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Chapter Thirteen: Head dorm.

"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts! Now, due to the increase of trucidatorus plague, tonight, before you go to your dorms, you will all be tested for it. Also, I ask that the Sixth and Seventh Years meet me tomorrow morning at six, here in the Hall, all will be explained tomorrow. On a lighter note, I am delighted to announce our Head Girl and Boy this year. First, as ladies first, Head Girl. Due to her perfect scores and attitude to the school, I am pleased to announce Hermione Granger as your Head Girl." The Hall was deafened by cheers from mainly Gryffindor house as Hermione rose happily from her seat and walked down to Professor Dumbledore.

"Thank you Professor." She shook his hand and turned to face everyone with a huge smile painted on her face.

"Next our Head Boy. Due to his excellent scores, almost as good as Miss Granger's I might add, your Head Boy Draco Malfoy." Slytherin's cheers rivalled Gryffindor's earlier outburst and the other houses merely clapped politely-though there was a few hisses from Gryffindor.

"Thank you Headmaster." Malfoy shook Dumbledore's hand before turning to Hermione, "Congratulations."

"You too." Hermione swallowed as she shook his hand in good spirit before ignoring him.

"Settle down now, off to bed, pip pip."

"Come on you two, time to see your new rooms." Professor McGonagall smiled before motioning them to follow her.

"New rooms!" Hermione squeaked.

"Yes, Head Girl and Boy have their own shared common room."

"What?"

"Now Miss Granger, I'm sure you are more than mature enough to handle this situation, I know you and Mr Malfoy haven't gotten on well in the past, but you need to put your differences aside to do your job."

"Yes, Professor." She snuck a glance at Malfoy and found him smirking, "But we have separate bedrooms and bathrooms right?"

"Of course Miss Granger."

"Okay, I supposed we can work together, can't we Malfoy?"

"Yes."

"There's the spirit, now here we are." Hermione smiled when she recognised the picture. Barnabas the Barmy, "Signum." McGonagall nodded and the portrait opened.

"Professor, what an ironic password." Hermione giggled.

"It's hardly complex." Malfoy shook his head.

"It's simple enough that no one would think to try it." McGonagall explained, "The usual rule of the layout is as usual. Right, your list of things to do as your job are on the desk. If you have any questions do come and ask. Now your check up." She muttered under her breath and moved her wand in intricate patterns over each of them, "Both of you are free of the Trucidatorus plague, goodnight."

"Goodnight Professor." Hermione murmured as McGonagall shut the door behind herself.

"This is nice." Malfoy nodded.

"Yes. Too bad about the green and silver." The room was decorated as a across between the Gryffindor and Slytherin common rooms.

"I could say the same for the red and gold." He smirked now.

"This must be our list." Hermione remarked picking up the parchment and reading swiftly through it, "It's quite simple really. Here, have a look." She tossed it backwards to him.

"Simple enough…I could get used to this shared common room."

"I doubt I'll be in here much."

"And why's that Granger?"

"Because I'll probably just stay in the Gryffindor common room more with my friends."

"You could always invite them here."

"And have you swarming around, ha, not likely."

"You're absurd Granger."

"And you're incorrigible."

"Eating dictionaries again…or a thesaurus?"

"Neither." She scowled refusing to look at him by keeping her back to him and studying the wallpaper.

"It's a joke Granger."

"It wasn't funny Malfoy. You're not funny."

"Really?" She heard him move and she chewed her lip nervously, "I bet if you got to know me better you'd find I am very humorous."

"Hardly."

"I'm the jester in our house actually."

"I thought you were referred to as the…prince? Though I'd call you the ass."

"And you Gryffindor's princess." He grasped her waist and swung her around, "A perfect match."

"Haven't I told you about mind people's personal space?" She pushed against his chest but he just drew close and Hermione groaned quietly.

"And haven't I told you that I don't care?"

"Well, you should, now back off." She said stepping back and accidently bumped her backside on the desk edge. This is so not good! Her mind yelled.

"I don't think I will; I'm quite enjoying myself."

"Malfoy!" She huffed and stared off to the side, "Why are you such a prat?"

"It's called my charm."

"Huh, you, charm…" She laughed harshly.

"Now Granger, where's you manners?"

"Manners?"

"Mocking is not considered manners."

"And neither is bullying, but you did." She reminded him severely.

"I have changed-"

"When exactly?"

"What?"

"When exactly did this happen, I mean it doesn't just happen, there has to be a catalyst."

"Granger…"

"So what was the catalyst?"

"I was just thinking about it and I saw no sense in my childish ways and decided to change."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"So when exactly?"

"A few months ago." He gave her a confused look.

"Which month?"

"Why-"

"Which month?" She commanded.

"Probably near June…" He answered, sending her a strange look.

"Was it the fifth of June to be precise?" She raised her eyebrows at him.

"Maybe…" He hedged.

"I knew it!" She burst.

"Ssshhh…" He tried to sooth her. He held her chin and met her eyes softly.

"Are you a Veela?" She whispered before he growled quietly and their lips met. Hermione instantly reacted by kissing him back. She pushed up against him as his arms encircled her waist. Her heart racing and her pulse pumping, she craved him. Silently they parted lips and Malfoy paused to take in the moment but it gave Hermione enough time to come to her senses. Quickly she took advantage of the situation and pushed him back enough so she could slip out of her embrace and she back towards the door, "Are you a Veela?" She repeated the question as he came back to reality.

"Granger…"

"You are, aren't you?" She panted in panic.

"Please Granger…"

"Oh my gosh." She turned around quickly and was through the door in seconds. Crap. They thought simultaneously.

AN: Signum is Latin for password. Please lend me your thoughts on this chapter!