(April 3rd, 2011)

Hey y'all! So I know it's been forever since I've been on but I'm currently travelling and therefore, up until this point, didn't have my laptop. I'm still travelling about so I prob won't be updating super fast. But I'll do my best! Anyways here's my newest story!
It's based post-war (so after the 7th book) Voldemort's dead and things are back to "normal". Those who were suppose to have their 7th year during the war were allowed to return to Hogwarts to finish their last year, (so Harry & the others would join Ginny's year). I hope you like it, I won't continue if I don't get enough interest in it, so that means REVIEW!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, but I wish I did.

All's Fair in Love & Hatred

Chapter 1

There was a loud blare that left everyone's ears ringing when the Hogwarts Express pulled away from Kings Cross Station on that rare sunny morning of September the first. Students were bustling around the compartments trying to find friends, or in many cases trying to locate rogue pets. Draco Malfoy was sitting a plush compartment with Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson and his two lackeys, Crabbe and Goyle as well as some other unmentionable Slytherins. The girls were talking about some girl stuff that Malfoy refused to participate in and Dumb and Dumber were having a staring contest. God, could those two be any stupider? The blonde rolled his eyes, my final year and there is positively nothing happening. I should have stayed with Mother in Paris. Blaise noticed his annoyed face and chuckled.

"Bored already? Why not take Parkinson for a spin in one of the loos?" Draco sneered.

"And encourage her? It's already bad enough she practically stalked me in the summer. I'm bored of the girls here Blaise. I need something new. Something shiny to play with to make this year go by faster." Zabini pursed his lips together in thought.

"What about some of the Ravenclaw girls? Some of them aren't too shabby these days."

"Already done that."

"What about the Gryffindors?" He saw the disgusted look on his face and shrugged. "You know, there are some pretty hot ones if I say so myself. That redhead for example-" Draco cut him off, his eyes glaring.

"I would never stoop myself so low as to even think about one of those damn stubborn Gryffindors. And neither should you if you have any standards." He stood abruptly. "I have to go to that stupid meeting. I'll see you later." Without waiting for a reply he swept out the door and down the corridor. Other students immediately moved out of his way, rushing back into their own compartments to avoid him. Maybe I should have take Pansy for a quickie. I could really use a shag right now. All summer he had spent in Paris with his mother, eating great food and sleeping with beautiful French women. And now he was back here in this hellhole. Why? Because even though his father was long gone, his mother had insisted that his education was important and that he had to finish his final year to get his inheritance. So here he was, back to square one. He moved through the next corridor, looking out the windows to the lush greenery of England.

A moment later he crashed into someone, sending both sprawling to the ground. There was cursing on both ends as Malfoy rubbed his chest and the girl was kneeling away from him collecting books and sweets that had fallen. His eyes fell on the girl's jean clad bottom unintentionally he licking his lips. Damn that is one fine ass. I would love to grab some of that. His eyes grazed up her slender waist. Her green top slid up as she was reaching around fumbling for her things exposing a patch of smooth, tanned skin. From there he noticed chocolate brown waves hanging half way down her back. Who is this girl and how is it that I've never seen her before? He crawled over to the nearest book, picking it up he handed it to her, still gazing at her body.

"Sorry about that, I must've been distracted by your stunning g-goo-d…. Granger?" His eyes must've been deceiving him because when he finally looked at her face, the familiar Gryffindor was scowling at him.

"Jesus Malfoy, couldn't you try not to trip over your big clown feet just once?" She spat at him.

"And maybe if you could see through that bush you call hair you could actually see where you're walking." He retorted, snarling as he did. Malfoy stood up and brushed himself off, Hermione doing the same. He raked his eyes over her again taking in the long jeaned legs, topped with a green v-neck sweater that complimented her brown eyes. Her hair was tamed from her fizzy look into sleek waves that cascaded down her shoulders and it looked darker. She looked… different than the last time he saw her. But then again the war had changed a lot of people, himself included. She just glared at him before walking away. He watched her hips sway gracefully and just as she reached the door to the next corridor she called out.

"Oh and I don't know where you're going, but the Prefect compartment is this way." Then she was gone from sight. Shit the meeting! He followed in the direction she had gone thinking about what he'd seen until he reached the compartment. Minerva McGonagall was already there along with four representatives from each house, two boys and two girls. He took a seat next to Pansy and Blaise, who had somehow managed to beat him to the meeting, ignoring the dirty look Granger sent him.

"Right, now that Mr. Malfoy has finally graced us with his presence we can begin. First off I hope that everyone had a nice break, I know that the past year has been difficult for everyone. I would like to remind you as Prefects that you are to set a good example for the rest of the student body and encourage student unity. Especially after the war, I know that there are some… grudges that people hold against one another and I would like to make it clear that clean slates are given to everyone. I will say the same at dinner tonight. From now on other than special occasions, at meal times there will be no house tables. Everyone can mingle amongst each other and I expect that you, as Prefects shall be setting this example." She glanced around to see the unhappy looks on the faces around her. "That is an order." She paused for a moment to give a stern look. "Now as to announce the Head boy and girl." She reached into her coat pocket and drew out a sealed envelope. "After many discussions with the teachers, we have decided upon," she ripped open the seal and read the paper inside. "Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy."

There was a burst of outrage as Pansy stood up sputtering and pointing at Hermione while Harry and Ron looked like a bludger had hit him the face. Other Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws were equally upset as they began to protest their new Syltherin Head boy. Malfoy just sat there, picking at his fingernails and looking bored. He glanced up to see Granger looking at the table; her face was unreadable.

"Enough!" McGonagall yelled. "Now everyone sit down this instant." Everyone obliged, not without throwing Draco dirty looks. "This is the board's final decision. Now Prefects, go change and do your rounds. I expect you to lead the first years once we reach Hogwarts." With a lot of murmuring they all left, leaving Hermione and Draco alone with their Headmistress. "Alright, now that that's settled. You two will have a few extra duties such as organizing the Prefect patrol schedule as well as setting up the yearly banquet. This year we have decided on having it on Valentine's Day so it doesn't interfere with Christmas or end of year exams. You have your own dorms on the sixth floor with a common room and kitchen. Also you will have to do special night patrols and therefore you don't have a curfew. Everything clear?" She gazed at the two of them, willing them to speak. They both just shot daggers at each other.

"You're saying I have to live with this stupid, know-it-all mud—" McGonagall cut him off swiftly.

"Yes I am, Mr. Malfoy. And if you want to keep that tongue of yours I would suggest that you refrain from saying that word again. The war is over and we're all equals. That includes Ms. Granger and any other muggleborn. I won't tolerate such language in my school, do you understand me?" Malfoy glared at her but nodded all the same. "Good. Now hurry off and change. Scoot!" She waved them off and they walked out of the compartment. They made it down the deserted corridor in silence until Malfoy found himself slammed into the wall, Hermione's wand jabbed to his throat.

"Now listen here ferret. This is my last year at Hogwarts and I intend to make the most of it. But this isn't like before when you make my life hell and I do nothing about it." Her hazel eyes flashed as she glared at him, her face only a few inches from his. He could smell lavender and rose petals off her skin. She's actually quite cute when she's angry. Woah did you just think that? Snap out of it! "You will do well to stay away from me and my friends. Because if you so much as lift a finger at me I'll make you're life a thousand times worse than you ever made it for me. Got it?" He just smirked at her, letting his eyes glance down to her chest, watching it rise and fall as she regained her breath from her rant. He received an unpleasant jab in the throat by her wand. "Hey, my face is up here. Do we understand each other?" Hermione gave him a death look, waiting for his answer, he just snarled in return.

"I will never take orders from a filthy mudblood. I will do as I please and you'll do nothing to stop me." He winced as her hand slapped him. "As much as I love having a female pinning me to the wall, I prefer my woman to be clean." Hermione's eyes were on fire now; her rage had completely taken over her. She was about to curse him when a voice rang out.

"Ms. Granger!" McGonagall had emerged from the compartment and was striding over to them. "Unhand Mr. Malfoy at once! I should have expected better from you!" Hermione reluctantly released her arm from his neck and dropped her hands to her sides. Malfoy grinned evilly as he rubbed his throat. "I don't know what you're smiling about Mr. Malfoy but I can guess you did something to provoke her. Honestly I don't know what I'm going to do about you too if you don't learn how to at least be civil with each other!" She looked from one to the other. Hermione was still fuming and Malfoy looked smug. "Until you learn you two are going to spend a an hour with each other each day. After dinner you will return to your common room where you will be locked for an hour with nothing but yourselves." Hermione looked outraged while Malfoy snarled in anger.

"You can't do that!"

"I can Mr. Malfoy and I will. Now I told you to go change. Go!" They both took off towards their compartments. Before Hermione entered hers where Harry, Ron, Ginny and the others were Malfoy had her by the arm.

"I would be careful what you do Granger or I'll be the one making your life hell." Then he was gone. Hermione shivered at the threat. Taking a moment she recomposed herself and slid open the door putting on a fake smile as her friends greeted her.

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