Hi! This is my first story so be nice!!!! Its sort of typical story about Hermione and Draco. Set in 7th year.... You know the deal.

Disclaimer: You are a total total idiot if you think that I actually own this!

Warning: Bad (or no) character development.

Hermione woke up one morning and went downstairs where her parents were whispering. When they heard the rubber bottoms of her slippers (A/N: did you know those don't make you static!) on the tile, the kitchen was silent. "Morning." Hermione said. Then her parents perked up. "YAY! Its time to tell her!!" her dad said. It was scaring her because he was jumping and giggling. "Honey," said her mom, "We are finally getting a chance to do something for the Dark Lord! 20 years of service finally pays off!" "NOOOOOOOO!" Hermione yelled, "But you're muggles!" "Oh don't be stupid Herm! How do you think we got the grape juice out of the carpet?" her dad said. Hermione disliked being called stupid. "Well what do you have to do?" she asked. "Well, its probably tougher for you. You have to marry Draco Malfoy! Very nice people, the Malfoys." Her mom said. "AHHHHH!" she yelled again. Then she looked at her watch. "Oh well that was interesting. But now I need a ride to Diagon Alley." A few moments later, Hermione was walking towards The ice cream place when a box full of rubber chickens fell onto her. "Oh no not the chickens!!!! I hate rubber chickens!" She screamed. Then she heard laughs coming from two familiar people. "Ron! Harry! You're DEAD!!!" she screamed again. What a mistake she made when she told them that she was afraid of rubber chickens.

Whoo hoo that was fun. I want to do it again! So review. An that was really short oh well.