Forbidden Feelings

Hey there :) I just wanna say a huuuge thankyou to those who have reviewed :) a couple have noted that Draco does not seem to hate Harry, Ron and Hermione in the books as much as I seem to have portrayed, but I have changed his attitude a tad in this and he is a true hater and deeply supports his father... but can anything or anyone change his mind ;) I also just wanna say as much as I would like to I do not own Harry Potter :( if I would Draco would be mine ;) anyway, enough of my rambling heres the next chapter, enjoy :) x

Chapter Two

Hermione

Hermione just stared at him. "Please tell me this is some kind of sick joke."

Malfoy smirked. "Nope. I'm Head Boy."

"No! I am not putting up with you for a year! I am not patrolling corridors with you, and I will not share a dormitory with you!"

"Oh, do me a favour and shut that mouth of yours! You sound like a pathetic child,"

"ARGH!" Hermione threw her bags on the floor and sat down.

Malfoy edged away from her, finding the furthest corner of the seat away from her.

Hermione scowled. "Grow up Malfoy. Now who's the child?"

Malfoy scowled back. "Well I don't wanna sit too close. Who knows what you can catch from a filthy mudblood like yourself."

That was it. "Apologise. Now." Hermione snarled.

Malfoy sneered. "Or what, Granger? You going to punch me again?"

Before Hermione could retaliate, the train came to a halt, and as she looked out the window, she could see students getting off the train. Hermione stood up, scowled once more at Malfoy, and followed the students off the train.

When she got to the main hall, she found Ron, Harry and Ginny sat together at the Gryffindor table and got into the seat Ron had saved her, huffing.

"You alright, 'Mione?" Harry asked, looking concerned.

"No. You want to know who the Head Boy is?" She said angrily.

"Who?" Ron, Harry and Ginny all asked.

"Oh, there he is. The Ferret." Hermione snapped.

Everyone looked at the entrance of the hall where Draco Malfoy strutted, smirking as girls giggled as he walked by.

"Malfoy? Are you joking?" Ron said furiously.

"No. honestly Ronald, why would I joke about such a thing?"

"Why the hell is he Head Boy? He's a Death Eater!" Harry snarled.

"Who knows. But I've gotta live with him all year. All year!"

"Mum is not going to be happy. Remember her little speech?" Ginny said, looking worried.

Hermione sighed. "I know."

Harry had a look on his face that Hermione did not like.

"Harry? What is it?"

"Maybe its a good thing... I mean at least you can keep an eye on him." He said.

"Are you mad? I'm staying well away from him. There's nothing he can do. I'm sureMcGonagall will be keeping an eye on him also. Maybe that's why he's Head Boy..." Hermione wondered.

"Well it was just a thought. Be careful though, yeah?"

"Of coarse I will. And you'll be visiting all the time." Hermione smiled at Ron.

"Of coarse I will." Ron kissed her on the cheek.

The sorting finished and the feast appeared. When everyone had finished, Professor McGonagall stood up and went through all the same, basic rules Hermione had heard too many times now. Then she dismissed the school, asking only the Head Boy and Girl to stay behind.

Hermione scowled, and Harry and Ginny said goodbye and good luck. Ron kissed her, saying, "Good luck, try not to hex him."

Hermione smiled. "I'll try."

"You'll be okay yeah? He does anything, you tell me and Harry."

"I'll be fine Ron."

"Okay. Well, goodnight. I love you."

"Night. I love you too."

Hermione kissed him goodbye, and walked over to where Professor McGonagall was stood. Malfoy joined them also, and McGonagall said. "Right, you two. Let me show you to your new dormitory. All your luggage has already been put there."

"Professor?"

"What is it Draco?" She said, looking slightly irritated.

"Do I have to room with Granger? Really? I don't mind going back to the dungeons."

"No. You are staying in the dormitory with Miss Granger. Stop acting like a child honestly."

Malfoy scowled and Hermione smirked at him.

They walked in silence to the dormitory. There was a portrait of a rather cheerful looking old wizard at the entrance.

"Now, your passwords 'Flobberworms' and I expect to see you both patrolling the corridors at night sometimes. A proper rota will appear soon. And you two are meant to be setting an example to the rest of the school, so please no hexing eachother, and no childish fighting. Am I making myself clear?"
"Yes Professor." Hermione smiled,

"Malfoy?"

"Yes Professor." He muttered.

"Good. Now I bid you two goodnight." Professor McGonagall smiled at Hermione and left. Hermione turned to Malfoy. "Well? Aren't you gonna say the password?"
"Why should I?" He scowled.

Hermione sighed. "Flobberworms." She said to the portrait.

"Most certainly, my dear." The portrait smiled at Hermione and opened.

Hemione gasped when she saw the room. It was decorated with red and gold and green and silver, with a big fire in the centre and two comfy looking red sofas in front. There were two staircases on each side, one with 'Head Girl' written on the wall above in red, and the other with 'Head Boy' written in silver. There was also a kitchen area, and by the looks of it, the rooms each had their own bathroom.

Suddenly. Hermione felt herself being shoved out the way. "Move Granger." Malfoy snarled, and went over and flopped out on one of the sofas.

"ARGHHHH!" He suddenly jumped up as a very angry looking ginger ball of fluff speeded across the room and leapt into Hermione's arms.

"Crookshanks!" She smiled,

"Get rid of that bloody thing!" Malfoy shouted.

"What? NO! He's my cat!"

"You call that thing a cat? It's fucking evil!"

"Evil? EVIL? You're calling something evil? That's rich coming from you and your precious father!" Hermione snapped.

"Don't you ever talk about me or my father again. You disgusting, filthy little mudblood." Malfoy snarled in her face. He then walked away in the direction of the Head Boy's room. Hermione walked over to the sofas, put Crookshanks down and sighed. How dare he. How was she going to live like this for a year? She decided to go to bed, and went to her room, collapsing on the red and golden four poster bed.

Draco

Draco sighed and rolled over in his bed. He couldn't sleep. How dare the mudblood speak about his father like that? Oh she'll pay. She'll pay alright. They all will. Draco smiled, thinking about Granger's face when he'd insulted her. Oh how he loved to fight with her. Maybe this year wouldn't be so bad after all.

I hope that was okay! Pleaseeee review and let me know :) I think this story is going to be quite long we'll have to see won't we ;) sorry Draco's part is so short it'll be longer next chapter, promise :) anyway please review and let me know what you thought and I'll update soon as I can :) x