Thanks to anyone who reviewed;) There is a very short sexual scene in here, but it wont go very far, that will be later on in the story. So don't get disappointed. Next update probably won't be until Friday or Saturday, I am going to a club tomorrow with some friends to see the Lost Prophets, never heard of them but my friend won tickets:P
"Mal... Malfoy!?!" "You're being forced to share a room with that nasty git?" "Can't you go to Professor McGonagall?" Harry and Ron both shouting out at once.
"I know, it's horrible. And Professor McGonagall was the one who gave us our orders. She told us we better get use to each other and call a truce." Hermione whined while burying her face in her hands. "Now I really hope to go to America for the semester."
"A room with Malfoy. Hermione if he ever tries anything you come get us! And you can still hang out with us in the Gryffindor common room. And yeah going to America would be awesome, as long as we go together. I would miss you to much if you left that long without me." Harry spoke softly, trying to solve his best friends problems one at a time. Malfoy I can't believe they would do this to her. He hated what would lye in front of his best friend, wishing he could cream Malfoy to a pulp. Knowing that was going on in his other best friends head as well. He watched Ron's face grow redder.
"We'll figure something out 'moine. Don't worry we won't let that low life ruin your last year here! Maybe we can ask if you can stay in the gryffindor dorm, or can have your own common room." Ron said as he was scrambling for ideas.
"You should have seen the smirk on his face when he opened the door showing he was head boy! I could of died." She thought back to the minutes before, Draco Malfoy standing there with a smirk on his face. His personality hadn't changed since first year, but he wasn't that little mousy boy he once was. His face was now softened and not pointy, his creamy skin now had a slight tan on it from summer, but only enough to give him some color. His icy bluish gray eyes, looked out from under his shaggy platinum hair. No longer slicked back but lay lose with a softness to it. He was now probably around 6'2 and same as Harry the years of quidditch had done him good making him rather muscular. He was hot and he knew he was. They had both stood there looking at each other, not knowing which face showed more hate. He had broken the silence just to comment on how he had no idea how a mudblood was head girl and he would have his father write to the school board about it. She had almost slapped him then but Professor McGonagall had arrived.
"Hermione?" Harry bought Hermione out of her thoughts. "I was asking what that prat said when he saw you were head girl."
"Oh, it was nothing, just Malfoy being Malfoy. I won't let him get to me. I will set down some rules, I am sure I can figure something out. Okay enough talk about him, lets talk about more pleasant things."
"Yeah I guess. Hey Ron how are the Chudley Cannons doing this year?" Harry asked as Hermione rolled her eyes.
"I was thinking more along the lines of what you guys did during the summer." She said before they could get into their quidditch conversation, which always bored her.
"I told you everything I did when I wrote you. Just hung out at the burrow and spent some time helping out at Fred and George's shop." Replied Ron who wanted to tell Harry about the latest quidditch game.
"And I was stuck at the Dursley's for most of the summer and then went to the borrow. Okay anyways, you were say Ron?"
She sighed, she loved them both to death, but it would be nice to have someone to talk to who wouldn't jump to the quidditch topic every time. "Well I had a very interesting summer in France. There is somethings I left out, I mean can't fit everything into a letter."
"Okay what haven't you told us, is there a book you forgot to tell us you read?" asked Ron jokingly which earned him a small slap on his shoulder, making Harry chuckle watching his two friends.
"I didn't stay in the room the whole time and read Ron." Hermione said with a roll of the eyes. "I told you I met a friend, Amber. And well she wasn't quite the bookworm type."
"Yeah, you said she had piercing everywhere, and liked to go to clubs. Did she influence our dear Hermione at all?" chuckled Harry.
"What are piercing anyways?" Ron asked, most wizards didn't have them, so Ron didn't quite know what they were.
"You know when girls poke a hole through their skin and wear jewelry in it." Harry replied, and chuckled noticing Ron's face.
"They poke holed through their skin!! Why?"
"Ron it a perfectly normal muggle trend. In fact even guys do it. I actually liked it a lot. But we are getting off the subject, I was going to tell you more about Am..." Hermione started before she was interrupted.
"'Mione tell me you didn't get one of those piercing things!" Ron stated eyeing his friend suspiciously.
"I don't think Hermione would get one, unless it was in her ears. You didn't get one did you?" Asked Harry uncertainly. With this Hermione blushed and began bitting her lips.
"It's no big deal. Honestly. Lots of people do it, and well, I got caught up in the moment." She managed to stutter out. Really it was no big deal, but she knew it was uncommon in the wizarding world, and her friends might not agree, but she liked it. She wasn't planning on showing them for awhile, but did it really matter?
"Where did you get it?" Harry asked.
Hermione blushing an even deeper red stood up and slowly lifted her shirt just a little above her navel to show a dangling belly button ring. Both boys gasped, this wasn't something they could see Hermione doing. Ron looked at it oddly, "Can I touch it?"
"Can you touch it? Why would you want to..." but before she could get the words out Ron had leaned over and felt it between his fingers. It was hard to tell who was blushing more Hermione or Ron. She could fell his soft fingers slowly touching the piercing, which sent a slight shiver through her body. She almost chuckled at his astonishment.
"Now when do I get a peep show." Sneered someone from the doorway.
Hermione hurryingly pulled her shirt back down, her red face deepening and Ron shot up. "Go away you prat!!"
"No need to get hostile. Sorry to interrupt this moment when filth and filthier get together. Quite disgusting actually. And Granger no one and I mean no one would want to see you with your shirt up." Draco said with a smirk.
Hermione grabbed Ron back who was about to lunge at Draco, "Do you need anything? If you don't would you move your ghastly figure away from this compartment!" She was getting angry, or maybe it was the fact that he had embarrassed her, which she didn't like. She looked into his heartless eyes, seeing the coldness of them, daring him to say something.
"Unfortunately, Professor McGonagall needs to see us one more time before we arrive at Hogwarts. You would think she had put me through enough torment, but being in a compartment with you twice, that is just pure evil." He gave a cold smirk.
"Malfoy we will be having a word with you later." Harry said while glaring at his nemesis.
"I know you want me Potter, but I just don't swing that way."
"Go on Malfoy, you said what you needed to say I will be there in a minute." Hermione said straightening herself up.
"I will gladly leave. I think you have had enough time to admire me." With one last smirk Malfoy was out the door.
"I wonder how that big head of his fit through the door." Harry said plopping himself back down on the seat.
"I swear I will teach him a lesson one of these days." Ron commented while glaring at the space Malfoy had been.
"Don't let him get you so worked up, he is not worth it. Well I will meet up with you guys later." With a quick wave goodbye Hermione left.
Just as he thought, the stupid mudblood was head girl. This will put a damper on things. He sighed and looked out the window. Having to live with her for a whole year, letting her breathe the same air as him. He shook his head. His only hope now was to get accepted in the exchange program. Away for a whole semester that is what he needed. New faces, new girls. Starting to get restless he walked out into the hallway and looked around. People were running back and forth to others compartments, reuniting with friends. He strolled up the aisle until he got to 4c. Before he could open the door himself it was pulled open and he was dragged inside.
As soon as he was in to lips had attached themselves to his. Pansy backed up a little with a big smile, "I knew you would come." as she sat down and patted the seat next to her. She pointed her wand at the door, "Fechamento." The door clicked locked, "I already put a silencing charm on." She gave him a wink.
He sighed as he looked at her, always the eager one. He went to her and cupped his hand around her neck pulling his face towards his firmly placing his lips on hers. She kissed him back hungrily opening her mouth to let his tongue slid in. She let out little moans that excited him as he began to kiss down her neck; his hands unbuttoned her blouse skillfully. Yes this is what he needed, to take his mind off that little mudblood. He began rubbing her breast and felt her nipples hardening at every stroke. She moaned as she tugged his shirt from his waistband and ran her hands up his back pulling him closer to her, into another deepening kiss. They broke apart both out of breath. Feeling him harden she took her hand and tugged at his zipper ready for him.
Checking the mirror one last time, making sure he looked okay he turned to leave.
"See we are so good together, just looking at you and ohhhh!" Pansy said quite pleased with herself, for having Draco once again.
"Whatever Pansy. You know this is the only good use I have for you." With that he turned and left. He had hoped that would of relieved some of his tension. He was hoping that was the cause of the tension, not being able to shag. He was mistaken, though it had help for a while, it wasn't relieved for long. He casually strolled down the hall, yelling now and then at the younger years goofing off.
"Mr. Malfoy, I was just about to come look for you and Miss Granger." Professor McGonagall said from behind him.
"Yes Professor?"
"I forgot to mention something to you could you please go look for Miss Granger and meet me back at the head compartment."
"Yes Professor." With a sigh he headed off to look for the gruesome three. Finally at the back of the train he saw the three in a conversation. And then to his shock he saw Granger stand up and what appeared to be that she was flashing them. With a smirk he moved closer and realized she was just showing them her belly button. What was on it? He had to admit whatever it was, it was sexy. Her skin tanned and soft looking, it was rather hot. Wait that mudblood isn't hot! He strolled in before he could think anymore and gave her the message and headed back to the head compartment.
Hermione entered the compartment to find a smug Malfoy and Professor McGonagall waiting. McGonagall pointed to a seat next to Malfoy, which she hesitantly took.
"I have forgotten to mention something to you two earlier, you are not the first two that have made head boy and girl who have hated each other. So hear this warning first sign of trouble I see between you two, I will intervene, with a method that has helped before." She said with a small smile thinking back to James and Lily. "Do we have an understanding?" With a murmured of yes from the two students she went on. "Also we will be having another going away slash welcome back students dance in two weeks, like we started last year. You two will have to plan it, you can get the prefects to help if you like. With that said I will leave you two alone."
After McGonagall had left the compartment, Draco let out an exasperated sigh.
"What's wrong with you, you have no reason to complain." An irritated Hermione complained.
"I have no reason! I am being forced to corporate with a Mudblood."
Taking a deep breathe so as to not shout, "Malfoy whether we like it or not we will be working together. Can't we call a truce? We are going to be living together and have to get use to being around each other without name callings and glares."
Thinking it over Malfoy put a smirk, "Alright, truce while we are in private, public is open field." He said holding out his hand.
"Private? We are suppose to have a united front you prick."
"Bite your tongue. Fine we'll do it your way." Holding out his hand once again.
"Good." She hesitantly put out her hand but before she got to his he yanked it back,
"I do not make deals with mudbloods." He stood up and left leaving Hermione glaring, this was going to be one long year.
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