Enemies Unite [A Harry Potter Fanfic]

A New Year

Hermione Granger stepped off the Hogwarts express, trailing her heavy trunk behind her. Her black robes swayed in the breeze as she laughed at Harry's joke. The summer holidays had just finished and it was that wonderful time again to head back to Hogwarts. Hermione had spent her holidays with Harry and Ron at the Burrow with the whole Weasly family. She had also grown up a lot as well. This was their seventh and final year at Hogwarts and not surprisingly Hermione had become Head Girl.

Underneath her robes she wore stylish jeans, a low cut top revealing some of her well-formed chest and skater shoes. Her once bushy hair was no longer, it was smooth and shiny, drawn back in a messy bun.

Ron and Harry hopped into one of the carriages leading up to the school, along with Ginny and Parvati. Ron and Parvati were currently dating. Harry was looking great, Hermione observed, he would get a lot of girls after him this year. His jet black hair was messy as usual, his green eyes sparkling as they always did at the excitement of returning to his "real" home.

"So Hermione, you had a good holiday?" Parvati asked, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her left ear. The carriage had begun to move, rattling along the dusty ground.

"Yeah thanks, I stayed at Ron's." Hermione grinned. Ron snorted.

"She spent her whole holidays in her room doing home work!" Ron laughed. Hermione blushed as the others chortled.

"Always like to stay in control don't you 'Mione?" smiled Harry.

"It just needs to be done," she explained, rather sheepishly.

"Congratulations on getting Head Girl," Ginny stated, turning to her.

"Oh thanks…"

"Do you know who the Head Boy is?" Harry asked, running his fingers through his hair.

"Malfoy…" groaned Hermione, suddenly remembering, pulling a face at the mention of his name.

Parvati laughed and the others started up a conversation about Quidditch. Hermione focused her gaze on Ron. He was still tall and gangly, but his hair was spiked and hot. He was looking really attractive this year, his facial expressions more meaningful. He had one arm slung around Parvati's shoulder. The other was waving madly as he explained a complex game he'd seen during the break. He caught her gaze and Hermione smiled, he returned it.

The carriage stopped and the students pilled out, trudging up the steps and in through the wide castle doors. Into the Great Hall they spilled, taking their usual seats at their house tables. Dumbledore gave his speech like he did every year, welcoming everyone to the school for another eventful year. After they had all finished their delicious feasts Harry, Ron, Ginny and Parvati made their way up to the Gryffindor common room.

"Aren't you coming Hermione?" questioned Ron, as she stopped.

"Nah, I've got to share a room with…" she was cut off.

"Me, what a shame Granger." came Malfoy's cold drawl behind her. She spun around and saw Draco Malfoy standing before her, smirking.

"Yes Malfoy," she sighed, "You."

"If you need anything just come and get us," Ron warned Hermione, shooting Malfoy a threatening look.

"Oh don't worry Weasel-bee; Granger can look after her mud-blood self just fine." Malfoy spat back.

"See you round guys," Hermione waved goodbye to her friends and glared at Malfoy.

"What is your problem?" she asked, heading towards the Head's common room.

"Nothin' Granger, I just like to see Weasel-bee get worked up," Malfoy shrugged.

Hermione ignored him and flung open the portrait-hole door. There she came upon the large lounge-room, full of couches and fire-place armchairs. Malfoy flopped down onto the couch, smiling still. Hermione hated it when he smiled for no reason. The blonde haired young man looked her up and down, she could feel his eyes linger on her chest and trail down her legs.

"What are you looking at?" she asked, annoyed.

"Oh nothing Granger, I was about to say you looked good but then that would be complementing my enemy wouldn't it?" he laughed, his blue-grey eyes sparkling.

"Ha-ha." Replied Hermione, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "I'm going to bed."

She swung around to leave but Draco called her back.

"Aren't you going to say good night?" he asked slowly.

"Goodnight Malfoy," she rolled her eyes at him and flounced into her bedroom, dropping her things. There she fell onto the comfy bed and in minutes she was asleep, glad to be back at school.