Two Faced

Chapter Two: Welcome to.. Home?

A/N: Sorry, I had to keep writing! You know when you just get into that mode.. you just gotta keep going or you'll lose it! I hope you enjoy it.. Sorry for the first chapter.. and I have one spelling mistake to fix Wesley sorry to anyone who was upset!

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Sitting in her seat, Hermione grumbled to herself. It was just like Malfoy to whatever mood she was in and immediately turn it sour. More then anything she just wanted to charm him into a frog, but this time, unlike first year.. she would not be going around looking for him, like she did for Trevor.

Grabbing the book she had brought in with her 'Atley's Guide to Personality Perception' she flipped to the first page and within minutes her anger towards Malfoy disappeared, and she began to become enthralled, 'Start anew, but be warned, if someone realises who you were originally, the gig is up, and everyone knows who you are, and what you did, though it has only happend in rare occurances.'

Before she knew it, they had reached the school. Hermione wouldn't have even realised it if it hadn't been for Malfoy banging on the partition, "Come on you stupid mudblood! We gotta get on those fucking wagons.." After he said that, the partition went away, and Professor McGonnagall came through.

"You have you're own carriage to the building, and when the sorting ceremony is done.. I will escort you to your quarter's.. alright?" She walked away towards the first year cart, after Hermione and Malfoy nodded, "Well come on then.. you stupid git.." Hermione said, leading the way out of the train and into the carriage.

The carriage ride was pretty quiet. Neither Draco or Hermione said anything to each other the entire way. Hermione could have sworn this carriage ride was taking the whole year, and she wished she could be with Ron, Harry, and Ginny and the rest of her Gryffindor roommates, laughing, and munching on goodies. But no, she was stuck with this arrogant, self-centered boy. She was sure, Draco was thinking the same type of things as her.

They soon arrived and separated the minute they both stepped out of the carriage. Harry and Ron ran up to Hermione, talking excitedly about their new Quidditch strategy they had devised on the way here, and asking how her ride was and stuff.

"So Hermione.. who's Head Boy? We talked to some of the Ravenclaw's, and they said it was no one from their house. Me and Harry assumed it was someone from Hufflepuff.." Ron started, but stopped as soon as he realised he was rambling on, "So anyways.. who is it?"

"Well.. uhm.. well.. Draco Malfoy.." Hermione said quietly, watching the expressions on their faces. It was a mix of horror, sympathy, and anger all at the same time.

"WHAT?! How could that worthless twit make it to Head Boy? He doesn't even do his own homework!! I bet it was his father.. his father had to have something to do with this.. " Harry growled as he stomped into the Great Hall.

After everyone had settled into their house seat, aside from the first years, the sorting ceremony began. Hermione was only half paying attention to the whole thing, her mind was on other things. How was she ever going to make it through this year with Draco Malfoy constantly around her, ridiculing her. It was almost too much to stand, and she wanted to give up her Head Girl spot.

".. and this year's Head Girl and Boy... Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy!" finished Professor Dumbledore, as he motioned for Hermione and Draco to stand, applauding.

The whole school burst into applause, some yelling, and other whistling while Malfoy waved and bowed to the crowd, and Hermione did a quick up and down.

Moments after, the food began to appear, and everyone buzzed, telling their friends about their summer vacations, or welcoming the first year, and some even started talking about the Head Girl/Boy choices.

How are those two going to handle it?

Not fair she get's to spend all this time with him!!

Soon afterwards, everyone began to go to their dormrooms, and Professor McGonnagall took Hermione and Draco to theirs. The way to their rooms was complicated, and there was many winding stairwaya and passages. Through the final passageway, they arrived at a large painting of a knight sitting proudly above his glorious raven black stallion.

"Toad's Mate," Professor McGonnagall said to the painting, as the knight lowered his lance and the painting swung open to reveal the Head room.

It was more then Hermione could have imagined. The ceiling had to have rose at least 20 feet with grand painting atop it. Grand Wizard's and Witches stared down at them, with powerful looks upon their faces. The living room had three large couches with a glass table in the middle. There was one large bathroom to share, and each had their own luxurious rooms, accustomed to each person.

"Thank you Professor.." Hermione said as she left to let them unpack and get settled.

As soon as the painting closed, Draco started to grumble and glare at Hermione, "Welcome to hell mudblood.. "

"Shove off Malfoy.. I'm not putting up with any of you're.. you're.. you! At all! I don't appreciate you calling me a mudblood either!!" Hermione burst, pointing at Draco. She was shaking so bad, but she wasn't scared.

Malfoy just shrugged her off and went into his room, and began to unpack his things. How am I gonna deal with a whole year of Granger?

.. she's not that bad you know..

"What?" Draco said aloud.

.. maybe she's not that bad after all.. she's smart, beautiful, and not like all those other girls who just fall all over you..

"Oh shut it.. there is nothing remotely interesting, or pretty about Granger.."