Chapter 1

Yet Another Year

Hermione Granger and her family were all at the kitchen table, eating breakfast, and having a nice conversation about what they would like to do for next summer.
"How about a nice trip to Hawaii? I heard that's supposed to be spectacular!" Mrs. Granger suggested with a smile. Hermione chewed her pancakes silently as she thought about the subject. She had been planning to do something with Harry and Ron this summer, and wasn't expecting that her family wanted to take a 2 month vacation.
"Well, I was hoping that I could do something with Ron and Harry this summer…" Hermione began but stopped as soon as she saw her mother's face fell in disappointment. "Well, I guess that could work too. I was just thinking since you're gone most of the year and we as a family hardly do anything together so I thought a nice, exotic, trip to Hawaii might make up for it. But, if you want to do something with your friends that you see everyday for 10 months a year for 6 years I guess that's okay," Mrs. Granger replied. "How typical of Mum to play the guilt card," Hermione thought.
"Alright, I'll think about it," Hermione teased.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
"Oh look! There is your new school supplies list," Mr. Granger observed as he got up from his seat and walked over to the window to let the owl in. He opened the window, gently took the letter from the letter from its beak, and handed it to Hermione. As he was reaching into his wallet to pay the owl for its journey, Hermione stopped him.
"Umm, Dad, this is a wizard's owl. Wizards take wizard money, not muggle money," Hermione reminded him. "Oh, yes, hold on one moment," Mr. Granger said as he searched the table top for his other wallet. Hermione placed the letter on the kitchen table which they were eating on next to her plate, got up, opened the fridge, and took out the jug of water. Then she poured some water into a small bowl and placed it next to the owl.
"Here, you must be thirsty," Hermione offered. The owl, indeed thirsty from the trip, drank the water gratefully and affectionally nipped Hermione's nose.
"Ah, here it is. Here you go! Three silver sickles!" Mr. Granger counted as put placed them into the tiny pouch tied to the owl's leg. The owl gave a hoot and flew off.
Hermione then went back to the table and sat down as she opened the envelope to read over her letter.

Dear Hermione Granger,

Welcome back to your 7th year of Hogwarts. We are pleased to inform you that you have been chosen Head Girl! As your duties, you are to help the staff in every way possible. As of your privileges, you are allowed to award or deduct points from the 4 houses. The badge is in the envelope. You will have your own common room, bathroom, study room, and bedroom that you will share with the Head Boy, Draco Malfoy.
Your school supplies needed are-

Hermione stopped reading there. There was no way, no how, that she was going to share her room with Draco Malfoy, the person that she most hated at Hogwarts. Feelings of anger bubbled up inside her. How could this happen! The one person she hates the most just happens to be her roommate for a year! "A year of being tortured by that two-faced son of a gun! That miserable old bastard is going to bug me all year!" Hermione stressed as she thought about the horrors of sharing a room with that insufferable human being. She sighed. "Well, this is going to be interesting," Hermione mused.
"What's wrong?" Mrs. Granger asked, seeing the look of distress on her daughter's face.
"Huh? Oh…nothing," Hermione lied as she forced a smile. "I made Head Girl!" She exclaimed with forced happiness as she showed her mom her new badge.
"Congratulations honey! We're so proud of you!" Mrs. Granger cried as she kissed Hermione's forehead. "We will take care of these supplies today when we go shopping."
Hermione pulled away and ran upstairs into her room to fume.
She burst in the door and flopped onto her bed and screamed into her pillow. Then, when the fire of hate died down, she took out a piece of parchment and a feathered quill.
She wrote:

Dear Harry,

I can't wait to see you and Ron! I miss you guys so much! The most amazing thing happened today. I GOT PICKED TO BE HEAD GIRL! The only thing is, I have to share a room with Malfoy, of all people! He is Head Boy, so whatever points he takes away for stupid reasons, I'll just have to award them back.

Best of luck,

Hermione

Then, she folded the letter up, put it in an envelope, and walked over to the next room which is the living room. She walked over to her owl's cage and opened the cage.
"Hello… How are you?" She cooed. "Okay, I need you to take this letter to Harry Potter. Do you know where that is?" Hermione asked. The owl hooted in response.
"Okay, good." Hermione replied as she tied the letter to its leg and sent the owl off.
A few hours later, after all the shopping of supplies was done, Hermione laid the school supplies on her bed to looked through each and every thing to make sure she had everything she was required to have. The beginning of her last year at Hogwarts was to begin in 4 days and she wanted to make sure she was prepared.
Two days later at around 9:30 at night, came Harry's long awaited response:

Dear Hermione,

Congratulations on making Head Girl! the only thing is that I don't trust leaving you in a room with Malfoy every night. Ron and I will pulverize him if he does anything to you.

Harry

"Well," she thought. "At least I will have a bodyguard!"
Tomorrow was the first day of her last year of school. For the first time, she didn't want to go. As she got up to go to the bathroom to brush her teeth before she went to bed, she caught her reflection in the mirror.
"Geez, have I changed or what?" Hermione thought as she studied herself in the mirror. Hermione really did change. She no longer has long, tangled, bushy, brunette hair. It was all straightened out and had blonde hair lights. Her teeth were no longer bucktoothed, but instead all nice, white, and properly proportioned, giving her a killer smile. Now that her body was fully developed, she felt more comfortable in wearing her uniform. Her eyes now have a more accent on the green and gold in her brown-green hazel eyes. After observing herself for a few more minutes, she got changed into her nightgown, brushed her teeth, and then climbed into bed. The first day of school was tomorrow and she wanted to get as much sleep as she could.