's mouth fell open, "That's a-- that's a-- that's a--"
"Snowstorm, the newest, fastest and coolest broom in the market." I smirked. *Ha! I got him!* I thought triumphantly.
*The Snowstorm has a smooth ice-blue handle with diamondish, silver bristles. Beautiful color, just like Draco's sexy hair-wait a sec, sexy hair? Where'd that come from?* I stared at him. Then I noticed that he wasn't staring at the broom anymore. He was staring at me. *Uh, too scary!*
"Malfoy??" no answer.
"Ferret boy?!" I was partially yelling.
"Ugh! Evil, stinking, ugly --*handsome*-- mean, spoiled --*perfect*-- complicated --*sexy*-- piece of---*heaven*.." I stopped. Where the hell were all these thoughts coming from?
Draco's POV "Malfoy! Ferret boy?! Evil, stinking, ugly, mean, spoiled, complicated, piece of---"
Of course I heard her. But I only paid attention when she suddenly stopped talking and looked into my eyes. Her eyes were so deep that I felt as though she was looking into my very soul. That she was learning every single secret that I have worked to keep for all my life. I couldn't let her do that.
"What? Piece of what?! Heaven? You know how much you want to say it!" I sneered. She snapped out of her daze.
"Arrogant little asshole." She said as she headed towards a small muggle contraption that I don't know about.
*Like I wanted to know. I don't care. Nobody cares about me. And I don't care about anybody---except for Hermione---AHHH! What am I thinking? Why would I ever care about a stupid mudblood?* I thought as I got to my bed, well for the time being, and laid down. *Ok, ok, not really a stupid mudblood, very smart and very beautiful.*
It was true. She wasn't the bushy haired, bucktooth, bookworm anymore. Her hair had been tamed and a few waves found their way to her hair. She was wearing a simple light blue halter-top that showed cleavage that your mom would be ok with but still showed what was there plus, a denim skirt that went to mid thigh that showed off her perfect legs. And her eyes--- it was the first time that he really looked in them. Her warm hazel eyes were so full of comfort that it calmed him right down. *She looked just like an angel---*
I mentally slapped myself. What was I thinking? Me and a mudblood? What would our children be like? *Well of course the baby girl would have her soft features and---* I pinched myself. Hard. "Ow!" I groaned. Was I actually thinking of our children? That attack from Lucius must of killed a few brain cells cuz liking a mudblood is just so idiotic-- *yet perfect*---- UGH! Where were these voices coming from? I groaned and slammed my head against the wall over and over again.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stu---"
"Malfoy, what are you doing?" Hermione walked in looking at me with confusion.
"Oh well, I got tired of being a ferret so I decided to change and be a woodpecker." I grinned.
She laughed. *She has a really nice laugh. So full of joy and--* Hey! God, stupid voice. Calling Hermione's laugh nice. Hey! All I have to really do is ignore the voice! It's not my fault I'm thinking those things! It's the voices fault! Bet she does have a nice laugh--- ugh! I continued to slam my head against the wall.
"Malfoy, if you slam your think head against the wall, it'll leave a hole on the train." She said hoping to get my attention. Well, she got it--- sort of.
"Shut *slam* the *slam, slam* up *slam* you *slam* mudblood *slam!*" There, much better. But she looked a little hurt. I ignored her look.
"What? Are you gonna run home to your mommy you stupid mud-"
"Mr. Malfoy!" I turned around to see Professor McGonagall standing under the door frame. I glanced at Hermione. She looked mad once I said "mommy" to her.
Professor McGonagall stood there calmly, "Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Granger, I would like to speak with you about your head duties."
I crossed my arms and fallowed her to a compartment made for her, which had 3 chairs in it.
"Now, once we arrive at Hogwarts, I shall show you to your rooms. Now, since you are head boy and girl you shall be sharing your own common room and---"
"WHAT?! DO I HAVE TO???" Granger shrieked.
"Hell no! Not with her!" I yell.
Professor McGonagall stared at me, "Language Mr. Malfoy. And yes, you have to. I expect you two to be excellent role models to your peers and for you two to behave yourselves in the common room. Considering your history together, a spell has been put so that if you try to hex or hurt each other your wand will break in half. You will have all day to settle in. If you are hungry there is a bell to reach the house elves.
"Every day until the day before school starts we will be practicing on what you will say to the prefects on the train, your duties and what you are expected to do. There is a list of all the passwords you will need including each common room and the headmaster's office.
"You will be organizing 2 balls on your own and the costume and Christmas Ball with the prefects. You will also be organizing a field day in which you have little help from the prefects. I will tell you more on the field day later. Any questions so far?" She looked at both of us and since we had none she continued.
"On the Halloween, Christmas, Valentine's Day, and the first and last dinner feasts, you will be sitting in your own table in between the houses' and staff's tables. I'll point it out to you once we start you duties lessons. Every night you will be walking around making sure no students are out of bed. You are allowed to take away points. But if I see you abusing this privilege (here she looked at me), then you will be punished severely. Now, do you have any questions?" *Man, I thought she'd never stop!*
"Yes Ms. Granger?" I looked over at them.
"Do I really have to share a room with him?" she asked.
I smacked my head. *Is she that stupid?* "Duh Granger! She's been saying that!"
She glared at me then turned back to McGonagall, "No, I mean, you know, a bedroom."
*Hmm, sharing a bed? Maybe she could hold me through my bad dreams-but then, if she was there to hold me, I wouldn't have any nightmares.* What the hell! Stupid voice! Being in the same bed as Hermione is a nightmare! What the hell did I just call her? *You called her by her name stupid!* Oh great, I'm insulting myself now. I've gone crazy!
I pinched myself a little too hard, "OUCH!"
McGonagall looked at me with concern, "Is anything the matter Mr. Malfoy?"
"No, nothings the matter. I just accidentally pinched myself." I tried to smile.
"Um, of you say so---" McGonagall looked away. Granger just looked at me as if I was crazy.
"No Ms. Granger, you don't have to share a room together. Just the common room and the bathroom that is connecting your rooms together." She said. "Now, you don't have to wear your school robes until the students arrive. We will be arriving the school soon." And with that, Professor McGonagall walked away.
I turned to Herm-Granger and saw her staring at me. "What?"
"Nothing." She blinked and turned away.
"Stupid mudblood." I whisper.
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A/N- so there's the 2nd chapter! Draco's getting a little crazy now huh? Well, that little voice is something! You'll just have to find out! Review please!!!
Chapter II-The H.O.H Express
Hermione's POV
"Bye dad! Take care!" I hugged my dad and headed towards the train. Instead of the usual Hogwarts Express, a smaller train was in it's usual spot. It was labeled the H.O.H Express, which stood for the Heads of Hogwarts Express. I looked around expecting to see Harry or Ron as head boy but little did I know that the worst was coming.
"MALFOY?!?" I screamed. "You're head boy?!?" *Oh no, I'm gonna die.*
"I like the enthusiasm mudblood." He spat.
"Shut the hell up ferret boy!" I snapped.
"Remember at March ok son?" Lucius Malfoy said a little too happy.
"Ok my DEAREST father!" Draco yelled with fake enthusiasm.
"What was that all about?" I asked him. "Nothing a stupid mudblood would understand." He shrugged. "Asshole." I shot back.
"Ahem." We both turned around to see Professor McGonagall standing in front of us. "It's time to board the train." She said as she led us inside.
It was unlike any other train I've ever been on. On one side there were 2 beds lined up against the wall. One had red and gold blankets and the other with silver and green blankets. On the other side had 2 love seats against the wall that were extra comfortable. Then when you walk down a little more there were jars and jars of colorful muggle and wizard candy alike. Then I see a dinning table and chairs filled with empty plates and glasses. I guess it works just like the feasts in the great hall. Finally I see some of Malfoy's luggage and mine along with my walkman, my baby blue laptop and some of my CD's in one corner, and a case and a new Thunderbird broom.
Malfoy caught me staring at the broom, "What mudblood? Staring at something you can never have? You're muggle parents can't even buy you anything but a puny Comet 360 broom? HAHAHA!" he laughed.
"Actually my SWEET little ferret, I do have a broom." I got the broom that was hiding in the corner.
Draco's mouth fell open, "That's a-- that's a-- that's a--"
"Snowstorm, the newest, fastest and coolest broom in the market." I smirked. *Ha! I got him!* I thought triumphantly.
*The Snowstorm has a smooth ice-blue handle with diamondish, silver bristles. Beautiful color, just like Draco's sexy hair-wait a sec, sexy hair? Where'd that come from?* I stared at him. Then I noticed that he wasn't staring at the broom anymore. He was staring at me. *Uh, too scary!*
"Malfoy??" no answer.
"Ferret boy?!" I was partially yelling.
"Ugh! Evil, stinking, ugly --*handsome*-- mean, spoiled --*perfect*-- complicated --*sexy*-- piece of---*heaven*.." I stopped. Where the hell were all these thoughts coming from?
Draco's POV "Malfoy! Ferret boy?! Evil, stinking, ugly, mean, spoiled, complicated, piece of---"
Of course I heard her. But I only paid attention when she suddenly stopped talking and looked into my eyes. Her eyes were so deep that I felt as though she was looking into my very soul. That she was learning every single secret that I have worked to keep for all my life. I couldn't let her do that.
"What? Piece of what?! Heaven? You know how much you want to say it!" I sneered. She snapped out of her daze.
"Arrogant little asshole." She said as she headed towards a small muggle contraption that I don't know about.
*Like I wanted to know. I don't care. Nobody cares about me. And I don't care about anybody---except for Hermione---AHHH! What am I thinking? Why would I ever care about a stupid mudblood?* I thought as I got to my bed, well for the time being, and laid down. *Ok, ok, not really a stupid mudblood, very smart and very beautiful.*
It was true. She wasn't the bushy haired, bucktooth, bookworm anymore. Her hair had been tamed and a few waves found their way to her hair. She was wearing a simple light blue halter-top that showed cleavage that your mom would be ok with but still showed what was there plus, a denim skirt that went to mid thigh that showed off her perfect legs. And her eyes--- it was the first time that he really looked in them. Her warm hazel eyes were so full of comfort that it calmed him right down. *She looked just like an angel---*
I mentally slapped myself. What was I thinking? Me and a mudblood? What would our children be like? *Well of course the baby girl would have her soft features and---* I pinched myself. Hard. "Ow!" I groaned. Was I actually thinking of our children? That attack from Lucius must of killed a few brain cells cuz liking a mudblood is just so idiotic-- *yet perfect*---- UGH! Where were these voices coming from? I groaned and slammed my head against the wall over and over again.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stu---"
"Malfoy, what are you doing?" Hermione walked in looking at me with confusion.
"Oh well, I got tired of being a ferret so I decided to change and be a woodpecker." I grinned.
She laughed. *She has a really nice laugh. So full of joy and--* Hey! God, stupid voice. Calling Hermione's laugh nice. Hey! All I have to really do is ignore the voice! It's not my fault I'm thinking those things! It's the voices fault! Bet she does have a nice laugh--- ugh! I continued to slam my head against the wall.
"Malfoy, if you slam your think head against the wall, it'll leave a hole on the train." She said hoping to get my attention. Well, she got it--- sort of.
"Shut *slam* the *slam, slam* up *slam* you *slam* mudblood *slam!*" There, much better. But she looked a little hurt. I ignored her look.
"What? Are you gonna run home to your mommy you stupid mud-"
"Mr. Malfoy!" I turned around to see Professor McGonagall standing under the door frame. I glanced at Hermione. She looked mad once I said "mommy" to her.
Professor McGonagall stood there calmly, "Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Granger, I would like to speak with you about your head duties."
I crossed my arms and fallowed her to a compartment made for her, which had 3 chairs in it.
"Now, once we arrive at Hogwarts, I shall show you to your rooms. Now, since you are head boy and girl you shall be sharing your own common room and---"
"WHAT?! DO I HAVE TO???" Granger shrieked.
"Hell no! Not with her!" I yell.
Professor McGonagall stared at me, "Language Mr. Malfoy. And yes, you have to. I expect you two to be excellent role models to your peers and for you two to behave yourselves in the common room. Considering your history together, a spell has been put so that if you try to hex or hurt each other your wand will break in half. You will have all day to settle in. If you are hungry there is a bell to reach the house elves.
"Every day until the day before school starts we will be practicing on what you will say to the prefects on the train, your duties and what you are expected to do. There is a list of all the passwords you will need including each common room and the headmaster's office.
"You will be organizing 2 balls on your own and the costume and Christmas Ball with the prefects. You will also be organizing a field day in which you have little help from the prefects. I will tell you more on the field day later. Any questions so far?" She looked at both of us and since we had none she continued.
"On the Halloween, Christmas, Valentine's Day, and the first and last dinner feasts, you will be sitting in your own table in between the houses' and staff's tables. I'll point it out to you once we start you duties lessons. Every night you will be walking around making sure no students are out of bed. You are allowed to take away points. But if I see you abusing this privilege (here she looked at me), then you will be punished severely. Now, do you have any questions?" *Man, I thought she'd never stop!*
"Yes Ms. Granger?" I looked over at them.
"Do I really have to share a room with him?" she asked.
I smacked my head. *Is she that stupid?* "Duh Granger! She's been saying that!"
She glared at me then turned back to McGonagall, "No, I mean, you know, a bedroom."
*Hmm, sharing a bed? Maybe she could hold me through my bad dreams-but then, if she was there to hold me, I wouldn't have any nightmares.* What the hell! Stupid voice! Being in the same bed as Hermione is a nightmare! What the hell did I just call her? *You called her by her name stupid!* Oh great, I'm insulting myself now. I've gone crazy!
I pinched myself a little too hard, "OUCH!"
McGonagall looked at me with concern, "Is anything the matter Mr. Malfoy?"
"No, nothings the matter. I just accidentally pinched myself." I tried to smile.
"Um, of you say so---" McGonagall looked away. Granger just looked at me as if I was crazy.
"No Ms. Granger, you don't have to share a room together. Just the common room and the bathroom that is connecting your rooms together." She said. "Now, you don't have to wear your school robes until the students arrive. We will be arriving the school soon." And with that, Professor McGonagall walked away.
I turned to Herm-Granger and saw her staring at me. "What?"
"Nothing." She blinked and turned away.
"Stupid mudblood." I whisper.
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A/N- so there's the 2nd chapter! Draco's getting a little crazy now huh? Well, that little voice is something! You'll just have to find out! Review please!!!