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Head Boy and Head Girl

“Mr. Malfoy, I would like to have a word with you for a moment please. ” Professor McGonagall said after approaching Draco as he came into the castle.

“Of course Professor…” Draco said, following her to the side of the room.

“I know that you have been through a great deal recently, and I hope that you will be able to find solace during your time here, if only for a while. As I stated in my letter, I am prepared to give you a second chance this year. I know that Professor Dumbledore was always fond of doing so, when it was deserved. This year will be a new start for you. A chance to make new friends and start a new life. If there is anything I can do to help, please do not hesitate to ask.”

“Thank you Professor, I appreciate that.” Draco said. While he was grateful for her sentiment, he felt on display. As he had imagined, he got more than a few odd looks from fellow students as they passed by. Some were looks of curiosity, but most were of blame and anger. He had expected these, but they still stung. "What the hell do they know?", he thought to himself. He had changed, he knew this. But he did not feel the need to explain himself to everyone here at Hogwarts.
This last year was a means to an end, a way to get what he needed in order to secure himself the job he most desired. He hoped to gain a position at the Ministry of Magic in the Department of Law Enforcement. He wanted to help to put away men like his father, Lucius Malfoy. Lucius was serving a life sentence in Azkaban. Draco intended to make sure his friends and fellow supporters of the dark lord joined him there as well.

“…. houses will be sitting together. I am sure this will help to promote school wide unity….” "Was she still talking?" Draco had been lost in his thoughts and forgot to listen. He just wanted to be anywhere but there. “… Therefore, I was hoping you would do me the honor of being Head boy this year.” "Wait! What? Head Boy? Me?"

“I am not sure Professor.” Draco immediately said, the doubt apparent in his voice. He hoped to do his best to avoid the looks from his fellow students. He really did not want to put himself in a position where he would be forced to interact with many of them on a regular basis. “Can I think about it?” This was the best he could do right now.

“Of course Mr. Malfoy. If you could let me know by the end of the day today, I would appreciate it.”

“Okay I will, thank you Professor” Draco needed to think about this, and preferably not while he felt he was on display to the entire school. He found his escape in the form of a dark haired bespectacled wizard approaching them at that very moment.

“Excuse me Professor, do you think it would be ok with you if I talked with Malfoy for a moment before the sorting ceremony starts?” Harry said, casting Draco a knowing look.

“Of course Mr. Potter, I need to go make sure everything is in order for the feast.” With that she was off.

“Thanks Potter.” Draco said with a bit of surprise in his voice. "Didn’t Harry hate him? Why would he help him?"

“No problem.” Harry knew they were not going to be friends any time soon, but he felt for Malfoy. He had been audience to many of McGonagall’s long-winded talks over the years, and could see on Draco’s face that he was more than ready to be done with this one.
Draco was grateful for the interruption and didn’t know what to say. The awkward silence that followed was interrupted by a voice coming from inside the Great Hall. The Headmistress was beginning her introduction and the start of the sorting ceremony. Harry and Draco made their way to their respective house tables on opposite sides of the hall.

“Attention students”, Professor McGonagall began. “Welcome back to Hogwarts to all of you! I ask that you find your seats, and direct your attention to the front as we begin the sorting ceremony.” The students quieted as the new first years were ushered through the doors and filed to the front of the hall.

Draco missed most of the ceremony lost in his own thoughts. "Why would she ask me of all people? Doesn’t she know who my family is? What they have done? I do not deserve this. Maybe I should do it? It would be a good addition to my resumé when I apply to the ministry. Maybe I should try it, if only for that reason." He wasn’t one to slough off hard work, so that was not it. He welcomed the work part of it actually, as a distraction. But, this meant that he would be in a position of authority, along with his female counterpart, over all of the students. Could he handle that kind of power this soon? He continued to think it over throughout the ceremony and the feast that followed.


Draco made his way to the headmistress's office after wandering the corridors for several hours.

“Splendid, Mr. Malfoy.” Professor McGonagall said, upon hearing Draco’s acceptance of the Head Boy position. She did not seem surprised by his response. “I believe this position, if handled correctly, will go a long way in proving your integrity to the students of Hogwarts, and the magical community as a whole. Now, as soon as the Head Girl arrives, we can begin to cover your duties.” As if on cue, there was a knock at the door. “Ah, Ms. Granger, please come in.”

Draco’s heart stopped. "Not her. Anyone but her." Hermione had always been an insufferable know-it-all; A girl he was supposed to hate. A girl who had always hated him. This would be horrible. He would have to communicate and spend time with her daily. He considered backing out until he looked up at her. Something was different. Maybe it was the way she carried herself, the look on her face that carried no animosity whatsoever when she looked at him. Her apparent change in opinion of him was not the only obvious change. Where her hair had always been rather bushy and wild, it now fell in loose curls past her shoulders. Her rather girlish figure he remembered had transformed into that of a woman. As he stared at the beautiful woman before him, he could not help but thinking "Wow, she looks amazing. Wait! This is Granger. She is a mud… no, I refuse to even think that vile word that Father called witches like her."


Hermione couldn’t help the extra spring in her step as she headed to the Headmistress’s office to receive her duties this year as Head Girl. Even Peeves did not seem to be able to dampen her mood, when he decided to conjure a rain cloud to follow and rain on her all the way. "I wonder who will be head boy?", she thought. It wasn’t Harry or Ron, she had asked them both. As she approached the door, she heard Professor McGonagall talking to someone. Whomever he was must already be there. After using a drying spell on her robes and hair, she entered the office. There, in the chair opposite the Headmistress, was none other than Draco Malfoy. While shocked at the choice, Hermione hid this well and settled for a look of indifference. She took a seat in the chair next to Malfoy, her head swimming with thoughts of apprehension.

“Mr. Malfoy, Miss Granger, the two of you will be serving as Head Boy and Girl this year." The looks of doubt did not go unnoticed by the headmistress. "I will expect you both to show the utmost support for each other at all times. I know the two of you have not seen eye to eye in the past. I see this year as an opportunity for us to all come together as a school, and help one another to heal. You two will be the illustration of this idea. This is the reason that I have chosen the head boy and girl from two separate houses. As I shared with Mr. Malfoy earlier, I will be encouraging inter-house relations this year. Our first step being the removal of the requirement for all students to sit at their house table while dining in the great hall. I expect the two of you to take advantage of this opportunity and to begin sitting together as of breakfast tomorrow.” Both of them opened their mouths to object, but thought better of it after a stern look. “And furthermore, we will be having a costume ball for Halloween this year, which I will ask the two of you to head up, taking care to include students from all houses in the preparations. Other than these two items, I will also expect you to carry out the usual duties of the Head Boy and Girl, which include supervising the prefects, as well as helping to maintain order within the school at all times. Do either of you have any questions for me?”

Hermione could not help herself. “Professor, are you sure that Malfoy is the right person for the job?…” Draco flinched at her comment. "She is right. I am not the right person", He thought.

The professor's tone was stern but patient. She had expected this response. “Miss Granger, I assure you that Mr. Malfoy is as deserving of this position as yourself. I am completely confident in his ability to lead fairly and honestly. We have all grown and changed a great deal throughout the war, and Mr. Malfoy is no different. It will serve you well to open your mind a little and give him a chance.” Draco was shocked. He knew that Professor McGonagall had chosen him for this job, but fairness and honesty were never traits he was readily associated with.

“Of course Professor. I am sorry.” She looked at Malfoy as she said the latter part. Hermione knew the professor was right. They had all changed so much over the past year. Maybe Malfoy had too. But, as she looked at him through this new revelation, a startling thought took over. "Did he always look like that? He looked almost friendly. And sort of....attractive even…" She stopped herself thinking along these lines as the professor began to speak again.

“I would like the two of you to take a few minutes and begin to build a plan for the year. I have other business to attend to elsewhere in the castle. Please take your time and stay as long as you need.” With this she left, leaving the two of them alone.
A few moments passed without sound, as each waited for the other to speak.
“Malfoy, let‘s just make the best of it and get through this year”…”Granger, I am sorry” They both
spoke at once.

“Wait, what?! Sorry?” Hermione could not hold back the disbelief in her voice.

“Yes, I am sorry. Sorry for the way my friends and I treated you. It was awful and I hope you can forgive me.” Draco said honestly. That was one of the hardest statements Draco had ever had to make. Afterwards, he felt as though a great weight had been lifted off of his shoulders.

“Oh, umm…. ok.” Hermione was at a loss for words, a feeling she was not used to.

“So, I guess we should start talking about how we will handle things this year” Draco said, breaking the awkward silence.

Hermione, her underlying need to be in charge taking over, said “Yes, of course. First we will need to decide which night we will hold the first meeting with the prefects.” She pulled out her ever-ready planner, scanning through the upcoming weeks’ agendas. “Thursday night at 8pm will work for me, how about you?” Draco nodded. “Perfect. I will prepare an outline of topics to cover, including the Ball and patrol schedules for the prefects.”

That part had definitely not changed. Granger was still the take-charge type… “That sounds good.“ he said blandly. It seemed as though she already had it all planned. He would eventually have to assert his presence, but decided to let her go on with her speech for now. "She is kind of cute when she takes charge.", He thought to himself, before mentally berating himself for the thought.

“I will also prepare a list of possible members for a committee to organize the ball. You would probably be best for figuring out which students from Slytherin might be willing to help.”

“Oh, so you do want my input after all?” Draco could not help the sarcasm in his voice.
Hermione, unphased by his comment, continued with her spiel. “You know them better anyway. I would say we need two or three students from each house to help. You and I can meet on Thursday at 7:30 to go over our committee selections, and I can fill you in on the agenda for that night's meeting as well.”

“You know Granger, it wouldn’t kill you to let someone else help every once in awhile.” She just began gathering her notes, ignoring him.

They both got up from their chairs to head for the door. Not paying attention to Draco, Hermione reached for the knob at the same time as he did, their hands gently brushing before she recoiled, shocked by the electricity that flowed from his hand to hers. "Did he feel it too?", She thought, looking up at him.

“Allow me” Draco said opening the door for her to go before him. She walked past him and out the door, not breaking his gaze until she was well past him. He followed her out the door, and turned to shut it behind them.


Back in the Gryffindor common room, Harry, Ron, and Ginny were discussing Quidditch. "I think this is going to be the best year ever for the Gryffindor Quidditch team. With Ron as keeper, Ginny and Katie Bell as chasers, and myself as seeker, we will be unstoppable." Harry could not hold back the excitement in his voice as he spoke. He had thought his days of playing for the Gryffindor Quidditch team were long gone. He had been chosen as team captain once again and could not wait to begin practices.

"Our first match is against Slytherin and it's only 2 weeks away." Ginny was itching to cream Slytherin once again. Harry grinned at her, eager as she was to face their rivals.

"What if I have forgotten how to play?" Ron, as unsure of himself as usual, struggled to find his confidence of old.

"You will be brilliant, Ron. I know you will." Harry was quick to reassure him, knowing that Ron's fears were his only weakness when it came to Quidditch. Ron seemed mollified by this and smiled broadly.
Their quidditch conversation flew from their minds, as Hermione came into the common room. Her eyes were glazed over and she had an odd expression on her face. Harry's first thought was that she had been imperioused. "Hermione? Are you ok?" He asked hesitantly as he began to walk slowly toward her.

UHermione shook her head as her eyes cleared as she focused on the 3 faces staring at her open-mouthed. "Fine..I'm just fine.” She regained herself and added “Guess who the new Head Boy is?” After her friends’ puzzled looks, she said “Draco Malfoy!”

The reactions she received varied greatly. Ron looked horrified. Ginny seemed surprised, but indifferent. Harry’s reaction was the most shocking. “That’s great!” Harry said, before looking around. His 3 friends, including Hermione gaped at him. “What? He saved our lives, and I think he deserves this.” Changing the subject back to a comfortable topic, Harry quickly added “Our first Quidditch practice is tomorrow, we should get some rest.” They all agreed and headed to their dorms.


As Draco walked back to the Slytherin common room, his head was reeling from the brief encounter with Hermione. "What the hell was that?!", he thought. Maybe he wasn't the only one who had changed. He unconsciously rubbed his hand where it had touched hers. The tingling sensation the touch had brought still lingered. He approached the door, gave the password, and pushed the memory from his mind as he walked in to join his friends. Blaise was sitting on a couch with his arm around the girl to his left, Pansy was on his other side, checking her makeup in a compact mirror. Draco walked over to the chair across from them and sat down.

“Hey Draco, where have you been? I looked for you after the feast and couldn’t find you anywhere.” Pansy asked.

“I had a meeting in the Headmistress’s office." He might as well just say it. "She has asked me to be Head Boy this year.” He hesitated, waiting for the responses.

“Head Boy?” Pansy and Blaise said together. Blaise pulled his arm from around the girl, and turned his full attention to Draco. The girl got up and walked away, looking offended. Blaise didn't seem to notice.

“Ya, apparently she thinks I will be able to prove myself this way. You will not believe who the head girl is…” He smirked as he made this last remark. “Granger!”

While Pansy seemed disgusted by this, Blaise seemed intrigued. “No kidding? Too bad, I would hope you would have at least gotten someone hot.” He said. Draco shrugged at this. Blaise’s comment brought him right back to his earlier train of thought.

“She’s not that bad looking.” Draco said defensively, though he didn’t know why he felt the need to defend her. He quickly realized he should not have said that. Rather than bear his friends’ comments on this slip, he opted to retire for the night. “Listen, I am tired, I’m going to bed. I’ll see you guys later” Pansy just looked after Draco with an appalled look on her face. Blaise, on the other hand, looked more curious than anything. He had noticed the unintentional candor and made a mental note to get to the bottom of it sooner rather than later.
Laying in bed that night, Draco's mind once again wandered to his encounter with Hermione. He wasn't sure if he was more thrown by the physical changes that haunted his mind’s eye, or the more obvious change in her opinion of him. Maybe this year wouldn't be so bad after all...

8-25-15 I am going back through, re-checking my story for grammar, spelling, and continuity. Hopefully it will all flow a bit better now. Please read and review!

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