Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Warnings: Scenes of a sexual nature

Spoilers:SS/PS, CoS, PoA, GoF, OoTP

Summary: Before starting his 7th year of Hogwarts, Draco is given the challenge of ridding Voldemort of Harry Potter in order to join the Death Eaters. What unexpected surprises does his plan hold? DMHG

In the Eyes of the Enemy- Chapter Five Sorting Song

"Welcome to another fine year at Hogwarts, students. I trust you all had enjoyable summers away, but we are glad to see that all of you have returned to us safely this year." Dumbledore glanced around the room giving a broad smile to all the students seated at their respective tables. As he was about to continue, the door of the Great Hall opened. In sauntered a smirking Draco Malfoy and a stumbling, flustered looking Hermione Granger. Dumbledore peered over the top of his half-moon spectacles, eyes twinkling, and asked, "Mr. Malfoy and Miss Granger, have Hagrid and the first years arrived yet?"

Straightening her robes and herself, Hermione replied, "They are right behind us, sir." Dumbledore nodded and motioned for them to be seated.

As quickly as they vacated the spot in front of the door, Professor McGonagall peered inside and announced to the Headmaster and waiting students, "We're ready."

Dumbledore cheerfully replied, "Then by all means show them in."

Down the center of the Great Hall whisked Professor McGonagall followed by a wave of diminutive first years, shaking and nervous.

Hermione whispered to Harry and Ron, who sat on either side of her, "Can you believe this is the last sorting we will ever see as Hogwarts students."

Harry whispered back, "I can't believe I was ever that small."

Ron quickly noted, "I remember being so afraid I wouldn't get into Gryffindor, I was so scared just like them, and now I can't image being in any other house."

Hermione grasped her two best friends' hands in hers and smiled, "We've come a long way, haven't we."

The three turned their attentions to the front of the hall where the sorting hat was about to begin its song.

Oh listen up little ones to what I have to say

You've come here to these hallowed halls to try and find your way You'll learn and love and all of that within this place you stay I'll sort you out and all apart on this most fateful day

When you learn which way your heart will turn and make you sway

The Slytherins, a pesky lot, are cold as ice inside

But should you melt the glacier there a paradise you'll find

For in their hearts burns love eternal should you free it from the rock in which they hide

In Ravenclaw those with a thirst for learning, find their passions too run deep

To free them from the books they crave the victory you'll reap

Is of a partner who will spend their nights depriving you of sleep

In Hufflepuff love comes and goes as easily lost as sought

For in their hearts are whimsy and the idea of lifetime commitments for to be fought

And for you to change them from their merry ways, will in the end be for naught

Last but not least there's Gryffindor the fiercest of the bunch

For in them love springs eternal and flows through everything they touch

But should they find they've been misused your liable to be lunch

For each house has its virtues that cannot be denied

Come here and have a seat before and I will tell you where your heart resides

A bit of a chuckle passed through the hall at the hat's new song. The laughter was quelled by a stern look from Professor McGonagall who began to call out the names of the new students, who then came up one by one to be sorted. Cheers rang out at each of the tables, as each new student was welcomed into their fold.

With the sorting done Dumbledore began his beginning of term announcements. "Settle down, settle down. First off, welcome to Hogwarts for those of you who are just joining us this year. My name is Albus Dumbledore, your headmaster, and the beautiful woman to my right is Minerva McGonagall, your transfiguration teacher as well as the assistant headmaster of this fine institution. Your other professors this year will be Severus Snape teaching potions, Pamona Sprout teaching herbology, Filius Flitwick teaching charms, Sibyll Trelawney teaching divinations, Rubeus Hagrid teaching care of magical creatures, Rolanda Hooch teaching flying lessons, Professor Binns teaching history of magic, Professor Vector teaching arithmancy, Kingsley Shacklebolt teaching defense against the dark arts." Shacklebolt had joined the Hogwarts teaching staff the previous year. After Sirius's death in the ministry, Shacklebolt was no longer needed to cover his tracks so Dumbledore offered him the defense against the dark arts position to replace Dolores Umbridge. "New to our staff this year will be Arabella Figg, teaching muggle studies. Professor Figg has spent many years living and dealing with muggles. We are very lucky to have her joining us this year. I also have several other important announcements. This year, as every year, I must remind all students the Forbidden Forest is just that, forbidden." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as he looked toward the Gryffindor table. "Also this year we will be renovating the Quidditch pitch so no matches will be held until after New Years." Groans were heard throughout the hall but Dumbledore motioned for quiet and continued. "I know this news is upsetting for many of you but I assure you the results will be well worth the wait. For those of you on house teams you will be able to use the current pitch for the next three weeks, but after that a temporary pitch will be set up. Captains please see Madame Hooch to arrange practice times. Last but not least, for those you that have not already heard, your Head Girl this year is Gryffindor's, Hermione Granger, and your Head Boy is Slytherin's, Draco Malfoy. In the absence of a professor they have full authority to hand out punishments. They are also your student representatives, so any concerns you have about the school should be brought to their attention or to the attention of your house prefects."

Dumbledore smiled and with a flick of his wand the tables filled with food. "Now lets eat."

After dinner Ron noticed Hermione walking away from the group of Gryffindors he was trying to herd to the Gryffindor tower. Ron called out, "Hermione, aren't you coming?"

Hermione shook her head and told Ron, "No, Dumbledore needs to speak to Malfoy and me about our new arrangements."

With a look of confusion Ron asked, "What arrangements?"

This was not a conversation Hermione wanted to have with Ron in the middle of the hall, especially knowing his temper. She was a bit surprised, since he had older brothers who had been Head Boy, that he was not aware of the change in dormitories for the Head Boy and Girl. "Ron, the Head Boy and Girl share quarters beside the Prefects meeting room. Haven't you ever noticed the sign that says, Heads?"

Ron cast a look down at the floor and replied, "Yes, but I thought it was a bathroom and could never understand why the door was always locked just when I needed it."

Hermione held her hand up to her mouth to stifle a giggle. "No, Ron, that is the door that leads to the Head Boy and Girl's quarters so that they are available to prefects from all houses and faculty that may need to speak with them."

With a look of dejection he mumbled, "So you won't be in Gryffindor anymore."

Hermione shook her head, "No, not physically, but it is still my house and I can go to the common room anytime I want and you can come to mine. Harry and Ginny too! He'll just need to be with one of you to get into the prefects quarters. Speaking of Harry, you better save him, the first years are all asking for his autograph, and Collin won't stop taking photos."

Ron quickly blurted out, "But Hermione, I thought you'd be in our house, I had a surprise for you."

Blushing Hermione asked, "Really Ron?"

Ron thought for a moment than smiled, "You'll have it first thing tomorrow."

Hermione smiled back at Ron, "You didn't have to get me any surprises."

Ron shook his head playfully, "Shush you, you'll love it, but now you'll have to wait till tomorrow. I have to get this bunch of wild, star struck Gryffindors to their rooms, Head Girl's orders."

Hermione blushed a deeper shade of red, "Night Ron."

With a kiss on her cheek, Ron replied, "Night Hermione."

Draco watched the exchange between Ron and Hermione carefully from across the room and noted there appeared to be something between them. He knew it was going to take some of the Malfoy charm to lure Hermione's attention away from Weasley and squarely onto himself. He grabbed the hand of a house elf that was clearing the last of the dinner plates. The elf looked terrified at being held in held in place by the young man, but nonetheless he listened intently to his orders, taking the pouch of galleons pressed into his hand before disappearing with a pop. Satisfied with himself Draco made his way toward the head table to join Dumbledore and Hermione.