Authors note: Sorry this chapter took so long...i'm having a bit of writers block and trying to think of some interesting twists for this story. If you have any ideas please sare them with me. Credit will go to who deserves it. Also, thank you to all the reviewers.
Hermione eagerly jumped off the train and smiled as she saw Hogwarts up in the distance. She looked at all the glittering lights from all the chambers that lay in the large castle. This was more like home to her than any other place, especially since the deaths of her parents. She didn't know whether it was because it was a place of learning, an activity that Hermione found so much comfort, or whether it was because she was surrounded by her loving friends. After running these reasons through her head a couple of times, she decided it must be a combination of both.
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Draco got off the train shortly after Hermione. He was not as openly eager but he also looked up at Hogwarts and smiled inside, because even though he had changed he was not great at showing emotion. He would still always be a Malfoy, one of a powerful pureblood wizard family second only to the Saphiras and everyone knew they had long been extinct. He was however incredibly happy to be back, he had spent a long lonely summer at the mansion and had sorely missed the busy hustle and bustle of Hogwarts. It was the only home to him that had ever felt…right.
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The Great Hall was full of chatter and laughter as friends were reunited after a long summer. Even the teachers sat at the front table laughing at the tales shared about their summers. It had of course been the first summer since Voldemort's return that they were able to relax. Tensions were released after Harry potter, now the 'boy-who-lived-not-once-but-twice, defeated him during the last school year.
Hermione was seated across from Ron and beside Harry and Ginny. Ginny was talking animatly to her about the new nail charm book she had picked up in Diagon Alley this summer.
"A French manicure with a swish of wrist! Look at my nails! They have never looked better." Ginny said to Hermione with a huge grin. This was the sort of talk now expected from the fashion queens Gin and 'Mione had become.
"They really are great, aren't they? I really should borrow that book, I've really let my cuticles go this summer." Replied Hermione. She may be a fashion queen but that didn't mean that Hermione had lost any of her IQ, because she hadn't. She was still the smartest witch at Hogwarts in over 3 centuries. Only now she was the hottest, smartest witch at Hogwarts in over 3 centuries.
The conversation between the two girls lasted to the sorting. By that time Ginny had told her about all the styles she had worn on her nail in the past week. Hermione figured she must have changed them every hour at least once.
The sorting hat added 13 new first years to their courageous house. With their voices sore from hooting and hollering every time they gained a member, they were glad to take a break and dig into the wonderful food placed in front of them. Halfway through dinner, Hermione was interrupted by her favorite professor.
"Mrs. Granger, the headmaster wishes to speak with you and the head boy before you are shown to your new chambers. Would you follow me please?" The stern women spoke kindly, showing how highly she thought of this particular student.
"Oh of course," she replied as she quickly got up and followed her head of house.
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Across the hall to silver blue eyes had been observing the brunette throughout the entire time he had been seated at the long table reserved for his house. Draco did not understand why he was so captivated by this brunette. There was just something about her. He could feel that she held a secret deep with in her, he didn't know why he knew this but he did. Ever since they had fought along side each other in the war.
Draco recalled back to that night. It had been a dark night, one of the few really stormy ones they had had that year. It had happened so fast. Draco didn't even recall deciding to fight for the light side. Up until it happened he had been neutral, but he had changed his mind at the last minute.
"…Draco. Are you there?" Snape loudly demanded breaking Draco from his thoughts.
"…oh sorry, what do you need professor?" replied Draco after a minute to get back to the present.
"The headmaster has requested your presence in his office, right away. I will take you there." The leader of his house started towards the doors with out a backwards glance. Draco quickly got up and followed him out of the hall and to the statue that guarded Dumbledore's office.
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Hermione and the Headmaster were quietly conversing about their summers before Draco arrived. It seemed that Dumbledore had already been informed of her background and the deaths of her parents. At first she was taken back, but then remember that he knew pretty much everything. Draco entered the room quietly and the Professor motioned for him to sit down with a smile.
"Miss Granger and Mr. Malfoy, it is nice to see you again. I have brought you here to discuss some head boy and head girl responsibilities and privileges, but there is also another matter I wish to discuss…."
