Chapter One:

Hermione stood outside of Hogwarts, looking at the massive building, her hazel eyes nervous. Today was the day that the Heads Boy and Girl would be chosen. Something she had dreamed of achieving ever since she could remember. A cool breeze played onto her face, causing her now silky-smooth golden hair to fan out around her face. Since she had begun to grow older, she had changed, more than anyone else that she knew. Her childish body had matured, causing her to have curves in all of the right places, her hair and eyes had become prettier, and she seemed to appear wiser, and altogether different from what she used to be. Sighing, she closed her eyes, and thought about what she was going to do if she did, in fact, become the Head Girl. Another thought crossed her mind quickly, but she quickly pushed it to be back of her mind. He would not be the Head Boy. Harry would be, Harry, the one who she had been going out with for many years. It would not be Draco. She shuddered, and crossed the front lawn, into the building, and down to the Gryffindor common room. Seeing an all-familiar touseled head of black, she smiled, and went to sit next to Harry. He turned, and upon seeing her, promptly gave her a kiss, as always, when she saw him. Smiling, she ran her fingers through his hair, and then leaned her head against his shoulder, closing her eyes and listening to his steady, even breaths. She looked back up at him, and then looked to a clock suspended on a wall.

"Oh no!" she said, jumping up from her spot next to Harry.

Harry, looking confused, said to her, "What is it Mione? What's wrong?"

"The ceremonies for Head Boy and Girl start in 10 minutes! We have to go!" she said, quickly running up to her room for a moment to put a little gloss on her lips, and run her fingers through her hair, as well as shrug her uniform on over her outfit of a pair of skin-tight jeans and a small v-neck white tank-top. She ran back down to the common, and then took Harry's hand as they walked out of the common, side by side. Soon, they came to the Great Hall, and kissing quickly, parted ways, each to their own assigned spot, on opposite sides of the Hall. Scanning the male prospects, she saw Ron, whom she was not as close with as she had been a few years ago, Harry, and of course, the dreaded Draco Malfoy. On the female side, she knew that the two other girls were Patti Parvati and a Ravenclaw whose name she did not know.

A sudden silence filled the Hall and Dumbledore walked to the front of the two groups, and said, a slight smile on his face, "Hello Hogwarts Students. Today we're here to learn who our new Head Boy and Girl will be for the upcoming year. Now, with no further ado, let us begin. Our Head Girl will be the Miss Hermione Granger."

A large cheer came out of the crowd, one which she distinctly could tell was her Harry. Hermione smiled largely, and went to stand next to Dumbledore, her heart racing hundreds of miles a minute. "I made it! I have what it takes!" she thought to herself excitedly.

"Hush, hush, children." Dumbledore said, and immediately it was silent once again. "We still have one more matter to take within our hands. And that is who will be the Head Boy. And that young man is. . .Draco Malfoy!"