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Enemies Make the Best Lovers

The ride to the train station was uneventful, besides the fact that Hermione found out who the blonde "stranger" was. That was quite awkward, considering the fact the he was Draco Malfoy, her worst enemy. When he asked for her name, she just said, "Oh, I'm sure that you'll find out on the train."

When they got to the station, they loaded their trunks on to trolleys and pushed them through the barrier to platform 9 ¾. Both Hermione and Draco got on to the train and headed towards the front of the train where the Prefect and Head Boy/Girl compartments were situated. Draco stopped at the restroom while Hermione kept walking and stopped only when she arrived at the heads compartment. As she was on the train, she was finally allowed to use magic to put her things on the luggage rack. (Yes, she used magic earlier in the story, but to understand how and why she could do that, you need to read HARMLESS? Also, her birthday is on September 19. She was in America) After that was done, she sat down to wait for the head boy and the person who was supposed to give them their instructions.

There was a pair of bright blue eyes watching as Draco walked from the restroom to the heads compartment. Draco opened the compartment door and stepped in. To his surprise, he was standing face-to-face with the girl that had accompanied him to the station.

He settled himself down and said, "Well, if you aren't head girl, I'll be damned. And mighty confused as to why you're here, as well."

"Ha, ha. Very funny," she responded. "I am head girl, and, unfortunately for you, your worst nightmare. I suppose that you're head boy?"

"Why yes, yes I am. I don't suppose that you'll tell me your name now that we'll be working- and living- together for the next year," Draco sneered.

"Err, well, I guess I can. My name is Herm-"

She was then cut off by Albus Dumbledore, appearing in the compartment the oddest way. He apparated into the compartment with a small pop('Thank Merlin!' thought Hermione) and started to speak.

"Ah. Miss Prewett, Mr. Malfoy, I see that you have begun to get aquatinted. Good, good, as for your instructions, the two of you must do the usual. Greet the prefects and give them their instructions. You two should both know those by now. You shall patrol the corridors together once every two hours. As you are to stay in the compartment together for most of the ride, I have given you an enchanted stereo so that you may listen to music.

"When you get to Hogsmeade, you will have to wait for the head boy/girl carriage and take it up to the castle. There, one of the professors, most likely Professor McGonogall, shall be waiting for you so they may lead you up to your common room. There, you shall prepare for dinner. I expect you to come in together and sit with the teachers for the feast. You, Hermione, will sit on the right side of Professor McGonogall, and Draco; you will sit on the right of Professor Flitwick. Now please, change into your robes. The students will be arriving shortly." With yet another small pop, Dumbledore vanished.

Hermione and Draco both pulled out their uniforms, including ties, white button-down shirts, robes and all of their accessories.

"Out," said Hermione, glaring at Draco and pointing to the door. Draco appeared not to notice. "Leave. I have to change so get out of the compartment."

"Sorry, m'dear. I am disinclined to follow through with your request, Miss Prewett," Draco sneered and pulled off his black T-shirt. Hermione rolled her eyes as Draco unzipped his pants. Before, he had finished removing them; she was facing the wall thinking, "Oh. God. No. This cannot be happening. He is stripping right in front of me. It's just a slight problem seeing as he's my worst enemy, but I can't help but notice how fine he is. No, Hermione. Never ever think that again.' When she heard the zip of his pants, she turned around again. He slipped on and buttoned his shirt, pulled on his sweater and tied his tie.

As he yanked on his robe he said, "Enjoyed that, did we?"

"Oh, yes. Very much so," she replied sarcastically.

He apparently didn't catch the sarcasm because he said, "If you're lucky, you may get to see more than that that." He sat back down. "Okay, Miss Prewett, it's your turn."

Jumping at the chance to aggravate him, she said, "Fine," and started unlacing her dress. She started to let the top fall down before she conjured up a blindfold around Draco's eyes.

"What the-?" he yelled, surprised, "What the fuck did you do?"

"Blindfold charm, Mister Malfoy," she responded coldly.

She finished taking off her clothes before she removed the charm. He was gaping open-mouthed at her. She slowly pulled her skirt on, but you could still see her lacy red bra. She also pulled on her shirt, leaving two buttons undone so cleavage was seen. At last, she pulled on her robe with Malfoy still staring at her. She walked right over and sat in his lap where she could definitely feel that something other than the seat was hard.

"Did you enjoy that, Draco?" there was a quick nod. She put her own face so close to his that their lips were almost touching. His eyes flickered shut.

"That's good, Malfoy," she whispered seductively. "By the way, the name's Hermione."

She stood up and left the compartment, not seeing the face of a bewildered Draco Malfoy...

Hey, guys. Sorry it took so long to update. The next chapter won't take as long. I promise.