A/N: OK, so I might switch POVs later… Right now I'm thinking: stick around Hermione until Draco is off on his own. I'll be rereading the series to get more ideas on when they can be together, for the school years. Be glad about my dedication towards the HP books. ;-)

Disclaimer: I am not the creator of Harry Potter or anything inside the books- JK Rowling is. Although, Emisbroken and I did come up with the OC: Rory Miller.

She and Draco sat down in the Great Hall at the far right table. It was 1:45 so they were alone except for a couple professors sitting at the High Table going over, presumably, class lessons for the coming year.

Hermione started eating as the two talked together.

15 minutes later:

"Miss Granger? Mr. Malfoy?" They turned around and saw that it was Headmaster Dumbledore, "May I ask you two something?"

Draco and Hermione exchanged confused glances before turning back to him and nodding.

"Would you mind if I-" he twirled his wand and a large camera appeared in his empty hand, "-took a picture of the two of you? Together?"

They looked at each other, shrugged, and removed themselves from the bench.

"Wonderful, would you mind posing?"

Hermione laughed but got into her pose: jazz hands; Draco grabbed a pair of sunglasses from his day pack and put them on, crossed his arms, and tried to look as gangster as he could.

Dumbledore placed his half-moon spectacles against the eyepiece and, just before he clicked the button, Hermione switched poses, putting two fingers behind Draco's head and grinning at the camera. Draco had been thinking along the same terms and, Hermione didn't understand how it had happened, she suddenly had rabbit ears behind her head, too. Draco was smirking during the flash and Hermione was glaring at him for ruining her trick by copying her.

There was a soft chuckling in front of them and they turned to see Professor Dumbledore's eyes tearing up from laughing so much. "This will be quite an interesting photo once it's ready. I'll see you two again shortly." With that Dumbledore swiftly exited through a door behind the staff table.

"Why did you spoil my fun?" Hermione asked as they both sat down again.

"I was about to ask you the same question."

Another half hour later:

Hermione and Draco were talking about random things like future classes and the teachers they'd seen so far, when a bird suddenly swooshed through the double doors and flew toward them, it was too bright to be a ghost and definitely not an actual bird, Hermione had no clue what it was. It perched itself on their table and it spoke:

"All students please report to the Quidditch Pitch for our first group meeting." It said in Dumbledore's soft voice.

"Let's not keep him waiting," Draco said as he grabbed his sack from under the table.

DMHGDMHGDMHGDMHG

They arrived at the Pitch five minutes later. Hermione and Draco were the first of the students to arrive and they walked up to the Headmaster.

"Ah, we meet again," He gave a chuckle and continued, "Since you're the first to arrive, would you both like to see the image? I think it came out rather well."

Dumbledore passed the image to Draco and he outright guffawed. "Hermione, it's going to be hard to get a better image of yourself after this one."

He passed the picture to her and she jumped, expecting it to be a stationary blur of movements, rather than a moving image.

Once she'd understood what the image was doing, she watched it more closely. The picture started with Jazz-hands Hermione and Gangster Draco, then it moved with Hermione's and Draco's quick moves to make each other bunny-eared, and lastly Hermione glaring at Malfoy and Malfoy smirking at the camera. It repeated over and over again.

Hermione smiled at the image, "Can you make me a copy of this?"

"Of course! Would you like one too, Mister Malfoy?" (Draco nodded) "Very well, Bi- Geminio!"

The picture being held in Hermione's hand gave a quick jump at the spell and when it landed in her hand again, there were three images!

Hermione gave the original image back to the Professor and gave Draco the second copy; Hermione kept the third.

"Ah, good afternoon Miss Rory and Miss Leanne, having a good day so far?" Dumbledore asked the two girls walking down the hill toward the group of three. Rory nodded, so did Leanne. From where Hermione was standing, Leanne seemed to have dark hair that reached a little below her shoulders. Leanne was two inches taller than Rory.

Rory walked over to Hermione, "Having a good time, Hermione? Oh, this is Leanne, she got the Hufflepuff wall; Millicent's the Slytherin."

"Hi, Leanne," Hermione gave the girl her most welcoming smile and Leanne returned the smile.

"Hey, so you're the 4th roommate?" She asked Hermione.

Hermione nodded and everyone turned their heads when a branch snapped.

Coming down the hill was the lonesome Millicent, followed shortly by two boys, one had brown hair and one was blonde.

"Good Morning, Miss Bulstrode," the Professor said. Millicent just glared at him.

"Good Morning to you both, too, Mr. Boot and Mr. MacMillan."

The two boys said: "Good Morning, Headmaster" and stood next to Draco, who nodded to them.

The eighth and final student was running down the hill toward the group. He stumbled all the way until he finally reached the group and started talking.

"Have any of you seen a toad? I've lost mine; he was in his box this morning…"

There was a scream and they all turned to stare at Rory. "What? There's a gross, slimy, hideous creature on the loose inside the school and I'm not supposed to be freaking out?"

"Mr. Neville and Miss Miller, no worries. There is a spell that will summon anything you need. For example: Accio Neville's Toad."

The castle's main doors flew open and out came a flying object zooming straight for the Professor. Neville held out his hands and the Professor pointed his wand toward them- two seconds later and there was a toad in his hands, "Trevor!" he shouted.

"EEEEEEKKK!" Rory screamed again, running back a couple feet, "Put that thing back in it's box! Please!"

"May I, Mr. Longbottom?" (Everyone's heads turned to him at the name, Longbottom! The poor bloke.) Neville nodded his head and, with a swish of Dumbledore's wand, a box appeared at Neville's feet.

Once Trevor was enclosed in the box, the Professor started talking to the group, "Welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry where you will learn to not only use magic, but learn to use it for good purposes.

"Since today is the first day of our summer classes, I thought we'd do some fun games together. The first is a favorite among Muggle Teachers, the Name Game- it's where we all stand in a circle," (He motioned for them all to move in order to make the circle.) "and we say our names, followed by something you like to do in our free time. I will start: I am Albus Dumbledore and I love knitting." A couple students snickered at that. "Now, we'll go counter clockwise; Your turn, Miss Rory."

Rory sighed, "Umm I'm Rory Miller and I like to… dance."

Leanne: "I'm Leanne Juniper and I like to hang out with friends."

"I'm Hermione Granger and I like to learn new things."

"I'm Draco Malfoy and I sing."

"Could you give an example, Mr. Malfoy?"

"Uhh… I like to sing, but I'm terrible at it; could I please not?" Dumbledore nodded his head.

"I'm Terry Boot and I like to meet new people." Terry glanced toward Rory and then looked down at his feet with the slightest of pink showing on his face.

"I'm Ernie MacMillan and I trade Chocolate Frog Cards."

"Pass." Millicent said. The others groaned at her.

"Would you mind saying your name, at least?"

"Millicent."

"Thank You, Miss Bulstrode. And lastly…" Dumbledore said, waiting for Neville to start speaking.

"Neville Longbottom. I practice my magic."

"Wonderful! Now, I'd like for you to all pair up and I'm going to have you all go on a scavenger hunt around the grounds."

Rory and Leanne had their arms locked together to show they were a pair. Hermione looked over at Draco inquiringly and he nodded- they were a pair. Terry had his arm resting on Ernie's shoulder, an obvious pair. And that left Neville with Millicent. Millicent was giving Neville hard glares and Neville was looking around desperately for someone else to be matched up with, but found no one.

A/N: So, I'm psyched for the 7th movie yet depressed that it's the final end of HP… Maybe JKR should write a vampire novel to show Smeyer how it's done. That'd be fun to read :-P Well, I'm done talking now.

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