Disclaimer: Oh woe is the author whose dreams will never come true! I, unfortunately, do not own Harry Potter, and/or the original characters. (And if I did, then it wouldn't exactly be a children's book anymore would it? Lol. )

A/N:Okay… this chapter takes place during the summer before their seventh year at Hogwarts! Hermione, Harry, and Ron are spending the time together at 12 Grimmauld Place, along with Hermione's parents. During their sixth year the war with Voldemort had officially started when twenty or so Muggles were killed, and nine wizards and witches.

A/N2: This is a repost. Mainly correcting redundancy and grammar and such, but there may be other slight differences.

Hermione woke one day with a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. She didn't know how, but she knew something was going to happen. Ignoring the unnerving feeling, she walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. She sat down at the counter and laid her head on her arm.

"I've begun to notice…" Remus said, walking up behind her, "that you are becoming less and less of a morning person."

"Morning, Remus," Hermione said, her voice muffled. (He had finally kicked them out of the habit of calling him professor Lupin.)

"You got all of your Hogwarts letters today!" Molly said as she set one down in front of Hermione, "Here you go dear."

"Thanks," Hermione said, lifting her face off of her arm. She picked the envelope up and ripped it open, dumping the contents out on the table. She immediately noticed the silver badge with the words 'head girl' written across it. "I'm Head Girl… what a shock…" she said sardonically.

Since she came back from the summer of their fifth year, everyone had noticed a change in Hermione. She still got perfect scores in everything, but her attitude was completely different. She was more outspoken, less of a busy body, and had quit worrying about whether or not they broke rules. This current summer she had gotten her ears pierced two times on each ear- which surprised Harry and Ron to no end- and had asked, but was refused the privilege, to get a tattoo. Ron, and even Harry, had begun to notice more and more how nicely she had filled out in their sixth year. Truth be told, Ron still had a bit of a crush on her… but Harry was all for Ginny (they had started going out the previous year).

"You don't sound very excited…" Molly said.

"Oh, no… I'm happy, really, but I was expecting to get it anyways, so it wasn't much of surprise," Hermione said, "I bet Harry got Head Boy…"

"Hermione, you know that the Head Boy and Head Girl share a separate common room, right?" Remus said.

"Yeah, which is cool… and it's also why I hope it's someone I know who gets Head Boy," she replied.

Harry and Ron stumbled into the kitchen moments later, having awakened to the usual morning traffic. They picked up their Hogwarts letters and read through them. Everyone was surprised when neither Ron, nor Harry received the position of Head Boy, but said nothing of it, because they didn't seem too upset.

"So… when are we going shopping for all this crap," Ron asked them.

"Ronald Weasley…" Molly growled warningly.

"Sorry, Mum… stuff…" Ron said, "I don't know what her bloody problem is with that word."

Hermione chuckled. "We should probably go sometime this week… that way we can avoid the rush."

Ron and Harry nodded in agreement. "Heard you got Head Girl," Harry said, "Knew it all along."

"Yeah… you're the smartest girl in our year," Ron said, "Always have been."

Hermione smiled. "I just want to know who I have to share a Common Room with."

Xdiagon alleyX

"Let's see… we've got everything we need, and plenty more to spend. What to do?" Hermione said.

"Man… getting Muggle jobs these past two summers has seriously paid off!" Ron exclaimed. "I say we go up to the Leaky Cauldron and see if Tom will sneak us something a mite bit stronger than butter beer."

"Um- how about no?" Hermione said. "Any ideas Harry?"

"We could… oh I don't know… save it for Hogsmeade and Christmas and stuff…" Harry said.

"Oh yeah… might need money then, huh?" Ron said, "Smart fellow… no idea why you weren't made Head Boy."

They headed back to Flourish and Blotts where Remus, Molly, Arthur, and Tonks were waiting for them. When they turned the corner they all dropped their things. Draco Malfoy was shaking hands with Arthur, who was beaming at him. Molly waved them over and they picked up their bags and walked cautiously up to them.

"Draco here has just told me the most remarkable thing!" Arthur exclaimed, "It seems that his father, as we've always expected, has many dark artifacts, quite a few of them having previously been owned by You-know-who himself, and Draco just told me where to find them. We've finally got Lucius! We can put him where he belongs!"

"I'm afraid Lucius can't be put anywhere but in a grave," Draco said, grinning, "My Mum went ballistic one night and killed him in his sleep with a knife, and then she took her own life…" he stopped smiling at this.

"Oh…" Arthur said, "Terribly sorry… wretched thing."

"Not really…" Draco said, his trademark smirk back in place, "You see, Lucius was a right old thorn in my side for a long time, and my mum always went right along with whatever he said. Besides, now I've officially inherited everything." Draco noticed that Harry, Ron, and Hermione hadn't taken their eyes off of him, and he cleared his throat. "Well, I-er… should be going. Lots more to buy and all that. Goodbye!" He walked off, leaving them all rather stunned.

"Well, he's… changed…" Hermione said, still staring after him.

"I think it's all just an act," Ron said.

"Ronald, he gave me permission to raid his house," Arthur said, "How many people would do that if they were putting on an act?"

"Malfoy would," Ron muttered, stubbornly.

"Well, anyways… let's go back," Harry said, "I want to see if Ginny's feeling any better."

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Srry if that was a bit short. Next chapter repost up soon. Enjoy!