Thought I Knew You | Draco & 'Mione | Dramione
“We’ll be back soon.” Hermione assured Harry as she and Ron made their way out of the train compartment. They made their way down the corridor in silence, not on speaking terms once more. It seemed that Ron had become increasingly difficult to deal with after the war. Yes, they’d had their moment in the Room of Requirements, but Ron didn’t seem to be interested anymore. Yes, of course, he was terribly broken up about Fred’s death, but Hermione didn’t think it was right for him to take his pain out on her. Ron stopped at one of the front compartments of the train. It was where the Prefects were to have their first meeting, and as he was still a Prefect, he was obligated to go.
“You’re not coming?” He questioned, as Hermione continued to walk past. She turned quickly to him, giving him a cold look.
“No. I’m to meet the Head Boy in another compartment.” She stated, before turning her back and continuing to walk, not waiting for his reply. She sighed angrily as she made her way to the designated compartment. Ron really knew how to make her angry. Hermione threw open the sliding compartment door, not bothering to look inside. She wished she had when she entered the small space, for the person inside did not help her already bad mood in any way.
She stared at the blond boy in front of her, not wanting to believe what she was seeing. How on earth could this be possible? After everything he had done…he was Head Boy? Hermione hoped beyond hope that this could somehow be a mistake.
"Draco!?“ She exclaimed, incredulously. "Am I in the right place? You’re not…Head Boy…are you?”