Possession Chapter 1

Possession-Chapter 1: Introductions

The first week of school had been a drag, and Hermione had only had homework in three of her eight classes, most of which was very simple. Potions had offered the most challenge, with an three foot essay on The Draught of Death, but other than that she had been stuck with rereading her school books and getting her things for the Head Girl room ready and unpacked. Today she was to meet with the head boy, who much to her chagrin, was Draco Malfoy. What Dumbledore was thinking, she hadn't the faintest idea. The boy despised her, and her kind, and she might have to punch him in the face if he decided to mess with her about it again. She set her books down in the back corner of the library, pulling out the parchment that she'd scribbled down the Prefect's opinions. She had written Draco on the second day, her owl asking if he would mind meeting in this location. She took a deep breath, of course she intended to act professional, if the boy even cared to show up. She straightened out her skirt and sat down, putting her nose in a book until the Slytherin Prince thought it a good time to arrive.

Draco couldn't believe it. What was Dumbledore thinking, making someone like that filthy mudblood Hermione Granger Head Girl? Of course he had deserved to get the position of Head Boy, but Hermione Granger...? Scoffing slightly under his breath, he headed to the library. She had wrote to him on just the second day of classes, already wanting to meet up. That's the part which disgusted him to the very core. It was only the first week of school and she already wanted to meet up and have a meeting. 'She probably has a 10 foot list of suggestions just on corridor saftey. He smirked a little as he headed into the library, his cloak flowing behind him as he made his way towards the back, wanting to just get this over with...though it would probably take eons.... Seeing her with her nose in a book, the Slytherin Prince rolled his eyes and moved the chair across from her back, sitting down and putting his feet up on the table. "alright Granger....lets get this over with....." he muttered, looking out the window so that he wouldn't have to look over her and pretend like he acutally cared.

Hermione kept a straight face, because she was used to Malfoy's complete and totally lack of care for human beings. Her face was straight, and she brushed a long sweep of curled brown hair over her shoulder, chocolate eyes scanning the list and passing him a copy she make so they didn't have to share. "I won't bore you with the details, Dumbledore already has that worked out, but he wants us to come up with four different activities, one for each of the seasons. Something about taking our mind off of the war." She shrugged, and didn't stay on the topic of the war, because she was pretty sure what side Draco was on. The side that wanted her dead. "I rather like the idea of the Homecoming Ball for fall...and perhaps a fair for spring. But as for the other two, I'm not sure." She kept her eyes on the paper, because she didn't need to look at him to see his hatred to know it was there. Professional, Hermione, stay professional...

Draco snickered and looked over at the supposed "list" that Granger had given to him. Rolling his eyes, he put his feet back on the floor and snatched the parchment from her, scanning over it and rolling his eyes as he tossed it back on the table "you call *this* a list of suggestions, Granger? Christ my house elf could come up with better....." he added, standing up and glaring down at her slightly. "oh I've got a perfect one for winter...." he added with a smirk, looking down at her "i call it 'Mudblood Hunt' something to take away the boring summer afternoons. The one who can successfully curse the most mudbloods before the day is over is the winner....and the *Head Girl* is worth 5 times any of the others...." he finished, crossing his arms and looking down at her.

Hermione's eyes widened and swallowed thickly, controlling her features and letting her hair fall over her face. She...didn't understand how someone could be like this! "That is a ...an unsafe idea. Dumbledore specifically said nothing that causes harm to anyone. And I didn't come up with this list, this is the suggestions of the prefects. So if you have another, then please share it, if of course it follows safety guidelines." She said in a strictly controlled voice, looking at the delicate hands folded in her lap.

Draco frowned and glared over at her "no one *asked* for your opinion, Granger.....and besides, i'm sure a lot of the other students would just love the idea...." he replied, defending himself. Where did she get off, anyway? Dumbledore really had screwed up, making someone like Granger Head Girl. "what a stupid school....making someone like a lowly muggle born Head Girl....it's pathetic...." he replied, looking around and walking the length of one of the bookcases. "this whole meeting is a waste of my time....." He just wanted to get out of here, to get away from her, but as he looked over at her, something made his next insult stop in his throat. She looked so...defenseless.....and for some reason...he didn't want to insult her.... Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, he scowled.

Hermione swallowed again thickly, because she hated Draco Malfoy--no, she wouldn't waste such emotions on him. But she really, really didn't like him. How someone should be so cruel? "Saturday, at Noon, in at the Quidditch Feild," She murmured, standing and fumbling with her books to get them placed into slender arms correctly. "Then I will be happy to participate in you Mudblood hunt. No one else but me. You and four of your Pureblood friends." She stood up straight and looked over at Malfoy, "Hopefully that should suffice your sadistic need to hurt people that have done nothing to you. I look forward to winning." With that she was walking from the library with her hair curtaining her face, no intention of telling Harry and Ron about such an agreement...it was Hogsmede weekend. She'd tell them she just had extra homework to catch up on, or...something.

Draco's mouth dropped open a little as he heard her challenge. So...she was really going to do that? He...hadn't meant it of course...but something inside him had told him to say it. He watched her get up and start to walk out, going to stop her but stopping himself harshly "oh i'll be there, Granger...and you know what, there's no need to involve anyone else, it'll be just you and me...." he replied, glaring after her slightly as she continued to walk out. "and don't even let the thought of winning cross your mind!" as soon as she turned the corner, disappearing from sight he sat down in the chair, sighing softly. Saturday was going to be interesting.....