Chapter 3

As she made her way through the carriage, down to box at the end.

She had to tell two couples to get of each other, helped one boy find his toad (which reminded her of Neville and made her smile) and had to take 5 pts from a Slytherin who was picking on a Hufflepuff.

Things were definitely not going to be easy this year.

She only hoped that the other head would be just as precise and fair as she was. She knocked once on the door, hesitated and went it.

"Great, what do you want Granger! This cabin is for the HEADS only! not a hairy gorilla like yourself." he snickered.

"I AM the head girl for your information ferret face!" she said through clenched teeth.

Not believing her eyes Malfoy? Of all the people in the whole world.

Really God?

"What? No, how, that's... That's not possible, I can't possibly be sharing a common room with a mudblood let alone do any kind of duties with." he said with a look on face as if realizing just how disgusting it was going to be.

"Don't you dare call me that! You good for nothing…"

"What is going on here?"

Came a voice from behind her.

Hermione moved out of the way and turned around to see Professor McGonagall at the door, staring down at the both of them.

"Now I know the both of you have had differences in the past." she paused as they looked at each other with pure hatred.

"But that was before the battle and now I expect you two to set an example of interhouse unity amongst the rest of the students.

You will cease the fighting and name calling and grow up, you are both old enough to know what petty arguments can cause. I hope you both realize how important it is to set an example for others, this is a new time, the past is gone and with it the notions that many believed in." she glanced at Malfoy who didn't seem fazed by what she was implying.

"I will however be very strict about this, if I am to find out that either of you are not able to control yourselves from being harsh with one another, you will both be removed from these positions."

"Wait what!" said Malfoy "how can you do that!"

"I am the Headmistress Mister Malfoy I may do what I please thank you, now this is your list of duties." she said handing them a piece of parchment.

"It is up to the both of you to delegate necessary tasks to the prefects, to assign the rounds in the evenings and everything else is you need is on this parchment for now.

You may access your Common room and dormitories with the password "Pinkish Jelly Nougats" any more questions before I leave?"

Both seemed transfixed on her not wanting to believe their ears.

"Um no Professor, no questions."

"Very well you are to start your duties immediately after dinner." and with that she turned and left them alone looking at the door absolutely flabbergasted.

"Well that old hag has definitely gone off her medication."

"Malfoy! Okay look lets just try to be civil with each other, we don't have to be...

"Friends." she said as though the words were painfully disgusting to say out loud.

"I for one am always civil." said Malfoy in his annoying posh pureblood way.

"Right… and pig's fly." she muttered under her breath while looking over the parchment.

Malfoy stared at her as she screwed up her little nose and analyzed the parchment, (as though she'd never see it again)

she blew back a piece of hair that was irritating her cheek and it almost made Draco smile, she wasn't that bad looking okay if she put a little effort into herself beyond doubt her hair.

If she just applied some Fuchsias Frizz Attacking serum or whatever he had seen aunt Bella applying, shuddering at the memory of her.

He was glad she was no longer around, the last year had been hell for Draco he felt relived when the war was over and actually excited that they had let him come back to finish the rest of the year out at Hogwarts.

His parents were not imprisoned in Azkaban either thanks to St Potter's testimony at the Malfoy trial. His father still having the right connections in the ministry made sure that Draco would be Head boy this year.

Come to think of it he tried very hard, hmm he'll have to owl him about whether or not he knew Granger was the Head girl. She was still enthralled with that bloody parchment.

What the hell he thought to himself this is mudblood Granger! How the hell did he just feel like smiling at something SHE did, and since when did he care what she should do about improving her looks! This was going to be a long year, he sighed inwardly as the train approached the station.