Hey! Thanks for all of the reviews so far. I would have updated sooner, but we had finals and such. Well now that it's summer, I'll be writing much more. Now, because I made y'all wait so long, I'm giving you two chapters. I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter characters. Sad I know, but I do own Gabriella!

Hermione's POV

For once we were actually half an hour early getting to King's Cross Station. I'm glad though, because we'll have plenty of time to find our friends plus have time to load onto the train.

"So, Mione. We were thinking about how you and Malfoy have to put up with each other all year. Well, if he calls you any names of the sort, just tell us and we'll give him the ol' one, two." Ron said. Neither of the guys were too happy about the whole Draco and I situation.

"Thanks guys, but I won't need your help. I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself." I said in defense. After that we sat in silence until the boys started playing exploding snaps. When the train started moving I got up and told them I was heading to the Head's compartment, as we had to talk to Professor McGonagall. When I got there, Draco was already sitting in the seat by the window. This compartment was considerably larger than all of the other's I had been in.

"Hi Draco," I said.

"Why did you just call me Draco, Granger?"

Oh my gosh, I completely forgot I was Hermione! "Well I just figured," I said hoping he couldn't tell I was trying to cover up a mistake, "that since we will be working together this year we should form a truce." He looked as though he was thinking about it.

"Okay, but only because it helps me look good in front of the teachers." He finally said.

It wasn't the truce that I was hoping for, but it still counts.

"I can't believe it's our last year, can you?" I said trying to make conversation.

"Yes."

"Oh, come on! You can't possibly mean that you're not going to miss all of your friends, and getting into trouble. Aren't you the least bit nervous about having to start your job. Getting out of your parents house and such?"

"What friends? I don't get into trouble, and my life is already planned out for me!"

"You don't mean to tell me that you, King of the Slytherin's, you of all people, don't have any friends?"

"Why do you care anyway?"

"Because I just do. I'm just fascinated that someone like you wouldn't have any friends."

"Well Crabbe and Goyle are too stupid to realize that they're stupid, and Pansy... well she's a slut and I hate her, no matter what she's said about us, I'd never do her."

"Okay, I'll give you those ones, but what about Blaise? I always thought you guys were really good friends."

"Well, okay, maybe I have one friend. But he doesn't really count because we're going to see each other a lot after school."

"Oh, yeah I suppose that's right. I forgot about the whole deatheater thing." I said softly not wanting to hit a nerve.

"Well, actually, I'm not going to be a deatheater. Voldemort just doesn't know it yet. I don't like what he stands for, the whole killing innocent people just doesn't float with me. I'm not saying that I'd rather Harry win, because I'd probably die if he did. I don't know, it's kind of confusing, it's just the way I was brought up I guess." Draco said in a unsure tone.

"Oh, well I suppose I have the same views, with Voldemort killing innocent people. I hate that my parents did it. I could never be like them."

"Wait just a minute! You're a mudblood, what are you talking about?"

"What have I told you about calling me a mudblood, Malfoy?"

"Well, it seems like the name fits, seeing as where your parents are muggles."

"No they aren't! How come you won't listen, I told you that I'm not a mudblood." I said coolly, it really bugs me when people don't listen. "Doesn't your father know you don't want to be a deatheater then? I mean I didn't think you hated them that much."

"I don't hate them, just what they stand for. Anyway, I've got a girl at home. Well, actually she's here, but no one really knows who she is." He laughed at this.

"Awwwwww, that's so cute. You care for m-uh her that much." I almost said me, but hopefully he didn't notice the pause.

Just then Professor McGonagall opened the compartment door. "Good day Mr. Malfoy, Miss Granger." She said with a slight nod of her head at the mentioning of our names.

"Good day Professor." We both said at once.

"As you are both heads this year there will be a lot of responsibilities. You two will have to work together to plan dances, parties, holidays, Hogsmeade trips, and more. You two will have to room together in the same dorm this year. We are trying to promote inter house relationships and we figured that we should start with you two. I suggest you make a truce and put whatever past you've had behind you, because if I get wind that the Head boy and Girl are fighting there will be new Heads. I don't want to have to do that to either of you. You both have worked very hard to get Head positions." McGonagall said knowingly.

"It's already done Professor, a truce I mean. You don't have to worry about any problems this year." Draco quickly said.

"Well thank you Mr. Malfoy. You may go back to your own compartment now. Miss Granger might I have a word with you before you return to your compartment?"

"Sure." I said thinking it might have to do with the order, or Harry. As soon as Draco was out of the compartment Professor McGonagall said, "We have information that the Lestrange daughter is here at Hogwarts. We need you to keep a look out and make sure nothing happens to Harry."

"Okay professor, but why me? Why not Ron or someone who will be with him more?"

"Because you are the most responsible person for this job. The headmaster picked you."

"Okay, do we know who she is?"

"No, we know that she is a student here and always has been, she's in her seventh year, but other than that, she is very well protected." She said. "Be alert Miss Granger, tell us straight away if you suspect anyone."

Well this should be easy, I thought as I left the compartment. All I have to do is not harm Harry."

Draco's POV

"Well thank you Mr. Malfoy. You may go back to your own compartment now. Miss Granger might I have a word with you before you return to your compartment?"

"Sure." She said. It sounded like she knew what McGonagall was talking about. That would've been interesting to hear. I walked out of the compartment and ran into Blaise. No, I literally ran into him and we were both knocked to the floor.

"Sorry, what was that about?" I asked as we got up.

"Oh just coming to find you, I need to tell you something." Blaise mentioned.

"Okay, what's up?" I asked intrigued.

"Well it's not as bad as you'd think, but Pansy, well, she's spreading rumors that we all got the mark over the summer."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT'S NOT AS BAD AS I THIN-" Just as I was yelling Gran- I mean Hermione walked out of the Head compartment. "Uh, hi Hermione."

"Umm, Hi Draco, Blaise. What's all the shouting about?"

"You just called me Blaise, Mudblood. Don't you know you should have some respect for me?!?" Blaise asked in disbelief.

"Blaise, she's not a mudblood," I could see the disbelief in his eyes. "Her parents are Wizards/Witches, you know, as in not muggles?"

"Oh yeah? Whose your mum and dad?" Blaise asked in a smart alec tone.

"Why should I tell you?" Hermione challenged, so I stepped in.

"Because I want to know too. I think we both deserve to know, actually."

"Uh, whatever." She said and then pushed Blaise an I out of her way and exited the compartment. No doubt to find her supposed friends.