“Who are you?” A boy with white-blonde hair asked me.

“I could ask you the same question.” I say. I see his school tie is green and silver. Slytherin colors....

“Malfoy.... Draco Malfoy. Your turn.”

“Hermione Granger.” I say as I sigh.

“You're a muggle-born.” He says as I laugh.

“And that makes a difference?” I say, still chuckling.

Long story short: Hermione awakes and finds herself somewhere else.

 So much drama, hurt and heartache.... It's tied up with a bow.