Chapter 1

"Yes!" said a brown-haired girl as she tore open the letter, "I made Head Girl!" 'As if there was ever any doubt.' she thought as she chuckled to herself. She then skimmed the rest of the letter from Hogwarts.

Dear Ms. Granger,

I am proud to inform you that you will be Head Girl for this years term. Congratulations! This positions comes with many responsibilities as is not to be taken lightly. You are to be an example for the whole school and expected to follow all of the rules to a 'T'. Once again Congratulations. I will be glad to see you on September first.

By the way, the Head Boy this year will be Mr. Draco Malfoy. You will be working side by side with him throughout the year and I expect that you will get along fine and treat each other with respect.

The following is a list of things you will need for your seventh year at Hogwarts….

Professor McGonogall

'Draco Malfoy! Yuck! Why does he have to be the Head Boy?' Hermione thought as she remembered all of the things he had done to her the past six years… The first time he called her Mudblood, when he made her teeth grow…oh how I hate him! Why does he treat me so bed…duh, he's a pureblood and I have muggle parents!'

Her thoughts were brought back to reality when her mum yelled "Mione,' come down here! We have to go to Diagon Alley to meet your friends!"

"Coming," she yelled as she ran down the stairs and into the kitchen, "I am Head Girl!"

"Congratulations honey! Now hurry! We need to leave!" her mum yelled once again. "You don't want to keep you friends waiting do you?

"No way! Lets go!" Hermione said eating only one bite of her toast. "All done!"

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Twenty minutes later they arrived at Diagon Alley to meet Harry and Ron. 'Where in Merlin's name are they?' She thought as her eyes skimmed the alley. Suddenly her eyes were drawn to two extremely tall seventeen year old boys standing in front of a window with their mouths wide open. They were staring at the newest broom model, The Blitz 2004. She wasn't surprised at all being that they both loved flying and Quidditch so very much.

"Harry! Ron!" she yelled getting no response at all. Slightly irritated that they were more focused in a broom than her she tapped her foot. Then she realized that that was just the way that they were she walked up to them and tapped them lightly on the shoulder. They both turned simultaneously gazing at the beautiful girl in front of them.

"Wow, is that you Hermione?" asked Harry

"Ummmm, yes?" she replied in a slightly confused voice.

"Hermione, you look…well, you look fantastic!" said Ron who was a mesmerized look on his face as he looked in her deep brown eyes. He loved the way her now straight hair cascaded down her back and the way that ever with no make-up on she had the most beautiful face. Then when she added the make-up she was absolutely breathtaking!

"Thanks Ron," she said not noticing the look in his eyes as he looked at her. "Well lets get going. We have lots of stuff to do and not a lot of time to do it in. Plus, I want to go to the book store. There's a new book out that I absolutely have to have! Hogwarts A History 2!"

Now that's our Hermione!" said Ron to Harry as Hermione practically dragged them towards the book store.

X xxxx X xxxx X xxxx X xxxx X xxxx X xxxx X xxxx X xxxx X xxxx X xxxx X xxxx X Three and a half hours later they were finished shopping. Hermione had said goodbye to her parents and they were getting her stuff to go with Ron and Harry to the Burrow for the rest of the summer. She was so excited about being able to spend the rest of the summer with her two best friends! They would be at the Burrow for a week and a half before they went off to Hogwarts for their seventh and final year. 'How sad,' she thought, 'Hogwarts has been a second home to me for six years now…'

Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted when Harry shook her. He had apparently been trying to get her attention for a while.

"What's wrong, Mione'?" he said.

"Huh?" was all she said so he continued.

"You got this upset look on your face all of the sudden and you looked like you were going to cry." he said in a slightly worried tone.

"Oh, its nothing, just forget about it." she replied.

"Okay. But Don't do that anymore. You scared me for a second." he said smiling.

"K, sorry…so how are we getting back to your house Ron?" she asked an unusually quiet Ron.

"Ummmm, I think me mum wants us to use Floo Powder. If that's okay," he replied quietly.

"What's wrong Ron? You are really quiet today." Hermione said.

"Its just that…well…Mione', can I speak with you in private, please?

"Sure Ron," she said then turning to Harry she said, "you don't mind, do you Harry?

"No, go ahead. I wanted to get some new school robes anyway. Come on over when you are done." he said as he entered the robe shop.

When he was out of site, Hermione turned to Ron and waited for him to say what he wanted to say.

After a short yet akward pause, Ron spoke. "Well…see…what I wanted to say was…will you…I mean could you…will-you-go-out-with-me?" he said rushing the last.

He had said this very quietly that she could barely hear him, but she heard the part that counted.

She studied his face for a minute before opening her mouth to answer, but right when she was about to speak Ron nodded and started walking away from her apparently taking the pause as a no. She walked over to him and grabbed his arm to turn him around. "Yes, Ron. I would love to go out with you." she said as she reached over and gave him a big hug.

"Really?" he asked. She nodded and then he said, "Well okay. Ummm, do you wanna go um meet Harry now?"

Hermione nodded and they started walking towards the shop that Harry had went into. When they were about halfway there, Ron slowly took her hand in his. She turned her head and smiled causing him to visibly relax. Which in turn caused Hermione to giggle and squeeze his hand.

After spending another thirty minutes with Harry at the robe shop, they went to the Leaky Caldron so they could use Floo Powder to get to the Burrow.