The train soon slowed to a stop. Hermione left to go site on the Head carriage. They would be arriving first. Draco climbed in about a minute after she did. He sat in front of her.

"What is it you want to tell me?" asked Hermione.

"I can't tell you yet," said Draco.

"Why did you even tell me you wanted to tell me something if you can't tell me," said Hermione.

"Because," said Draco.

Hermione looked at him and rolled her eyes. They sat in silence the rest of the way. As soon as the carriage stopped, Hermione jumped out to find Harry and Ron. They headed for the Great Hall and sat down. The Sorting took 25 minutes, and then Dumbledore stood up.

"Welcome! Now I need to assign new Gryffindor and Slytherin prefects. I thought it would be better to do it here. This year, you can be a 7th year down to a 5th year. Ginny Weasley for Gryffindor and Blaise Zabini for Slytherin," said Dumbledore.

"Sorry professor, but I can't, I'm moving to Germany next week," said Blaise.

"Well, then Draco Malfoy, do you think you can do Head Boy and be a kind of a Prefect?" asked Dumbledore. Draco nodded.

"Ok, good, let the feast begin!" said Dumbledore. The plates began to fill with food.

After the feast was over Dumbledore stood up. "Heads, prefects, follow me."

Hermione and Ginny said bye and got up. They first went to the prefects? common room. It had four love seat couches. Each one had the colors of one of the houses. Everyone had his or her own room. Then Dumbledore, Hermione, and Draco went through the portrait that had Hermione and Draco waving on it. It led the Hermione and Draco's common room. It was wonderful! It had a Gryffindor and Slytherin house couches in front of the fire, a library, two bathroom and two bedrooms. It also had a portrait of Godric Gryffindor that led to the Gryffindor common room and Salazar Slytherin led to the Slytherin common room.

"Well, good night," said Dumbledore. He left.

"Wow, it's nice," said Draco.

"Yep," said Hermione. She went up to her room and looked around. 'What? No bathroom!' thought Hermione. She went back downstairs. "There's no bathroom in my room."

Draco pointed to the two bathroom doors. "They're right there."

"What if one of us comes out with only a towel on and the other is on the couch reading and looks up?" said Hermione.

"Well, even better for the one sitting on the couch," smiled Draco. Hermione was going to slap him, but he stopped her hand in mid-air. "You know, I had a red mark for two days last time. You've got a strong slap." Hermione pulled away and went to her room.

Draco knocked on her door five minutes after.

"What?" asked Hermione.

"Can I come in?" asked Draco.

"Sure," Hermione said sitting up and pulling the sheets above her chest. Draco came in and sat down on her bed.

"I'm sorry," said Draco.

"For...?" asked Hermione.

"For the past six years of calling you names," said Draco.

"I'm sorry for slapping you," said Hermione.

"Well, good night," said Draco.

"'Night," said Hermione.

For the first night in a long time, he slept great. He'd finally told her sorry. 'Now I just need to tell her how I fell,' thought Draco.

Hermione, on the other hand, had trouble falling asleep. Draco had confused her. Did he like her...And if he did, why wait?