Okay, before this was the shortest chapter of them all, but I kinda made it longer. Hope you like all the extra info i put in it.

The Hogwarts dining room was filled with excitement. After the summer, everyone was thrilled to be back home. Well, at least, some people thought it was everyone. There was laughing, and gossiping. The dining room was warm, and the professors were trying to hush the children down, but who would listen? I mean, it was a long summer.

"Bloody hell!" Ron exclaimed, watching Harry, his best friend and Ginny, his little sister, kissing in the Gryffindor dinner table. They were at school and yet they were always kissing, even if the other students and the Professors saw.

"Hah." Ginny laughed breaking away from Harry, finally, although Harry wanted more. Ginny and Harry were in the part of their relationship where they didn't care what anyone did or said, and they would stick together like glue. Ginny's parents were thrilled when she told them Harry and her were together, although they didn't think that their redhead angel child and the brown hair boy toy were making out so often.

Instantly Hermione sat down at the table with her books at hand, and a smile on her face that suddenly faded when she saw everyone stare at her. Everyone at the table was quiet because Hermione was the only one in the table without a boy friend; she had recently broken up with Ron and now Ron was over her and with Luna. Hermione wasn't mad at him, she was a bit hurt, but not mad. Harry had Ginny, Lavender and Neville, and Seamus and Parvati, and Dean and Romilda (who had just announced their relationship.)

"Mudblood." Malfoy yelled from the other table with the snickering other Slytherin students. She didn't know why he was always spending so much time to hurt her. Everyone was hurting her in his or her own way, either ignoring her, speaking rarely with her, or not even noticing her!

It was her seventh and final year at Hogwarts and yet everyone was acting so mean, even Ginny was speaking less to her! She hated her life and wished she was never born, and never went to this stupid school! She even tried to do Avada Kedavra on herself a couple of times but failed with the pronunciation, of course it was difficult for her, mostly because she was scared. No one knew about her so-called 'problem', and tonight was the first night of the last year at Hogwarts, when the Head girl and Head boy were going to be named. The once happy, enthusiastic brunette didn't care anymore if she got Head Girl or not, she might not be alive for the graduation of the end of the year, or maybe she would, who would care?

Dumbledore got up and gave his beginning of the year speech. Afterwards he called forward the head girl and head boy. He spoke slow and gentle. "Okay students. Please settle down. I have to call the Head Boy and Head Girl. First the head boy, Draco Malfoy! Please step up next to me. Next head girl, Hermione Granger!" everyone clapped. Hermione put on a fake smile and Malfoy smirked at all the rejects that wanted to be head boy. They went up to Dumbledore and shook hands with him and the other professors.

Dumbledore led them up to their new dorms. They had to share a bathroom but got their own bedroom. He also said something about a seventh year project. When he left Malfoy went up to his room and locked the door. Hermione didn't mind. She went into the bathroom and took a quick shower.

She went into her bedroom and discovered someone had put her bags neatly in the corner. There was also a bookshelf on the right with all her books. She smiled at herself and then changed into her nightgown. She took a book called 'Cut'. It was a muggle book but still, it was worth reading. She was almost asleep with the book in her hand, when she heard Pansy Parkinson by Malfoy's room yelling, "Common out Draco!" Ugh. This was going to be a long night. But who knew, something might happen.