Summary: It’s the last year of Hogwarts for the Seventh year students. After the Battle of Hogwarts and after the death of Voldemort (which in my story all of this happened in the 6th year), schools start this fall. Dumbledore is back but only in his ghost image and takes his role as the headmaster. Hermione Granger has been chosen as the Head Girl and Draco Malfoy has been chosen as the Head Boy. There have been some changes like the fact that the Heads share a room together. While these two are sharing a room, their deepest most personal secrets start to unfold and feelings start to rise.
Chapter 1
~Draco Malfoy~
I stared at the girl I saw in front of me. Her structured face that seemed to be perfect in every way; her chocolate brown eyes that were underneath her lavish black eye lashes; her clear skin that most teenagers dreamed of having; her splendid white teeth that were covered with natural red lips; on top of her head laid the long brown curls that fell down past her chest. I took my eyes off her head and looked at the rest of her body. Her body was no longer in that awkward stage; it had reached its final destination. She had curves in all of the right places and legs of a dancer. She walked into the room with grace and confidence like no other. She looked marvelous.
-Hermione Granger.
She parted her lips to speak but I cut her off before she could say anything.
"A summer sure can change a person," I muttered.
She raised her eyebrow in confusion but dropped it quickly when she understood what I was talking about.
"What are you doing here?" she asked coldly.
"I should be asking you the same," I replied in annoyance.
"I hope you know that this is the head's compartment. I believe your friends are in the other compartment that is at the back of the train." She stopped and looked at me as I took a seat on the couch.
"Why are you even here? You're not going to Hogwarts, are you?" she asked, wide-eyed. I expanded my arms on the top of the couch and relaxed.
-I'm on the Hogwarts train, aren't I?
"What do you think?" I asked.
"B-but," she started.
"Can you do us both a favor and stop talking? Your voice is quite vexatious," I said.
She glared at me with those big brown eyes of hers and to my surprise she kept quiet.
"That's more like it," I yawned.
I was just about to lay my whole body on the couch but then the compartment door opened and Professor McGonagall walked in.
"Welcome to your last year at Hogwarts," she said with smile.
-Finally.
"Now as you two well know, you're this year's Head Girl," she looked at Granger, "and Head Boy." She looked at me.
"W-What! How can this be? Draco Malfoy? Head Boy? There has to be a mistake," Granger exclaimed.
"I'm just as surprised as you are," I muttered under my breath.
"Hermione, there is no mistake. Professor Dumbledore chose him," Professor McGonagall replied calmly.
I rolled my eyes of the thought of having Professor Dumbledore back to his traditional position as the headmaster in ghost form. Surely having a ghost as a headmaster is unheard of, but apparently Hogwarts didn't want to have any headmaster other than Professor Dumbledore. Granger shut her mouth and listened to the rest of Professor McGonagall's speech. She spoke about the rules, regulations and duties of a being a head. I was barely listening to her and started to doze off a bit.
