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Chapter 2; You What!! Everyone was seated at their respective house tables. The sorting had just finished and McGonagall was taking the Sorting Hat and three-legged stool back up to Dumbledore's office. Dumbledore stood up and raised an ancient hand. The hall quieted down immediately and he spoke in his usual slow but capturing voice.

"Welcome, whether it be new or returning students, it is lovely to see you all again. I do have a few start of year announcements to make however. I know that this is uncommon, but we have a returning Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher this year, due to popularity with students, professors and parents alike, I would like you all to welcome back Professor Lupin. He will be accompanied, this year, by him kind and faithful dog."

Everyone clapped deafeningly loudly. Lupin was a favourite among the students. Harry, Ron and Hermione looked up at the staff table and saw Remus Lupin sitting there and marvelled at how they had not spotted him before. Harry really wanted to go and talk to him and his godfather which was obviously the dog sitting next to Lupin on the floor. Dumbledore called for silence again.

"Thank you. Now onto the new prefects, they are Virginia Weasley, Jason Bones, Terry Chang and Julie Baddock." Each person stood as their name was called "They in turn will share a dormitory with the new Head Girl and Boy who are Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy"

Hermione stood but turned her head sharply to the Slytherin table when Malfoy's name was called. She blinked rapidly, that couldn't be him, could it? He had the same smirk and knowing look as Malfoy but where was the gel that used to slick back his hair. When did he get so tall and where did he get those muscles which were so clearly defined through the shirt he had on under his robes. She couldn't deny that he looked hot and by the look of it, he knew he did.

He shifted his eyes and looked directly at her, catching her staring at him and his smirk grew even more, his eyes as cold as ice, like they always were 'Yep that's definitely Malfoy, an extremely hot Malfoy' Hermione blushed deeply as she thought this and smacked herself mentally. She would have to share living quarters with him for a whole year? How would she survive? Well at least she had Ginny to talk to. It might be fun but then she thought of Malfoy and frowned.

Hermione tore her eyes away from his, realising that as she had been completely distracted, she had missed what Dumbledore had told them to do. 'Damn Malfoy!'

With Dumbledore's indication that the prefects and Head's return to their seats, Hermione swivelled in her seat and turned to Ginny "You didn't tell me that that" she pointed to the Slytherin table roughly "was Head boy!" She hissed.

Ginny just giggled "You think he's hot, don't you?"

Hermione reddened but continued anyway "Shut up Gin, you did it on purpose! And now we have to live with it and I'm not prepared. This takes hours of emotional anguish and getting used to."

Ginny giggled again. "Cool it Hermione. I tried to tell you remember, you wouldn't let me and anyway, I'm there too. If it gets so unbearable that you just need to get away before you end up chopping off one of him unmentionables, you can just come to me and we'll talk about fun ways of doing it. Oh and don't tell Harry I called him hot" She hissed.

Hermione was extremely put out and was counting to ten for the fifth time. "Fine" she growled "just tell me what Dumbledore told us to do because I was too busy seething to listen and I kinda missed it."

"Really?" A voice drawled behind her causing Hermione to stiffen "Mudblood Granger to preoccupied to even pay attention to the head? That's something I never thought I'd see."

Hermione spun around just in time to see Malfoy dodge and catch a fist that came at him from behind. "Bit slow Weasley. Don't even try it, you're no match for me." He hadn't even turned around to see if it was Ron, it was just so obvious that it was. It was also obvious that if it was a fight against the two of them, Malfoy would win. Even if Ron was taller, Malfoy was definitely stronger.

Malfoy spun around, glared at Ron and left with a "See you later Mudblood."

Hermione turned back around and put her head in her hands. Ginny put an arm around her. "Dumbledore told us to meet him outside of the portrait of the four houses on the 7th floor. I'm guessing that that is the entrance to our new dorms" She added in a whisper so that no one else could hear her.

Hermione nodded glumly and got up off the table, giving Ron and Harry a hug, and then heading out of the door with Ginny. "God Gin, I'm completely powerless whenever I'm near him. What's happening to me? I turned around to scold him, or in the least tell him to go and shove his head up his arse but it just wouldn't come."

Ginny looked at her friend sympathetically and led the way to the place they were sure to bump into the one and only Slytherin Prince again. "Don't worry Hermione, you were just caught off guard. He won't try anything and anyway, we're Gryffindors, we do not let dirty words like Mudblood hurt us. Remember that"

Hermione smiled at her "Him calling me that doesn't hurt me, it's so old and it never has. I was just so shocked that."

".He's so hot?" Ginny finished.

"No!" Hermione seemed outraged. "He could be anywhere you know? He might hear us so shut up. You are meant to be in a loving and long term relationship with the famous Harry Potter who is, might I remind you, one of my best friends."

Ginny smiled meekly and they came to a halt at the portrait where Professor Dumbledore, Draco, Jason, Terry and Julie were already waiting.

"Ah Girls" Dumbledore said, with a twinkle in his eyes "You're finally here, good. This is going to be your residence for the next year. Your house's are adjoined to the common room so it is quite easy to get there. You each have different bedrooms. Now all you have to do is think of a password. At the moment, it is 'Droobles' and you can change it at any time but to do so, you have to let the rest of the house know first or it is invalid. I think that is all. I will see you all for a meeting in a week."

With that, Dumbledore turned and left. Julie said the password and they all entered. Malfoy went straight up to his bedroom but the rest stayed downstairs so that they could get to know each other a little better.

The common room was really magnificent. The walls were a mixture of shimmering red, green, yellow and blue to represent the four houses. The four couches in front of the roaring fire were the four different colours. Hermione saw that the green and the red couch were together and groaned. The carpet was plush and all the furniture was antique. They each gasped as they took in their surroundings. Hermione was more pleased with the extensive rage of books they had in the bookcase on the far left of the room.

They each went to the respective couches and sat down. Hermione was a bit weary of talking to Julie because she was from Slytherin, she didn't want to start the conversation in case she did a Mlafoy, sneered at her and insulted her, even if Julie was younger. But she needn't have worried.

"Hi, I'm Julie Baddock, Malcolm Baddock's sister. He's a year younger than me."

Hermione turned to her, smiled and shook her hand. "Hermione Granger."

She was about to carry on but Julie stopped her. "Don't worry, I know who you are, everyone does. I know it can be a bit weary, talking to a Slytherin but we're not all the same" Julie said, correctly deciphering Hermione's previous reluctance to engage in conversation. "It's just Slytherin's reputation see? I don't care about blood or ability. It's what's inside." Julie smiled a genuine smile and Hermione instantly warmed to the girl. They carried on talking for a little while and Hermione thought again about how this might not be as bad as it had first seemed.

Ginny was sitting at the antique desk and writing a letter, most probably to her mum and dad. Terry and Jason had gone to bed but Malfoy had returned. Hermione looked up at him and scowled.

"Nice to see you too Mudblood."

"Get bent Malfoy!" Hermione spat. Her pervious paralysis gone, Ginny was obviously right.

Julie swivelled around and glared at him "Watch your language Draco. She hasn't done anything to you."

Malfoy rolled his eyes at her but didn't say anything mean to her. He obviously had a tiny amount of respect for people who came from his house. He walked away, up the stairs again.

"He didn't say anything mean to you?" Hermione enquired

"No, he doesn't normally behave like that anyway. I knew he wouldn't say anything"

"Oh thanks" She groaned "So what you mean is that he just has a personal vendetta against me? He bloody despises me"

Julie grinned weakly "I think it's just coz you're friends with Harry, I have nothing against him either, and inner demons"

Hermione frowned "Demons?"

"Just a theory."

"Great" She muttered "Just great"

A/n: That's the end of that chapter. I think we're getting somewhere. Well review please. And could people kindly not flame. Thank you.