Chapter Three
Hermione sighed and glanced at the time. In about 5 minutes she had a meeting with the Prefects, and it was already stressing to know that she had to explain every rule. But she loved these kinda things.
Hermione decided she should start going, she picked up her bag and got up. "Sorry guys I have a Prefect meeting."
Ron, Harry and Ginny smiled. "Yeah, yeah, well see ya at Hogwarts Hermione."
"Bye," she said, leaving the room, smiling.
Hermione stalked off heading for the Prefect's carriage. She was in a happy mood. Her day was going the way she wanted it to be, except for the day before, and the encounter with Draco. Other than that, she was happy.
She cheerfully walked into the room smiling, sitting onto a chair, noticing a lot of familiar people, to the left was Terry Boot, and Justin Flinch-Flectchy. And to the right was Blaise Zabini, and Draco Malfoy. Hermione glanced at the same place again. Draco Malfoy?
He was probably another one of the Prefects and Terry was the Head. She never really fancied him, she just thought he was really nice. Unlike other Ravenclaw's, he was really nice to her.
When Hermione noticed all the Prefects were here, she looked for a boy with a badge saying HB. But she didn't succeed because she didn't bother looking at Malfoy or Zabini. But when she gave up, she glanced at something shiny and saw Malfoy wearing the badge.
Malfoy? Head Boy?
Hermione sighed. "Malfoy are you Head Boy? Or did you bully someone into giving you the badge?"
Malfoy glared at her. He was confused, did she really think he would stoop that low to do that? Maybe she did? But obviously he didn't. He was the Head Boy.
"No Granger, I didn't bully any little kid into giving me the badge," he smirked, after all he was about 6 inches difference from Hermione.
"Whatever let's just get this meeting over before I throw up," she said, swishing her hair and going to the front of the Carriage.
Hermione didn't bother waiting for Malfoy. She started the meeting anyway. "Welcome Prefects. As you know, I Hermione Granger is Head girl. And Draco Malfoy is Head Boy. How the new Prefects meetings will be is, every Tuesday once in a month, we will be meeting in the Potion's Dungeon to discuss the arranging of Partners. You will be watching the hallways from 8:00 - 1:00. If I get a report from your other partner that was suppose to be there, or a Professor you will be replaced. When you arrive at school Professor McGonagall will give you your schedules?" she said, looking at all the Prefects carefully. "And if you have any questions, comments, or concerns, please see the Head Boy, Head Girl, or a Professor. Do I have everything clear?" she said, handing out a piece of parchment of your partner.
Draco smirked. Damn that girl was good.
Everyone nodded. "You may leave," she dismissed quietly leaving the room. She didn't care whether Draco was mad or not. He could chase after his little fiancé, Pansy.
She didn't care. It wasn't like she was jealous.
Was she?
Hermione sighed deeply in thought and went to any carriage. It was empty so she might have the luck of sitting alone which she doubted.
She sat down quietly and looked out her window. Why did her year just had to turn around? Couldn't it be like 3 years ago, when everyone hated Malfoy and she wasn't even involved with him? But no, Lucius had to come to her house and ruin her life.
Moments later, the carriage door opened a certain boy entered in, Hermione glanced and saw Malfoy.
"Can't you go in another one?" she said, pleadingly.
"No, all of them are taken," he stated casually.
Hermione simply gave up and stayed farthest away from him. She didn't want to have any contact with him!
Draco ignored her until the rest of the ride.
Just then as they arrived in front of the beautiful castle, Draco had to break the silence.
Malfoy sighed. "Why do you always have to be such a bitch?"
Hermione gave him an exasperated look. "Me? Im the bitch? Im the person who made fun of an innocent little girl who happens to have a different blood type than you?" she said almost, yelling. Which if you were a bystander, you would have thought that they were husband and wife, who were arguing.
Draco smirked. "Innocent? That's hilarious Granger! But you have to admit, you blood is dirtier than mine!" he said stepping out of the carriage.
Hermione was ready to pounce. "Don't even go there Malfoy. My blood is just the same as yours."
Malfoy simply glared at her. "Your just a dirty little Mudblood, and you always will be. Your not a witch."
Hermione was on the verge on tears. She was so a witch! How dare he say that! Her's and his' are practically the same. There really isn't a difference.
Hermione made her way to the Great Hall. The beautiful walls looked like they were just painted. The floors were shiny, and all the ghost were roaming around.
"Your looking very nice tonight Hermione," said Ghost Nick, passing through the halls, with Mrs. Robinson, the ghost of Huffelpuff.
Hermione smiled. "Your looking wonderful too," she complimented.
Nick laughed. "Ah don't flatter me. You better go off to the Great Hall. They are starting the sorting."
"Ok Nick, ill talk to you later," she said, leaving him and Mrs. Robinson floating away.
Hermione sighed and opened the huge doors of the Great Hall. Everyone clapped and cheered. Hermione heard Dumbledore.
"Now lets meet our new Head Girl, Mrs. Hermione Granger," he said, while everyone was cheering and clapping, maybe even some whistling from the Gryfindor table.
Hermione blushed.
Malfoy was already sitting at his table. He smirked.
Pansy cuddled him. "Drakie what's wrong?" she purred.
Draco smiled at her. "Nothing,"
Hermione walked over to her table sitting next to Harry, Ron and Ginny.
"Congratulations Hermione," said Ginny, handing her a plate. "Oh yeah you just made it for the sorting. Wouldn't want the Head Girl missing the last sorting?" she said.
Hermione smiled. "Thank's Ginny."
"Hermione? How come you were sharing a carriage with Malfoy?" asked Harry tilting his head, furiously.
"Er..he claimed the carriages were all taken," she stuttered.
Harry smirked. "Riiiight," laughed Harry.
"Oh shut up," she said, as Dumbledore interrupted.
"Welcome back to Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This year at Hogwarts, we will be having the Masquerade Ball, in October, and the Winter Ball, in December. But only for 4th year and older," he paused and glanced at Filch. "We have our rules that will be posted on Filch's office's door. Please as I say every year, do not enter the Forbidden Forest. Or roam the area after 9:00. And that is why we have our Prefects. And may I say we have our Head Boy and Head Girl, Hermione Granger, and Draco Malfoy," he said.
Hermione and Draco stood up and everyone applauded. Hermione smiled.
"Now let our feast begin!" screamed Dumbledore, Hermione noticed all four tables filled up with tons of food and talking people.
Hermione grabbed a plate and picked off a piece of steak she was starved.
"Hermione? Since when did you enjoy food made by house elves?" asked Ron, slightly laughed.
Hermione glared at him. "Since I was hungry Ronald."
Ron just shrugged his shoulders and stuffed his face again.
Draco stared at the Gryfindor table. Stupid mudblood. Why did she have to bother him so much. Why couldn't he just stop being a stupid jerk and actually pay attention to his future wife, Pansy Parkinson.
Pansy tapped his shoulder nicely. "Er..Draco are you okay? You haven't even hugged me. And that is so not like you. Im starting to get the feeling that you don't like me anymore." she said, narrowing her eyes.
Draco smiled. "Of course I love you. Just have a lot of things on my mind right now that's all," he said. It suddenly came to him that he had to marry that Mudblood. Wait what is he thinking! He is not marrying that mudblood, he is marring Pansy.
He knew he couldn't tell Pansy of what his father told him. She would flip out!
He would just have to play it cool. And pretend it never happened.
Draco sighed. This wasn't going to be easy.
Blaise finally made a word out to his best friend. "Malfoy? You don't seem too well. Your really pale," he said.
"Thanks for you concern Zabini, but I am fine," drawled Malfoy, viciously grabbing a piece of bread.
Draco remembered Dumbledore saying something before about telling Granger and him to go to a meeting after they eat. Oh shit!
Draco stood up, brushing his hair back, (may I add :-).
Pansy tugged him down. "Draco were are you going?" she asked.
Draco smiled. "Head's meeting in Professor McGonagall, ill meet you back at the common room, sweet cheeks," he said, kissing her on the cheek and leaving.
He headed for the Gryfindor table proudly, not for the fact that he had to go there and show that he wasn't scared at those little freaks, but for the fact that he could show is royalness around those poor kids.
Draco tapped Hermione's shoulder rather meanly, but gently. Hermione twirled around and saw him and froze.
"What do you want Malfoy?" she asked, snobbily.
Draco smirked. "A big hug from my favorite Gryfindork!" he said sarcastically. "We have a meeting with Professor McGonagall, what do you thing?" he said, more eager.
"Shut up Malfoy," she said.
Harry and Ron turned around and stared at him. "Please don't tell me he is Head Boy," said Harry, tugging on Hermione's shirt.
Hermione sighed. "Sadly, yes," she said, getting up.
Professor Dumbledore sat at his table smiling. He already knew about the plan with Voldemort. Believe me he knows every single little thing. He even know's something that hadn't happen before.
Dumbledore smirked. He knew that there love will form some day, engaged or not. It always happened with the Heads. Just like Percy and Penelope.
Professor McGonagall noticed that twinkle in his eye. "Albus, I know what your thinking. But for god's sake, Draco Malfoy is engaged," she said, rather annoyed.
Albus smiled. "Ah, Minerva. You don't know love like I see it. I see a boy and a girl. The girl, hates the boy, and vise versa. But one day when they settle there differences and realize they aren't as different as they thought. But when I see Pansy and Draco. I see a boy who was forced to propose to somebody he thinks he loves," he said, twinkling mischievously.
Professor McGonagall sighed. "I hope your right, Albus. I hope your right," she said.
Albus smiled. "I know Im right. Remember Percy, and Penelope, or Lucius and Narcissa? Look at them now? Married and living happily ever after. Believe me, it will happen to them too."
Minerva frowned. "I have to meet them right now at my office. Ill talk to you tonight, good night." she said, leaving in a swish of a cloak.
Hermione ran down the hall, with Draco who ran about 3 times faster than her. Malfoy was already at her office, well actually in front of it. Hermione ran faster and reached the front of her office catching her breath.
Draco smirked. "Now you see why taking Quidditch lesson's help you run faster and actually make it in time for your important meetings, Granger?"
Hermione ignored his stupid comments and entered McGonagall's room. Just then a sharp voice was talked. "Your late," she said, at her desk pursing her lips, nastily.
Before Hermione could answer, Draco interrupted. "Sorry Professor, Mrs. Turtle was walking her slowest pacing down the hall way," he said sarcastically.
Draco and Hermione went to sit down on one of the comfy chairs. "Very funny Malfoy, would you like me to replace you will another Gryfindor, im sure Mrs. Granger here wouldn't mind?" she said, tilting her head.
"No thank you I'd prefer staying Head Boy, but thanks for the offer," he said, Professor McGonagall ignored him and looked at Hermione.
"Mrs. Granger, Mr. Malfoy, would you like me to show you your new common rooms," she said, smiling.
Malfoy and Hermione nodded silently.
"Good, let's get going," she said.
Professor McGonagall, Hermione and Malfoy left the office and headed down the hall.
Just then, Professor McGonagall stopped in front of Romeo and Juliet. "Juliet it's great the see you again," said Professor McGonagall to the painting.
"Ah, Professor, another pair eh? Ah I remember when I first met my true love," Juliet glanced at Romeo.
"Now that was the good times," said Romeo.
"Anyways," said Malfoy, annoyed.
"Yes, now your password is, Partnership. That will be the password for 2 months. Every time you change it, you will have to say to the portrait, Yellowish Bubblegum and they will understand," she paused. "Now let's look at the common room,"
Romeo and Juliet opened there portrait door obediently, and let the three in.
Hermione gasped. It was beautiful. On one side there was this huge portrait with a Lion on it and another with a Snake on it. It was beautiful, the walls were green on one side, and orange on the other. The couch was green, and the carpet was orange. The bathroom was with in there part of there room, in there they had it decorated beautifully with there main colors.
Professor McGonagall smiled and left the room. Hermione too busy examining her room to notice anything.
Just then, Hermione heard a deep voice coming from the fireplace. It was two paintings of Salazar and Godric. "Ah look what we have here Godric," said Salazar the painting.
Authors Note: Sorry i haven't updated. Hope you like it!
Next Chapter: Hermione ends up having to deal with Malfoy the whole night and his annoying problems