Hermione waved goodbye to her Mother and Father who waved back from Platform 9 ¾. She always found it hard to leave her family, after so much they do for her, and she has to leave them for nearly the whole year. She promised herself that she would write to them as much as possible trying to share her experience in the wizarding world.

"Hey, come in here, this one's empty." Ron's voice had deepened during that summer break and for a split second, she hardly recognized it.

Hermione walked into the empty cabin and sank into its comfortable leather. She looked across to Harry. He seemed to of lost a little bit of weight during the break. His face still held the bit of sadness that has haunted his memories from the past couple of years. Hermione knew it had to be because of his only uncle, who passed away to save his life. Hermione shook her head, trying to change the topic in her mind. She rested her head back and let her mind wander. She promised herself this year that she wont let anyone (including Ron and Harry) take advantage of her intelligence. She also promised herself she wouldn't let anyone push her around, and that included a fellow Slytherin, that has seemed to taunt her since her first year at Hogwarts. Malfoy. A lot of the girls in her year found him quite attractive, although they thought this on discreet levels, making sure none of the Gryfindor boys never over heard them. But for Hermione Granger, he was just an arrogant prat who thought he was better than everyone else because of his wealth and especially blood. Hermione was pushed out of her thoughts when a familiar red head opened the cabin door.

"Ginny!" Hermione jumped from her seat and gave her best friend a hug.

"Hey Hermione. Long time no see, I've missed you so much!" Ginny hugged her back, squeezing every bit of life out of her.

Hermione gave a soft laugh and let her friend go. She sat back in her seat and watched as Ginny sunk into a deep meaningful talk with Harry. Ginny always seemed to make Harry happy, and when Harry was happy, Hermione was happy. She gave a little chuckle to herself while she imagined Ginny dressed in all white, saying "I do" to the love of her life.

"What are you laughing at?" Came Ron's gruff voice.

Hermione smiled again, and thought better not to share her recent thoughts with her best friends, to save the embarrassment.

"Nothing. Just promising myself that I'm going to make this year the best year ever!" Hermione looked towards Harry, and saw that he gave a weak smile, like it was impossible.

"Just because your head girl, doesn't mean everyone else is going to have The best year ever!." Ginny pointed towards her badge.

Hermione gave a proud smile. "Just to let you know, I worked very hard for this badge!"

"Of course you did darling." Said Ginny in a mock Mrs. Weasley voice.

Everyone laughed at that and began once again into their conversations. Neville and Luna walked in together not long after. Up to their 5th year, Neville had always been such a nervous little nerd, and it made Hermione proud to see his confidence grow over the past year. It also made Harry very proud to. Neville grew into a very tall and quite handsome young fellow. His stance was directly vertical, which showed his tallness and his eyes were no longer timid, but determined. Neville seemed to have made his way through to the circle of trust, and became even closer to Ron and Harry. A lot of the girls started to notice him more, but he had eyes for only one person. Luna.
Hermione let out a little laugh when she saw Luna holding yet another one of her fathers Quibblers upside down. Everyone looked towards her, and knowing that her answer would completely confuse them even more, gave a small laugh and returned back to their conversations.
Hermione began to lose her thought once again, until the opening of the cabin door opened loudly.

"Get out!" Came Ron's growling voice. Ron began to stand up but Ginny held him back down, knowing that trouble would start if she let him stand.

"Now now Weasley! That's not how you talk to the Head Boy."

To hear that, came to a complete shock to Hermione, for she never gave any great thought on who the Head Boy would be. And for it to be Malfoy, made it even worse.

"Great." Sighed Hermione under her breath. Her recent promises of making this the best year ever slowly faded into the small particles of her mind, depressing her even more.

"The Head Girl and Myself need to organize the passwords for the houses." Malfoy looked towards Hermione. She tried to sense out any suspicious tones in his voice, but only found innocence (though she found it very hard for a Slytherin to have any innocence what so ever). She found herself getting up and walked outside the cabin.

"So how have you been Granger?" Draco walked behind her, and she could feel his eyes sinking in the image just before him. Hermione decided to ignore his question and walked on. She did not want to associate with the one who seemed to of made her precious time at Hogwarts a misery.

"Granger? Are you deaf? I asked you a question." Malfoy decided to retrieve her attention by putting his hand on her shoulder. To his surprise, she jumped, as though a huge spider had landed there. Hermione looked at his hand on her shoulder and looked at him in disgust.

"What are you playing at?" For some reason anger was boiling. Like she had promised before, she was not going to put up with his crap at all this year, and for a start, had to act tough.

"Excuse me, I was showing some kindness by asking a simple question." His voice showed no hurt, but let a smirk play across his face. Hermione decided to keep on. She wasn't sure where she was suppose to be going.
She noticed the footsteps behind her had stopped.

"In here." Malfoy's voice showed direction. She stepped in slowly into a small, yet very well furnished cabin. "Take a seat."

Malfoy lounged happily on one of the cabin sofas, and watched with interested while he saw that Hermione seemed to be having a mental debate to decide whether she sit, or just take off. She ended up taking a seat very slowly and made sure she didn't take her eyes off of her enemy.

As she looked around the cabin, thoughts started to run around her head. A huge weight felt like it was sinking deeply into her mind. She started to feel ridiculous that she never picked this up sooner.

"What do you want Malfoy?" Hermione decided to show no fear, and made sure her voice sounded lazy, almost bored.

"What do you ever so mean?" A playful smile erupted from his face.

"Heads don't make the passwords, the prefects do."

"I have to say I'm quite disappointed Granger. It took you this long to pick that up. My, my … And they say you're the smartest witch of our age!" Malfoy let out an almost humorous laugh. He found it very intriguing to find her put in this situation.

"If you don't mind …" Hermione stood up and looked towards Malfoy. He still had a smile on his face which made her feel very uncomfortable, like he had been planning this all along. She walked towards to the cabin door and found that it was locked. She suddenly felt like running around the cabin screaming like a chicken with it's head cut off, but decided to handle it in the most womanly way possible. She sat back down.
Malfoy gave an even wider smile.

"That's a girl." It almost sounded as if he was talking to a pet.

Hermione decided to repeat what was running through her head, a million times an hour. "What do you want?"

"Well, we are head boy and girl. We'll be spending most of the year together, in fact, even sharing a dorm." Malfoy found it very interesting to see how Hermione would get out in a situation like this. She was very beautiful and intelligent. It made it even better to see her squirm uncomfortably, it knocked you back to reality and reminded you that she was, behind the intelligence and beauty, that she was real and human.

"So how much did you pay for the badge? Or should I say, how much did dear Father pay?" Hermione noticed that she had hit the right spot. Malfoy's eyes narrowed, though never moving his gaze.

"I earned this badge fair and square Granger. What? Jealous?" Hermione let out a fake laugh. She was starting to get the hang of this 'being tough attitude'. She was starting to losen up a bit and felt like she was handling her territory quite well until …
Malfoy stood up and sat only inches away from Hermione. His light grey eyes stared directly at her, and she found it almost impossible to move. She didn't want to be there and wished so much she was back in the cabin with her friends. She tried her hardest to keep her eyes at her shoes, she didn't notice until then, how interesting her shoes looked.

"So how do you do it?" Malfoy's voice came very slowly, which sounded similar to the cheesy movies she use to watch when she was younger.

Hermione decided to become that brave Gryffindor deep inside her. "Do what?" Her voice sounded more scared than was suppose to.

"Be so beautiful yet hold so much intelligence for a mud - " Draco stopped in mid words. Hermione looked towards him, hatred filling every ounce in her body. "For a muggle born." Draco decided to change his gaze and looked around the room. And awkward silence filled the room. Both seemed to be lost in thought, until there was a loud banging noise coming from the other side of the cabin door.

"Open up you bloody prat!" Ron's voice sounded angry as ever. He had always been very protective over Hermione, for she was brought in so close to his family, he felt it a duty.

"The family have decided to join us." Malfoy muttered under his breath. "I'm surprised he noticed quite faster than usual." He dragged Hermione up from where she was sitting, opened the door and pushed her outside. Before shutting the door Malfoy whispered something in her ear. "See you Hogwarts." and with that, the door slammed shut.

"Are you alright Hermione? What did he do?" Concern flooded Ron's words, and he was shaking her ever so slightly, trying to break her out of her trance.

"Nothing, the stupid git didn't do anything, just trying to scare me I guess." Hermione's voice was lost, trying to replay what had just happened, and to convince herself that this wasn't a dream. She shook it off and they walked towards their own cabin.

"This is going to be a very interesting year." She muttered to herself.