Summary: The golden trio are in their last year of Hogwarts, and Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy have become head girl and boy. What happens when something so drastic happens that causes the golden trio to break up? Who is there to comfort Hermione? Rated M for scenes coming up. R & R please.
Drowning in My TearsDisclaimer: I think that everyone knows that I do not own Harry Potter
Chapter 2: The Lion and the Snake
Hermione looked up as she walked into the Heads compartment.
"Malfoy! What are you doing with that knife!"
He looked up and sneered at her with his cold, empty eyes. Hermione shivered as she looked at them.
"None of your fucking business mudblood. Now, either leave or sit down and shut up."
Hermione still stared at the knife with an apprehensive look on her eyes.
Draco sneered at her as she watched him. He put up the knife and looked her up and down.
Hermione had definatley grown a lot over the summer. Her hair was no longer frizzy and light brown. It was now straight and dyed a very dark brown, almost close to black. She had grown a lot physically over the summer too. Her body had the right curves in all the right places.
Damn! How did Granger manage to transform herself so much?Draco smirked at her before returning to his music.
Hermione sat down and looked at Malfoy with confusion.
Why would her want to take his own life? From what I know he is perfectly happy.
As she sat there she couldn't help but take a good look at Draco. Her eyes swept up and down his firm, lean body right up to his face. His soft silver blond hair fell in front of his cloudy silver eyes as he stared off into space.
I always thought that Malfoy's eyes were beautiful. Any girl could get lost in them. Even I could.
She blushed as she was thinking this. Shaking her head, she tried to get thoughts of him out of her mind. As she was just about to say something to him, Professor McGonagall walked in to the compartment.
"Hello Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Granger."
Hermione said hello politely as Draco just nodded to show he was listening.
"First of all, I am pleased to congradulate you on getting head boy and girl. This year will be very stressful for you because of your NEWTS. I hope both of you can keep up with your head duties and still have plenty of time for your schoolwork."
Hermione and Draco just nodded at her to show they understood.
"Now, let's talk about the important matters. This year we will have a Christmas Ball, like usual. You two will arrange everything. It will only be for fourth years and above. First, second, and third years will have a fun fair on the Hogwarts grounds instead. I will leave you two here to talk things over. I have other important things to do."
Professor McGonagall the compartment quickly. Draco and Hermione sat there for a while just staring at each other. Hermione finally spoke up.
"Look, Malfoy, we are going to be spending a lot of time together this year, so how about we make a truce?"
"What do you mean Granger?"
"You will be polite to me, and I will be polite to you. Also, you have to stop calling me mudblood."
Draco looked at Hermione apprehensively.
"Ok, I guess."
Hermione smiled at him and got up. She started to walk away from the compartment, but stopped and glanced one more time at Draco. Then she left and closed the door quietly behind her.
Hermione walked slowly away from the Head compartment wondering why Draco Malfoy just agreed to something she had said. She pondered on it while she was walking and almost walked into someone.
"Whoa Hermione, careful there."
Hermione looked up and saw Harry standing in front of her.
Hermione gave him a small smile.
"Sorry, I was thinking about something and didn't notice where I was walking."
"Well, you better put your thinking on hold because we're almost at Hogwarts. Professor McGonagall told me to tell you that you and the other prefects need to help the first years find their way to the lake."
Hermione nodded and left. She began to walk around to look for the prefects. She found them all sitting in the Prefect's compartment, apparently waiting for her. Draco was sitting by Blaise and talking to him about something.
She looked around at all the faces in the compartment. Ginny and Ron Weasly were the Gryffindor prefects. Padma Patil and Terry Boot were the Ravenclaw prefects. The Hufflepuff prefects were Hannah Abbot and Justin Finch-Fletchley. The Slytherin prefects were Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson.
"Ahem."
All conversations stopped and everyone turned toward Hermione.
"I have been informed by Professor McGonagall that we are supposed to help the lower years by leading them into the castle. The Head Boy and I will escort the first years to the lake."
Everyone scrambled out of their seats and in a minute only she and Draco were left in the compartment. Without a word, they left and found the first years.
As Hermione looked at the first years, she realized that they were really short.
Is it just me or are the first years getting smaller and smaller every year?
Draco pushed past Hermione and started directing the first years.
"Alright midgets, follow me."
"Malfoy! You cannot call them midgets."
Malfoy glared at her, but didn't say anything.
Hermione could feel the anger rise up in her, but all she did was follow Malfoy. Unfortunately, being in 7th year meant she had to ride across the lake for a second time during her 7 years in Hogwarts. Today, it looked like the sky was about to pour out rain any minute.
Let's just hope that it doesn't start raining or we'll all be soaked as hell.
Hermione looked at the gloomy sky. She walked over to Hagrid and the boats and sighed.
"'Ello 'Ermione! 'Ow are you doin'?"
"I'm doing great Hagrid."
"Well that's wonderful. Firs' years in the boats!"
Hermione begrudgingly climbed into a boat as she felt the rain begin to come down. In just a few minutes, it was pouring.
This is so not a great start to my last year of Hogwarts.
They approached the castle and the first years all held their breathes at what would await them in the enormous building before them.
Harry sat down at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall next to Ron and watched the doors where the first years were supposed to come in.
The doors opened, and in walked very soaked first years with Hermione and Draco. Hermione walked over to the Gryffindor Table and sat down between Ron and Harry.
"Bloody hell Hermione! You're soaking wet!"
Hermione gave Ron an annoyed look.
"Well thanks for stating the obvious Ronald."
Harry smiled at Hermione.
"Well, we all know that Ron here isn't the smartest person, so we have to give him some credit for at least noticing that you're wet."
Ron scowled at Harry and tried to punch him. Hermione sighed at their childish antics, as she watched Dumbledore begin to give his speech.
"Welcome first years, and welcome back everyone else to another great year at Hogwarts! I hope that this year will be a great one indeed. Some announcements must be made before you all can eat. This year we will be having a Christmas Ball, and a talent competition, as well as…"
Dumbledore stopped talking because of all the murmurs that could be heard around the hall. Everyone seemed to be very exited about the talent competition. As the crowd settled down, he continued. Hermione already knew about the Christmas ball, but had heard nothing about the talent competition.
Maybe Professor McGonagall forgot to tell us.
"As I was saying, a talent competition, as well as a graduation party for the seventh years. The Christmas Ball will only be for fourth years an up. The first through third years will have a fun fair. Furthermore information will be given to the heads and prefects later. Now, it is time to eat!"
As Dumbledore finished, food began to appear on the plates, and the hall began to fill with noises of people talking and eating. Hermione watched as Harry and Ron shoveled food down their throats. She herself had no appetite today, so she just ate some bread.
As everyone finished eating, Dumbledore got up to make another announcement.
"Prefects, lead your house's first years to their respective common rooms, and come back to the Great Hall. Heads stay here. I must speak with you all."
Hermione sat at her seat until everyone was out of the Great Hall, and got up to go stand by Dumbledore. Draco was still sitting at the Slytherin table, looking out of it.
I wonder why he is so different this year? Usually he would be talking loudly to his friends.
Before Hermione could think about this anymore, the prefects began coming back one by one. When everyone was back in the Great Hall, Dumbledore began to talk.
"As I was saying before the feast, this year the Prefects and the Heads will be helping in the arrangements for the talent competition and the Christmas Ball. When it gets closer to the time of those events, you will be given information about what to do. Now, getting on the a more important thing, the Prefects and Heads will now be sharing a common room. From the common room, there will be doors leading to each of your individual rooms. In your rooms, there will be portraits of each of the founders of Hogwarts, and through the portraits is a passageway that leads to the respective common room. Now I will lead you all there. Please follow me."
Hermione, Draco, Ginny, Ron, Padma, Terry, Hannah, Justin, Blaise, and Pansy followed Dumbledore out of the Great Hall.
As they walked, Ron ran to catch up with Hermiones.
"Oi, Herms, what do you think the rooms will look like?"
"I don't know Ron, but knowing Hogwarts, I think it will be beautiful."
They stopped in front of a picture of the forbidden forest. I was misty and dark. There was a centaur standing in the center of the picture. Dumbledore turned around a started to explain.
"This is Phiones. He is the watcher of your common room. You must give him a password to enter. The password is 'mystic myriad'. You may now go in."
They all looked inside as the door swung open. Hermione, along with everyone expect for Draco, Blaise, and Pansy, gasped at the wonderful sight before their eyes.
Their common room was humongous. It was shaped in a circle. In the center, there were four couches with their own house colors on each one. There were 6 foot windows along the wall behind the couches, facing the lake. In front of the couches was a gigantic fireplace.
Along the other walls, there were books, rows and rows of books that made Hermione's jaw drop. In the bookshelves there were doors. On top of the doors it said, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, and Hufflepuff. There were two doors on each side of the room. There was a door beside the fireplace that said Heads. There was another door on the other side of the fireplace.
Dumbledore allowed everyone time to gape at the room before talking again.
"Through each of the doors there is a short hallway that leads to two more doors. Those doors lead to your rooms. I shall leave you here to get settled. Oh, one more thing, you will be handing out schedules tomorrow. I shall leave them here. Good night."
Everyone said good night as they walked away to their rooms.
Hermione and Draco went to the doorway beside the fireplace, and entered silently. As they walked for a few seconds, they saw their rooms. On the doors were their names.
"Great, I have to be in a room across a mud… muggleborn."
Hermione looked at him with no expression on her face.
He actually remembered our conversation earlier.
"Well, your just going to have to endure it this year."
With this said, Hermione went into her room, and slammed the door shut. She glanced around her room, and realized that it was just as beautiful as the common room was. Her bed was king sized, with red and gold sheets and pillows. She had gold drapes hanging on the sides of her bed, and the rest of her room was decorated with various red and gold things. Also, as Dumbledore had told her, there were the portraits of the founders of Hogwarts. Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, and Rowena Ravenclaw smiled at her. Salazar Slytherin just sneered.
There was a desk near the window, and a small bookshelf. There were two other doors in her room. She opened one, and her jaw dropped. It was a closet, and it was bigger than her room at home. When she was done gaping at the closet, she opened the other door.
Through this door was a magnificent bathroom that had white counters, a gigantic mirror, a shower, a hot tub the size of two Hermiones, and a toilet. Fluffy white towels littered the bathroom, and a bathrobe hung by the shower. Hermione decided to take a shower and go to sleep.
I'll need lots of sleep for tomorrow.
Meanwhile
Draco also went into his room. It was the same as Hermiones, except with green a silver colors. He decided that he would take a shower in the morning, and went straight to bed.
So? What do you think? Over 2,000 words. I suddenly got the idea for a talent competition, and it'll make the story longer. Hope you guys like it. Good for a second chapter, if I do say so myself. Please R & R!