A/N: This is my first Harry Potter fanfic, so its new 2 me. R an R PLEASE!
Disclaimer: Ohhh I wish.
Everything changes
Chapter one: The Changing
"Nan, Pop," said Hermione, who was on her way to Kings Cross station, " I would just like to thank you for all your help over the past year. With all that was going on." Nan and Pop smiled.
The car into the stations car park.
"Hermione dear, we love and will always be there for you. Not matter the problem," Hermione's Nan said softy. "Always," her Pop added, "Now we better hurry, or you're going to miss the train!"
With that he got out of the car. Pop knew it would be difficult to go back to the world that had caused her so much pain, but it was her life. Soon all Hermione's things were packed onto a trolley. Pop looked at his wife, who was entertaining Kia, his youngest granddaughter. With a loud cough, he caught her attention.
"Mary, hurry her up," he said gruffly. "Very well John, take Kia," Mary answered, holding out her blonde, curly haired granddaughter.
Mary tapped on Hermione's window, she quickly snapped out of her phase and got out of the car. John held Kia out for Hermione and Hermione took her. She led her nervous grandparents, a squeaky trolley and an amazed little girl to the opening of Platform 9 ¾, with her head bowed and eyes lowered.
"Nan, Pop that's the entrance to the Platform," Hermione said softly, pointing to a solid brick wall. They were shocked. "Are you mad, it's a blasted brick wall!" John exclaimed. Even after seven years of knowing about the magical world, he and Mary actually hadn't seen any magic. He was beginning to think a bunch of quacks had made it all up! "Pop, it's a magic wall! You just walk straight at it and you'll pass right through it! Go on, have a try."
John and Mary were quite unsure, but they had to trust Hermione. In a weird manner, they started to walk towards the brick wall, slowly and then started to gain speed. 10 meters, 5 meters, 2 meters, 1 meter.. They passed through the wall. Hermione didn't follow straight away; she and Kia were looking at the trains. After that, they entered and by that time all her things were on the train.
"Amazing!" is all her Pop said when he returned. Smiling, Hermione turned to her Nan, who whispered in her ear, "Hermione understand, we love you and we are very proud of you. After your parent's deaths and the nasty things at school. "Thanks Nan," said Hermione teary eyed and fell into a hug. Then came her Pop, "Go get 'em tiger. You'll make a great Head Girl!" Saying goodbye to Kia was a little harder, so all that was given was hug and a kiss.
As Hermione watched out of the window of the Head's compartment, tears came. As the train speed away, Hermione watched them until she could no more. Then sadly started a book.
Just as Hermione was just stating to enjoy it, the door slid open and the Head Boy walked in, but Hermione didn't look up. By the look on his face, he did not recognize her.
And he shouldn't! She had a complete makeover. Her hair was now long and sleek, with highlights everywhere. A new wardrobe and a tan. As well as make-up! Also she had grown in many places and shrunk in others. The boy liked her very much.
"Why hello, how are you?" he asked sitting beside her. Hermione looked up and was quite taken back, it was Draco Malfoy. But he had changed, a lot. Proberly, because his Father was dead and he could do things he wanted. He had big muscles, a tan and something no one hardly saw, a smile! Over all he was a nice person, but Hermione still didn't like him for many reasons.
Hermione forced a smile, "Fine thank you." "So you're the new Head Girl?" "Yeah," said in a 'da' tone. "Ahh well, I'm Draco Malfoy," he held out his hand and she took it, "but I can't remember you!" "Don't worry, not many people will and that's the way I want it." "Mmmm is that so.." After that Malfoy grew bored of Hermione, even though he didn't know it was her.
Hermione's thoughts drifted as she sat there. About her parents, last year, Ron, Harry, Malfoy.. Last year for Hermione was the worst, but one good thing came out of it: Kia. Kia was born just before school started and it made Hermione soooo happy, finally a sibling. But that's when things took a turn for the worst. Hermione's parents were killed in a Death Eater attack on muggles. They were just sitting at a Café and they came, poor little Kia saw it all. The pain, the magic, she still remembers it today. It all in her eyes. Hermione was an orphan, with no one. Luckily her Grandparents took her in. Back at school, things were even worse. Nasty stories were flying around, about her parents, sister and even her. Ron Weasley had started them, after Hermione refused to date him. From that day, she had no friends. Not even Harry. Hermione's spot was fill with Draco Malfoy, the newly changed person.
Then compartment door slid open, it was none other than Potter and Weasley.
"Malfoy! So you got Head Boy," Harry exclaimed. "Jealous?" smirked Malfoy. "Nah, I'm a Prefect that's good enough," answered Harry.
Hermione hated being there and made her move to leave, but Ron blocked the way out.
"Where yr thinks yr go'in?" he exclaimed, "Who's this?" "The Head Girl," muttered Malfoy. "Who are you?" snarled Ron. "Why do you want to know," hissed Hermione. Ron tightened his grip on Hermione's arm. "You don't want to stand up to me," he hissed back. "I've been doing it all my life," muttered Hermione.
Weasley lost his short temper and pushed Hermione into the corner. "Who are you," he demanded. "I don't take orders," Hermione answered. That's when Malfoy came in. "You better learn who to stand up against and who to not," he muttered to her. Hermione glared at him. Asshole she thought and she said it too. That had done it, "What did you call me Bitch?" he yelled. "Asshole," Hermione repeated. Draco eyes eye's flashed and with one quick moment he punched her in the stomach. Hermione fell to the floor in pain and didn't look up.
"Oh come guys leave her.," Harry started "No, she needs to learn what will happen to her if she stands up me," mutter Malfoy.
Just before he could make another move, there was a tap at the door and they all backed off. The lunch lady entered, "Anything dears?" "Come on," muttered Draco, who grabbed his stuff and left, "We'll find out who she is at school and then get her." They left.
"Are you alright dear," asked the lunch Lady. Hermione pulled herself on the soft seats, "Yeah fine thanks. No thanks." The lunch lady left and Hermione was left alone for the rest of the ride.
A/N: What ya think? R and R.
Disclaimer: Ohhh I wish.
Everything changes
Chapter one: The Changing
"Nan, Pop," said Hermione, who was on her way to Kings Cross station, " I would just like to thank you for all your help over the past year. With all that was going on." Nan and Pop smiled.
The car into the stations car park.
"Hermione dear, we love and will always be there for you. Not matter the problem," Hermione's Nan said softy. "Always," her Pop added, "Now we better hurry, or you're going to miss the train!"
With that he got out of the car. Pop knew it would be difficult to go back to the world that had caused her so much pain, but it was her life. Soon all Hermione's things were packed onto a trolley. Pop looked at his wife, who was entertaining Kia, his youngest granddaughter. With a loud cough, he caught her attention.
"Mary, hurry her up," he said gruffly. "Very well John, take Kia," Mary answered, holding out her blonde, curly haired granddaughter.
Mary tapped on Hermione's window, she quickly snapped out of her phase and got out of the car. John held Kia out for Hermione and Hermione took her. She led her nervous grandparents, a squeaky trolley and an amazed little girl to the opening of Platform 9 ¾, with her head bowed and eyes lowered.
"Nan, Pop that's the entrance to the Platform," Hermione said softly, pointing to a solid brick wall. They were shocked. "Are you mad, it's a blasted brick wall!" John exclaimed. Even after seven years of knowing about the magical world, he and Mary actually hadn't seen any magic. He was beginning to think a bunch of quacks had made it all up! "Pop, it's a magic wall! You just walk straight at it and you'll pass right through it! Go on, have a try."
John and Mary were quite unsure, but they had to trust Hermione. In a weird manner, they started to walk towards the brick wall, slowly and then started to gain speed. 10 meters, 5 meters, 2 meters, 1 meter.. They passed through the wall. Hermione didn't follow straight away; she and Kia were looking at the trains. After that, they entered and by that time all her things were on the train.
"Amazing!" is all her Pop said when he returned. Smiling, Hermione turned to her Nan, who whispered in her ear, "Hermione understand, we love you and we are very proud of you. After your parent's deaths and the nasty things at school. "Thanks Nan," said Hermione teary eyed and fell into a hug. Then came her Pop, "Go get 'em tiger. You'll make a great Head Girl!" Saying goodbye to Kia was a little harder, so all that was given was hug and a kiss.
As Hermione watched out of the window of the Head's compartment, tears came. As the train speed away, Hermione watched them until she could no more. Then sadly started a book.
Just as Hermione was just stating to enjoy it, the door slid open and the Head Boy walked in, but Hermione didn't look up. By the look on his face, he did not recognize her.
And he shouldn't! She had a complete makeover. Her hair was now long and sleek, with highlights everywhere. A new wardrobe and a tan. As well as make-up! Also she had grown in many places and shrunk in others. The boy liked her very much.
"Why hello, how are you?" he asked sitting beside her. Hermione looked up and was quite taken back, it was Draco Malfoy. But he had changed, a lot. Proberly, because his Father was dead and he could do things he wanted. He had big muscles, a tan and something no one hardly saw, a smile! Over all he was a nice person, but Hermione still didn't like him for many reasons.
Hermione forced a smile, "Fine thank you." "So you're the new Head Girl?" "Yeah," said in a 'da' tone. "Ahh well, I'm Draco Malfoy," he held out his hand and she took it, "but I can't remember you!" "Don't worry, not many people will and that's the way I want it." "Mmmm is that so.." After that Malfoy grew bored of Hermione, even though he didn't know it was her.
Hermione's thoughts drifted as she sat there. About her parents, last year, Ron, Harry, Malfoy.. Last year for Hermione was the worst, but one good thing came out of it: Kia. Kia was born just before school started and it made Hermione soooo happy, finally a sibling. But that's when things took a turn for the worst. Hermione's parents were killed in a Death Eater attack on muggles. They were just sitting at a Café and they came, poor little Kia saw it all. The pain, the magic, she still remembers it today. It all in her eyes. Hermione was an orphan, with no one. Luckily her Grandparents took her in. Back at school, things were even worse. Nasty stories were flying around, about her parents, sister and even her. Ron Weasley had started them, after Hermione refused to date him. From that day, she had no friends. Not even Harry. Hermione's spot was fill with Draco Malfoy, the newly changed person.
Then compartment door slid open, it was none other than Potter and Weasley.
"Malfoy! So you got Head Boy," Harry exclaimed. "Jealous?" smirked Malfoy. "Nah, I'm a Prefect that's good enough," answered Harry.
Hermione hated being there and made her move to leave, but Ron blocked the way out.
"Where yr thinks yr go'in?" he exclaimed, "Who's this?" "The Head Girl," muttered Malfoy. "Who are you?" snarled Ron. "Why do you want to know," hissed Hermione. Ron tightened his grip on Hermione's arm. "You don't want to stand up to me," he hissed back. "I've been doing it all my life," muttered Hermione.
Weasley lost his short temper and pushed Hermione into the corner. "Who are you," he demanded. "I don't take orders," Hermione answered. That's when Malfoy came in. "You better learn who to stand up against and who to not," he muttered to her. Hermione glared at him. Asshole she thought and she said it too. That had done it, "What did you call me Bitch?" he yelled. "Asshole," Hermione repeated. Draco eyes eye's flashed and with one quick moment he punched her in the stomach. Hermione fell to the floor in pain and didn't look up.
"Oh come guys leave her.," Harry started "No, she needs to learn what will happen to her if she stands up me," mutter Malfoy.
Just before he could make another move, there was a tap at the door and they all backed off. The lunch lady entered, "Anything dears?" "Come on," muttered Draco, who grabbed his stuff and left, "We'll find out who she is at school and then get her." They left.
"Are you alright dear," asked the lunch Lady. Hermione pulled herself on the soft seats, "Yeah fine thanks. No thanks." The lunch lady left and Hermione was left alone for the rest of the ride.
A/N: What ya think? R and R.