Chapter 1

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Author's Note: I do not own anything within the wizarding world. It all belongs to J.K Rowling.

This is a Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger love story. This is also a DDLG story.
If you do not like either or both of these things DO NOT read.

I do not think I should have to put this but I know people do judge.. DDLG is not pedophilia.
That is all.

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Hermione's POV

I wake suddenly in a cold sweat. Blinking rapidly a few times, attempting to rid my brain of my most recurring nightmare. I can feel the sheets wrapped around my legs as I shift from my side to my back. Untangling myself from the sheets I come to realize I won't be falling back asleep. With a small sigh I get up from my bed. Sliding into my powder blue slippers I look over at Ginny's sleeping figure, making sure not to wake her. I begin to head down the many stairs of the burrow as quietly as I can on these creaky boards.

After the war Harry and I moved in with the Weasley clan. It has been 1 year now. Ron and I tried being together but after about 5 months I found I didn't think of him how I thought. And when at 6 months he kept trying to make me do things I didn't want I knew I needed to end things. He took it hard but after Molly and Harry both talking to him he came around. So we have remained friends. Harry and Ginny, however, have been doing so well together. I hope they will last they compliment eachother well.
As I descend the last few steps I notice a large brown owl at the kitchen window. When near, the big guy lets out a hoot. I smile and grab an owl biscuit to give him, taking the 4 letters from him. After he eats his treat he lets out another hoot and flies off. I smile again muttering a "thank you".
Opening the letter addressed to me I notice the Hogwarts symbol at the top of the page.
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   Dear Miss Granger,

   All students who wish to redo their final year of education at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry are welcome to come back.
   This entails that all students who were previously in their 7th year will still be 7th year students, while those previously in their 6th year will also be graduating with you.
   If you would like to return, which I do hope you will, I would like to congratulate you on being named Head Girl. All information needed on your duties in this roll are attached.
   In a sudden change, students must be at the school on Saturday, August 30th. Classes begin on the following Monday.

Best Wishes,
Headmistress Mcgonagall
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
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Smiling happily to myself I look over at the clock to find it is now almost 7. Knowing Mrs. Weasley will be coming down any minute to make breakfast I put on a pot of coffee for her. Then I quickly but quietly head upstairs putting Ron and Harry's letters beside their beds. After putting Ginny's next to her I quickly get dressed into a peach colored muggle hoodie and a pair of black jeans. After brushing my now quite long hair out I put it up in a messy bun. And wait patiently for the day to begin by reading about my new Head Girl duties.

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Time Jump- August 30th

Draco's POV

"Draco! Time to get up dear!" I groan as my mothers voice booms around my room. She must have used the calling vent. Opening my eyes slowly I climb out of bed, walking to my dresser. After gathering my clothing I walk into my bathroom, putting my clothes on the counter before undressing and getting into the shower. The hot water on my back feels so good I let out a sigh of relief. Grabbing my sandalwood scented body wash I wash across my chest, back, and arms. I can't help but cringe at my dark mark. Continuing down my stomach and my 'not-so little friend' and then both my legs. After rinsing my body I wash my hair with my new Earl Gray Tea infused shampoo+conditioner. Turning the water off, my body is hit with a sudden cold. Quickly I dry and dress myself before looking in the mirror. I have light bags under my eyes but besides that I don't look too bad. Combing through my hair once more I give a slight smirk to my reflection.

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