I'm surprised that I've gotten some reviews for my first chapter (and pleased about it too :D) as I've written a story on fictionpress before and only got one reviewer review my story four times Oo so this is great.
Sephiroth86 don't worry, I'll try not to do that (it's not really what I had planned, although it looks it)
Scarcrow and Gnome really? were you gonna write something like this? Oo I'm sorry about that, but thank you for your kind words, they are much appreciated =D Let me know when you get your story up. (and no, I don't mind if you use mine for inspiration...i wasn't aware I could write something that could inspire someone though! :D).
Thank you also to Zimarme, Kestrez and MusikLuver for your reviews as well! Luv ya all! =D
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Sighing, Draco watched as Pansy Parkinson gave him a glare, before she turned back to her new boyfriend, Blaise Zabini. Blaise saw Draco watching, and he smirked. Pansy and Draco had broken up when Draco had decided he didn't want to be a Death Eater, and Pansy had heard about some dreadful things Draco said about his own father.
When everyone had finished eating, the tables were magically cleared, and Dumbledore stood up, beaming. "Welcome to another year at Hogwarts," he said cheerfully, and Draco wondered why he was so cheerful.
Dumbledore reminded the school about certain rules that needed to be followed (such as keeping away from the Forbidden Forest) and then he added, "Now, I will announce this year's Head Boy and Girl."
Malfoy rolled his eyes. He wanted to get this over and done with so he could go and sleep. He was extremely tired, and he wanted to escape the glares of his fellow Slytherins -- they all probably knew about how he was a disgrace to the Malfoy family, and also to the Slytherin house. He didn't care much about what they thought, but their glares were very uncomfortable, he wasn't used to being unpopular in his own house.
"Your Head Girl is Hermione Granger . . ."
Everyone applauded politely, although the Slytherins did not clap for Hermione. Draco glanced over at the Gryffindor table and saw that Hermione was blushing, while Harry and Ron were busy congratulating her. He wasn't a big fan of the Golden Trio, but he envied their happiness, their friendship and loyalty. He shook his head and turned his attention back to Dumbledore.
"It was a difficult decision as to who your Head Boy shall be, but in the end, we decided it would be . . ."
Here we go, Draco thought. It's sure to be Potty. Dumbledore always favours that Potter boy.
". . . Draco Malfoy."
At first, he wasn't sure he heard correctly. He stared, wide-eyed, shocked, at Professor Dumbledore, who was smiling kindly at him. No one was clapping for him, not even the Slytherins now, and for a moment, Draco felt embarrassed in that awkward silence.
Someone suddenly clapped. Hermione had stood up and started applauding him, and in a moment everyone else had followed her lead and clapped for him.
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"What did you do that for?" Harry whispered in Hermione's ear.
"I felt sorry for him," Hermione replied.
"WHAT?" Ron spluttered. "You can't be serious Hermione, you really can't be . . ."
"I am," Hermione snapped. "Get over it Ron."
She stood up and left them both gaping after her. She headed to Professor Dumbledore, who stood at the front of the Hall, waiting for her and Draco. She saw Draco Malfoy making his way to the Headmaster as well, and wondered, again, what was wrong with him, and how Dumbledore had decided Draco would make a suitable Head Boy.
"As Head Boy and Girl, the two of you have the privilege of having your own common room and bathroom, and you will have your own separate bedrooms," the Headmaster said. "Your things have already been taken there, and the password to get in and out is "Fizzing Whizzbee". The two of you will work together to manage the Prefects and to keep order in the school. You have the power to docket points..." at this, he looked sternly at Malfoy, who looked a little surprised that the Headmaster was staring at him, "...but you mustn't abuse this power or I will strip you of your title. Is that clear?"
"Yes sir," Malfoy said.
"Yes Professor," Hermione said.
"Good. I'll show you to your rooms, then."
Pouting slightly, Draco followed the Headmaster, with Hermione lagging behind.
"What do you want?!" He snapped when he caught Hermione staring.
"Nothing," Hermione replied, and giving a dignified toss of her head, continued on, giving Draco a slight bump as she passed him.
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"Well, we all knew that Hermione would be Head Girl," Ron said to his best friend Harry, as they sat in the Gryffindor common room. "But...Malfoy?" He shook his head and sighed.
Harry said nothing. Hermione was right -- there was something different about Malfoy.
"Earth to Harry..."
"What?" Harry snapped. Ron, who had been waving his hand before Harry's eyes, instantly stopped as soon as he heard his friend speak.
"What's up with you Harry? You've been really quiet." Ron leaned back in his armchair and ate a chocolate frog, while Harry watched silently.
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a rather uneventful chapter, I know, I'll try and make the next chapter more interesting =D I know, so far it's been a bit predictable, but I promise, that'll change!
Sephiroth86 don't worry, I'll try not to do that (it's not really what I had planned, although it looks it)
Scarcrow and Gnome really? were you gonna write something like this? Oo I'm sorry about that, but thank you for your kind words, they are much appreciated =D Let me know when you get your story up. (and no, I don't mind if you use mine for inspiration...i wasn't aware I could write something that could inspire someone though! :D).
Thank you also to Zimarme, Kestrez and MusikLuver for your reviews as well! Luv ya all! =D
.-'-.-'-.-'-.-'-.-'-.-'-. chapter two: Heads of school .-'-.-'-.-'-.-'-.-'-.-'-.
Sighing, Draco watched as Pansy Parkinson gave him a glare, before she turned back to her new boyfriend, Blaise Zabini. Blaise saw Draco watching, and he smirked. Pansy and Draco had broken up when Draco had decided he didn't want to be a Death Eater, and Pansy had heard about some dreadful things Draco said about his own father.
When everyone had finished eating, the tables were magically cleared, and Dumbledore stood up, beaming. "Welcome to another year at Hogwarts," he said cheerfully, and Draco wondered why he was so cheerful.
Dumbledore reminded the school about certain rules that needed to be followed (such as keeping away from the Forbidden Forest) and then he added, "Now, I will announce this year's Head Boy and Girl."
Malfoy rolled his eyes. He wanted to get this over and done with so he could go and sleep. He was extremely tired, and he wanted to escape the glares of his fellow Slytherins -- they all probably knew about how he was a disgrace to the Malfoy family, and also to the Slytherin house. He didn't care much about what they thought, but their glares were very uncomfortable, he wasn't used to being unpopular in his own house.
"Your Head Girl is Hermione Granger . . ."
Everyone applauded politely, although the Slytherins did not clap for Hermione. Draco glanced over at the Gryffindor table and saw that Hermione was blushing, while Harry and Ron were busy congratulating her. He wasn't a big fan of the Golden Trio, but he envied their happiness, their friendship and loyalty. He shook his head and turned his attention back to Dumbledore.
"It was a difficult decision as to who your Head Boy shall be, but in the end, we decided it would be . . ."
Here we go, Draco thought. It's sure to be Potty. Dumbledore always favours that Potter boy.
". . . Draco Malfoy."
At first, he wasn't sure he heard correctly. He stared, wide-eyed, shocked, at Professor Dumbledore, who was smiling kindly at him. No one was clapping for him, not even the Slytherins now, and for a moment, Draco felt embarrassed in that awkward silence.
Someone suddenly clapped. Hermione had stood up and started applauding him, and in a moment everyone else had followed her lead and clapped for him.
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"What did you do that for?" Harry whispered in Hermione's ear.
"I felt sorry for him," Hermione replied.
"WHAT?" Ron spluttered. "You can't be serious Hermione, you really can't be . . ."
"I am," Hermione snapped. "Get over it Ron."
She stood up and left them both gaping after her. She headed to Professor Dumbledore, who stood at the front of the Hall, waiting for her and Draco. She saw Draco Malfoy making his way to the Headmaster as well, and wondered, again, what was wrong with him, and how Dumbledore had decided Draco would make a suitable Head Boy.
"As Head Boy and Girl, the two of you have the privilege of having your own common room and bathroom, and you will have your own separate bedrooms," the Headmaster said. "Your things have already been taken there, and the password to get in and out is "Fizzing Whizzbee". The two of you will work together to manage the Prefects and to keep order in the school. You have the power to docket points..." at this, he looked sternly at Malfoy, who looked a little surprised that the Headmaster was staring at him, "...but you mustn't abuse this power or I will strip you of your title. Is that clear?"
"Yes sir," Malfoy said.
"Yes Professor," Hermione said.
"Good. I'll show you to your rooms, then."
Pouting slightly, Draco followed the Headmaster, with Hermione lagging behind.
"What do you want?!" He snapped when he caught Hermione staring.
"Nothing," Hermione replied, and giving a dignified toss of her head, continued on, giving Draco a slight bump as she passed him.
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"Well, we all knew that Hermione would be Head Girl," Ron said to his best friend Harry, as they sat in the Gryffindor common room. "But...Malfoy?" He shook his head and sighed.
Harry said nothing. Hermione was right -- there was something different about Malfoy.
"Earth to Harry..."
"What?" Harry snapped. Ron, who had been waving his hand before Harry's eyes, instantly stopped as soon as he heard his friend speak.
"What's up with you Harry? You've been really quiet." Ron leaned back in his armchair and ate a chocolate frog, while Harry watched silently.
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a rather uneventful chapter, I know, I'll try and make the next chapter more interesting =D I know, so far it's been a bit predictable, but I promise, that'll change!