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And it was sure turning out to be. A hell of a year that is.



As soon as Draco and Hermione stepped into the Head's Compartment, they saw not Dumbledore, but actually Mcgonnagal as well. She bustled over to them, an anxious look plastered onto her face.

"Your late!" She barked.



"Sorry Professor, we-"Hermione began.



"I don't want to hear your excuses, Miss Granger. Now that you two are here, I must tell you of an important change in your, erm, sleeping arrangements."



Draco noticed Hermione looked mildly alarmed, and smirked to himself.



"Well, as it has been decided to give the prefects their own sleeping quarters, we have come up short a couple of rooms. As it turns out, you two must share a, erm, room."



"WHAT!" The both of them shouted together.



Mcgonnagal looked up, and then quickly said, "I do hope you two enjoy your journey, I must be going, please see me at the end of the feast so I can take you to your dorms." She walked out, glancing at Dumbledore as she went.



When she had gone, Hermione turned towards him. "Professor?"



Dumbledore had a twinkle in his eye as he turned to look at the pair. "I'm afraid what Professor Mcgonnagal said it correct. You two need to share a room, as we have a shortage of space. I trust any unneeded activities will not take place."



Hermione blushed as he said this. Draco smirked, if possible, even more than before. Dumbledore nodded at the two. "I must be leaving, I hope to Merlin that you two find everything to your liking. Afternoon."



As soon as he had left, she glanced to Draco and groaned. "Oh perfect! This year hasn't even started, and Malfoy's managed to ruin it." She mumbled to herself.



"Oh c'mon Granger, you know you want me."



She rolled her eyes. "In your dreams Malfoy."



Just then, Draco noticed the outline of her necklace from underneath her top. "Granger," he said sharply, "What's that?"



Hermione looked up at the sound of his voice. "What?" She said startled. "Oh. That's-"



"Hermione, Hun, I missed ya!"

The door burst open, and Hermione turned to find a headstrong Ginny, followed by a more meek Ron, and Harry looking sheepish, for some reason. She soon found out why.



"Harry and I are going out!" Ginny exclaimed.



"That's great!" Hermione replied, and she truly meant it. It had been not to long ago that Harry and Ron's girl troubles had driven her over the brink and beyond. Especially when Ron had asked her to the ball. She had felt like slapping him, but refrained from doing so. She had to keep up her reputation, of course. Miss Goody-two-shoes didn't going around slapping people. But thank god that was over. Her new reputation was just beginning, and she was going to shape it just as she pleased.



Draco stared at them, laughing, enjoying themselves. A feeling rose up and captured him. Was it longing? Jealousy? No, he quickly shook the thought off, why would he be jealous of Weasel, Weaselette, Pothead, and Mudb-Granger. Even the mere wisp of the thought was unbearable.

*~*~*~*~*

The carriages were lined up as usual. Hermione began to run to the one she usually shared with Harry and Ron, but was stopped by an uncomfortable-looking Malfoy.



"We're supposed to go to in the Head Carriage, remember?"



Hermione stared at him as if he were an alien from another planet. She looked down at where he was holding her arm. A feeling of strange anticipation went through her, sending a shiver down her spine. It seemed Draco had felt it too, as he let go immediately and started walking away, Hermione following him.



The sorting began almost immediately, and for Hermione it seemed to last forever. Ron was complaining about how hungry he was, and she couldn't seem to get the feeling of Malfoy touching her out of her head. Even through the feast, she barely ate much. Towards the end, Ginny pulled her away. "Whats wrong?"

"What do you mean what's wrong? Nothings wrong. Why would anything be wrong?" Hermione rambled on, averting her eyes from Ginnys'.
Ginny rolled her eyes, "Right, well, first of you can't shut up, and second of all, you aren't looking me straight in the eye, so all i have to say to you is spill it before i make you."

Hermione couldn't stand up long against the fiery-eyed red head, and soon told her everything, including everything about her mystery guy and Malfoy touching her outside.

Ginny looked at her and squealed. "NO WAY! That's so romantic! Its like something you hear about it fairy tales!"

Hermione blushed.

"Who could it be?" Ginny continued. "Nott? No. Crabbe? Ew. Goyle? Even nastier!"

Hermione gave her a small smile. "I've thought about it a lot too. I just don't know. None of the guys seem to match his description. The only blonde- haired slytherien I can think of is Malfoy, and he wouldn't be seen dead in a muggle village!"

Just then Mcgonnalgal came by with a sulking Draco in tow. "Miss Granger? I need you to come with me so I can show you two your sleeping quarters. Miss Weasley, you are a prefect, am I correct?

Ginny nodded. Hermione smiled, Ginny had sent her a letter over the summer as soon as she had found out.

"You'll need to go line up with Professor Dumbledore, along with the other prefects, and the Head Prefect." Mcgonnalgal indicated towards the Great Hall.

"Head Prefect?" They all asked at once.

"Yes, as the prefects now have their own sleeping quarters, the Professors and I agreed to have someone in charge. The Head Prefect will be beneath the heads, but above the prefects. Mr. Potter has just been notified of his duty."

Hermione and Ginny shrieked in joy, while Draco looked on, scoffing.

"Tell Harry congrats from me." Hermione gave Ginny a quick hug and followed Mcgonnogal out of the hall and up the stairs as Ginny headed over to Harry and Ron.

They reached the fifth floor, and there was a beautiful portrait of a little girl with dirty blond hair, and beautiful brown eyes with blue flecks in them. She curtsied as they appeared.

"This is Leela," Mcgonnagal introduced, "the password to enter is 'united'. You may pick your own password if you wish. I trust you will find the common room and bedroom to your liking. Goodnight." And with that Mcgonnalgal left in a flurry. Only moments later they heard her yelling at a Slytherien for being up on the 5th floor when he was supposed to be in the dungeons.

Draco rolled his eyes and said "United."

Leela curtsied again and the portrait swung open to reveal a beautiful coomon room. The room was decorated in all green and gold, with black couches. Beyond that they could see a door opening into to a library as well as a door that said 'Kitchen' and one that said 'Prefects Quarters.' Hermione gasped and ran into the library at once. Draco carefully sauntered behind. But once he entered he was rendered speechless. The room was decorated in red and silver with white couches and books everywhere. There were bookcases and cabinets as well as a couple of desks and big, fluffy reading pillows. It was pure heaven for Hermione.

"Granger?" Draco asked walking over to Hermione, "Do you want to go see the bedroom?"

Hermione thought for a minute, then nodded reluctantly. "Sure, lets go."

The walked up the stairs, walked through the doors, and came to a comeplete standstill.

Hermione moaned. "No way! Dumbledore can not do this to me."

Now don't get me wrong, the room was very grand. It was decorated with purple, silver and green. There was a vanity as well as a dresser and a cupboard. There were small bedside tables with lamps that had been charmed to work with a bulb, and a bookcase filled with tons of books. Draco could see a door off to the side, which he assumed to be the bathroom. There was even a big balcony straight ahead of them. And the bed. The bed was the grandest thing of all. A king-sized bed, with pillows galore. But that was just it. A bed. A single bed. Only one bed.

Hermione turned to Draco. "Professor Dumbledore didn't say anything about us having to share a bed, did he?" She asked pointlessly.

There had never been a bigger smirk on the face of Draco Lucius Malfoy.

A/N: Sooo, what say you?? How did you like it? Sorry for the awful cliffy! I'll try to make it up to you by sending the next chappie out quick!! and Sorry for the long wait on this one...PLEASE REVIEW!!!

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