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A week passed by rather quickly and Ginny decided that Hermione needed new undergarments for her new and final year at Hogwarts.

*Diagon Alley*

“Ginny, do we have too, I’m rather fond of my old sport bras,” Hermione said while being dragged into a hidden lingerie shop in Diagon Alley.

“Hermione, if I would have known this sooner, I think I would have brought you here years ago,” Ginny said walking up to the witch sitting behind the counter.
“Hello Rita,” said Ginny while smiling at the young witch behind the counter.

“Hello Ginny, I didn’t see you come in, what can I do for you?” the witch said walking around the counter to face both Ginny and Hermione.

“Well my friend Hermione here doesn’t own a single bra or sexy panty, can you help her please,” Ginny said taking a seat in a chair by the fitting room.

“Now, let see,” the witch said while taking Hermione’s measurements using her wand, “Seems to me like you are a full C cup, which is rather advanced for your age,” the witch said, hushing her voice while she said the last part.

After about two hours Hermione was forced into buying a lot of bras that she didn’t want, and many underwear that she truly didn’t even now how to put on. After that they headed down Diagon Alley to head home, along the way Hermione was trying her best to hide the huge bag under her cloak so no one would notice. Unfortunately someone did notice.

*Malfoy Manor*

Draco was sitting in his room watching his personal house elf pack his belongings in his trunk, when his best friend came into his room to talk to him.

“Hey Blaise,” he nodded at his friend and gestured for him to sit, “Shanks finish packing my shit later!” he yelled towards the frightened little house elf.

“Hey mate, what crawled up your ass?” Blaise asked throwing a pillow towards Draco.

“Nothing, I just had a rough day, my fucking mom is drinking again,” he said with no emotion in his voice.

“That blows mate, but you can’t let that get to you what is really bugging you,” he asked sitting up correctly.

“Nothing man, its just I’m really tired of seeing my mother like this, its driving me mad, I mean just today in the morning she tried to blame me for Lucius death,” he said anger filling his voice with each word.

“Don’t worry once we get on the train we can find some bitch to give you head, and it will relieve all your stress,” he said smirking.

“Yeah, speaking of bitches I saw the mudblood at Diagon Alley you would never guess what I saw her carrying,” Draco said in a somewhat lighter mood.

“What, a leash with weasel-bee attached to the end,” he said laughing, Draco joining in as well.

“No, although that would be quite amusing, I saw her carrying a bag from Witches Secrets, she was as red as tomato and she was trying to hide it with her cloak,” by the time Draco finished his sentence both of them were rolling on the floor laughing.

“Unfortunately, I think that it was the Weaselette’s merchandise, I don’t think the prude Gryffindor princess would have anything to buy there, or anything that will fit her for that matter,” Draco and Blaise finally stopped laughing and decided to play a game of wizard chess.


*Platform 9¾*

“Common kid’s hurry we don’t want to be late,” Mrs. Weasley said pushing everyone out of the car.

“Mum, we are forty-five minutes early,” Ron complained getting the trunks out of the car.

“Yes we are Ronald and that’s because I want to get to the heads carriage as soon as possible,” Hermione said in her bossy, as a matter-of-fact tone.

After going through the barrier they said good bye to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and hopped onto the train, Hermione waved good bye to the three and headed towards the back of the train to find the Head carriage. When she reached the back of the carriage there was a large door in front of her, non-like all the other doors that were on her left and right, this one was facing her and had a plaque above the door that read ‘Head Carriage.’ When she walked in she couldn’t believe her eyes it had a fire place with two over stuffed chairs sitting in front of it, to the left there was a window with trunk racks and a coat hanger. She walked over to the racks and put her trunk one of them. She then took off her cloak and hung it on the hanger in the corner, when she suddenly noticed that there was a door, when she opened it she found that it was the back of the train and resembled a balcony of some sort with two chairs on it. She decided it was a little too cold to sit outside and went to sit by the fire to wait and see who the head boy was. While she was went to get a book out of her trunk and began to read the new potions book, for the second time, and was completely consumed.

*Back on the platform*

“Well, another year at this bloody school,” Draco said as he pushed past some first years to make his way on the train.

“Yeah, I know, well I’m going to make my way down to Slytherin carriage to see if I can get a quickie before we get to school, ill see you later Drake,” Blaise said as he made his way towards the from of the school.

“Lucky bastard,” Draco murmured as he reached the back of the train.

*In the Head Carriage*

Hermione still sat reading the potions book making sure to memorize each and every line, when she suddenly heard the door open. She turned around waiting to see who was going to be the new Head Boy, and saw, none other than, Draco Malfoy walking in with a smirk on his face.

“MALFOY!” Hermione screamed as he walked inside the carriage.

“What are you doing here Mudblood this carriage is reserved for Head’s only,” he said putting his trunk on the rack.

“How is it that somebody as thick as you made Head Boy, I AM THE HEAD GIRL YOU GIT!” she said raising her voice a tad when she said the last bit. Draco became pail and he took a couple of steps back.

“You mean I have to share living quarters with filth,” he said with every bit of malice in his voice.

“No, you-Wait what living quarters!” she said confused.

“Yes living quarters, Miss Granger,” said a stern voice from the threshold. “Mr. Malfoy, if you could please take a seat I will begin to explain your duties.” Malfoy looked at her transfiguration teacher with loathing and walked towards the extra chair but before sitting down he moved it feet away from Hermione.

“Thank you,” Professor McGonagall said with not a hint of kindness in her voice.” Now, congratulations on making head boy and head girl, I am sure that you will be the best heads yet, but down to business,” she said while pulling out two envelopes from her robes and a rolled piece of parchment.

“Here is a list of all the duties you will have to fulfill throughout the year,” she said handing them each and envelope. “Now, since the war is over, the headmaster had the idea to have the two Heads share a dormitory instead of the traditional way of giving you your own room in the same house tower. This way you will promote house unity and maybe just maybe we will finally end the feud between Slytherin and Gryffindor. These dormitories are specifically for Heads only, other students who try and stay the night will immediately find themselves in their appropriate common room the next morning. Keep in mind that you may have friends over just not stay the night. You will each have your own dormitory, but will have to share a bathroom, small library, kitchenette, and of course a common room. I ask that at the end of tonight’s feast you report at the entrance of the Great Hall for directions to your new dorms,” the transfiguration teacher rolled the piece of parchment up and looked up at them to find one student with her mouth open in shock and the other half sleep on the chair. Hermione looked over at what the professor was looking at and found that Malfoy was sleeping.

“Malfoy wake up!,” Hermione screamed in his ear.

“What the bloody hell do you want mudblood, stay away from me or I might get infested with your filthiness,” he said wiping his clothes off as if they were full of dust.

“Oh you know what Malfoy! You can just shove-,” but before Hermione could finish her sentence professor McGonagall interrupted.

“Miss Granger, Mr. Malfoy if you please take your seats and be quiet!” she screamed eyes full of anger. “Now I suggest that you find a way to settle your differences before your titles are taken away for some horrific reason,” with that said she walked out of the carriage and closed the door.

A/N: Well that’s it, I hope you like it, if you guys want longer chapters just let me know and ill be happy to do so. Please Review! Thanks!
-Stacy