DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything Harry Potter. Though I wish I did.

A/N well first let me say that; yes I know DUMBLEDORE IS DEAD! But When I wrote this story this is how it came out. So I am tweaking the work just a little, and secondly though this may seem rushed, they are not hooking up this soon.

CHAPTER 2 – The First Encounter

Hermione crossed the platform between platforms nine and ten. Once on the other side she ran right into some one.

"Oh, I am so sorry," She said instantaneously.

"It's ok I am not hurt, are you ok?" said a familiar male voice.

"Malfoy?" Hermione asked. "Were you just nice to me?'

"I guess I was, see you later Granger," Draco said as he boarded the train.

Before Hermione could respond some one was calling her name.

"Hey Hermione, how was your summer?" her best friend and the-boy-who-lived Harry Potter asked.

"Oh you know same ole' how was yours?"

"Dursley's, enough said," Harry said as Hermione giggled.

"So where is Ronald?" She asked trying to hide her excitement.

"He is saving a compartment for us." Harry said with a large grin.

"Well what are we waiting for lets go!" Hermione said, she could not hold back her enthusiasm.

Harry finally reached the compartment Ron was saving for them. He stepped in and she quickly followed.

"Oi, hey Hermione, youlookprettydidyoudosomethingdifferenttoyourself?" Ron asked quickly.

Hermione blushed furiously, "Thank you Ronald, actually I did."

"Well as much as I would love to continue this awkward conversation lets change the subject," Harry said casually.

"Sorry guys, I can't I have to go meet the Head Boy, which by chance did either of you get?" She asked curiously.

Both boys shook their heads no.

"Oh, it must be Terry Boot then, see you two in the Great Hall." She turned, then stopped suddenly and said "Bye Ronald." And rain off to the Heads compartment.

Hermione opened the door to the Heads cabin, when he eyes scanned the room, she stopped dead in her tracks.

"Malfoy, you're Head Boy?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, you didn't think Potter or Weasley would get it did you?"

"Yes actually, wait… did you just call Harry and Ron, Potter and Weasley?"

"So want if I did, I do not have to explain my self to an annoying little bint like you." Draco said with his signature smirk.

"Why you slimy git! And to think for a brief moment I thought you were going to be civilized." Hermione said furiously.

"Well I guess you are not as smart as everyone says you are."

"You are incorrigible." She said with disgust.

Before Malfoy had a chance to respond Professors Snape and McGonagall entered the Cabin.

"Good morning Miss Granger and Mister Malfoy."

"Good morning Professor," the students said in unison.

"Now, I am sure you both are well aware of the reason you are here. Firstly let Severus and my self extend our congratulations your way. You both deserve this honor. You will have several important duties. You will set the schedules for the prefects to do their rounds, Sunday will be your night to do rounds, and yes you have to do all these things together. You will keep the school in order; you have the right to take away house point for inappropriate behavior. You will be asked to help the staff out as we see fit. You must set an example for all other students. Now not everything will be work, you will have some very nice perks. As Heads, your curfew will be pushed back until midnight, you have unlimited weekend visits to Hogsmeade, and you will each have your own dorm, any questions?" McGonagall asked.

Both Hermione and Draco shook their heads no.

"Good, Professor Snape and I must be off, you shall remain in this compartment for the remainder of the ride, once you reach the grounds, usher the first years to Hagrid and then sit in the Heads carriage, and do try to get along." Professor McGonagall said before apparating away.

"So…." Hermione began.

Draco snorted.

Hermione began to giggle, "Did Draco Malfoy just snort?"

"Did Not!"

Did Too!"

"Did Not!"

Did Too!"

"Did Not!"

Did Too!"

Suddenly the train lurched to a stop. Draco lost his footing and fell on top of Hermione. Hermione stared deep into Draco's eyes. Draco looked at Hermione and could not move she isn't really all that bad looking, Draco thought to him self. Draco really is hot when he isn't acting like a jerk, Hermione thought to her self.

The continued to stare, Hermione felt a burning sensation in her lower abdomen; this was an entirely new feeling for her. Draco's head as spinning, he felt as if one million butterflies were fluttering around in his stomach. Slowly he leaned his lips down, Hermione started to lean up closer to his, there lips were a few millimeters apart when the door flung open and Draco jumped off Hermione.

"Oi, what in the bloody hell were you doing to her ferret boy?" A red faced Ron asked.

"Ron…" Hermione began.

"How dare you get that close to MY HERMIONE." Ron yelled red faced.

"Ron, it was an accident, we both fell… wait did you just call me your Hermione?" She asked as she began to blush.

"Well… yeah that is why I came to look for you, I wanted to ask if…"

"Yes Ronald I would love too," Hermione said as she threw her arms around his neck.

Draco could not describe the feeling he was having, he wanted to kill Weasley for touching his Hermione WHAT I HATE THAT BINT! He said to him self.

"Awe how sweet, the know-it-all and the know-nothing-at-all are finally together, some one alert the Daily Prophet." Draco said as if proving to himself that he hated them just the same as always.

"Sod off Malfoy!" Ron said through gritted teeth.

"Good luck with that piece of work Weasley, it would be easier to break into Gringotts than get into her pants," Draco said as he smirked.

Hermione walked up to Malfoy slapped him hard in the face; she turned on her heel, grabbed Ron's hand and stormed out of the cabin.

The next half an hour Hermione was reeling. Ron was attempting to console her but she was having none of it. She found her mind wandering to the Heads compartment. She had almost kissed Draco Malfoy . She started to feel that burning sensation. She kept thinking that she almost had her first kiss. She closed her eyes and imagined kissing Draco. She desperately wanted to be kissed. It is now or never. She thought.

"Ronald … Kiss me," she said.

"What!" Ron said sounding literally shocked.

"Don't you want to kiss me?" She asked shyly.

"Of course I do," He said calmly.

"Then kiss me now!" She said a little impatiently.

Ron leaned down and kissed Hermione lightly on the lips. This is nice, She thought when Ron gently probed his tongue into her mouth, she wasn't sure what she was supposed to do, so she mimicked Ron's actions. She massaged Ron's tongue with her own; she suddenly got brave and sucked on Ron's tongue.

A low moan escaped Ron's throat Slowly he untangled his hands from her hair and gentle moved and rubbed the out side of her shirt covering her breasts. She felt some what uncomfortable, be relaxed when his long started working fast in her mouth, she as loosing her self in his kiss. When suddenly she felt a cold hand on her bare breast.

Her eyes flew open and she pushed Ron away.

"RONALD!" she yelled.

"I'm sorry.. I just thought…": She stammered.

"You just thought what!...that… that I would let you man handle me after 30 minutes of dating!" she said murderously.

"Yes, you are mine now," He said possessively

"Yours! I am not property Ronald, I will not let you put your hands all over me!" She said a-matter-of-factly.

"Malfoy is right you are a prude!" Ron said as anger cursed through his veins.

'That's it I don't know what I thought dating you, we are over friendship and all! I hate you Ronald Weasley." Hermione said as she ran from the room and straight back into the Heads compartment.

"Why Draco, why did you have to say that! You just ruined my very first kiss thank you very much!" Hermione said almost on the verge of tears.

"What did I do?" he faked innocence.

"Because of you, I no longer have a boyfriend" she said hatefully.

"You're better off without him," he said truthfully.

"What?" she said truthfully surprised.

"You heard me…" he said plainly.

"That's enough, why are you being so civil towards me, you haven't even called me a mudblood once!." She said in utter confusion.

"People grown up." He said seriously.

"I very much doubt that, there is something different about you, and I intend to find out what it is," she said as she plopped down on seat furthest away from Malfoy and pulled out her favorite book, Alicia: My Story.

After about twenty minutes of silence Malfoy spoke.

"What are you reading?" He asked.

"It's a Muggle book you would not be interested." She said honestly.

"Try me," he said.

"It is called Alicia: My Story, it is about a Holocaust Survivor.

"A Holo… what survivor?"

"Merlin, well I guess you have never heard of it. Well the Holocaust was… well it is surprisingly a lot like what is happening now. Adolf Hitler thought all Jewish people were below him, much like Voldemort and Muggleborns. He had followers, they were called Nazi's they were like Death Eater." Hermione saw Draco tense up.

"The Nazi's collected all Jewish people in Germany and surrounding areas (Any places with Jewish people.) He put them in concentration camps, the women and children were usually killed either by gas chamber or by cremation while still alive. The men and adolescent boys put to work and pretty much starved to death, before they were killed. This went on for years; Millions of Jewish people were murdered, before Hitler was finally defeated. This book is about a girl who survived all that. I guess what they say is true History always repeats it self." Hermione said as she lowered her head and began reading again.

"Hermione… Draco began.

"What did you just call me?" She asked apprehensively.

"Hermione, that is your name isn't it?"

"Well yes but.." Hermione began before she was cut off.

"You called me Draco earlier, so I am just returning the favor. Anyway would you mind if I borrowed that book some time?" He asked.

"Why so you can tell your father?" She asked in a snooty tone.

"Believe what you want, but not everyone wants to be like their fathers," he said as a single tear fell down his face. He quickly whipped it away and blanked out his face from any emotion, but it was too late Hermione saw.

"Sure here," she handed him the book. "I have already read it three times. You know Draco if you ever need anyone to talk to, I am here."

"Thanks Gran… Hermione." He said.

Neither spoke for the remainder of the journey to Hogwarts.

The sorting went as normally as it always did. The feast was lovely. She was still mad at Ron for being a complete insensitive jerk. He kept trying to apologize but she ignored it. She kept sneaking glances at the Slytherin table, Draco was reading the book she had lent him. Every time she would look over, Draco would look up from the book and smile at her then immediately turn his attention back to the book. As the feast finished Dumbledore stood

"Students, welcome back to another promising year. I would like to introduce our Head Boy Draco Malfoy, and our Head Girl, Hermione Granger." Applause erupted through out the Great Hall.

"Now if everyone would follow their prefects to their common rooms and do not forget classes start in the morning. Mr. Malfoy and Miss Granger please come to the front." Dumbledore said with the trademark twinkle in his eye.

"Hermione" some one said as she felt a tap on the shoulder.

"Ron, I told you…" She began

"No it's Harry," he said as she turned around to face him.

"Oh Hiya Harry."

"You and Ron need to make up" he said bluntly.

"How can you say that, did he tell you what he did?" She asked hotly.

"Well no, but I am sure everything will be fine by breakfast." He said confidently

"I doubt it Harry, I will see you at breakfast, just so long as he is not there. Ask him tonight what he did, then you will see who is right and who is RON." Hermione said as she turned on her head and bounded up to where The Headmaster and Draco were waiting.

Ten minutes later the Headmaster was leading Draco and Hermione down an unfamiliar corridor, he stopped in front of a painting for two young lovers.

"What would you like your password to be?" The Headmaster asked with a slight smile.

"What! Were sharing a room, but McGonagall said we got our own dorms." Hermione said in a huff.

"That you do Miss Granger, but you will be sharing a common room and a lavatory.

"Oh"

"Well, once more what would you like your password to be?" Dumbledore asked.

"Freedom," Draco replied with a far off look in his eye.

"Good choice Mr. Malfoy. Alexandria, Charles, this is Hermione and Draco, the new password is Freedom, they may change it but only if they both agree."

"Very well you may enter," the young man in the painting referred to as Charles said as the portrait swung open.

"I am afraid this is where I leave you, patrols start tomorrow night." Dumbledore said as he left the hall and Draco and Hermione entered the common room.

"Oh my, its gorgeous," Hermione said as she examined the room that was a perfect balance of silver and gold.

"I suppose it is better that what you are used to being a mud… Muggleborn." He said with no malice behind his words

Hermione choose to ignore Draco's comment, instead she opted for rolling her eyes.

"Well good night Hermione," Draco said softly.

"Uh, good night Draco," Hermione said as she walked to her room.