A/N
I know that the last chapter was really short, but count that as a prologue-type thing;)And i apologise for the huge gap, but i have only limited access to a computor:3 Anyways, shall we continue the story? :D

DISCLAIMER THAT I FORGOT TO PUT IN THE FIRST CHAPTER:
Last time i checked, i am not J.K...'pologies for that...Kudos to Rowling for an amazing story, and some amazing play-things for me;D Anyhoo, nothing but the plot is mine...enjoy!

"What is taking you so long?" Hermione screamed, banging on the door of the bathroom she was forced to share with one Draco Malfoy. They had only arrived at Hogwarts the previous day, yet already he had made her begin to regret her decision to return. She had never got that safe haven she had dreamed of on the train, before she had found out who the Head Boy was. Malfoy took every opportunity to irk her. And right now, he was taking ages getting ready.
"Malfoy!" She shrieked, her voice shrilly with rage. "We will be late for the first prefect meeting of the year! How do you think that will look, if the Head Boy and Girl can't even be bothered to show up on time? What kind of example would we be setting?"
She went to bang on the door again, but was stopped when it was abruptly opened. The platinum-blonde of her nightmares leaned against the door frame with an air of casual arrogance.
"Don't worry so, Granger. Malfoy's are never late; every-one else is merely late." He smirked his trademark smirk, the one that had haunted her throughout her time at the school. Hermione fought the rather powerful urge to punch him, as she had done in her third year.
Fixing a smirk of her own on her face, Hermione retorted, "Yeah, well you sure were late enough to decide that you didn't like Voldemort." She looked pointedly at his right forearm, where she knew to be his Dark-Mark.
To her suprise, Malfoy actually flinched slightly at her comment, but he regained his icy composure almost instantly.
"And your friends were late enough to aid you during your...troubles at the Manor." He said, with a degrading sneer. He cast a look of his own at her upper arm, where her scar was. Hermione looked down at his own arm, eyes wide, face blank, as if she were un-willing to accept what he had just said to her. Then all at once, she felt tears well up in her eyes and spill over, painfully hot against her skin.
"You know nothing of that, you coward." She said, deadly quiet.
"In-case you hadn't forgotten, I was there, Granger."
"Oh, i hadn't forgotten. How could I? You were there, and you did nothing to stopher, to stop what was so evidently wrong. And for that, i will never. ever be able to forgive you." She brushed past him, into the bathroom and slammed the door closed behind her, wiping the tears off of her face.
"You are strong." She told herself, staring at her reflection in the mirror. She had grown gaunt, she realised. And she was paler than she used to be, too. With a sigh, she tore her eyes away from the deep-set ones in the mirror. "You are strong." She repeated, voice barely above a whisper. "Strong".

The rest of that day passed without any other real tribulations. After she had returned from the prefect meeting, Hermione has retreated into her room and stayed there for the rest of the day. When, however, she had done all of the work she could do by herself, she dragged herself reluctantly from her room. Tiptoeing, she slowly crept down the stairs to the sitting room that she shared with the Slytherin. She saw him sat on the sofa, with his back to the staircase that led to the bathroom and their rooms. Taking a deep breath, she sat down on the sofa, as far away from him as she could get, without being off of the sofa.

"Finally stopped sulking, Granger?" Malfoy asked without looking up at her from the book he was reading.
Hermione huffed angrily. "I was not sulking. I had every right to be upset after your comment."
"Yeah, whatever. Anyway, i wanted to check over the Prefect duty list i made with you." He accio'd a piece of parchemant from the pile on the small coffee table that sat infront of them.
"You already did the lists?"She asked, indignant.
"Well, one of us had to do something useful whilst you sulked." Malfoy smirked, looking at her for the first time that evening.
"I was not sulking!" She exploded. "I was merely-"
"So i put Neville and Hannah together on Mondays." Malfoy broke in smoothly. "And Ginny and Luna together on Tuesdays. I was unsure who to pair with Blaise, however." He looked sheepish. "Everyone i thought of would readily murder him, purely because of his father's actions, regardless of his lack of status as a Death Eater."
Hermione thought for a moment, before sighing loudly. "I shall patrol with Zabini."She told him, and promptly took the list from him, and added her own name next to the Slytherin's. She handed it back to him, smirking at his shocked expression.
Malfoy cleared his throat, and recovered. "Okay, then. That leaves Adam and Sarah on Thursday, Theo and Dennis on Friday -"

"No. No way." Hermione admonished him. "Theo will bully poor Dennis! Switch him around!"
With a scowl, Malfoy reluctantly scrawled out Dennis' name, and replaced it with another. "Fine." He amended. "Theo and Cho on Friday. I'm sure you will agree that she can handle herself. Parvati and Dean on Saturday. and Seamus and myself on Sunday. Agreed?"
Hermione scowled at him, trying desperately to find some flaw with his routine. FInding none, she complied. "Agreed."

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