In Her Eyes
Madammarauder
Ch7: Back To Hogwarts
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" MALFOY?" Hermione asked in total shock, looking at Malfoy. Since the firs time Hermione had ever seen Malfoy, his rat face had transformed into quite a handsome one when he began to mature more. And, he had grown taller, and a lot muscular from Quidditch as a Seeker on Slytherin Quidditch team. Him and Hermione, Ron, and Harry had been the biggest rivalries sense the beginning of their first year at Hogwarts. Malfoy would always make fun of Ron because he wasn't as rich as him, and Harry, well just because. And Hermione because she wasn't a pureblood wizard like himself . But, he was still the slimy git that they had always known.
" GRANGER?" Draco Malfoy asked, looking at Hermione in disbelief. " What happened to your big hair, and your big teeth?" Malfoy asked, shocked at how Hermione's looks had changed ( In a great way), examining Hermione. Hermione was a little uncomfortable having Malfoy look at her in that way.
"I learned a spell to make them smaller and straighter," Hermione said, flattered that SOMEONE had noticed that she had straightened her hair ( somewhat) straighter, and made her teeth straighter and smaller. When Hermione said this, Malfoy didn't know she was talking about her teeth, so he looked at her breasts curiously.
" How's you do that?" Malfoy asked, still looking at her boobs. Hermione noticed that he was doing so and added,
" I mean my teeth!
Malfoy was brought back to reality when she brought her voice up to a scream.
" Now." Hermione said, calming down knowing that Malfoy wasn't staring at her breasts." What are you doing in here?"
"Well, isn't this where Head Boys are supposed to meet?" Malfoy asked, knowing the answer.
" Wait!" Hermione exclaimed in disbelief, and shock. " YOU'RE head boy?"
"Yeah." Malfoy said with a smirk on his face," What, mudblood. Do you have a problem with that?" Hermione hated when Malfoy referred to her as a mudblood, but she had gotten used to it over the past six years.
"WHAT?" Harry exclaimed jumping up after Hermione had told him the bad news.
"You mean to tell me that you are going to be stuck with MALFOY all year?" Ron asked in complete and total shock.
"Yep." Hermione said, with pursed lips. "It is going to be hell. I can already see him making fun of me, and making my Head Girl job as hard as possible!" She moaned, sitting down next to Ron, resting her head in her hands miserably. "I think I might tell Dumbledore I am not up to it. If losing my Head Girl job is the price to pay to not be stuck with him, then that's fine." She said, walking over to the door of the compartment, about to go and find one of the teachers to tell them.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa." Harry said, jumping up. He then grabbed both of Hermione's shoulders, and picked her up, setting her next to Ron.
"Augh!" She sighed. "Fine. I'll keep the job. But if that idiot even makes one rude remark, then I am DONE." She finished, slashing her hand through the air as if cutting it, signaling her role as Head Girl if Malfoy would be his usual git.
"Now, Hermione." Ron said, turning to face her, "You know that he is going to say SOMETHING. Just try to ignore him. And, you have worked so hard to try to get this position, don't let HIM ruin it for you."He said, patting her on the shoulder.
"F..i...n...e." Hermione moaned, standing up." I'm going to get my robe on. We should be there any minute." With that she reached inside her trunk, and pulled out her robe. " And, besides. I really have to go to the bathroom." Not a second later, she had left the compartment, leaving Harry and Ron alone.
"We're here." Harry said, looking outside of the window at the beautiful castle grounds. He then walked back over to where his trunk, and Hedwig (his owl) were seated.
"I am so excited." Hermione said enthusiastically, cradling Crookshanks in her arms. She had cheered up about the whole "Malfoy Head Boy" thing. Then she suddenly became really sad, and frowned. " And I'm also depressed. I mean that this is our last year at Hogwarts. And this is the last time that we are going to be leaving this bus to go back to Hogwarts . . . " She kept going on as her, Ron, and Harry walked out of their compartment, pulling their trunks after them.
Harry laughed at Hermione's sudden mood swing, " P.M.S?" He asked Ron, only loud enough that Ron could hear.
"Yeah." Ron laughed, following Harry and Hermione out of the compartment, closing the door behind him.
They fought their way through the bustling crowds, and managed to get off of the train.
"Phew." Harry said, out of breath. Holding Hedwig's cage under one arm, "Let's hurry and get on the carriage so that we can all get together." Harry suggested. Hermione and Ron both agreed, and walked up the steep hill to where the "Horseless carriages" were waiting. Harry smiled when he saw them. He was only able to see them because he had witnessed someone dying. So, he was one of few that could actually see them. Truthfully, they were quite ugly creatures. They were very scaley, and scarey looking, but they were very sweet creatures. Extending his hand, Harry went over to pet the animal. Once he was finished saying hello, Harry joined Harry and Ron in their own carriage.
"So," Ron said, placing Pig, and his trunk next to him, " When do you start Head Girl duties?" Ron asked, looking over at Hermione.
:Well, Professor Dumbledore should be telling me and Malfoy what and when are jobs are to be. But, in the mean time, I want to spend as much time with the two of you as possible." Hermione said with a grin, "That's because I won't have all that much time to spend with you when my Head Girl job starts." She said with a frown. Harry and Ron smiled.
They were quiet in thought as the four of them rode their way up to Hogwarts. The grounds were so beautiful that time of year. It was just the end of summer, and the trees were the most beautiful color. The lake shimmered from the late evening sunlight. Hermione sat and looked outside of the carriage, thinking about her summer. Her father was the worst part, obviously. But, she was glad that she got to spend so much time with Ron. She remembered the summer days when she was about five years old, and she, her mother, and her father would go down to the lake across town, and would swim and fish all day. The would always have the best time together. But that all changed when . . .
There was suddenly a harsh bump in the road, and the three of them practically jumped out of their seats. They both laughed, and smiled as Hogwarts castle came into view. It's old stone walls were the most beautiful and genuine of the old castle. Every window was light up in welcome to all of the students. It was the most stress relieving sight for everybody to see their home away from home, once again.
Once the carriage came to a halt, Harry, Hermione, and Ron pulled their trunks, ( And animals) along with them. Then, all of the second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh years all crowded around the great oak doors that lead to the Entrance Hall. After a few moments of waiting, with lots of talk of excitement, the doors finally opened to let the students inside.
Everything was just as they had remembered it. The humongous walls were covered in paintings that greeted the students as they walked past, Finally, they got to the Great Hall. After a few moments of waiting there, the doors opened to reveal none other that Professor McGonagall standing in the doorway. She was still the same, old Professor McGonagall that Ron, Hermione, and Harry remembered. Her graying hair pulled back in a tight bun on the top of her head, and her face edged in a look of sternness. The same, centuries old, hat was placed on the top of her head, and it drooped as she stood there, examining the students.
"Good Evening, boys and girls. I expect you have all had a great summer," At this, Hermione gave a snort that only Harry and Ron could hear, "I am very glad to see all of you back here at Hogwarts. For some, it may be your last year at Hogwarts, and for others, it may just be another year. When we go into the Great Hall, I expect to take your seat at the appropriate house tables, and wait for the first year to come and join us. Then, Albu-, I mean Professor Dumbledore will be giving a brief speech." With that, she turned on heel, and marched backs into the Great Hall, all of the students following behind her.
The Great Hall was different every time the students saw it. This was because, for what the weather was outside, that was what the ceiling projected. That night, it was very clear, and under cast. Becoming darker by the moment. As they walked to their tables, the shrill of excitement from being back at Hogwarts, and with friends filled the entire room.
Professor Dumbledore stood up with his usual grin, and his twinkle in his eye. His white/gray hair was now, even longer. Grazing the top of his waistline. His long, pointed hat rested on top of his head, as his half moon spectacles lay on the brim of his nose. Harry, Hermione, and Ron all thought only utter respect, and kindness toward Professor Dumbledore. This was because of how kind he had been when they had screwed up. Though it always ended up for the better. Professor Dumbledore then clapped his hands together. Loudly enough for the whole room to go silent.
"Welcome back," He said, his voice very soft and gentle, "Welcome back all of you. I trust you have all had a great summer, and are looking forward to a great school year. Not, any second the first years should be joining us." Not a second later, the door opened, once again. Professor McGonagall had gone back into the halls to greet the first years. Now, she was leading all of the startled, young, and nervous students into the hall, and up to the front of the room.
Everyone at the tables watched as the little children walked into the room. Some looked very calm, and collected. While others were wearing a look of pure nausea. Hermione, Harry, and Ron smiled. They were all wondering if they had been that way when the were first years. That nervous, and small.
"Neah." They all thought to themselves. Finally, once all of the first years had all gathered around the Sorting Hat, the old, tattered hat started to burst into song. As the hat sang it's new version of the song, Hermione, Harry ,and Ron all turned to see who was wanting them. Of course, it was none other that Malfoy and his crew of idiots.
"Psssttt, Pottey!" Malfoy exclaimed, talking to Harry, " Have you had any mor hallucinations lately. I heard the hot weather really does something to someone's brain." He snickered, with a smirk on his face. Expectantly, all of his little groupies laughed along with him.
"Boy, Malfoy," Ron retaliated, " you must not have had anything go wrong, considering you have no brain to harm." This time, Harry, Hermione, and Ron gave the mimic of all of Malfoy's friends' laughs, or better yet, shrieks. Malfoy just rolled his eyes, and turned toward the front of the room, trying to pay attention to the hat.
Hermione laughed, "That was a good one Ron." Then she added, " Can you believe I have to be stuck with THAT," she said, thrusting her thumb over her shoulder, pointing to Malfoy, "all year?" Ron just shook his head.
"You are my hero if you can go through the whole school year without screaming, or absolutely going furious over being with him."
Hermione smiled, " Yeah." Then, she noticed that the hat had stopped its song. Now, it was time for the long task of the first years being sorted.
Professor McGonagall rolled out the list of names that were to be called in alphabetical order.
"Baker, Brittany!" She screamed out, looking through the crowd of students. Finally, a very petite brunette walked up and sat on the stool nervously. Her face was so white that she looked like she was about to faint. Finally the hat made its decision, and screamed out, "GRYFFINDOR!"
The whole Gryffindor table stood up in applause. Harry, Ron, and Hermione joined everybody else in the excitement. They all knew how great it felt when you have people that wanted you in their group. As the little girl took her seat, the coloring in her face came back again, and a large grin was spread from ear to ear.
Once the table had calmed down, the next person was called up, " Phillips, Christopher." Professor McGonagall announced, reading the name off of the list. An angry, big, bulky kid came waddling up his way to the stool. Everyone could hear the creaking of the stool as he sat on it. This time it took the hat a little longer to decide. But, finally, it screamed out, "Slytherin."
Unlike the Gryffindor, there were only a few claps to be heard from the unhappy, grouchy Slytherins. Professor Snape, Head of Slytherin House, was clapping silently, with a bored expression on his face.
All of the kids from A to Z were called. There had been thirteen kids all together that had been placed into Gryffindor. A few times while Hermione, Ron, and Harry were waiting for the sorting to be ended, and the food to appear, they would laugh at the loudness of their stomachs' grumbling for food.
"Well," Dumbledore said, standing up, " Congratulations to all of the first years, and we all welcome you to Hogwarts. There are a few rules. First of all, the Forbidden Forrest is strictly off limits to anyone and everyone. Unless accompanied by one of the staff members. The curfew every night is ten o'clock. If you are caught a prefect, a teacher, Mr. Filch, or any other staff member, you will either get detention, points removed from your house's account, or maybe even both, So, unless you want to get caught, and in trouble, do not break curfew." At these words Hermione, Ron, and Harry were glad that they COULD break curfew, considering nobody could see them if they were,( If they were using the invisibility cloak). " I guess there's nothing else." Professor Dumbledore said, looking around at all of the people surrounding him at the table for suggestions on what else to say. "Oh, yes. Tomorrow will be the first day if lessons. Professor McGonagall will be handing out schedules at breakfast. Now, It's time to feast." With that, he clapped his hands together twice, and food of all kinds appeared on the table. Pumpkin pastries, Roast beef, turkey, rolls, and much more were beginning to disappear from the once shining silver china. Quickly, Harry, Hermione, and Ron filled their plates, and gratefully started to stuff their mouths with delicious foods.
"Oh my God." Hermione said, leaning back on her seat. I think I have gained about ten pounds from that one meal."
"Yeah." Harry said, patting his stomach, "I think I will be visiting my old friend Mr. Toilet here in a few minutes." Harry and Hermione both looked at Ron for a reply. But, instead, his mouths swelled up with air inside, and when he let go, a humongous belch quieted the whole half of the Gryffindor table.
Ron laughed sheepishly, " Sorry." Hermione and Harry just shook their heads in a quiet laughter. Then Professor Dumbledore stood back up.
"If I could please have your attention. I would like to also announce this year's Head Girl, Hermione Granger." Dumbledore said, directing to where Hermione was sitting, baffled from the sudden introduction. She stood up, her face turning red with embarrassment as everyone turned to look at her. Then, once he turned away from her, she sat down quickly, incredibly embarrassed. " And I would also like to announce this year's Head Boy, Draco Malfoy." Malfoy stood up from his Slytherin table with pride and joy. Or maybe because he just wanted to show off to all of the other seventh years that he was head boy, and they weren't. This time everyone stared at him. Malfoy quite enjoyed the attention, but finally took his seat. "Now, Head students. I would like for you to come meet with me up here as soon as everybody is filing out. Saying so, I would like all prefects to take the students back to their dormitories to get a good night's rest for a day of lessons tomorrow." Obeying orders, all of the prefects stood up, and signaled for their house's students to follow them. Immediately, all hell broke loose as everyone tried to rush out of the Great Hall. Hermione turned to Harry and Ron,
"I'll see you guys later. Wait for me in the Common Room." She instructed loudly, over many head. She could see them nod as they were pushed into the bustling crowd. Then, Hermione turned around and pushed through the crowd. She felt like a fish swimming up stream. But, finally, she got to where Professor Dumbledore was waiting for them in front of the teacher's table.
"Good Evening, the two of you." Professor Dumbledore greeted with a glimmer in his eyes, as usual. " I just wanted to inform the two of you that there will be a meeting for all of the prefects in two days. You two will need to inform them of their duties, and give them their schedules."
"Wait, Professor." Malfoy said, " Where are the schedules at?" Hermione looked at Dumbedore for his reply.
"Augh, yes." Professor Dumbledore said with a smile, " There is a Head Boy and Head Girl dormitory on the second floor. There, on the table when you enter you will find the schedules that you are to give the prefects. You can choose to either sleep in the Gryffindor or Slytherin dormitory, if you wish. But, you may also stay in the dormitories. If I must say so myself, I would rather sleep in the Head's dormitory. It is much comfier." With that, he turned and started to leave.
" Oh, wait. Professor Dumbledore." Hermione said, stopping the Professor in his tracks. " Where is the Head's dormitory?"
"Oh, yes. Right." Professor Dumbledore said with a grin, " I'm telling you. As I get older, the more I just loose my mind." He joked. Both Hermione and Malfoy laughed. "It is on the second floor down the hall where there are paintings of gardens. There will be one painting with an angel fountain. Go to that and smell the rose in the very corner. The angel will come to life. Tell the angel the password: Laughing Lozenges." Then, Professor Dumbledore walked away.
Hermione looked at Malfoy for a second and said, "Are you going to be sleeping in the Head's dormitory?" She asked anxiously.
"Why, do you want me to keep you company?" He asked with a perverted smirk. Hermione rolled her eyes and thought to herself, " What a jerk." She then turned her back on him, and walked away. As she was walking away, he stopped her.
"Hey, Granger." He said, raising his hand to get her attention, " I actually was going sleep in there if that was all right with you."
Hermione thought about it for a moment. It wouldn't be so bad. They should at ;east go and check it out. "Fine then," she replied, " Let's go check it out." She then turned around, and started to make her way out of the now almost empty Great Hall.
"Granger, wait up!" He said, running after her. The both walked by each other to the second floor that was full of paintings of gardens. Then they walked along the hall to look for the one he had instructed for them to go to. Finally they reached the painting with the angel fountain.
"Okay, you try it." Malfoy said, pointing to the rose in the far corner. He obviously didn't want to look like a fool sniffing a painting. Hermione rolled her eyes and sniffed the rose. Suddenly, the fountain came to life, just like Dumbledore had said it would.
"Laughing Lozenges." Malfoy said loudly with a grin. The fountain nodded, and swung open. The moment they walked into the dormitory, they knew it was a right choice choosing to stay there. The whole room's atmosphere was so cozy. The fireplace in the center of the room was lit, and there was one large sofa, a love seat, and to lazy-boy recliners.
"Wow." Hermione said, looking around the dormitory. " Now, this I can live with."
"Yeah," Malfoy said, walking over to the fireplace he rubbed his fingers across the top, checking for dust. Hermione was amazed by this,
"Oh, wait. I bet this isn't near good enough for King Malfoy, is it?" She asked looking over at him.
"On the contrary, I quite like it." Malfoy said matter- of- factly. "Oh, look. There are the schedules." He said walking over to the table in the middle of the room. He then picked it up, and started to read it. Once he read it, and placed it back on the table. " Well, Granger. I think I'm going to hit the sack." He said with a big yawn. With that, he walked into the bedroom that had HEAD BOY engraved in the door. Hermione rolled her eyes. She still was shocked that she would be stuck with Malfoy ALL year. Then she walked over to where the schedules were laying, and picked them up. She read over them, and then folded them up, taking them with her into her room. Just to keep them safe. She walked into the room that was labeled HEAD GIRL with a long, exhausted yawn. She then looked around the room. There was a king-sized poster sitting in the center of the room. It had gold and maroon sheets and covers on it. It also had gold and maroon fluffy throw pillows decorating it. There was a large armoire on the left side of the bed that was big enough to hold her cloths for every day of the year. The, on the right side of the bed was a small end table with a gold and maroon handkerchief laying over top of it. And just beside of that was a large vanity and mirror. That had gold and maroon hangings falling gracefully from the sides. Just the Gryffindor spirit. She thought as she walked over to her suitcase that was laying next to the vanity. She then unzipped it, and pulled out a pair of her favorite plaid pajamas, with her pink bunny slippers to go with it. Then, she pulled out her bag of toiletries, and went into the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth.
Even the bathroom was nicer that she had expected. It was all very decorative. A whole variety of fruit was sitting next to the humongous bathtub that would probably fit her and about four other people. There was a nice steam shower as well, on the other side of the bathroom. Then, she walked over to the other side of the bathroom where there was a long, marble counter top with two shining sinks. She placed all of her toiletries next to the sink on the left side, all accept her face wash and her toothbrush.
Once she was all cleaned up, and had good breath, she was ready for bed. She left all of her things inside of the bathroom, and went back into the bedroom. Then she walked over to her bed, pulled down the covers, and hopped in. The heavy comforter felt so very comfortable. Everything that happened that day completely slipped her mind as she fell into a deep, relaxing sleep.
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