1a/n: sorry guys! I couldn't write earlier because we went out of town and haven't been home for a while. Well, here's chapter 4!

When Hermione Granger got to Platform 9 and 3/4, she ran through the brick barrier to meet Harry, Ron, and Ginny. When she boarded the Hogwarts Express, though, she hugged everyone bye, wished them a good trip, and proceeded directly to her carriage which read, "Head Girl," and across from her room, she noticed, was a door identical to hers that read, "Head Boy,".

Hermione entered the compartment feeling very self conscious. She didn't want to make a fool of herself on her very first day of being Head Girl. When she sat down, she was surprised to see Professor McGonagall standing in the corner, looking at her expectantly.

"Hello Professor," Hermione whispered shyly.

"Ms. Granger," McGonagall acknowledged her. "I am here to tell you your duty as a Head."

"Yes, ma'am." Hermione replied, taking in the scarlet bed, classroom, library, and tray of sandwiches that surrounded her.

"Ms. Granger!" McGonagall snapped.

"I am aware that the objects in this room are astonishing, yes, but I need you to listen to me right now!"

"Sorry, Professor," Hermione mumbled, embarrassed by her momentary lack of attention.

"You and your fellow Head will share a bathroom, but will have separate bedrooms for privacy reasons. The password for your dormitory is 'Never Again'."

"Excuse me ma'am, but why 'Never Again'?"

"Because," reasoned Professor McGonagall, " once you catch a glimpse of your room-mate, you'll never want to share anything with him, never want to make friends with him, or never again see him. I've made the observation that you aren't the best of friends. I hope you can learn to get along?"

"Anything to be Head ma'am," Hermione said enthusiastically, although if Malfoy was Head Boy, she'd do anything not to be Head.

"Very well," she finished, and left Hermione alone in the room.

Hermione went into her library, found a book, grabbed the tray of sandwiches, and headed for the classroom to read. She didn't feel like doing much else. She never did. At 12:45, Hermione got tired of reading (something that surprised even her) so she put everything away neatly and walked to her silk bed and tried to sleep.

Impossible, at least on a train anyway. She couldn't (or more likely, wouldn't) do magic while she was on the train to stop the rattling, so she just laid there, staring at the ceiling, thinking.

It can't be Malfoy she thought to herself, He's been in too much trouble.

But Hermione knew that was false the moment she said it. Draco was smart enough to stay out of trouble, but still cause mischief, she knew at least that much.

Then she thought about the password again. There were a lot of people Hermione wouldn't want to see after Hogwarts. So tons of people could be her room-mate.

At 2:00, she decided to start getting changed. Her timing was perfect. As soon as she had fastened her Gryffindor tie, the train stopped.

Hermione wasted no time on getting outside to the Heads' Carriage. She wanted to be there before her room-mate.

She waited for what seemed like a century, until she finally heard the crunching footsteps outside.

Oh no, she thought, there's been a terrible mistake.

She thought this to herself as a very handsome blond boy with sharp, cold, grey eyes, dressed in Slytherin robes appeared in the doorway.

Oh no, she thought, not Draco Malfoy!