The Princess and The Ferret.

Chapter 4-Is a normal year too much to ask for?

Heemione's POV

Malfoy? Bloody Draco Malfoy? The death Eater is head boy? Why him? I hate to point out the obvious but why not Harry? You know...the savior of the Wizard world? Or Ron? Or Neville? But no, it's just my luck that it would be the mudblood hating death eater, that i have to spend the next year sharing a common room with.

The train ride was horrendously awkward. I think the most i said was "Thank You." Which was replied by a simple nod when i dropped something which he picked up for me.

When the train stopped we wasted no time parting without a word and after sending the new 1st Years in Hagrid's direction I quickly made my way to the castle.

When i got to the Great hall Harry, Ron, Neville, Ginny and the twins were already sat in the middle of a deep conversation at the Gryffindor table. I quickly stride over and take a seat next to Harry.

"'Mione!" They all cheer. I just smile trying to look as normal as possible, obviously realising I'd failed to hide my concern when George asks

"What's wrong?"

"Oh nothing." I flash him a sweet smile. He shrugs his shoulders in reply. Ron opens his mouth to speak but is abruptly interrupted by Professor McGonagall starting the sorting.

First to be sorted was a girl by the name of Madeline Arthur who was sorted into Hufflepuff. I smile at the memory of my sorting.

   By the end Gryffindor house had gained 17, Ravenclaw 19, Hufflepuff 22 and Slytherin only 8.

When the feast began we all tucked into a lovely meal and made conversation about our timetables. As we were all finishing our desserts, Ron finally turned to me and asked the question I'd been dreading.

"So 'Mione, who's head boy?"

I all of a sudden got really scared to tell them and i felt my palms start to get clammy with sweat.

"Eh....well it's....." At that exact moment i was relieved to hear a teaspoon being tapped against a cup asking for silence.

"I would like to introduce you to your head students for this year..." McGonagall said. Immediately the feeling of relief i had felt disappeared leaving me terrified. I could feel the colour draining from my cheeks. "Your Head Girl please stand Hermione Granger!" I stood up and forced a smile as I received my round of applause. A tuft of blonde hair caught my eye and he shot me a sympathetic look. I quickly turned my head, pretending not to notice.

"And your head Boy...." I saw Ron take a sip of pumpkin juice, out of the corner of my eye. "Draco Malfoy." As soon as the words had left her mouth, so had Ron's pumpkin juice, it was now all over Neville.

"DRACO BLOODY MALFOY?!" Ron shouts. I notice a look of dismay cloud over Malfoy's face but he hides it well.

"Mr Weasley, do be quiet." McGonagall orders. I look at my friends, Ginny is staring blankly at her plate, Harry looks like he's seen a ghost (And peeves is no where in sight!), Neville is dabbing the pumpkin juice of of his cardigan, a horrified expression on his face. Even the twins look shocked. And Ron...well he looks outraged.

"He's a death eater!" Ron hisses.

"No Ron, he WAS a death eater. Do you really think that McGonagall would allow him back, let alone as Head boy if he was still one?" I say back.

"Bloody hell. An hour with him on the train with him, now you're defending him?!"

"No Ron, Hermione's right." Ginny inputs.

"Shut up Ginny." Ron retorts "You don't know what you're talking about." Harry's eyes widen.

"Ronald, i would shut your fat mouth unless you want to be on the receiving end of a bat-boggie  curse." That made Ron shut up straight away. A scowl still on his face.