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Chapter 2: No More Mudblood and Ferret Boy?
After Hermione, Harry, Ron, and Ginny had all told their summers, Hermione told them that she was Head Girl.
"Congratulations Hermione!" Ginny cried, giving her a hug.
"Way to go!" Harry said, smiling, and giving her a high-five.
Ron was about to ask who was Head Boy, when the compartment door slid open. Everyone looked up the silvery-blonde hair of Draco Malfoy.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Ron asked irritably.
Everyone else just glared at him.
"Hermione, come on, Mrs. McGonagall needs to see us about our Head duties," Malfoy said to Hermione, giving annoyed glares to the rest of them.
"You're....you're...you're Head Boy?" Hermione stuttered.
Draco smirked the Malfoy smirk and nodded.
Hermione sighed a really big and deep sigh. All of them looked shocked except for Malfoy, who just stood there with that smirk on his face.
Slowly Hermione stood up and turned around when she reached the compartment door. Ginny was gaping and Harry and Ron had angry, mean, glares on their faces.
Hermione looked up at Malfoy's smirking face, sighed again, and walked around him, heading to McGonagall's car.
"Ah, hello Miss Granger," Professor McGonagall said, standing behind her desk. She had not changed much through the years, still wearing a dark, green dress and hat. "How was your summer?" she inquired, giving Hermione a hug.
"Great!" Hermione said, smiling, and sitting down in one of the dark green plush chairs in front of McGonagall's desk. Malfoy walked in a few seconds later, acting like he was king of the world (which in his mind, he was.)
"Ah, Mister Malfoy, thank you for joining us," McGonagall said, her face with no emotion. Malfoy nodded and sat down next to Hermione.
"Well," McGonagall started, "I must say congratulations on making Head Boy and Girl, and as you know this is a wonderful honor." Hermione smiled and Draco rolled his eyes.
The Professor continued, "As you know, this honor requires many duties that you have to do, as well." Hermione and Draco nodded.
"First off, you will coordinate the dances and special feasts. Every night you shall patrol the corridors for students that need to be in the bed. You are also able to deduct house points, but if you abuse this privilege, then you will loose it." McGonagall said, sternly, looking mostly at Draco. Hermione held back a laugh.
"You are also in charge of scheduling the Prefect's night shifts and if you would try to be civilized around each other that would be very much appreciated. You two will be working together the whole school year, so I suggest staying on a first-name basis and not making rude comments to each other," McGonagall stopped, making sure that they both comprehended what she said.
"As soon as the first feast is over, if you two will stay behind so I can show you to your dormitories. Until the train arrives, you two shall patrol the hallways. You two will ride the Head Carriage to Hogwarts, and then you both shall go sit at your house tables. Are there any questions?"
Hermione spoke up, "Um, just making sure I heard you correctly, we have to share a dormitory?"
"You heard correct, Miss Granger. If that is the only question, then I suggest you two go patrol the hallways."
Hermione and Draco stood, Draco leading the way out of McGonagall's car.
Suddenly, Draco turned around, catching Hermione by surprise. "You heard correct that you get to share a dormitory with the hottest guy in the whole school, huh? Guess you're excited," Draco said, smirking.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not exactly 'looking forward to' sharing a dormitory with a 'ferret boy' like you," Hermione spat, walking around him.
"I should have know that Mudbloods only keep their true feelings inside," Draco said, still smirking.
Hermione sighed an now-angry sigh and rolled her eyes, trying not to loose her temper. She straightened up, shook her head, and kept walking. Draco watched her intently. He knew she didn't like him at all, but it was fun to tease her as if she did. He smirked and started patrolling the hallways.
Hermione sighed as she saw Draco waiting for her at the Head Carriage. She had already told Harry, Ron, Ginny, and all the rest of her friends that she had to ride with Malf—Draco. They all felt her annoyance as she walked over to the Head Carriage, pretending like she did not see or care about Malf—Draco waiting to help her in. She knew that he was asked to because she had seen McGonagall tell him something that he didn't like right as she saw him start to get in the carriage. He had sighed and stepped back down and waited. As soon as she walked up, Draco looked at McGonagall with a pleading look. McGonagall nodded sternly, and Draco sighed. He grabbed Hermione's hand and pushed her in the carriage. Hermione, not expecting Malf—Draco to push her in the carriage, ended up on the floor of the carriage, looking not-to- happy. Draco held back his burst of laughter and quickly got in the carriage.
Harry and Ron had seen the whole thing, and they were looking-not-so-happy either. Ginny sighed and rolled her eyes. "You guys, Hermione's a big girl, she can take care of herself."
"Yeah, but did you see what Malfoy did—"
"Yes, Ron I did, but she can stand up for herself," Ginny got into the carriage that held Neville, Dean, Seamus, Lavender, and Parvati. Harry and Ron followed.
"What was that for?" Hermione cried, as she started to get up from the floor, but being knocked back down as the carriage started to move.
Draco smirked and then laughed. "McGonagall said I had to help you into the carriage, but she didn't say I couldn't shove you into it."
Hermione rolled her eyes and sat down next to the window and looked at Draco on the other side of the seat, staring out the other window.
"See I told you," Draco said turning to look at Hermione.
"Told me what?" Hermione asked, getting annoyed.
"That you are excited about getting to share a dorm with the hottest guy in school," Draco said, smirking.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "And what would make you think that?"
"You were staring at me."
Hermione felt her face turn a light shade of pink. "Me? Stare at a ferret boy? Yeah right, fat chance."
Draco smirked and turned to once again look out the window.
Hermione thought about what he said. Was she really getting to like Malf—Draco? No! This was the guy who has made her life hell for the last six years. She couldn't possibly like him!!! Or could she?
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Chapter 2: No More Mudblood and Ferret Boy?
After Hermione, Harry, Ron, and Ginny had all told their summers, Hermione told them that she was Head Girl.
"Congratulations Hermione!" Ginny cried, giving her a hug.
"Way to go!" Harry said, smiling, and giving her a high-five.
Ron was about to ask who was Head Boy, when the compartment door slid open. Everyone looked up the silvery-blonde hair of Draco Malfoy.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Ron asked irritably.
Everyone else just glared at him.
"Hermione, come on, Mrs. McGonagall needs to see us about our Head duties," Malfoy said to Hermione, giving annoyed glares to the rest of them.
"You're....you're...you're Head Boy?" Hermione stuttered.
Draco smirked the Malfoy smirk and nodded.
Hermione sighed a really big and deep sigh. All of them looked shocked except for Malfoy, who just stood there with that smirk on his face.
Slowly Hermione stood up and turned around when she reached the compartment door. Ginny was gaping and Harry and Ron had angry, mean, glares on their faces.
Hermione looked up at Malfoy's smirking face, sighed again, and walked around him, heading to McGonagall's car.
"Ah, hello Miss Granger," Professor McGonagall said, standing behind her desk. She had not changed much through the years, still wearing a dark, green dress and hat. "How was your summer?" she inquired, giving Hermione a hug.
"Great!" Hermione said, smiling, and sitting down in one of the dark green plush chairs in front of McGonagall's desk. Malfoy walked in a few seconds later, acting like he was king of the world (which in his mind, he was.)
"Ah, Mister Malfoy, thank you for joining us," McGonagall said, her face with no emotion. Malfoy nodded and sat down next to Hermione.
"Well," McGonagall started, "I must say congratulations on making Head Boy and Girl, and as you know this is a wonderful honor." Hermione smiled and Draco rolled his eyes.
The Professor continued, "As you know, this honor requires many duties that you have to do, as well." Hermione and Draco nodded.
"First off, you will coordinate the dances and special feasts. Every night you shall patrol the corridors for students that need to be in the bed. You are also able to deduct house points, but if you abuse this privilege, then you will loose it." McGonagall said, sternly, looking mostly at Draco. Hermione held back a laugh.
"You are also in charge of scheduling the Prefect's night shifts and if you would try to be civilized around each other that would be very much appreciated. You two will be working together the whole school year, so I suggest staying on a first-name basis and not making rude comments to each other," McGonagall stopped, making sure that they both comprehended what she said.
"As soon as the first feast is over, if you two will stay behind so I can show you to your dormitories. Until the train arrives, you two shall patrol the hallways. You two will ride the Head Carriage to Hogwarts, and then you both shall go sit at your house tables. Are there any questions?"
Hermione spoke up, "Um, just making sure I heard you correctly, we have to share a dormitory?"
"You heard correct, Miss Granger. If that is the only question, then I suggest you two go patrol the hallways."
Hermione and Draco stood, Draco leading the way out of McGonagall's car.
Suddenly, Draco turned around, catching Hermione by surprise. "You heard correct that you get to share a dormitory with the hottest guy in the whole school, huh? Guess you're excited," Draco said, smirking.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not exactly 'looking forward to' sharing a dormitory with a 'ferret boy' like you," Hermione spat, walking around him.
"I should have know that Mudbloods only keep their true feelings inside," Draco said, still smirking.
Hermione sighed an now-angry sigh and rolled her eyes, trying not to loose her temper. She straightened up, shook her head, and kept walking. Draco watched her intently. He knew she didn't like him at all, but it was fun to tease her as if she did. He smirked and started patrolling the hallways.
Hermione sighed as she saw Draco waiting for her at the Head Carriage. She had already told Harry, Ron, Ginny, and all the rest of her friends that she had to ride with Malf—Draco. They all felt her annoyance as she walked over to the Head Carriage, pretending like she did not see or care about Malf—Draco waiting to help her in. She knew that he was asked to because she had seen McGonagall tell him something that he didn't like right as she saw him start to get in the carriage. He had sighed and stepped back down and waited. As soon as she walked up, Draco looked at McGonagall with a pleading look. McGonagall nodded sternly, and Draco sighed. He grabbed Hermione's hand and pushed her in the carriage. Hermione, not expecting Malf—Draco to push her in the carriage, ended up on the floor of the carriage, looking not-to- happy. Draco held back his burst of laughter and quickly got in the carriage.
Harry and Ron had seen the whole thing, and they were looking-not-so-happy either. Ginny sighed and rolled her eyes. "You guys, Hermione's a big girl, she can take care of herself."
"Yeah, but did you see what Malfoy did—"
"Yes, Ron I did, but she can stand up for herself," Ginny got into the carriage that held Neville, Dean, Seamus, Lavender, and Parvati. Harry and Ron followed.
"What was that for?" Hermione cried, as she started to get up from the floor, but being knocked back down as the carriage started to move.
Draco smirked and then laughed. "McGonagall said I had to help you into the carriage, but she didn't say I couldn't shove you into it."
Hermione rolled her eyes and sat down next to the window and looked at Draco on the other side of the seat, staring out the other window.
"See I told you," Draco said turning to look at Hermione.
"Told me what?" Hermione asked, getting annoyed.
"That you are excited about getting to share a dorm with the hottest guy in school," Draco said, smirking.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "And what would make you think that?"
"You were staring at me."
Hermione felt her face turn a light shade of pink. "Me? Stare at a ferret boy? Yeah right, fat chance."
Draco smirked and turned to once again look out the window.
Hermione thought about what he said. Was she really getting to like Malf—Draco? No! This was the guy who has made her life hell for the last six years. She couldn't possibly like him!!! Or could she?
A/N: Hey! Thanx for reading! Pleez REVIEWThe next chapter will be up by tomorrow!!!