A/N - This is a Draco/Hermione pairing so if you don't like - DON'T READ! It's just an idea I have been playing around with, and at the moment isn't my top priority, so if you like it and want me to write more please tell me :)
Disclaimer: As you know, the very talented J.K. Rowling owns this. Gutted on us.
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Chapter 1

"Oh. My. GOD!" Hermione squealed as she opened the thick yellowish envelope that had arrived at The Burrow that morning. "OH MY GOD I GOT IT!"

Harry groggily raised his head as she stumbled into Ron's bedroom at breakneck speed.

"Shu'up Hermione." Ron muttered. He angrily yanked a pillow from the sofa and shoved it roughly on top of his head so that only his arms were visible under his great mass of duvet. Harry, however, rubbed his eyes and reached for his glasses. As Hermione came into focus, he looked at her curiously.

"You got what?"

"Guess!" She was positively bouncing up and down with excitement and it looked like a guessing game was the last thing she wanted, he thought.

"Umm... Did you ge-"

"I GOT HEAD GIRL!" She yelled interrupting his question. "HEAD GIRL!"

Harry beamed at her, not caring that she had cut him short, and she ran towards him squealing. He huffed as she hurtled into him at what felt like 50 mph and squeezed her arms around his neck in a tight embrace.

"Uh... Hermione I can't breathe..." Harry gasped and she removed her arms from around him, grinning sheepishly.

"Sorry, I'm just so excited!" She leaped away from the bed and turned to the heap of pillows on the floor. "Ron. Ron? RONALD!"

At the last call of his name, Ron sat bolt upright in bed, his flaming hair messily sticking up in all directions, with a disgruntled look painted plainly on his face.

"Well done Hermes." He said groggily "If anyone deserves it, it's you."
"Oh you really think so?!" She beamed and dove down to his camp bed and kissed him roughly on both cheeks. Harry laughed as he saw the tops of Ron's ears change from white to red faster than a traffic light. He mumbled embarrassedly under his breath as she rose to a standing position. Her face was glowing with what only could be described as pure ecstasy.

"I wonder who Head Boy is..." Harry mused aloud. If he was honest, a slight part of him deflated when Hermione hadn't mentioned another letter downstairs addressed to Mr Harry Potter, but he daren't reveal this to either of his best friends.

"Well I assumed that it would be someone out of another house." Hermione said hurriedly. "I mean, you can't have both Heads in Gryffindor can you? It would look like the worst case of favouritism yet!"

"Yeah that's true. It's a shame though - I reckon I'd have definitely got it!" Ron winked at Harry who chuckled. Of course Ron would know how Harry felt. He was basically his brother. The scene was interrupted by Molly striding into the room and gazing at Hermione in adoration, looking almost as jubilant as the girl herself.

"Hermione's told you the wonderful news then?" The boys both nodded and Molly turned towards them. Her face changed as she saw that they were still in bed and she scowled. "What are you doing?! A celebration is in order! Get up, you lazy boys! Up, up, UP!"

She grabbed one of Ron's Quidditch magazines (he looked positively relieved that it was the first one she had picked up) and batted them until they had emerged from their beds.

"Women." Ron complained under his breath as Mrs Weasley and Hermione disappeared down the stairs, leaving them the privacy to get changed.

"Women." Harry agreed.

Almost a week had passed since Hermione's letter had arrived and sooner than they had hoped, they were back at Kings Cross Station.
"What Platform is it again?" Mrs Weasley chimed.

"Mum. Every year you ask this! Surely you know that it's platform 9 ¾ by now?" Ginny said, half exasperated, half amused. Harry smiled down at his girlfriend and she squeezed his hand slightly. He responded by brushing her amber hair behind her ear and snaking an arm around her waist, smiling. He saw Hermione looking at them and grinned.

"Well here we are then!" Hermione said in a shrill voice. Harry wondered whether she had been embarrassed that he had seen her catch a glance at him and Ginny. Had he imagined the distant look of longing in her eyes?

"You first then Ron." Mrs Weasley ushered him forward and he shot a grin back at Harry who smiled back.

"Race you?"

"Harry... no."

Harry's grin widened. He put both arms on his trolley handle, kissed Ginny on the forehead and strode forward so he was level with Ron.

"Three... Two... One..." Ron said under his breath but before he said go, Harry shot off in the direction of the ticket barrier. "Harry you cheat!"

Ron emerged under the archway of platform 9 ¾ to a gloating Harry.

"I didn't say go!"

"Oh please. Don't be petty Ron! I won fair and square!"

"I did not say go. I had only said one –"

"I'm not interrupting anything am I girls?"

A familiar cold voice penetrated their argument and they both turned around to face the owner.

"Malfoy." Harry nodded in an unfriendly greeting. Ron just turned his nose up at the sneering boy, evidently disgusted at what stood before him.

"I just came here to ask whether you knew who the new Head Boy was."

Ron's eyes darted to Harry's and they met, both equally confused. He knew that something was wrong. Malfoy wouldn't talk to them unless he had a motive. And usually, it wasn't a good one.

"No Malfoy, we don't." Ron said frostily. "So you can leave now and join your slimy little friends."

"Oh I won't be needing to do that today." Another shared confused look between Harry and Ron. It was obvious he wanted to be asked why, and neither boy wanted to give him that satisfaction. "Because, well, because I'm up front in the Head carriage." He emphasised the word Head and waited for them to realise his news.

Ron frowned slightly.

"You're... you're Head Boy?!" Ron said incredulously. Malfoy smirked. Harry raised his eyebrows. They stood frozen in a triangle shape for a moment, glaring at each other.

"Malfoy?" Hermione joined the meeting and stood beside Ron. Malfoy sneered at her.

"Granger. My new best friend I believe!" Ron snarled under his breath but Harry put a hand on his arm.

"Don't give him the satisfaction Ron. He's not worth it." He spat his words out.

"Why? Just because I got Head Boy over 'The Amazing Boy Who Lived'?"

Hermione's mouth fell open slightly.

"YOU got Head Boy?!"

Malfoy sighed as if he was talking to a three year old.

"Yes Mudblood, we've been through this already." He said in his usual patronising drawl. "Anyway. I'll see you in our compartment..." He gave her a mock wink and strutted off, disappearing into the smoke from the train, leaving a shocked silence in his wake.

"HE got Head Boy?!" She shrieked, causing a group of first years to scuttle away in panic.

"Hermione calm down..."

"NO! He can NOT be Head Boy. I REFUSE to share a dormitory with that... that EVIL, GREASY..." She struggled to find the right insult. "...FERRET!"

Harry laughed darkly.

"It seems as though you haven't got a choice Hermes."

Hermione's angry, vulgar reply was drowned out by the screeching whistle that pierced the air.

It was time to return to Hogwarts.

Hope it was ok!

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