WHOOPS! I FORGOT THE DISCLAIMER ON CHAPTER 2! So this goes for Chapters 2 and 3:

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Disclaimer 2: This is my first attempt, and I want alll criticism! no holding back! i want to know if it totally blows! Thanks! Da Goose

I ran to the door fumbling for a moment before I realized that the door pushed into the room instead of pulling out. I ran in and did that slow complete turn like they do in the movies. My room was decorated in lush colors of scarlet and gold. My velvet scarlet bedspread was almost hidden from view by the heavy gold drapes that pulled across. I had another bookcase in the room but this one wasn't as large, more for a private collection of books.

When I walked up to it the bookcase magically shrunk so that no book would be out of my reach but it also became wider so I could fit the same amount of books in it. My trunks hadn't arrived in my room yet so the wardrobe was bare but it too like bookcase shrunk to fit my exact height so nothing was out of my reach. The room was gorgeous and comfy with an overstuffed arm chair in the corner by the bookcase with a light beside it for late night reading. I still had a few minutes before I had to go back downstairs so I decided to try out my bed.

I pulled the heavy drapes out of the way and sank down unto the large inviting bed. Oh. My. God. I am never getting up! I bed fit to my form, making me comfortable whichever way I turned. The velvet felt almost like a...well a hug. The warmth enveloped me relaxing me and giving me a sense of peace and tranquility. I rolled to the center of the bed and there was a sudden hiss. I jumped up and looked around me to see Crookshanks sitting on the bed looking disgruntled at being woken during his nap.

"Sorry Crookshanks, I didn't see you." The cat looked mollified and crawled into my lap. I absently petted him while I looked around my room again. That's when I noticed the desk. I picked up Crookshanks and laid him back down on the bed and walked over to the desk. It was enormous! It was a gorgeous oak desk that looked so wide that I could easily sleep on it. I ran my hand along the top. Feeling that rush of anticipation for learning. I sat down in the luxurious leather chair.

There was a beautiful new set of quills and ink waiting for me and in the top drawer there was a plethora of paper, all shapes, sizes, and colors. The second drawer contained supplies like paperclips, a stapler, staples, a staple remover, thumbtacks for the cork-
board above the desk, a ruler, and even rubber bands all organized in a spot designed for them. The bottom drawer contained many new notebooks for my classes, but the most interesting book I found in there was much smaller than the rest. I picked it up ran my hand softly over the butter like leather. The color seemed to change as I moved it around one way giving a green hue, then yellow, then blue, then finally a scarlet color. The house colors.

I laid the journal back on the desk and looked at my watch. What? I only have 5 minutes before I needed to be back? I stood up and walked out into the common room and back down the hallway I had first came. Back in the little room off the side of the Great Hall I carefully opened the door and peaked out. The sorting was finished and Dumbledore was giving his usual speech before the feast. I stood there listening not making a sound so I didn't draw attention to myself because I was standing right behind the Syltherin table and Draco Malfoy.

"As the sorting hat has stressed for the past few years unity is important and all the houses need to come together," Professor Dumbledore went on, "I must stress upon you all the importance of this. Unity is going to be needed as we battle Lord Voldemort." There was a loud gasp among the students as though he had the most foulest of swear words. Actually, in the wizarding world Lord Voldemort's name was probably the most foulest of swear words.

Only few, namely Harry, Ron, Ginny, Neville(although he did shudder a little), Luna, the teachers, and myself were not shocked by Dumbledore's use of his name. "Unity I hope we can find and follow the lead of our new Head Boy and Girl. Would Ms. Granger and Mr.-"

"GRANGER!" the voice of Draco Malfoy filled the hall drowning out the professor. I stepped fully out of the study and stood directly behind Malfoy.

"Yeah Malfoy, you heard right. He said 'Granger'. Got a problem with that?" Malfoy jumped out of his seat and turned quickly to face me looking rather angry.

"Ms. Granger, Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore said strongly and I immediately felt guilty. I was supposed to be Head Girl and signifying unity and here I am fighting with Malfoy. I muttered, "Sorry Professor."

"Now since you're both standing up you might as well come to the front of the hall." Malfoy and I walked up to the front table to stand directly in front of him. "May I introduce to you students, your Head Boy and Girl." I gasped and looked at Malfoy who didn't look any happier with this arrangement than I felt. I searched the silent shocked crowd for Harry and Ron's faces. I found them both their mouths gaping in obvious outrage.

Suddenly the hall erupted into whispers, giggles, and even some boos, which I was able to determine were from Syltherin table. "Students!" Dumbledore commanded and hall fell silent again. "Again I stress the importance of unity and with final note we begin the feast. To be wise is to know what you are talking about but to win you must have those who believe in you supporting you." I slowly walked toward the Gryfindor table. I sat down in between a curious Ginny and a trembling Neville.

I turned toward Ginny, "What just happened?" Harry answered for her, "Malfoy is Head Boy. I can't believe it! Hermione what are you going to do? You're going to have to see him all the time!"

Ron looked furious and said in an outraged whisper, "You know that the only reason he's even Head Boy is because Snape loves him and gave him extra points in Potions. But really Hermione what are you going to do? I mean, what if he calls you a...you know." I looked at him and smiled for the first time since I heard the awful news.

"You know I learned a lot of interesting curses in 'Dumbledore's Army'. They may just come in handy." Ron and Harry looked excited but Ginny spoke up for the first time. "I don't know Hermione, I mean he's defiantly not nice when others around but can you imagine what he'll say or do when no one is there. I'm really worried Hermione." and she looked it.

I looked her right in the eye and told her calmly, "I can take care of myself, I promise, besides if he does anything to me can you imagine what these two over here would do to him?" Ginny looked over at Harry and Ron and giggled. "Yeah I think they's sooner be expelled than let anything happen to you. Course if they got expelled than you'd kill them. That could be interesting. Just be careful okay, who knows what Malfoy is capable of." We ate the rest of the meal discussing the best curses should Malfoy try and pull something.

At the end of the meal we were dismissed to go to our dorms and went off to the side room. I walked in moved the book, "Good day sir and ma'am." The couple replied,

"Good day Ms. Granger." they bowed and I bowed back, "Enjoy your day." The panel slid open and I moved through the tunnel and the common room quickly into my room shutting the door behind me. I sat down on my bed and absently petted Crookshanks who had crawled onto my lap as I reviewed everything I'd learned in the short time I'd been back at school. I set down Crookshanks and walked over to the desk and picked up the small book I'd set on top of it. I undid the black ribbon holding it closed. The book opened to reveal a letter. I slowly pulled it out and placed the book on the desk. I opened the heavy envelope and pulled out the parchment inside.

Ms. Granger,

By now you've probably learned that Mr. Malfoy is the Head Boy and while I know the two of you haven't gotten along in the past I am hoping you may be able to put it behind you and lead the school by example in unity. I know this is a large situation that I am entrusting to you but I have no doubt that you will be able to complete it. I give you this journal to write down all your thoughts in hopes that if everything goes alright we might discover why it worked so well. I pray you'll understand what I did and I wish you all the best this year.

Professor Dumbledore

I sank down onto the leather chair beside me. Unity...Draco Malfoy and I are supposed to show unity...but we can't even be in the same room without someone getting angry. I've dealt with a lot these past six years here but it looks as if in my seventh year I'm coming across my biggest challenge yet. Being nice to Draco Malfoy. I really don't want to though...but I have to...well maybe I'll just wait until morning, there's no point in trying it now.

I got back up slowly and changed into my bed clothes, a simple white spaghetti strapped tee and short powder blue shorts. I climbed into bed and felt safe and untroubled as I quickly fell asleep thinking, how am I going to get through this year?