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Chapter 6

Breakfast

Hermione awoke the next morning slightly angry but overjoyed at her first morning back. Glancing over at her clock, she hopped out of bed. It was already 7:00, and she had a class at 8:00, of her schedule was the same times as last year. Heading into her bathroom, she stopped and grabbed a light blue shirt and dark blue jeans. Hopping into her shower, she thought about the hectic year before her. It would not be easy to live with Malfoy and not commit suicide. Changing and blow drying her now controlled hair, she finally examined the weird feeling she had had last night after Dumbledore left. It felt like she had wanted to pummel Malfoy into a bloody pulp and kiss him at the same time. Finishing straightening her hair, she began to apply her eyeliner and mascara. She only had to straighten her hair once a week since she had done a little potion to help it. Grabbing her tennis shoes, she pulled them on and went outside to the main room. Malfoy was sitting at the table.

"Not today Malfoy." Hermione said, barely glancing at him.

"Or ever, Granger." Malfoy replied cordially.

"Whatever," Hermione headed out the door to the Great Hall. She slammed her notebooks down on the table between Harry and Ron. She grabbed a bagel and some cream cheese.

"Hey Hermione. Who shoved a stick up your butt?" Harry asked, noting the look on her face.

Right then Malfoy came into the Great Hall.

"Right. Answered that question," Ron commented. "Let's see if he can answer mine. Wh-did he do anything to you last night?"

"Well, we each yelled at each other, almost got into a duel, but no, nothing else." Hermione say up and noticed Dean handing down--"Oh! Schedules!"

Harry and Ron wanted to continue the conversation, but when Hermione said something was over, it was over.

Draco grinned, watching Hermione receive her schedule with such obvious joy. It was in all actuality pretty funny.

"Hey Draco," Pansy sat down by Draco and tried to catch his attention. It couldn't be caught, and especially not by her.

Draco stood up and grabbed his schedule from whatever girl who was passing them out. Looking at it, he grinned. The first class of his day was Potions at 8:00. They had it with the Gryffindors. Well, Draco calculated, that's in half an hour. So in half an hour, there will be quite a show. He just about full out laughed. This should be hilarious. Head Boy and Girl were always partners.