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Chapter 4

The names were now being called and soon it was Mark's turn. He walked up to the hat and put it on his head. It yelled Gryffindor, James was also sorted into Gryffindor. Next it was Izzy's turn as expected she was sorted into Ravenclaw, while Serena was sorted into Gryffindor along with Mark and James. Finally it was Ivy's turn, she smirked while she walked up to where the sorting hat was she sat on the stool and put on the sorting hat.

After a few seconds the sorting hat shouted, "Gryffindor!"

The Gryffindor table was erupted into a huge applause, but Ivy was deaf to the noise. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion. How could she have been sorted into Gryffindor? Unlike Serena she had always been the cunning one, the one with all the ambition. What had went wrong?

Professor McGonagall had a concerned look on her face, "Miss Macer, you can take your seat now."

Ivy nodded and walked down the aisle towards the Gryffindor table. She sat down next to Serena and buried her head in her arms. She could feel a headache coming on and did not want to stay here any longer then she needed to.

Draco had been watching from the Slytherin table and saw Ivy get sorted into Gryffindor. Although his face didn't show it he was filled with silent rage. Who gave the hat the right to take his only friend he's ever had away from him. Ah yes...it was the founding fathers and mothers of Hogwarts that let the idiotic hat decide who would go into which house. Well, I have a few things to tell them in the afterlife.

'I can't be seen being friends with a Gryffindor I have my pride,' thought Draco.

'Who cares if you're friends with her everyone fears you too much to object,' piped the other voice in his mind.

'Shut up! No one asked for your opinion...but you do have a point. I'll have to think about this a bit more,' Draco thought.

During Draco's inner struggle the last student, Susan Elddir was sorted into Gryffindor. The plates filled with an assortment of foods and the goblets filled with sweet pumpkin juice.

Hermione wrinkled her nose. "Ron, honestly, you're not an animal. Chew your food before your swallow. You're going to make yourself sick."

After Hermione's comment Ron's plate was soon empty and it soon replenished itself of its original contents. Ron glanced at Hermione. "Sorry Mione, I'm just really hungry."

Harry tried to smother his laughter. "Mate, you're always hungry."

Hermione looked up at the ceiling, this would be the last beginning of the year feast for her at Hogwarts as a student. She wanted to savor this moment for as long as possible. Tonight the ceiling was enchanted to look like a star filled sky. Content she listened to her friends' conversations.

"Serena, who's your friend?" Asked Ginny.

Mark opened his mouth and started to answer, "That's Serena's sis-"

James covered Mark's mouth before he could blow their cover. All the while receiving suspicious looks from their parents. "Mark, you shouldn't talk with your mouth full."

Serena glared at Mark for a second and said, "Her name's Ivy and she's a childhood friend of mine. Right Ivy?"

"Huh?" Ivy looked up and continued, "Yes, we go way back. Who are you guys, wait never mind. You don't need to introduce yourselves you must be Harry Potter. I don't need to ask who you are red hair and a hand-me-down robe. You must be a Weasley." (A/N Sorry couldn't help myself. Anyone who can guess where this line came from gets a cookie. )

"What's her problem?" mumbled Ron to Harry.

Harry shrugged. "Don't know. Maybe she's stressed out or something. Although there is this feeling of déjà vu that I had after she spoke. I can't really recall where I've heard it.

When the feast was over, Dumbledore addressed his students, "Now that we are all fed and content. Will the house prefects lead the students to their proper dormitories? Ah yes, and will Miss Granger and Mr. Malfoy come to my office?"

"Bye guys I'll see you in the common room later," Said Hermione as she waved her friends off. "Oh, Harry, wait a second. Look Ginny did not cheat on you. It was all Malfoy's plot to make you vulnerable to Voldemort. Go and apologize ok?"

Harry frowned. "Really?"

"Yes, now go and apologize. If you don't I'll be very disappointed in you," Said Hermione.

Hermione waited until everyone got out of the Hall. She didn't especially like the idea of being trampled by the student body on the first day of school. She watched the last student with their billowing black robes leave and started to head out of the Great Hall.

She was walking down the now empty corridor when a person behind her stopped her. While she turned around to face the person she brandished her wand, but when she saw whom it was she slowly put it back in the inner pocket of her robe. "Well what is it?" she asked.

Draco wouldn't look straight at Hermione and continued to stare at the ground.

She was growing impatient at Draco's silence and remarked, "I know the floor is very interesting to look at, but can you manage to answer my question. Or are you incapable of that with your one brain cell?"

Draco glared at her and mumbled, "Do you know where Dumbledore's office is?"

Hermione leaned in a bit closer. "Sorry, didn't quite catch that."

"I said do you know where Dumbledore's office is?"

Hermione couldn't hide her amusement and burst out laughing. "This is what you wanted to ask me? I thought it might have been something serious."

"Shut up mudblood. Are you going to take me there or not?"

"Of course, follow me." They headed to the second floor and stopped in front of a gargoyle statue. Hermione forgot that she didn't know the password. She thought maybe she could go to Gryffindor tower and get the Marauder's Map. She dismissed that idea immediately she didn't know the password to get to her common room either.

Draco started to speak with a smirk, "If I had known you had wanted to led me to some secluded area I wouldn't have bothered to come. I know it is hard to resist me, but really Granger I would have thought you would be more rational."

Hermione retrained her urge to slap him behind his head. "Malfoy, I don't know if this will get through your bloated head, but I'm not interested in you. Besides, I just don't know what the password to get the statue to move."

"Fine Granger, keep on denying it," Said Draco nonchalantly.

"Argh, your impossible!"

For the next half hour they went through what seemed like over a hundred passwords, starting from fizzing wisbees and sugar quills to butter beer and gilly water.

Hermione gave out an exasperated sigh. "This is ridiculous, I mean what other kind of snack is there in the wizarding world. I mean the Professor won't know about muggle candy like starbursts..."

The statue sprang to life and in its place was a spiral staircase. The two climbed up the stairs and down the hallway in silence until they saw the Professor sitting at his desk.

"I was wondering when the two of you would drop by." Dumbledore said his eyes full of amusement. "The reason I called you down was to tell you about your Head duties. As you know, you will still need to patrol the halls and expected to organize the events that will be held this year. I also wanted to wish you both good luck."

"Thank you Professor, may we leave now?" questioned Hermione.

"Yes of course, but wouldn't you like to know where you will be sleeping?" replied the Professor.

Both Hermione and Draco spun around so fast that they might have burned a hole in the floor, "Excuse me?" they both exclaimed.

"You may not have been informed, but the heads get to have a separate rooms from their other peers," Said the Professor, while wiping his glasses.

Although they would rather not live together, having their own room sounded tempting. This would give Draco a chance to stay away from Pansy, while Hermione was happy that she would finally get some peace.

With this new resolve they had agreed to sleep in their separate dorms. The Professor gave them a map to follow. After going from corridor to corridor they reached a painting with a picture of a timeturner on a golden chain. A girl holding a mirror stepped out from behind the timeturner in the painting and asked, "Password?"

They looked down at the map once again; in the bubble it said to say the password of their choosing together. Draco was suggesting passwords like Mudblood or Granger is ignorant. On the other hand, Hermione was suggesting passwords like Ferret-face and Malfoy the pompous jerk. They finally decided on Silver and Scarlet.

The girl in the painting nodded and the portrait swung open. As they walked inside they both were stunned at the magnificent detail in the common room. There was a warm crackling fire with comfy looking armchairs around it. Two elegantly carved tables in the middle of the room with a green and gold bordered tablecloth on each. There was a soft warm rug under their feet tempting them to take off their shoes and walk on it barefoot. Finally, there were three doors two of which had their house animals on.

Draco was first to snap out of his reverie. "Well, Granger I'm heading to my room now. Since I am so kind I will warn you now, don't come to my room if you value your life that is."

As Draco walked away Hermione rolled her eyes wondering how someone could be so arrogant and what gave him even the faintest idea to why she would want to go and see him. She also decided to head to her room. The door, which had the Gryffindor lion on it. Thinking how typical it was of Malfoy to choose the door with the serpent.

Before she walked in her room she was expecting a room that was as extravagant as the common room. However, when she opened the door to a room that screamed Hermione Granger. There was a large bookcase full of muggle and wizard literature and a small couch to curl up on. Everything in the room was quaint and practical. If there was anything in the room that was not ordinary was the ceiling. Like the Great Hall, her room's ceiling was charmed to change depending on her mood. Right now it showed the same starry night as the one in the Great Hall.

She unpacked and sat on her bed thinking about how content she is about her room she was struck with a thought. There was only one bathroom and knowing Malfoy if he got in first he would spend hours upon hours in there. So she ran out of her room and headed towards the bathroom only to be stopped by the sight of none other then Draco Malfoy.

Unfortunately for Hermione, the same thought had occurred to Draco only seconds before. He said, "Granger, I believe that I should be first seeing as how you're second in coming here. Besides, no matter how much you wash yourself, you can't get rid of your mudblood germs."

With that Draco gave her the Malfoy trademark smirk and walked into the bathroom. Only to be shouting minutes later, "Granger! I demand to know what you did to me."

Draco walked out looking the same as he did before, except he had green polka dots all over his body. Not to mention that his hair was orange and looked as if it had not been washed in over a month.

Hermione gave an innocent smile. "I have no idea what you mean. What did you do to yourself anyway? You have green polka dots all over you, but since you're out of the shower I'm guessing you're done. I'm going to use the bathroom now. Sweet dreams."

As soon as she got inside she cast a barrier around the bathroom so that Draco couldn't curse her. Whilst outside, Draco was seething in anger and frustration. As he walked back to his room he said, "You may have won the battle, but you have yet to win the war."

A/N: I am sorry this chapter was out so late. After the last chapter I had a band competition to go to and then I had to study for finals. I'm writing and posting this on my last day of finals so it may sound a bit choppy or poorly written. Then again my writing is always like that. Yay! For summer vacation and because of that there will be more frequent updates. As always don't forget to read and review.