When they reached Hogsmeade the first person Hermione saw was Draco. Sporting dark jeans and a black wool bunny hug sweater. He smiled brightly at her, but she turned away quickly walking in the opposite direction.

The group of four decided to go into the three broomsticks for some pints of butterbeer. The butterbeer flowed in Hermione's body filling her with warmth. The butterbeer, though muggle alcohol free, seemed to have some what of the same effects as alcohol. Not as dangerous of course, and completely legal, but helped you to forget your troubles and just make you genuinely happy.

Hermione sat enjoying her drink when a small paper crane landed in her lap. She whipped her head around to see who had cast it to her, but there was no one to be seen. She opened the crane carefully not to rip it and read what was inside

Hermione,

Meet me in the private room upstairs in precisely fifteen seconds.

Draco.

Hermione smiled mischievously, he never told her in what building upstairs. So she couldn't be expected to just KNOW the three broomsticks. So she didn't move from her seat. Another note landed in her lap. She sighed annoyed and opened it

In the three broomsticks ;)

Ten seconds!

Hermione groaned. She knew if she really didn't want to, she didn't have to go. But she was curious to know what Malfoy had to say, and tell him he was to no longer call her Hermione, as she will continue on calling him Malfoy.

"Excuse me a moment" she told her friends "um… have to use the loo" she got up quickly stomping up the stairs and turning into the small room at the top of the stairs. Draco stood on the opposite end facing the window, his hands in his pockets "ahem" Hermione cleared her throat to get his attention "I've come. What is it you want?" she asked sternly crossing her arms. She couldn't help but notice when he turned, he was no longer wearing the black sweatshirt, but now a white almost completely unbuttoned dress shirt, which looked magnificent on Draco's skinny muscular upper half. Hermione shook of the thought and looked into his eyes rather then his chest.

"Hermione" he sighed smiling at her. She felt tingles run up her spin and couldn't help a small shiver from escaping at her shoulders. Draco lifted his hand and used his wand to cast the door shut behind her. Hermione shot him dagger eyes "don't worry" he said reassuring "I'm only giving us a little privacy, Hermione" **smile** She looked away quickly from his unblinking softened grey eyes.

"Don't call me that," she said sternly "Malfoy" his expression grew puzzled.

"I thought we went over this. You can call me Draco if you like" he took a small step forward

"Well I don't like" she said taking a step back.

"Alright then. I just wanted to talk about yesterday," he said keeping the distance since he noticed Hermione was obviously uncomfortable with him coming any closer.

"What ABOUT yesterday?" she asked smugly

"Well I thought that maybe we were… well having a moment"

"You thought wrong"

"Did I?" the left side of his mouth twitched up into a half smile as he raised his eyebrows questioningly "I think your racing pulse and lose of words would beg to differ"

"That wasn't a moment!" sputtered Hermione quickly

"No?"

"No. I know you have a reputation Malfoy, and I will not be seduced into some silly game" she said smug and proud.

"Now now" he said acting hurt placing a hand to his heart "you can't believe all those silly rumors can you? I may have a reputation, but that doesn't mean it's.. Well true!"

"Is it?"

"NO!" Draco shouted so loud it seemed they were the only people in the building as the ones downstairs stopped at the sound of the shout. "It's all rubbish," he said more quiet as the people downstairs began to chat again.

"Oh and I guess you expect me to believe you?" snarled Hermione

"Fine. You don't have to believe me, but I have honestly never done any of the things those other girls say, and I was NOT trying to seduce you into some game Hermione believe me"

"DON'T. Call me Hermione!" her nostrils flared, she was getting fed up. Part of her wanted to believe Draco and the other part wanted to slap him 'cross the face for trying to seduce her (if that was indeed what he was trying to do). "And I suppose that whole trying to be nice for me was all rubbish too?"

"No THAT. That was true," said Draco seriously, pointing a finger at Hermione

"Tell me why then. Why change for me?" Hermione's voice was growing angry and almost mean

"I will not tell you why!" shouted Draco angry, his eyes growing more ferocious and even hungry as he advanced on Hermione.

Hermione whipped out her wand prepared to jinx Draco first chance she got when the door swung open and her three friends barged in.

"What's going on?" asked harry looking from Hermione to Draco

"Nothing" Draco said quickly still looking at Hermione, his eyes softening as if to apologize. Hermione just stood dazed as Draco grabbed his sweater off the floor and shoved past her friends and down the stairs

"Watch it!" Ron and Harry called together as he nearly knocked Ginny over in haste.

"I'm fine," she said reassuringly, walking up to Hermione "what was that about?" she asked placing a hand on Hermione's shoulder.

"Oh. Nothing" she told her friends laughing lightly "let's go then!" she said cheerfully leading them back down the stairs.

The next few days Hermione would avoid Draco at all costs. She didn't dare speak or even look at him when the two were near; she even began to stop thinking of him when she found her hate for him returning. It had been announced that Draco and Hermione were Head boy and Girl to the school. This came as a shock to everyone considering it was DRACO MALFOY; of course Hermione was no surprise.

One night, on a Friday Professor McGonagall made an announcement that the head boy and girl were to report to her office after dinner that night. Hermione groaned. She'd cleverly avoided Draco for the last week and would now have to face him with the head mistress, and possibly even speak to him.

After dinner Hermione made her way slowly to the professor's office. She couldn't believe that Draco Malfoy was head boy. She would have to spend actual time with him now, and there was no way of getting out of it. Hermione took a long brave breath as she knocked on the professors door after of course announcing the password to the Gargoyle who guarded her chambers "enter Mrs. Granger" she heard the women say from inside, if she knew it was Hermione, that meant Draco must already have been in there. So Hermione smiled knowing she wouldn't be seeing him that night! Hermione opened the door now more confident only to see Draco sitting smug and cross-legged across from the professor's desk.

"Hello Hermione!" he said cheerfully

"Malfoy" she said with a tad shaking voice, forcing a small smile. She walked over to the desk and stood across from the professor.

"Please take a seat Mrs. Granger" encouraged Professor McGonagall gesturing towards the vacant side of the plush bench Draco was sitting on. He patted in invitingly but Hermione sat slowly on the edge. "Well alright" said McGonagall awkwardly "now I've called you both here today about a new policy we have begun. The two of you are to move out of your common rooms and into one joined common room that you two, and only you two will share" both of their eyes bulged, Draco laughed under his breath and Hermione nearly shouted

"What?" she called her mind a daze. She was supposed to share a common room with the ferret?

"Now you won't be sharing a room of course. You will each have separate room with doors leading to them in the conjoined common room"

"Are you sure this is a good idea professor?" gasped Hermione

"Why of course!" said the professor astonished by Hermione questioning her motives " I would think you to be happy you've got your own room Mrs. Granger. A young girl of your age!" the teacher looked almost flabbergasted "it's best for you and the students. This way it is easier for you and Mr. Malfoy to get a hold of each other, and the new common room we've created is right in the middle of all the others, this way you can get any where no problems!"

"I suppose your right," said Hermione feeling defeated and not wanting to argue with a teacher any longer.

"Excellent" smiled the professor "you move in tonight. The room is located just outside the dinning hall and up the first flight of stairs. There is a portrait of a man at slumber on his chair; simple say 'feather duster' and the portrait will open. I think you'll be quite happy with the state of the room, we worked very hard to make it suitable for teenagers like yourselves"

"Let me get this straight," said Ron "you need to share a room with Draco? Has McGonagall gone mad?"

"Not a room Ron, a common room. I get my own sleeping chambers," responded Hermione in a depressing tone.

"Good. I don't trust that creep for two seconds" he said with very bit of relief.

"Yeah we know Ron," said Harry "it's going to be okay Hermione" he reassured her as he helped to pack her trunk, being careful to avoid all "personal items". "How about we walk you to your new dorm?" asked Harry sticking out his arm for Hermione to loop hers threw.

"Thanks Harry" she said smiling.

"Hey me too!" called Ron grabbing Hermione's other arm and shoving it through the loop he made in his arm

"Haha thanks Ron," said Hermione laughing lightly. The three walked to the portrait McGonagall had been talking about. Sure enough there slept the old man "feather duster" said Hermione not caring if Harry and Ron knew the password. The portrait swung open and Hermione stepped in, Harry and Ron went to step through when the old man woke and slammed himself shut.

"OY! Not you two! You two aint head boys!" he bellowed down on them standing to reveal a large ugly troll like body

"Sorry!" whimpered Ron running from the grumpy old man.