Chapter 1

Hermione was sitting in the train compartment, looking out the window. The weather was nice and sunny, and she couldn't help but smile. Her life was perfect. The war was over. This was her last year at Hogwarts and she was just so excited. Just this morning she received an owl that informed her, that she will be the new Head girl. She didn't know who the new Head boy would be, but right know she didn't want to think about it. She and Ron had been going out since summer, and she thought he was the best boyfriend ever. He was sweet and understanding to her.

The door to the compartment opened, and in steped Harry and Ginny, holding hands. They had been going out too, and Hermione was so happy for them. She had thought that Ron will be there with them but he wasn't. That fact puzzled her.

"Hi Harry, hi Ginny," she greeted, giving both of them big hugs. "Where's Ron?"

"Oh hi Mione," they both greeted her back. "We don't know he wasn't with us, but his propably going to be here later," they both explained. They had been surprised, that Ron wasn't here already, but they just shrugged and sat on the compartments bench.

"Oh I almost forgot, I'm the new Head girl," Hermione said excitedly.

"That's brilliant Mione," Harry said, giving her another hug.

"Yeah, that's great. Do you know who the new Head boy will be?" asked Ginny, joining Harry in the hug he was giving Hermione.

"I don't know, but the letter I received, said I will meet him on the train at the prefects meeting," she said all that while in the bone crushing hug.

"Anyway, I should propably head over there. The prefect meeting is starting in forty minutes," she said, as she looked at her clock, that told her it was twenty minutes past four, and the meeting starts at five.

"Okay Mione, I guess we'll see you later then," Ginny said and gave her a big hug, and so did Harry.

"Yeah"

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Hermione was walking through the long train to get to the front compartment, when something caught her eye. There was a week light in one of the compartments, not too far from her. When she got closer she heard low moans. They weren't from pain, just the opposite. Someone was having sex in there, and it was her duty, as the Head girl, to put a stop to it.

She opened the compartments door and gasped at the sight. There on the floor lay Lavender and Ron, both completely naked, and Ron was between Lavender's spread legs.

Hermione's whole world went crashing down at the sight. "You bastard," she whispered.

Ron was shocked to see Hermione standing in the doorway, he quickly got of Lavender, and she covered her nudity while he did the same. "Mione I-" He didn't get to finish because Hermione punched him in the face.

"How could you?" she nearly screamed but contained herself.

Ron snaped out of it and looked at Hermione. She had a destructive look in her eyes, and he shivered.

"Mione I can explain everything I-" She cut him off again.

"What is there to be explained? I think I saw everything, so your input is not necessary," she turned away and was about to leave when Ron grabed her arm.

"No, wait Mione. You have to listen an-" Ron fell back on his back, as he received another hard punch from Hermione.

"Don't touch me." Her eyes were almost burning with anger. "If you ever touch me again, I don't know what I'll do to you." She turned and ran, not looking back, tears streaming down her cheeks.

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Draco was on his way to the prefects meeting. This morning he had received an owl, informing him that he was the new Head boy. He didn't know who the new head Girl was but he reasoned that he will soon find out.

He saw Hermione running in his direction, through the corridor, in a mad rush. She wasn't looking where she was running, and he was almost in a daze from the sight of her and didn't move out of the way, and Hermione ran straight into him. They both fell on the floor, Hermione on top of Draco.

"Hey there Granger, you should watch were your running," Draco said in a more playful tone then he expected.

Silence…

"Granger, what's wrong?" Draco asked, actually sounding concerned.

Hermione didn't want look at him, she didn't want him to see her tears but his tone made her head snap up, and all she could do is stare at him with wide eyes.

Draco could see the tears on her face, and something inside of him snaped. He couldn't explain it, but he had the sudden urge to wipe them off her beautiful face.

More tears ran down her cheeks, and she couldn't stop them. She threw her arms around Draco's neck and started sobbing uncontrollably.

"Shh, everything is going to be okay," he whispered in her ear, as he embraced the sobbing girl, and let her cry against his chest. After about ten minutes Hermione stopped crying, and Draco handed her a handkerchief.

"What's wrong Granger?" he asked again.

Hermione finaly found her Griffindor courage to speak. "I caught Ron and Lavender together…" She stopped herself there, and looked at the floor.

"What? I thought you were together?" Draco sounded a bit enraged but didn't understand the sudden urge to go and break the Weasel's nose.

"I thought so too... but when I was on my way to the prefects meeting... I saw a light ...and then sound's... and...And-" She couldn't finish the sentence, but Draco understood what she wanted to say.

"Do you want me to go and break his nose?" Draco asked. Hermione stared at him with wide eyes, and Draco understood his error, but he figured what the heck.

She was shocked to see Draco like this. He was being nice to her. After some seconds of looking into his grey eyes that were filled with sincerity, she gave him a weak smile. "Thank you but I'm pretty much certain that I already broke his nose."

"I guess I shouldn't be surprised, you do have a mean punch," he joked.

"Really?" she asked playfully with a warm smile, and it surprised her how fast Draco managed to get her to smile. That didn't make sense, just last year he had been her enemie. Actually, they had been enemies ever since first year, he had called her a 'Mudblood', and she had hated him for that, but know here they were, talking to each other like some old friends would do.

"Yeah, in third year you broke my nose," he answered, poking her playfully in the side.

"Really, I did? I guess I'm sorry then." She poked him back. They both laughed.

"Hey wait, did you say you were going to the prefects meeting?" asked Draco, remembering she had said something about that.

Hermione looked at her clock, and it was ten minutes to five, the prefects meeting starts in ten minutes. "Yeah, I was going there until I saw, well I guess you know what I saw." He nodded.

"It's a coincidence because I was on my way to the prefects meeting as well," he said smiling; he had a feeling that Hermione was the new Head girl. He wouldn't be surprised.

"You were? Wait; are you the new Head boy?" Hermione asked with wide eyes.

"Yes, and I guess your the new Head girl?" Hermione just nodded her head. Draco continued. "I'm not surprised, and besides, you deserved it."

"Um thank you Malfoy," Hermione said smiling at him.

"What time is it?" Draco asked, suddenly remembering that they should head over there.

"Gosh! Five minutes to five. Everyone's propably already there, we got to go." Hermione, in the rush to get to the prefects meating, grabed Draco's arm, and started to pull him down the corridor with her.

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When the meeting ended, everyone started to walk out of the Head compartment, except for Draco and Hermione. Hermione watched them leave, and let out a sigh. What a day. She didn't know what to do now. It was clear that her relationship with Ron was over.

"Hey Granger, what are you thinking about?" Draco asked as he leaned against the door.

Hermione looked up at Draco. He had changed a lot. He hadn't insulted her, not once today and he hadn't even said anything mean about her friends. Well, he had wanted to break Ron's nose, but she wouldn't have any problems with that. He hadn't changed much in looks. His eyes were the same stormy grey she remembered, and his hair was still platinum blond but wasn't so slicked back as it used to be. Now it just hung loosly, and she had to admit he looked much more handsome that way.

"I was just thinking how lousy this day was." Hermione sat down on the only bench that was in the compartment and looked out the window. "Oh come on, it can't be that bad." Draco sat down and poked her in the side. She smiled at him.

"Okay, maybe not," she admitted. Draco laughed and Hermione smiled. She had never heard Draco laugh or seen him smile genuinely before, and she found herself liking it. Hermione yawned, and Draco noticed it. "You're tired, you should rest." Hermione nodded and proped her head on his shoulder, she fell asleep instantly.

Draco stroked her hair gently, as he let her sleep against him. He didn't understand what he was feeling. He had hated Hermione the first three years at Hogwarts, but he guessed it all ended in the fourth year, more precisely the Yule ball.

At first, he had thought that the ball was just waste of his time, plus he was dragged there by Pansy. He didn't like Pansy, he never did, but since she was his best friend Blaise's friend, he tolerated her as much as he could. He had gone to the ball and was bored out of his mind, and Pansy had been so irritating, but then he had seen Hermione coming down the stairs.

She looked so beautiful in her long crimson red dress, her hair wasn't as bushy as it used to be, and she was wearing make-up. In that moment he envied Victor Krum. She looked like a princess and he wanted to be her Prince. After the Yule ball, he had thought that Granger would go back to normal, and be the same bushy haired know it all, but it didn't happen. She became even more beautiful.

And now, he was positive, that she broke up with the Weasel. Does this mean he has a chance with her, he didn't know. He really hoped so.

A lot of people wouldn't believe it, but he had changed a lot, Draco could feel it himself. His dad had wanted for him to be a Death eater, which he had no choice back in sixth year, but he had never wanted to be one. He didn't want to be like his father, who had killed a lot of innocent people and he didn't even care about the blood purity anymore. Right know he just wanted to live a normal life.

He looked down at Hermione, her face peaceful as she slept against his shoulder. He thought about it, and couldn't understand why the Weasel would want to cheat someone like Hermione. She was beautiful, smart and witty. That Lavender girl was just a common whore. It angered him, that the Weasel would do something like that to Hermione.

He put his right arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him; he kissed her temple and buried his face in her hair. He swore to himself, that he will not let the Weasel hurt Hermione ever again. He soon fell asleep, still holding Hermione.

To be continued...

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