When Enemies Collide by Kuls
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Chapter 2: Off His Rocker
Hermione was completely revolted when she saw Draco with his shirt off and pants undone and kissing Pansy with her legs around him and her shirt half off.
"Uh uh," came Hermione's fake cough.
Draco and Pansy immediately stopped what they were doing and looked over to where Hermione stood, hands on her hips and a disgusted look on her face. Draco and Pansy just smirked.
"This compartment is only for the Head Boy and Girl! So just leave before he gets here," Hermione ranted at Draco.
Draco didn't understand at first but then he realized she didn't know. He let Pansy down onto her own feet and smirked at Hermione once again.
"I am Head Boy," he stated simply, showing her his badge.
"Ugh, I thought Dumbledore had some brains. Either way, no where in the letter did it say that anyone else could be the compartment."
"And no where in it did it say there couldn't," Draco retorted, smiling at himself for outsmarting her.
"It's called the Head Compartment, not the Let-Malfoy-Snog-Parkinson Compartment."
His smirk faded, "Pansy, leave."
"But Drakie-"
His eyes flashed and she left without another word. Draco fixed his clothing and sat down. Hermione sat down on the other seat, already mad.
"So this how it's gonna be, once a jerk, always a jerk?" she asked.
"Yep, pretty much," Draco said, smiling which irritated Hermione even more.
"Fine!" And she stormed out of the room to stay in Harry and Ron's compartment for the remainder of the ride.
Harry and Ron started talking about Quidditch, sizing up the teams they faced this year. Hermione zoned out, thinking to herself about the coming year, hoping that it won't all be fighting. 'It really is getting old,' she told herself.
Once they arrived at the Hogsmeade Train Station, the three of them boarded one of the carriages to take them to school. The ride was uneventful and boring to Hermione, who was quiet most of the time.
Once at the school, Hermione went straight to the Great Hall, leaving her friends to walk at their own pace. She, however, was starving, having not eaten anything on the train. Harry andRon soon joined Hermione at one end of the Gryffindor table, waiting for the sorting ceremony. The terrified first years walked up to the front of the room, Professor McGonagall leading. Everyone quieted down to watch it. She started off with "Agmy, Oswald…" A scrawny, little boy went up to the stool and placed the hat on his head of messy brown hair. "RAVENCLAW!" the hat exclaimed and everyone at the Ravenclaw table cheered and clapped.
Once Professor McGonagall had sat down at her own seat at the Staff Table and everyone was sorted, Dumbledore stood up, said his usual announcements, and the feast begun. Ron indulged himself into the drumsticks, potatoes, and pumpkin juice among other things. Hermione ate peacefully, not talking much except for asking how the boys' vacations were.
The feast ended and the three went to the Gryffindor common room to just talk before they went to bed.
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A couple weeks had passed since the start of the term and Hermione and Draco constantly went at each other's throats. Dumbledore had gotten sick of it.
"Shut up, mud blood!" Draco spat at her.
"Why don't you do that yourself!" She spat back.
"How dare you treat your superiors like that."
"Grrrrr…How I would like to-"
"Malfoy, Granger, Dumbledore's office now," Professor McGonagall said sternly to them.
They both walked up to the Headmaster's office together, giving each other death glares along the way. Hermione stepped in first and noticed that Dumbledore still had all of those spinning and humming, silver instruments around his room. The two of them stood before the giant desk, behind which sat the old man, his half-moon spectacles on the bridge of his ancient nose. Hermione felt a little scared but Draco had his smirk on his face.
"I've asked you two to my office for one reason and one reason only. You are Head Boy and Girl, you should be acting like it. I'm tired of your constant bickering. This has never been done before, but in this case, I think it's necessary. We have made a suite for you two consisting of a shared common room and bathroom with two separate bedrooms. You are going to be living there for the remainder of this year. Hopefully, you will learn to respect one another and may even become friends," Dumbledore ended his speech to Hermione and Draco both gaping at him, but he just sat there and smiled.
"But Professor…" Draco started.
"No buts. This is final. Professor McGonagall will show you to the room tomorrow at 5 in the evening. You have tonight and tomorrow to pack your things. That being said, you are dismissed."
Hermione and Draco exited the room in silence.
"This is all your fault, mud blood," Draco accused with a glare. Hermione could only glare back as she took a right turn, off Draco course to the dungeons.
Once inside the common room, Hermione let it all out to Harry and Ron, yelling and even crying once in frustration.
"Dumbledore must really be off his rocker now," Ron exclaimed after hearing this.
"It'll be ok, 'Mione," Harry soothed as he hugged her closely and stroked her brown curls.
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