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A/N: Aw, Thank you for all the reviews everyone! I try to respond to them all, so if I missed you just yell at me. Oh and I know there's a bunch of you reading, I see you getting alerts. So you should tell me what you think ;)

Anyways, so, so, so, sorry for the like long delay between these first two chapters! I totally hit a writers block, well not really. Just this chapter was difficult for me to write. I was trying to think up ideas and my brain just wasn't giving me anything. On the other hand I have been scribbling down other scenes for later chapters consistently. So I have a ton of tuff coming up soon. I just hate those first few chapter where it's all introductory stuff.

Finally, what'd you all think of HBP?!?!?! I actually loved it. I have never gone to the movies expecting to see the book so I refuse to be disappointed. I thought they did a great job, even if I really wanted Harry and Draco to end up snogging in the middle somewhere. Oh well. Tell me your thoughts on the movie.

Reviews:

A (it's got my interest, would like to see where it leads) I'm so glad you enjoyed it =D I can't wait to see where it leads either. Don't worry though I have some sort of idea I'm just not quite positive yet.

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Draco stared forlornly out the window of his carriage as they drew closer and closer to the large castle looming in front of them. He had somehow ended up being stuffed into a carriage with Millicent Bulstrode, Theodore Nott, and a fifth year Slytherin girl that he could not remember the name of to save his life.

Why in the world had he allowed stupid Harry Potter to stay with him, while he taken a nap, of all things, while he was there. He was amazed Potter hadn't actually done anything to him. Sure, they had called a tentative truce at the end of the war. After all, Harry had saved his family from going to jail. Yet still, they were in no way friends now.

"Draco, hold Whiskers for a second, thanks!" Draco glared at Millicent as she dropped her 30 pound cat in his lap and started messing with her robes.

"Oh dear Lord, Millie! Don't tell me you're trying to make yourself look good for the feast. Who do you have your eyes on now?" The 5th year laughed as Millicent tried to pat down her hair.

" Stuff it Janie!" Millicent stopped messing with her hair and pulled her cat off of Draco's lap blushing. Nott immediately started snickering.

"I think you look nice Millicent. Don't worry." Draco couldn't believe he'd just said that. Neither could his companions. They all stared at him with jaws hanging slightly.

Malfoys did not, ever, compliment someone without something to gain for themselves. They were too good to compliment the lowly people below them. Yet, Draco had done just that. Without even thinking about it. What was wrong with him.

"Erm, thanks Draco?" Millicent finally managed to splutter out in her shock.

Draco figured he should try to redeem himself before he got an unwanted reputation. "Just don't put your dumb cat on my lap ever again to primp. Otherwise, he'll come back bald."

Millicent rolled her eyes and turned away from the blonde to stroke her cat.

Draco looked away from the three to stare back at the castle. What in the world was happening to him? He was turning into a big softie without trying to. He needed to stop this now. Pretty soon he'd be offering to carry Potty and the Weasel's books for them. That could not happen.

He vowed then not to be nice any longer. He was a Malfoy and would revert to his personality that he had always maintained. Even if it hurt him. He proudly puffed out his chest and raised his chin, being sure to show the world his aristocratic superiority once again.

A few minutes later their carriage pulled up in front of the castle doors and Draco pushed the others aside so he could hop down onto the ground and begin to quickly direct younger students into the school.

Surreptitiously, he watched as Harry Potter and Ron Weasley made their way from a nearby carriage straight into the school without even glancing around. Draco wanted to laugh at how many of the younger girls, and even a few of the older girls, swooned and patted their hair in attempts to catch the attention of the Boy-Who-Lived hero of their world. Draco scowled as he listened to a few girls gossiping nearby.

"I hear he officially dumped that stupid Weasley girl and hasn't dated once since the war ended!" A tall girl with bleached blonde hair and brown eyes was whispering excitedly.

Her friend was tiny. She looked to only be around twelve or thirteen years old, but Draco was pretty sure she was a Ravenclaw only a year behind him. She smiled towards the door that Potter had just disappeared into, "Well, I needed a personal goal for this year and I believe I just finally found it. I'm going to get Harry Potter to notice and fall in love with me! Just think how jealous my sister would be. After all those years spent putting me down. I'm going to get the most famous wizard in the world." She fluffed her short brown hair and flashed a smile at her friend. "Come on lets go. I'm going to try to get a seat at our table near Harry. Maybe I can accidentally drop my fork or something."

The two girls laughed and headed inside. Draco glared after them. Stupid Potter, getting all the stupid girls in this school wishing he'd look at them. He irritably grabbed a small boy wearing Hufflepuff colors and pushed him towards the door. "Get inside," he growled, "are you wanting to miss the feast already?"

The little boy squeaked and rushed inside, but Draco was had forgotten about him. He was now glaring at a couple of 4th year Slytherin girls who also seemed to conspiring to capture Potter's heart.

He wasn't sure why he was so mad about all of the attention Harry was getting. He had absolutely no interest in any of the girls he'd overheard at all. Although, he had to admit the tiny Ravenclaw had caught his attention. He found he was immediately drawn for girls with dark brown or black hair and dark complexions. He enjoyed dating girls that had those physical traits because he found it contrasted beautifully with his own golden locks and ivory skin tone. It was the only reason he had even bothered with Pansy at all. She had dark hair that looked good with him in public.

Draco spun around as he heard a carriage pull up behind him confused a to why it was pulling in so late. His curious stare quickly turned to a pained grimace though, when Hermione Granger rushed out and headed straight for him.

"Sorry it took me so long, Malfoy. I had to help Hagrid round up the first years. Have you begun to check the carriages for stragglers yet?" She paused waiting for an answer. After a minute she sighed at his stony expression. "Fine, you check that half over there and I'll get these ones." she waved him away and began opening the doors to the carriages around her and checking inside.

Draco shrugged at her retreating back and headed over to check his half of the carriages. Still fuming in his head about the attention Potter was taking from him. He had decided that was why he was so angry and it made sense to him. So what if he didn't like those girls. They should still like him. He was after all a Malfoy. He owned much more money than anyone else nearby in the wizarding world. Girls should be clawing each other for a chance to date him. Not some stupid Potty, Potter.

He had only checked about five carriages when he heard some rustling from inside carriage in front of him. Cautiously he pulled out his wand and swing the door open. Then he just stopped and stared at the scene in front of him.

Ginny Weasley was straddling Justin Finch-Fletchley and was currently heavily grinding into him. Her robes were half pulled off, giving Malfoy a perfect shot of the skin on her back, much to his disgust. Her hair, had at once been in a pony tail. Now though, it seemed to have been half pulled out and raked through while the couple was snogging.

Justin, thankfully, still had all of his clothes on. His hair was pointing in every direction, but he didn't seem to notice. He had his eyes closed tightly and was leaning back against the carriage. One of his hands was obviously groping and squeezing Ginny's left breast while the other encircled her waist pulling her body tighter and closer to him.

Ginny was now unabashedly dry humping Justin while she leaned down and bit his neck between her teeth. Both were groaning and sighing every few seconds. Both were also completely oblivious to Draco.

Draco stood transfixed and completely disgusted at the sight in front of him. He had never been particularly interested in watching porn. Unlike his other mates who were known to use the Voluptas Administratio charm, which Blaise Zabini had taught to all of the boys in their third year. It immediately allowed the caster to view a sexual scene inside their mind in an effort to 'give them pleasure' Blaise said his father had taught it to him, and it had become a commonly used charm for most of the boys in the Slytherin dorms.

Not for Draco though. He had always claimed that he preferred to be out doing the scenes than watching someone else have all of the fun. This wasn't particularly true though. Draco in fact hated the sight of people snogging and having sex. It utterly revolted him from the very idea of messing around with whomever he was dating in front of other people. He even refused to hold their hands sometimes. He also detested any public displays of affection from other people. And made a point of breaking up any couple he saw in the halls of the school.

Finally, Draco snapped out of his trance and muttered a quick spell to capture thirty seconds of the action on his wand. He figured he'd be able to use this at some point to blackmail Ginny if he wanted to. Otherwise, he would force her Weasel brother to watch it just to see the reaction. He figured it served her right for forcing him to have to see her snog Harry back in their sixth year. That was still a sight that haunted his dreams periodically.

Draco put his wand down and cleared his throat loudly in an effort to get the attention of the couple in front of him. "Hmm, PDA on school property, huh? He drawled as the couple hastily pulled away from each other and Ginny fixed her robes quickly. "Let's see that will be 50 points from Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. Now get inside before I get angry."

"You can't take away 50 points from us for this Malfoy!" Ginny shrieked at his retreating back "I would understand say 15, maybe even 20, but 50 is just cheating!"

Draco had been prepared to walk on his merry way and continue checking the rest of his carriages. However, at her words he turned a sneering cold face back towards her. "Make that 60 points from Gryffindor for disrespect, and a weeks worth of detention for both of you." He drawled his face daring her to argue again.

Ginny bit her tongue hard and stood up. She caught Justin's hand and pushed past Draco and hopped onto the ground. Without a glance back at him she and Justin both headed into the castle.

Draco glared at them and quickly checked his remaining carriages before also making his way into the castle. As he walked into the Great Hall he immediately felt a cold glare baring into him and looked up. Ginny was now sitting between the Weasel and the Golden Boy. She was giving him a look that clearly stated, that she would hurt him if she was given the chance.

Draco scowled and walked over to his own table. He selected to sit between Blaise and Goyle, thankful that Pansy was at the other and of the table. His face lit up as he thought about the Weaselette's attitude towards him. He figured he now had perfect rights to show the Weasel just what a slut his sister was.

Happy to have found a way to mess up her life and completely enrage her annoying red-headed sniveling brother, Draco turned to watch as the new first years entered into the Great Hall led by Professor Flitwick.

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Harry was confused. That was to say the least. Ginny had rushed into the Great Hall moments before glaring at anyone and everyone she passed. She had collapsed between Harry and an oblivious Ron, who was busy staring at the Great Hall entrance waiting for Hermione to appear.

At first Harry had just let Ginny sulk, knowing her temper. However, his curiosity spiked when Ginny got even angrier as Draco Malfoy and Hermione walked into the room and went to their respective seats.

He watched Ginny glaring and Malfoy as if hoping her stare would cause him to burst into flames. Malfoy watched her for a second scowling himself, then he turned and plopped in his seat. Moments later, Harry watched Malfoy break out into a genuine smile that screamed payback at anyone watching him.

Harry turned back to Ginny and was about to ask her what had happened when Professor Flitwick marched into the room carrying the sorting hat. He was followed by the new group of first years, all of whom looked positively frightened about being sorted.

Harry loved the sorting ceremony. It was probably his favorite part of returning to school every year. He instantly forgot about the whole problem with Ginny and Malfoy, and sat back ready to enjoy the sorting ceremony.

Professor Flitwick marched the nervous students straight up to the front of the room and asked them to line up. He then set the hat on the stool and stepped to the side to let the hat do its work.

For a second the hat just sat on the stool, appearing like any normal hat would. Then it twitched and opened its mouth and began to serenade the silent Great Hall with it's song.

Oh many students have passed through here

And all of them the same

They tried me on to learn their fate

No matter from where they came

Each of them alike in ways

That bind us all together

Despite the way house we place them in

They have made new friends forever

For many, many years ago

Four distinctly different friends

Came together to create me

Where unique parts of them blend

The first was Godric Gryffindor

The most daring of them all

This brave and noble wizard

Chose courage to enthrall

The next was Helga Hufflepuff

A sweet and gentle witch

This loyal woman chose to find

The kind helpful very rich

Then there was Rowena Ravenclaw

This witch was wise and clever

She chose the shrewd and witty ones

For her house to endeavor

Finally Salazar Slytherin

An ambitious wizard indeed

He found the cunning children

In his house should proceed

So now dear student don't be shy

For I will start your way

Just place me on your head, don't fear

Where you belong, I will say

But don't believe your house alone

Is where your friends will lie

For you will find in every house

Are students who's friendship you should achieve.

For Hogwarts is a school of love

Where we all must get along

Students bond together as one

Now this ends my sorting song!

With that the students burst into applause while the hat took a couple of small bows before settling down back onto the stool.

Harry was only happy that the hat had not mentioned him or Voldemort this year. It had in the past years and he found it mighty embarrassing to say the least. He smiled at Ginny who seemed to have perked up a bit during the song, before turning his attention back to Flitwick.

Flitwick explained that each student would, upon hearing their name called, walk up and place the sorting hat upon their head and that the hat would then announce the house that each student would be lving in and taking classes with.

He then unrolled a parchment of paper that he held under his arm and read off the first name, "Ackart, Liam!"

A small boy with shaggy mouse brown hair and hazel eyes stepped forward bravely and took the sorting hat from Professor Flitwick's hands. He sat down on the stool and placed it over his head where it fell completely covering his face.

The hat sat for about fifteen seconds before loudly yelling out "GRYFFINDOR!" Harry applauded loudly as the boy happily took the hat off of his head and ran over to sit down with the other Gryffindors smiling broadly.

Flitwick waited for the applause to die down before he once again looked down at his parchment. "Astley, Caroline!"

A tall red headed girl hesitantly stepped forward and took the hat. She had barely set it on her head when it loudly pronounced her a Ravenclaw. She quickly ran to the table and took the seat next to Luna who smiled at her briefly.

Quinn Bagley, a pixie-like blonde joined Slytherin next. Then Jared Carwen, a heavy-set, dark skinned boy joined Ravenclaw. Two identical twin girls, Ivy and Rosaline Cruz, were split between Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw.

Students continued to be sorted amongst the four houses until there were only four students left up there. Three boys and one girl who was tinier than any of the other new students had been.

Samuel Wands was sorted into Slytherin. Then Carson Wood was placed into Gryffindor. He took the empty seat next to Harry and immediately smiled at him.

"I know you! You played quidditch with my brother! Oliver Wood? Do you remember him? I'm not really into quid ditch the way he was. I'm kind of afraid of heights. But, I did see you play once and you were magnificent!

Harry smiled at the boy, surprised to be recognized for something other than his defeat against Voldemort. He then turned his attention in time to see Richard York be sorted into Hufflepuff.

This left only the tiny little girl standing in front of the whole school. Flitwick paused and looked at her. Then questioningly he looked up at Professor McGonagall who had stood up and made her way down next to him.

She leaned over and whispered something into his ear and he immediately began to nod in understanding.

"Ah, and we have a last minute addition to our list, miss Isabella Ogden!"

The little girl hesitated before stepping forward and taking the hat. It sat upon her head for a good seven minutes before finally, "GRYFFINDOR!"

She took off the hat and practically glided over to the table sitting in a seat that instantly raised to let her see over the table easier since she was so small.

Professor McGonagall waited for the applause to stop standing in front of the student body.

"Thank you, Professor Flitwick for overseeing the sorting ceremony. I am glad to see such a wonderful turnout of new and returning students this year. Now as a warning to all new first years, and some of my more mischievous students, please remember that the Forbidden Forest is strictly prohibited."

"Now, as I have taken over as Headmistress of the school, I would like to introduce everyone to the new Transfiguration teacher and Gryffindor head of House. Professor Rutgers! Please stand up and take a bow!"

A young woman who seemed to be in her mid twenties stood up to the applause of the students. She bowed slightly and smiled warmly before retaking her seat. Harry heard Seamus informing Neville how lucky they were to have a hot witch for their new Head of House and smiled.

"Now then, Professor Snape has decided he would like to return to original role this year as our Potions teacher. Leaving out Defense Against the Dark Arts position to be taken by Professor Black!"

Harry looked up in surprise to see his godfather Sirius Black stand up at the table to the thunderous applause of the students. He hadn't know Sirius had decided to take a teaching position. In fact he hadn't spoken to Sirius in almost three months.

However, Harry found himself thrilled at the knowledge that his only remaining father figure would now be teaching his favorite class to him.

Sirius looked over at him as he sat back down and winked, knowing this was a complete surprise to the Gryffindor. He then pointedly brought his attention back to Professor McGonagall.

"Now then, we have faced many hardships these past few years. We have fought through a war and have lost our own headmaster in the peril. This year I would like us to concentrate on rebuilding our school and it's natural beauty. I expect each and every student to take heed to the sorting hats words. Four friends created this school for you. They became friends despite their differences. I now expect you to figure out how to become friendly with all four houses in a way that bonds our school without the rivalry or animosity."

"Because of this, I have decided to make many more fun activities and events available to the school. The first of these will begin next week. I will be assigning each 7th year student to a new 1st year student from a different house. You are to act as a big brother or sister to this student. I expect you to show them around, help them with homework, and just generally hang out with them and their new friends. You will be receiving more information with your schedules tomorrow morning."

"Now then, I am sure you have all quite tired of listening to me speak, so without further to do. Let's eat!"

At McGonagall's words the trays and plates around the tables all filled up with wonderful foods and treats, much to the delight of the famished students.

Harry began to pile some sweet corn and turkey legs onto his plate when Ginny finally decided to speak up.

"He took 60 points from Gryffindor, already Harry! Can you believe that? Originally he only took 50, but I called him on that and he bumped I up to 60. AND he gave me detention for a whole week! I've hated few people, but I really, really, really hate that stupid ferret face.

Harry turned in surprise toward Ginny who was picking at a roll and scowling at the table in general. "But Gin, what'd you do to make him take away any points to begin with?" He whispered, glancing to make sure Ron wasn't paying attention to their conversation.

"Well, Justin and I, we… the thing is… well, we kind of got distracted on the carriage ride up to the school. And, um, Malfoy kind of found us being distracted." Ginny flushed deep crimson red and look away from Harry refusing to meet his eye.

"So Malfoy caught you two snogging and took points away?" Harry questioned, turning to shoot a quick glare at the blond sitting across the room.

"Well no, not exactly, he kind of caught us doing more than snogging." Ginny flushed impossibly even more red at this confession and turned to peer at Harry with inquiring eyes. She was unsure of his reaction, and afraid he would get mad. This was the last thing she wanted, because if Ron found out she knew he would flip.

Harry blinked twice, then his eyes opened in shock. Finally he looked at Ginny and busted out laughing so loudly it rang across the entire hall. He only got laughed harder at the look of disbelief and guilt written in Ginny's blue eyes.

"Oi! Harry what's so funny?" Ron had turned at his friends laughter and was now eager to get in on the joke.

"Nothing, Ron! Just a joke Ginny told me. It's a 'you had to be there kind of thing' though. Sorry." Harry chocked out around his laughter.

Ron shrugged and continued to guzzle in inhumanly amounts of food.

Ginny stared at Harry in confusion for a second, but finally turned back to her own dinner when he winked in merriment at her.

The rest of the feast was spent in amicable silence as the students ate to their hearts content and lounged happily in the warmth of the great hall.

Once the dessert plates had been cleared of all the remaining leftover sweets at the end of the large meal Professor McGonagall stood up once more.

"You may now journey to your homerooms. Your things have already been placed into your rooms and I expect everyone to get straight to bed. Classes begin bright and early tomorrow and I hope want everyone to be in their best mindset."

With that she clapped her hands and the dishes immediately cleared.

Harry waited while Ginny ran to give Justin a quick hug goodnight before the two headed towards the Gryffindor dorms.

As they walked out of the doors they were stopped by none other than Draco Malfoy. "Ginny, you begin your detention tomorrow night with Professor Snape. He was most interested in your lack of respect for those in charge of you." Malfoy smirked as he turned and walked off ignoring the glaring eyes behind him.

"Just let it go Gin, you know he's only trying to get a rise out of you." Harry mumbled sleepily as he tugged her arm towards the Gryffindor tower.

Ginny grumbled, but eventually relented and followed Hair up the stairs. The reached the common room right as Ron announced that the password, Mandrake Cry, To the first years. The whole house sleepily stumbled into the room and the older houses immediately headed towards their rooms while the first years were directed by Ron and the new female prefect, Natalie Fairbourne, to their dorm rooms.

Harry said goodbye to Ginny by the stairs and dragged himself into his dorm ready to collapse on his bed and go to sleep.

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This as absolutely the worst thing in the world. Unlike the rest of the lucky students in the school, who all got to go straight to sleep in their wonderful comfy beds, Draco was currently sitting with Hermione Granger in the headmistresses' office.

It had been over two hours since the rest of the school had gone up to bed and it was nearing midnight. Draco was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to go back to his private room and collapse.

That however did not seem to be the case of what he was going to be able to do. Instead he was sitting around, having finished his hour of patrolling the halls after bed hours, waiting on Professor McGonagall to come in and explain to them just what she wanted them to do with the new first year/ seventh year partnership.

At least he wasn't the only one that was exhausted. Granger seemed about to fall asleep on her feet standing next to him. Her hair was bushier than ever and her eyes were bleary and bloodshot.

Finally Professor McGonagall swept into the room and immediately began speaking.

"As you know I have spent a great deal of my summer working on my plans for this program. However, I have not yet had time to match students up yet. Mainly because I wanted to wait and see what houses each student would be sorted into. I only brought you two in here to see if you had any recommendations off of the first years you have met tonight. I would like each group to complement each nicely. But I am serious in that I shall have no two from the same house placed together. Now then do either of you have ideas on any people?"

She stared expectantly at the two teens in front of her. Draco shook his head no. He hadn't really even met any of the new first years except a couple in his own Slytherin house. And, he hadn't gotten to know those ones to really get a feel for their personality.

Hermione opened her mouth briefly, then closed it thinking hard. Finally she also shook her head no at the professor.

"Very well then, I didn't particularly expect you two to have any suggestions. However, please come see me at anytime over the next week if you do get any ideas. You may head to your beds now."

She waved the two away before also leaving her office to go towards her own private quarters.

Draco immediately rushed for the stairs to head back to his private room and was closely followed by Granger.

Their rooms were directly across from each other hidden in a small alcove on the sixth floor. Both doors were hidden behind almost identical paintings that would only open for themselves or those that they had invited into their rooms.

Hermione quickly retreated into her room without a glance back at Draco as he peered at the paintings. The paintings were practically identical in every way. They had a young man, or on Hermione's door girl, who were swinging their legs while sitting on a tree that had fallen, creating a natural bridge, over a calm flowing river in the middle of a forest.

Draco laughed as he noticed that the man in his picture was in fact himself and his painted self was sneering at the young woman in Hermione's picture currently. Draco also noticed that it was herself painted in her picture and she was completely ignoring his paining, but was busy reading a book titled Magical Trees and Shrubs of the Rain Forest.

Draco laughed again at the ingenuity of the pictures and quickly climbed into his room.

He found himself in a small version of the Slytherin Common Room, although it was much warmer than since he was no longer in the dungeons. There was a roaring fire in the fire place and several statues and paintings of Salazar Slytherin hanging around. Above the fireplace there was a large Slytherin flag with the green snake wiggling in happiness at the warmth of the fire below it.

Draco smiled genuinely at the décor of his common room and tiredly climbed the stairs ready to pass out and go to sleep.

He had barely closed his eyes for the night when, Draco felt an arm shaking him awake. "Go away," he mumbled grouchily as he attempted to turn away from the offending arm.

"Malfoy, come on we have to get up! We only have a half hour before our morning patrol hour begins."

At the voice Malfoy's eyes had bolted wide open and he now sat up angily, "What the hell, Granger? How in the name of Merlin did you get into my room?!"

Granger stood next to him completely dressed and ready to go. She had puled her bushy hair back out of her face in a McGonagall-like bun and, Draco was surprised to notice, she had a touch of eyeliner and mascara surrounding her puppy dog brown eyes.

She flushed red when she saw the appraising look in his face, however, she refused to be embarrassed by it. "You need to get up now, Malfoy. It's 5:30 and we're supposed to be patrolling the halls at 6, making sure kids aren't wandering around before breakfast. So get your pretty little head out of bed and get ready. I want to go over the plans for the first Hogsmeade weekend with you if we have time."

Malfoy grinned mischievously, "You think I'm pretty, Granger? Aw, I always figured you were the one girl in the school that didn't love me. Now I'm officially the most wanted guy in school."

Hermione glared at him and headed towards the door, "You know I hate you, Malfoy. Get over yourself. I'll meet you outside at 6. Be ready!"

Draco winced as he heard his door slam shut. He really hated that stupid mudblood. In all her bushy haired glory. Pulling him out of bed at 5:30 in the morning. The nerve!

He groaned loudly, wanting nothing more than to return to his deep slumber. Instead he pulled himself out of his bed and headed towards his shower. He could not believe how exhausted he was. Sure the personal room was great, but being Head Boy was quickly proving to be much more work than he had planned to deal with.

Draco stepped out of the shower and quickly summoned his robes. He spent his last ten minutes fussing over his hair. Sure, there were plenty of charms that could control his hair in minutes, but he had always preferred to do it himself. It gave him more control over the outcome.

With only 15 seconds left until the clock struck 6:00 AM, Draco stepped out of his room into the alcove coming face ot face with Granger, who was about to enter his room again to get him up.

"Wow, Granger. I never knew you were so desperate to see me." Draco sneered as he turned away and walked off.

"I wasn't desperate to see you, Malfoy! But, we have work to do!" He heard her spit back as he stepped out of the alcove.

"Well I'm up, now lets get to work so I don't have to see you anymore." Draco left the glaring Gryffindor and immediately headed towards the fourth floor where he was expected to patrol for the next hour before he was allowed to escape to the Great Hall for breakfast.

Thus far, Draco's new position as head boy seemed to be a complete let down.

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A/N: Okay so classes will start next chapter, sorry for the delay.

So who do you think should be paired together in the big brother little brother program? Ideas are quite welcome.

Next chapter: Classes begin and Animagus lessons.