I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER

Warning, this chapter will have Hermione bashing, as well as a good/neutral Malfoy.

Harry groaned, and cast a tempus. It was three in the morning, and he couldn't fall back asleep. He sighed and pulled out his invisibility cloak to go for a walk. He wandered his way to the Astronomy Tower, where he looked over the grounds, lost in his thoughts.

"Hello, Harry." A soft and melodic voice said.

Harry whirled around and saw Lady Hogwarts standing behind him. "It's you. What do you need?" He asked, turning back around to watch the lights in Hagrid's cabin go out.

"Well, to be frank, I need someone to be Headmaster or Headmistress." She giggled, and Harry's lips twitch into a small smile.

"Do you need help with finding a suitable one? I'll help wherever I can."

"Oh yes. Can you help me by…..being the Headmaster?"

Harry choked on his spit, and after a small coughing fit and gasping for air, he croaked, "Me? But I would make a terrible Headmaster!"

She shook her head furiously. "No, you wouldn't! You have qualities of all the four houses, hold no real grudges or prejudices against people, are incredibly intelligent no matter how much you try and dumb yourself down, and survived through where most would have broken down."

"Yeah...but I keep on getting into trouble, and my grades suck, and I'm only average at best with magic. I'm nothing special." Harry insisted.

"Harry James Potter! You are not only average in magic. Don't think I haven't seen you practicing complex spells in private! And your grades are bad because of those horrible people who you have as relatives. Don't blame yourself for something that isn't your fault! You keep getting into trouble because people keep pushing you into it, because they can't think for themselves, and therefore push you to do it all for them." Hogwarts scolded, eyes flashing dangerously.

"But-"

"But nothing!"

Harry sighed and reluctantly nodded, and said, "Fine. I, Harry James Potter, accept the position as Headmaster." a flash of magic followed his proclamation.

She clapped her hands happily, and asked, "What first Headmaster?"

Harry sighed again and thought for a bit before saying, "First thing tomorrow I think I should tell Ron and Hermione. They should be able to help me."

Hogwarts nodded. "Night Harry!" She then faded away.

Harry smiled softly and whispered, "Night Hogwarts."

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The next morning Harry got up early and by the time Hermione and Ron had woken up he was eating breakfast at the Gryffindor table.

"Harry! You should have waited for us!" Hermione admonished him, and Harry frowned before shaking his head.

"Can we talk afterward in the RoR?" He whispered, and they both nodded their heads. Harry quickly grabbed a slice of toast and headed out. Pacing three times in front of the wall, he walked into a replica of the Gryffindor common room and settled down into one of the overstuffed armchairs. "Thanks, Room." He murmured, and waited patiently for his friends to arrive.

"Alright, Harry. Can you make this quick? I have a class soon." Hermione asked, and once again Harry was reminded of his friend's bossy and stuck up attitude from his first year.

Harry sighed quietly and decided to make it blunt. "Hogwarts chose me as Headmaster."

There was silence for a few moments before Ron shook his head while chuckling. "It's always you, right mate?"

Harry gave a bashful grin. "I suppose."

Hermione huffed. "I doubt it. No one in their right mind would ever choose you to be Headmaster."

Harry and Ron openly gaped at her, not believing what they were hearing. As she continued her rant, Harry felt betrayal sting him, and held back his tears. Ron, who saw his best friend was on the verge of bursting out into tears, whirled around to face Hermione with a fierce glare on his face. "Shut up! What kind of friend are you anyway? Telling Harry, who was clearly abused, things like that! He- no, we trusted you! You were our best friend, the sister of our small trio! Get out!"

Hermione stared at him, not comprehending what was happening.

"Get….OUT!" Ron roared, and she fled from the room. He turned back to Harry and hugged him close as the boy cried silently in the pain of betrayal.

"Harry." A soft and gentle voice said, and Ron looked up to see Lady Hogwarts trying to comfort his friend.

"Why did she do that?" Harry croaked, his own green eyes meeting Hogwarts' blue ones. Hogwarts paused, and ran through her many memories form when Hermione Granger first stepped foot on Hogwarts grounds.

"Miss Granger is someone who constantly prides herself to be the best at everything, and from the number of time I've seen her cry silently in her room, I believe that this is how she functions due to bullying from small minded people in her past. And then you come along, someone who she believes is only mediocre at best compared to her, and somehow get chosen to be Headmaster of the school. In her mind, you cheated somehow, because there is no other logical explanation behind you getting the position." the centuries old entity explained gently.

Harry nodded slowly, and pulled out of Ron's hug. He sighed deeply, and pushed the feeling of betrayal to the back of his mind. "Come on Ron. We have a job to do." he said determinedly, wiping his eyes and standing straight.

Ron smirked, and the two changed the room into a conference room. A long dark wood table with office chairs that had wheels, and a whiteboard complete with erasers and markers. Harry slid his glasses off his face and threw them into the trash bin that appeared in the corner of the room. "I secretly got contacts over the summer." Harry explained when Ron raised a questioning eyebrow at him.

"Ron, I was thinking about a council of two people per house. One girl, and one guy with Gryffindor as an exception because I don't want Hermione or Ginny, no offense."

Ron sighed and agreed. No matter how much Ginny tries to hide it, her obsession with Harry wouldn't help whatsoever.

Harry pulled out some parchment and some quills and wrote a letter to each chosen student to ask for them to join Ron and him in the RoR. "Dobby!" He called, and the eccentric house elf popped in.

"Master Harry Potter sir! Yous is calling me?" Dobby squeaked.

Harry rolled his eyes, hearing Ron snickering from behind him. "Can you call another three elves?"

Dobby snapped his fingers, and another three elves popped in. Harry held up the stack of letters.

"Can each of you take the letters to who they're addressed to?" Harry asked, giving each elf the letters according to house. They all nodded furiously, ears flopping about on their head, and they popped out.

"Just who are the Slytherins you chose?" Ron asked, frowning.

"Malfoy and Greengrass." Harry replied, leaning back.

"The ferret?! Why the bloody hell did you choose Malfoy?! He's literally been our enemy since first year Harry! And why Greengrass?" Ron exploded, his face turning a light shade of red.

Harry sighed, and ran his hand down his face. "I chose him because I feel as if this whole school rivalry thing is stupid, and has gone on for too long. And I chose Greengrass because she has good grades, and is the only other female Slytherin I know besides Pansy, who just isn't suited for this job," he replied steadily, "and yeah I know that he was the cause of me getting caught by Umbridge, but to be fair, he was being used and manipulated by her. Hell, we all were!"

Ron scowled for a minute longer before sighing. "Fine, but if he steps one toe out of line, he'll be sorry," he said fiercely.

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Dear (insert name here),

I assure this isn't a trap, a prank, or anything of that sort. Please come to the Room of Requirement. I can only explain if you come because I can't trust that this letter will be taken. Once again, I promise that this is no trap, prank, or anything of the like.

Yours sincerely, Harry James Potter

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Draco Malfoy and Daphne Greengrass stared at their letters before looking at each other, silently debating with the other about whether or not to go. They decided to go with caution. Because of Draco being on the Inquisitorial Squad, he knew where the Room of Requirement was and led his fellow Slytherin there. Upon entering, the duo found themselves in a room that looked like a conference room, and two people from each house were all seated there, staring at them.

"Harry! Why did you invite them? They're Slytherins!" They all exploded into anrgy arguments against the Slytherins, and Harry frowned before holding up his hand. The other students fell silent.

"I invited them here. Please try and cooperate with them, if only for my sake." He pleaded, and they all nodded slowly, impressing the Slytherins with his control over them. However, once Harry turned away, they all glared dangerously at the Slytherins, the message clear: Don't try anything, or you will regret it.

"Alright, now that we are all here, I bet you are wondering why I asked you all here." He paused. "You all know of Lady Hogwarts' announcement of choosing a Headmaster from the students, yes? Well, that was me. And I know I can't do it alone, so I called upon two people from each house. Why don't we all introduce ourselves and say our names along with our favorite dessert because I feel like knowing."

They all snickered and looked at each other to see who should go first. "Alright. I'll go. I'm Terry Boot from Ravenclaw, and my favorite dessert is a bowl of peanut butter ice cream." Terry said.

"I'm Luna Lovegood from Ravenclaw, and my favorite dessert is pudding." She said, her expression dreamy.

"I'm Justin Finch-Fletchley of the Hufflepuff house, and my favorite dessert is apple pie." Justin turned to his housemate.

"Susan Bones from Hufflepuff and I like all desserts." She said, smiling.

"Daphne Greengrass from Slytherin and I like chocolate cake," Daphne said, her eyes cold as ice.

"Draco Malfoy from Slytherin and I like biscuits." He said with a straight face before breaking out in a smirk.

"Ron Weasley from Gryffindor and I like any dessert," Ron said, grinning.

"I'm Neville Longbottom of Gryffindor, and I'm not much a dessert person," Neville said quietly, surprising everyone.

"And I am Harry Potter, as you all know because of my unwanted fame, and my favorite dessert is treacle tart," Harry said smiling. "Now that we all know who we are, I would first like to introduce Lady Hogwarts herself who will help us on our road to making Hogwarts a better place. First off, why don't we take a look at our economic situation."

Hogwarts handed Susan a folder containing a bunch of papers, and as she skimmed the documents, her face grew darker with each paper. "Harry, I hate to say this, but we have pretty much no money, and it's surprising that our school is even considered a school because of the downward spiral we've been going in. We're the laughing stock of the entire magical world!" She exclaimed.

"Can I see?" Harry asked, and Susan passed him the papers. His eyes dimmed as he too read the terrible news. He turned to the whiteboard and tapped it with his wand, showing everyone how bad their situation was. The markers drew out graphs and charts to show everything, with numbers written on the sides. "This is terrible. How do we fix this whole thing without money?" He muttered.

Hogwarts handed Harry another file, and he groaned once he saw what was inside. "This is even worse!"

"What is it?" Everyone asked.

"Turns out that a lot of the classes have been removed! This school is a lie. They've been telling us that Hogwarts is the best school in Europe, and it's nothing more than a laughing stock!" He growled, and Ron put a hand on his shoulder to calm him down. He turned around to face the new council of students. "Alright, let's look at classes so we can figure out a guideline and what to shoot for." He said, and everyone nodded in determination.

Hogwarts conjured another whiteboard, and the current classes appeared.

Potions

Transfiguration

Charms

Herbology

Defense against the Dark Arts

Muggle Studies

Runes

Arithmancy

Divination

Care of Magical Creatures