'Wow Hermione! Congratulations! I'm so happy for you!' Ginny said as she gave Hermione a hug.

'Thanks Ginny. I'm so excited!' Hermione said.

'Always knew you would become Head Girl 'Mione. I think all of us knew the day you came to Hogwarts!' Harry said proudly as everyone laughed.

'Congratulations Hermione, dear. We are so happy for you,' Mrs. Weasley said smiling at Hermione.

'You'll make a great Head Girl, Hermione,' Mr. Weasley said making Hermione beam at his words.

'Thank you so much guys. I don't know what I'd do without you. I just hope I could help with the war and all of that,' Hermione said her voice full of emotion. 'Ron what's wrong?' Hermione said, walking over to the kitchen table were Ron remained standing.

'Ohh…ummm….I don't know 'Mione. We've been friends for so long at Hogwarts and we'll be graduating soon. What if we lose you in the war? What if I lose you in the war? I don't know what I'd do without you,' Ron said, just above a whisper so only she could hear him.

'Ron, we'll always be friends. No matter what! Nothings going to change that! Don't worry I'll always be with you and this family through out the war,' Hermione said as she wrapped her arms around Ron and laid her head on his chest.

'Group hug!' came the voices of Harry and Ginny and before she knew it she was again in the middle of a rib crushing hug. No matter what happens, Hermione thought, I would always stick with the people I love.

After they had all finished hugging each other, Hermione, Ginny, Ron and Harry all went outside to play Quidditch. Hermione had

After a long day of talking, laughter and food, Hermione was getting ready to floo back to her house. Hermione's parents had left about an hour ago saying that they had to go to work. The Grangers were dentists.

'Don't forget to meet us at Diagon Alley 'Mione,' Harry called out to Hermione as she threw the flood powder into the fireplace.

'I won't Harry,' Hermione replied. She was going to meet the Weasley's and Harry at Diagon Alley next week. She stepped into the fireplace and with one last smile at the Weasley's and Harry; she was swooshed back to her own living room.

Hermione walked up to her bedroom and decided to take bath. She felt the need to relax and think things through. She went into her bathroom, stripped down and silently hopped into the bath which was filled with warm water and bubbles.

Hermione could never get sick of bubbles. She loved them ever since she was a child. It brought back such warm memories.

Hermione sighed. All of that were good times. It was different now. You couldn't walk alone in the streets, magic or muggle, in fear of getting attacked.

She let her mind wonder over to Hogwarts. How last year Dumbledore had died. Malfoy was the reason for his death, Hermione thought savagely. Draco Malfoy had gone into hiding after that night. But the Aurors had found him. He had stayed in Azkaban for a month before he was released because Snape had taken the blame and taken his place in Azkaban. But Hermione knew that there was more to this.

She let her mind drift to happier thoughts. Like when she had gotten the letter earlier today. How she told her parents, how she had gotten praised by the Weasley's, their happy faces all beaming proudly at her.

Hermione was itching to know who the Head Boy was. It was not Harry or Ron, for she had asked then at the Burrow. They had laughed after she had asked them, telling her that McGonagall would not be that stupid as to appoint either of them as Head Boy after all the trouble they had caused. Hermione smiled to herself.

After about ten minutes, Hermione got out of the bath tub. She was really tired. She slipped on her night gown and stared outside of her window. She knew that the Final War was coming.

She picked up the letter she had gotten earlier informing her that she had become Head Girl. She read it over again:

Dear Miss Granger,

I am proud to inform you that you have been chosen as Head Girl. You have shown great concern and responsibility over the school and your fellow peers.

You are to meet the Head Boy in the Heads Compartment on the 1st of September. I will be informing you both on the responsibilities and duties of the Heads.

Your Head Girl badge is enclosed with this letter.

We hope to see you soon,

Professor M. McGonagall

Headmistress

Hermione put down the letter and took out the badge. It was in the shape of an H, was red and gold in colour and had a small lion wrapped around the H.

Hermione had always dreamed of having one of these badges, always dreamed of becoming Head Girl. Now that she was, she couldn't help but feel proud of herself.

She let out a small sigh and climbed into bed and decided to read a book, since she wasn't really sleepy. After half an hour, Hermione Granger was peacefully sleeping; having no idea what was happening in a certain blonde's mansion.

'Mother!' Draco Malfoy shouted out. He was becoming very impatient. He had been wandering the mansion in search for his mum. Damn this mansion for being so big!, he thought. He had something very crucial to tell her.

After a few moments he found his mother, sitting outside, underneath a tree reading a book. He walked over to her and sat down beside her. Draco loved his mother more than anything in his life. Narcissa was a beautiful and elegant witch. But that was some years ago. Now his mother was getting old. Her once dark brown hair now had grey streaks in it. Her eyes used to be as blue as an ocean with love and warmth but were now dead and dull. His mothers face, once used to be so soft and smooth but was now rough and wrinkled. Draco sighed.

'What's wrong Draco? Why are you looking at me like that?' Is something the matter?' Narcissa's voice broke through Draco's thoughts. She looked worried.

'No mother. Nothing is the matter. I just have something to tell you,' he held up an envelope with the Hogwarts crest on it.

'What's this Draco?' Narcissa asked her son with curiosity. She leaned in and took the envelope out of his hands. She read it for awhile. Her eyes grew wide as she read the letter. Draco had been studying his mother's expressions as she read the letter. Finally when she finished reading, she looked up at him with glassy eyes.

'Oh Draco, I'm so proud of you. Look at you…all grown up,' Narcissa said with a sniff. 'You've grown up to be a handsome young man.'

'Mother don't go all glassy-eyed on me,' Draco said with a laugh. He felt hat he could open up to his mother anytime. He could laugh with her, make jokes with her, cry with her, and just simply talk to her. He hadn't felt free around anyone but her.

'Draco, after all what happened last year. You were still made Head Boy. It looks like Hogwarts really does have faith in you, Draco. I hope you will prove them right,' Narcissa said in a strict tone.

'Mother…they know what happened last year was not my fault. I had no choice. If I didn't do what I was told to…I would've died…,' Draco swallowed before continuing. 'Even worse, you could've died and I will not risk that happening to you!' Draco continued his voice much stronger than before.

Draco saw one small tear roll down her face. Draco reached towards his mother and wiped the tear from her face with his thumb. 'Don't cry mother. I'm sorry I raised my voice at you,' Draco said guiltily.

'No Draco, I wasn't crying because of what you said. It's because I'm worried about you. I feel so guilty because you grew up in such harsh conditions and now people are treating you like you're a murderer. I…I just don't know what to do anymore…' Narcissa started to cry.

'Ummm…Moth-…Mum…please don't cry,' Draco stopped. That was the first time he'd called Narcissa mum. His father thought that the word mum was too immature and showed too many emotions. But Draco didn't care anymore. 'I'll make you proud. I'll make everyone respect the Malfoy name again…' Draco said to his mother. 'That father of mine ruined that name and is probably sitting somewhere in his cell in Azkaban, thankful that the Dark Lord can't harm him…' Draco spat out.

Narcissa's sobbing immediately seized. She moved over to Draco and hugged him. 'Say that again, Draco,' she said.

Draco sat there confused,' Ummm…I'll make you proud-'

'No, no…what did you call me?' Narcissa asked desperately.

Draco smiled and said 'Mum…'

'It sounds so peaceful when you say it…' Narcissa said. 'Thankyou…'

That was the way the both of them fell asleep. Underneath the tree, mother and son sleeping soundly in the light of the moon.

A/N: Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of this story. This is my first fanfic so go easy on me. But I do accept constructive criticism. I hope you enjoy this chapter.

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