Chapter 4

"Firs years this way f'llw me" boomed Hagrids thick voice across the station.

"Hiya Hagrid" Cried Hermione as she wrapped her hands around him in a hug, (though her arms barely reached ¼ of the way around" "'Hello Hermione"

"Well well its great to know some things never change" Said Malfoy coming up behind them, "Granger I never thought you'd be in love with this oaf, well no I take that back I can see the similarities between the both of you I guess opposites don't always attract."

"Ignore him Hermione, I know tha' the both O ya 'ave to try ta' work with each otha' I reckon 'e is always gona stay tha' way though" He winked at Hermione. And she smiled back.

"If you two love birds are done with your melodramatic reunion can we get on with it Granger, I do have important things to do than watch you two make lovey eyes at each other for the rest of the evening."

"Bye Hagrid! Do you have to be such a git Malfoy?" She turned around giving him a scorching look and headed off to the castle.

"Blimey is that Malfoy with Hermione, do you reckon we should go help her Harry?"

"Nah look he's headed to the Slytherin table, Hey 'mione what did ferret face want with you?"

Sighing Hermione took her seat next to Ron. "HE is the Head Boy"

"What!" Growled Ron "him! Why the hell would they let a former Death Eater be Head boy?"

"I bet you it's only because of his father he got this! I on the other hand had worked so hard for this and now he's going to ruin it!"

"Oh don't worry about it Hermione" said Harry comfortingly "You just ignore anything he says and you'll be fine and if he does give you any problems We'll take good care of him won't we Ron?" "You bet Hermione" "awe thanks guys, what would I do without you"

"Oh lets see now…" said Ron smiling "shh" said Ginny the sortings about to start.

As the sorting ceremony and the usual start of term feast was over, Hermione had to leave to give the Prefects passwords and the customary instructions.

By the end of the night as Hermione was making her way to her common room she was feeling exhausted. "Pinkish Jelly Nougats" she said to the portrait of an fat Indian king

"Allow me to introduce my self my fair maiden, My name is "Imperial Majesty Al-Sultan al-'Azam wal Khaqan al-Mukarram, Malik-ul-Sultanat, Ala Hazrat Abu'l-Muzaffar Shah Jahan I, Padshah Ghazi Zillu'llah, Firdaus-Ashiyani, Shahanshah—E-Sultanant Ul Hindiya Wal Mughaliya, Emperor of India" "wow…"

"You may call me Shah Jahan for short" he winked "I'm Hermione nice to meet you goodnight. She said as she climbed through the portrait hole. Malfoy of course was already there sprawled across the sofa reading a book. She took a moment to take in her surroundings; it was simply put, grand and spacious. The right side of the room had bright red and gold walls with intricate designs and a whole bookshelf lined across the wall, crammed with books that Hermione was yearning to read.

There was a petite pantry beside her and to her left the walls were a dark green and silver, shelves lined with objects and books, there was also Quidditch posters adorning the walls. Towards the back center of the room there was a fantastic double staircase. Making her way up the stairs careful to avoid Malfoys glare,

She found her room, her familiar hangings around the bed looked warm and inviting as she changed her clothes and slipped into bed she drifted off thinking over her head girl duties when Crookshanks came and snuggled up beside a sleeping Hermione.