Starting Traditions
Draco Malfoy climbed onto the train for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry heading toward the compartment that he knew was his and his business associates. They had of course had this compartment since first year. This was his last year at Hogwarts and he wanted to create something that would be carried on in the same tradition as the sorting hat. Something special to the students of Hogwarts. Upon opening the door he saw that his business associate, Blaise Zabani was not alone.
"Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy, leave us." Draco waited only until the door was shut to begin the discussion. "The arrangements have already begun; we only have to spread the word."
"It's a go then?"
"Yes. You do still want to do this, don't you?"
"Draco, need you ask?" Both teens laughed at this because no male teenager in his right mind would pass this opportunity up, and because out of the entire school they knew each other the best. After all when one is raised to mask their emotion it is easy to see others masking their emotion as well.
"Shall we tell Pansy that we heard the rumor from some girls outside the loo, and have her go around telling everyone else?" Blaise steepled his fingers as he thought the plan through. Of course the plan had flaws, but what plan did not?
"Too risky. Someone would be bound to follow the line back to us." Draco thought some more about how he could get girls to come. "How about an enchanted note of some kind. Something that muggleborns know about as well. Paper airplanes! It's genius really. We send girls from every house a couple of enchanted paper airplanes and they will the all their friends."
"Good idea, mate! I do like that better than being caught. "
"Does this conclude out business?"
"No. Should we have the girls fill out a questionnaire, so as to know what they are expecting? I don't really want to be surprised and have some girl want me to become someone like Weasel or Hufflepuff." Blaise could see the wheels turning in Draco's mind. When he wasn't hiding it, Draco was very expressive in his thoughts and feelings.
"Good point about Weasel and Hufflepuff. What if they want a girl? After the pilot run if we find the questionnaire to be unnecessary we will now longer use them."
"Brilliant. That now concludes the business portion of our ride. I can't wait to get laid by girls and be getting paid for it! Even if I am some other bloke, that'll be half the fun." Blaise did enjoy sex.
"And they can't get upset about being used because they're paying for the sex. Besides that we'll get to know who the girls actually want to have sex with." Draco grinned, a thing he normally only did around friends. He wanted to know who girls really fancied, but not to use it against them, just to know. Blaise sighed.
"Draco, what would I ever do without you?" Draco snorted.
"Unfortunately you'd survive. Shit, I have to go to the Head's compartment. Work on the questionnaires, or the recruiting and training, whichever one is more difficult." Draco stood, fixed his robes, his hair and made his way to the Head's compartment.
When he reached the Head's compartment he knocked and since no one answered just walked right in. The sight he found mildly surprised him. The girl of course was Hermoine Granger, who else could have been chosen to be Head Girl, but he was surprised to see her sleeping. He should have known that the cute girl would turn into a beautiful woman. Her hair was long, and flowed down her back in easy sleek curls. Flawless skin with natural coloring. A body that wasn't thin, and wasn't large, but pleasantly full, with curves in all the perfect places. And she was sleeping.
Draco tore his eyes off the sleeping girl and looked around the compartment. On the desk was a piece of paper that he could have sworn wasn't there when he walked in.
Mister Malfoy and Miss Granger,
Congratulations on becoming Head Boy and Head Girl. Due to the fact that there was business to attend to at Hogwarts I left the instructions for your duties and directions to your common room in and envelope that will appear as soon as you both read this note. Mister Malfoy please wake Miss Granger, the poor dear fell asleep waiting for our arrival and has rested peacefully for some time now. We didn't have the heart to wake her. Congratulations again.
Sincerely,
Headmaster of Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry Albus Dumbledoor
Good old Dumbledoor. Draco looked again at the sleeping girl. Of course Dumbledoor would make him do something that no one else wanted to do.
Draco slowly walked to Hermoine's body and nudged her shoulder while saying her name softly. When she only shifted to a more comfortable position Draco said his greeting more loudly.
"Granger, get up." Again the girl only stirred but did not leave the land of dreams. "Granger! Hermoine Granger, wake up!" That did the trick. Hermoine opened her eyes and stretched.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Instead of answering Draco handed her the note from Dumbledoor, and sure enough when she was finished reading the note two envelopes appeared one the desk. Draco was about to leave with his when Hermoine's voice stopped him.
"How did you know that woke me up?" Draco looked at Hermoine's eyes.
"I didn't. I only got lucky." Hermoine grinned in a way that said she found amusement in something secret. Draco had never seen anything on Hermoine's face except scowls, frowns, and sneers.
"Harry and Ron have known me for years, and Ginny knew my name woke me up years before they did, and you, Draco Malfoy, figured that out as quickly as Ginny. I find that amusing for some reason." Though he wouldn't admit it to anyone he too found it immensely amusing for reasons unknown to himself.
The two took turns reading their Head duties out loud. They would have to power to give or take points, hand out detentions, along with being permitted to be tardy or absent from a class with the excuse of having Head business. They would share a bathroom, and a common room, although they would only have one bedroom, with two beds. If they fought one of the beds would disappear leaving only one giant bed, if they continued to fight the room would get progressively smaller. It went to explain their patrolling duties.
"All that to promote house unity? It's a bit too far." Draco memorized the patrolling schedule and was glad to see that the Heads had the weekends off. He studied the map they were given and saw that the Head's Apartment was located in between the Slytherin and Griffindor common rooms.
"You don't know the half of it." Hermoine also memorized all this, but was distracted by thoughts of her pajamas, or lack there of. She's always worn lingerie to bed because no on would be around to see it, but now, she almost regretted the decision. Almost.
"I'm leaving."
"Thanks for the announcement." Hermoine said gathering her things to also leave.
"I didn't want you to miss me."
"Fat chance of that happening." Hermoine and Draco went their separate ways to their own compartments.