Hermione, Ron, and Harry were going to have their last adventure. It would be their last year at Hogwarts. Of course they needed to leave the school with a bang!

"I'll sure miss you two," Harry said as he looked at his two best friends. Ron's ears turned pink, and Hermione gave him a hug.

"Oh, c'mon Harry! The year has only started," Hermione told him with a smile on her face. The popular trio quickly ran to Platform 9 3/4. Hedwig began to flutter crazily as a bleach blonde hair boy walked by.

"Hello Potter, Weasley." He smirked and walked away. "I'll see you on the Train Mudblood!" He added in quickly before stepping onto the steaming locomotive. Ron's face turned as red as his ears, and he pulled out his wand.

"NO! Ron! No. Don't waste your time on him," She scowled at the freak Slytherin. She had always wondered how he could be so mean all the time. He was an awful boy, to say the least, but you'd think occasionally it would hurt him to be mean and he'd try to be a little bit nicer.

The three amigos boarded the train. Hermione gave a quick wave to Ron, and Harry. Since she was Head girl she had to supervise all the students on the train younger than her.

She strolled the corridors lazily, wishing she had something better to do. But of course, the bookworm Hermione Granger would never leave her place in duty. She wanted very much to prove that she could handle the position of Head Girl.

When she saw Malfoy walk by she raised her head high and pushed him out of the way using her shoulder. He stood right back up not even caring, but with a sarcastic response.

"Kinky, are we today, Granger?" He chuckled and went the other way. Instead of Hermione be furious she thought kinky? Silly Malfoy... Wait what am I thinking? Instead she wiped out that part of her day and walked up and down the corridors again, letting her mind wander free.

When they got off the train, Malfoy was staring at Hermione as she rejoined Harry and Ron with great relief. Her face had turned red.

" Hermione are you alright, you look like you ate something hot! Are you ok?" Ron asked, Harry agreeing.

She knew that Draco Malfoy was still looking at her but she did nothing and looked at Ron's gentle yet confused face.

"Yes Ron. I'm fine." They all smiled but Harry stopped in his tracks and looked over to see Malfoy still staring at Hermione. He turned towards the blonde and scowled.

"Potty, move! Your big head's in my way!" Draco said, right to the boy's face.

"Yes, sir, Captain Peroxide, sir!" Harry said, saluting the boy and laughing as he walked off with his friends.

When they arrived at the feast everyone was eating the scrumptious meal. First years were being sorted. Only a few of them joined Gryffindor! Most were Hufflepuff.

Hermione was tired and didn't feel like waiting for the two starving boys to finish their meals.

She sat there a bit longer still, but they continued on. She thought it'd never end. Her brown eyes grew wide and she remembered that she had a special room this year. Now she was anxious to check it out, and Harry and Ron were still going slow.

"Is it okay if I head upstairs and check out the Head Boy and Girl lounge?" The two boys had mouths so full they could hardly speak.

"Do chunid zumwon chu go opthur wich you?" Ron asked, his mouth filled with red potatoes.

"What in the world, Ron?" Hermione replied, wondering what he said. Ron looked up at her with his blue eyes, and swallowed down his food.

"Do you want someone to go up there with you?" He repeated. Hermione nodded her head in understanding.

"Umm, but no, thanks. I'm fine. I can go on my own. Do come up and check on me later though, okay?" She asked, starting to walk away and look back at the boys. They simply nodded and looked right back down at their food.

You'd think Mrs. Weasley starves them, the way they eat, Hermione thought to herself. Ha, never mind. That's a fat chance that'll ever happen!

The brightest witch of her age made her way up winding staircases and secret passages all throughout the school. In fact, she became quite worn out. She wondered if she'd have to do this every day just to get back to where she slept. She sure hoped not.

Hermione went up to a half lion and half snake portrait.

"Muggles." She said softly. She had wondered exceedingly hard on why the password was what it was. Malfoy was Head Boy, she knew that, and he'd never go for that sort of thing.

As the door opened, Hermione's first thought was on how beautiful it looked. Colors of green and red bedazzled the room, and made it look much more lively than the common rooms for Gryffindor and Slytherin. Portraits that were smiling at her as she made her way across the large lounge, touching small trinkets as she went along. Only one thing would ever make this room bad.

Draco Malfoy.

She went up to her room, where she was shocked to also find Malfoy's things. She thought that it was quite odd and stupid to share a room with him. Beh was the only word to come to mind!

"Hello Granger." Came a sly voice behind the girl. Hermione jumped at the sound of her name. She nodded to the Malfoy that had just spoken to her. She noticed he wasn't wearing a shirt.

Oh Merlin, he's only wearing a shirt! He must be going to bed! Wow, he has a good body! WHAT AM I THINKING? All of these thoughts poured through Hermione's brain and made her turn to goo as she studied the shape of the Slytherin. He had muscular tough arms, obviously buff from Quidditch. His legs were also very muscular, as she could see through his pants. Perhaps he played rugby? Suddenly she realized what was going on, and came to her senses.

"Malfoy can you put a shirt on?" She asked, turning her head away so she couldn't see him.

"What's the matter, Granger?" He asked in his sly voice, smirking the way he always does when he's got a plan on his mind.

"Nothing just the sight of you makes me sick! I don't need to see any more of you than I already have, thanks!" She tried frantically to make up excuses.

He smirked, "Nice one, Granger! But you know you want to look at me!" He jumped on his bed, still eyeing the Gryffindor.

He does have a point, she smiled and thought to herself.

"Whatever you say, Malfoy," She said again, thinking quick on her feet.

He walked up to her. Hermione's heart was beating fast. She had no clue what was going on. Why in the world would Draco Malfoy, the mean Slytherin that calls her a Mudblood, even speak to her? She was so confused. Was he just doing this because she was a girl? Or was he doing it because he had suddenly become nice?

He walked in front of her, and wrapped her finger around one of her many ringlets of hair. He rubbed it slowly, feeling its texture. He wondered why Granger didn't move. She knew though. She was in a state of complete and utter shock.

What in Merlin's world is going on here? She thought to herself.

"I guess you are sort of pretty. I mean... pretty ugly! I mean..." His face turned a crimson red. This was rather unusual to Hermione though. She had never seen him any other color but pale!

He decided in a quick motion to kiss her on the forehead and walk to his bed.

Of course Hermione Granger didn't move. She just lay there on top of her head smiling awkwardly.

A strange silence followed and Hermione turned out the light.

"Night Malfoy." She said in response and went into the bathroom to change.

"Goodnight, Granger."

-Madi

A/N: I am such a tease! Review if you like it, please!