New friends & old enemies

Chapter one

A plain barn owl comes flying through Hermione's window. It lands on her dresser and she takes the letter attached to its foot. An elegant, flowing script filled the page.

Dear Hermione Granger:
Professor Dumbledore would like to see you in his office tonight, after dinner. The password is 'Sugar Quill'.

Sincerely,

Professor M. McGonagall

Hermione's face turns blank in panic. What did she do wrong? Why did Professor Dumbledore want to see her?
Quickly, she flattens out her robes, drags a brush through her hair, and sprays on some perfume. She adds a bit of lip balm as she exits the portrait. Hermione was only half focusing on where she was going as she makes her way to the great hall.
"Oh, sorry!" She blurts out as she almost walks through nearly-headless nick. Ron and Harry look up at her as she approaches the table. Instantly they can tell something's wrong.
"'Sup?" They say together. Hermione shakes her head nonchalantly.
"Nothing." She sits down and grabs a glass of butterbeer. "Dumbledore just, wants to see me after."
"Can't be anything bad." Ron blurts out through a mouthful of chicken.
Hermione spends the next fifteen minutes just staring at her plate of food and listening to Ron and Harry talk about some quidditch-related subject. Eventually she stands up and takes off to Dumbledore's office.
"Sugar quill." She says very clearly. The Griffin turned in response and revealed the hidden staircase. She still wasn't sure why Dumbledore wanted to see her. Hermione ascends the small staircase to be greeted by not only Dumbledore, but Draco Malfoy aswell?!
"Ah, miss Granger." Dumbledore says, surveying her from behind his half moon glasses. "You're probably wondering why I've summoned you here this evening." Hermione nods and remains silent. "Well it would appear, that you and Mr Malfoy have gained the most house points for your houses-" that was blatantly only because professor Snape favoured Draco. "And so, I wondered. Perhaps... If you'd be interested in the positions of head boy and head girl?" It would appear that Dumbledore thought he was offering Hermione a great privilege. Well it could be taken for a fact that spending time with Malfoy did not seem like a privilege. Anyhow, she didn't want to turn down the offer and seem rude.
"I would consider it a pleasure, sir." She says, risking a peek at Draco out of the corner of her eye. Malfoy smirks, clearly thinking she was complementing him or something.
Just over an hour later, Malfoy sits opposite Hermione in a rather large armchair, in the head boy & girl common room. He smiles at her.
"Something you need to say?" She snaps. She wasn't in the best of moods so she couldn't be bothered to put up with his antics.
"Oh, um... No..." His puzzled expression did amuse her a little.