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'Ms. Granger. We are pleased to inform you…' Hermione squealed with glee as she re-read the letter for what she was sure was the hundredth time. Hidden under the long mane of brown hair, the young witch had a grin glued to her face, and brown eyes brown eyes filled with stars. She was far too preoccupied with scanning the letter , whose content she had basically committed to memory, to notice the other two occupants of the compartment trying to get her attention.

'HERMIONE!' Ron finally shouted. 'Bloody hell, are you ever gonna put down that blasted letter ? You've been gawking at it for half an hour strait!' Hermione's head snapped up and she reddened up to the very roots of her curly brown hair glaring at her friend.

"Wow. So sorry . I just…I'm excited. You're right. I should be getting over to the heads compartment about now anyway.' She busied herself picking up her things, already changed into her robes.

'So Hermione' Harry started elbowing the redhead for his crudeness. They should be trying to be supportive. He Knew how much the position meant to her. ' Who do you suppose got Head Boy ?'

Hermione smiled at his attempt to cover Ron's blunt statement 'I thought of that. And honestly I don't know Harry .Probably a Ravenclaw. Michael Corner maybe ? I guess I'll find out in a minute, see you later .' She smiled at them both and exited the compartment.

Draco had put it off as long as he could afford. He had to go now . He had no choice. His life was over .

' Have fun with Granger and don't get too friendly' Blaise Zabini couldn't help but smirk and mock his friend's predicament .It was so ridiculously fun to see his friend's misfortune.

'Sod off Blaise. Merlin you're such an arse.' Draco glared at his fellow Slytherin, then slammed the compartment door and headed down the hall like a man toward the noose. His mother had been ecstatic when the letter had arrived proclaiming him head boy. He had to admit he'd been a tad happy as well. Being the so called "Prince of Slytherin" was nothing compared to Head Boy, practically king of Hogwarts. That is… until he realized who Head Girl must be. The only one Dumbledore could have chosen. That goody two shoes Griffindor had d practically been chosen for Head girl when she was a first year ! He'd been dreading this moment ever since.

He was so lost in his thoughts of dread that he didn't notice the witch in Griffindor robes making a beeline for the same door he was . That is , of course, until he crashed into her and they both ended up on the ground.

" Ugh you filth , watch where you walk you dolt!" Draco exclaimed reflexively picking himself up quickly. He hadn't even realized who he had run into. Hermione scoffed, red with anger.

"ME? Honestly Malfoy You crashed into ME! Why don't you watch where you're going you loathsome lit..." She stopped suddenly as she became aware of her surroundings.

They were alone in the hallways. Everyone was in a compartment catching up with friends.

She was in front of the Head's compartment...

So was he...

She was Head Girl...

"No" She whispered, half to herself.

"Yes" Draco smirked in spite of himself, knowing exactly what conclusion she had come to in her mind. At least he would not be the only one tortured this predicament. She stepped into the compartment without another word. Draco followed, his aristocratic smirk still in place.

The Head's compartment was more magnificent than Hermione had dared imagine. The four house emblems hung on flags from the ceiling with threads of light joining them, connecting them as a sign of unity . Draco snorted and rolled his eyes, she imagined because of the sentiment.

Littered on the four walls were the pictures of past Head Girl's and Boy's. Most of them smiled and waved down at Hermione and Draco, welcoming them to the life they lived years before. Hermione spotted last year's Heads Michael and Jenny. They looked at Draco with doubt in their eyes, neither of them were Slytherins and she was sure they they knew of the Blond's reputation. However, many of the past Slytherin heads looked doubtfully at Hermione as well.

Taking their eyes of the walls finally, they surveyed the rest of the room. It seemed that this room was a statement about hose unity and everything was decorated as such. The only place to sit, was a black leather couch. It o sat two people and was adorned by a Red and green quilt with a moving picture of a snake and a lion intertwined . The room looked as if it was re-done each year to honor the Head Boy and girl and their houses.

Other than the couch the only furniture in the room was a black table with the Hogwarts crest printed on top of it "Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus". On the table rested a single white envelope addressed to Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy. Hermione made a grab for it but Draco saw the opportunity and , using his seeker skills, smoothly stole it.