A/n I do not own these characters, they all belong to J.K. Rowling. This is
my first story so please take it easy on me.
Chapter 1 On Hermione's trip to the train station with her parents who were happily talking about how this was going to be her last year, she thought back to the previous year and how badly it had ended.
She had gone out with Ron Weasley during her sixth year and after five month's of going out they had had their biggest fight ever. It had started out exactly the same way the others had. Ron was simply to possessive. It was bad enough that he got his friends to tell him if she talked to anyone the opposite sex, but when he had told her to stay away from Harry things had just gone to far. Ron told Harry that even though they were best friends he'd still deck Harry if he looked too closely or anyway strange way at Hermione. When Hermione had heard this she had gone to Ron telling him he's crazy and that he needs to back off a bit. Ron had taken this the wrong way and had started calling her a whore saying that she wasn't attracted to him any more. Hermione called him a drama queen saying that he was to insecure about their relationship and he needed to learn to trust her. In the end he had grabbed her by the shoulders and threw her against the wall knocking her unconscious. Luckily or unluckily enough for her though, Harry had gotten there and had seen Ron attack her, Harry had quickly put Ron in a body bind and brought Hermione to the hospital. She had spent three days in the hospital due to the concussion she had. When she had gotten out Harry and Ron couldn't be in the same room together without starting a fight with each other and the worse thing of all harry blamed her for their fighting. Hermione had turned into a loner spending all of her time in the library. Ron had started getting violent and started getting in fights just for the hell of it. Harry had completely closed himself off to the outside world and his grades dropped dramatically the only class he did moderately good in was DADA. So by the end of their sixth year none of them were talking to each other and Ron had stared rumors about how easy Hermione was.
After thinking about how much she missed the two of them she realized that "the dream team" was not going to get any better if none of them did something about it. And Hermione was sure it was not going to be her. Looking at herself in the reflection in the window she realizes how much she's changed. Hermione was going back to school with straight brown hair with blond highlights in it, her body had matured quite a bit over the summer and her once slightly bumpy chest had turned in to a decent sized pair of breast. She had grown taller over the summer, which had mostly been her legs, which were easily shown off by the skirts that were school uniform. As her parents car arrived at the station her eyes quickly scan the crowds looking for the familiar forms of her ex-best friends.
Harry was the first one she found he was wheeling his cart towards the entrance of the magical platform. Harry now spiked his hair and it also looked like he had grown a few inches over the summer. Hermione guessed that the sullen look came from having to spend the summer with his muggle relatives without any friendly contact through the letters they usually wrote to each other. Hermione could also guess that he had been going out at night with his broomstick, because now his body was very muscular and the white button up shirt he wore that barely could stretch across his broad chest.
It took Hermione a little longer to find Ron, he was also making his was to the platform followed closely by his little sister Ginny. Ron had what might have been called a nice tan if it didn't clash with his hair. Like Harry, Ron must have gotten some qudditch practice over the summer because the shirt he wore looked way to small on his well defined body. He was still the tallest of the three of them standing 6'3 tall.
Taking her eyes from the depressing forms of her ex-friends, Hermione quickly got out of the car and loaded her trunks on to a cart her dad had gotten for her.
Platform nine and three quarters was so busy Hermione didn't see that hers and Rons carts were about to collide sending trunks flying all over the platform. "Why don't you watch were your going, Granger," sneered Ron. "You ran in to me," Hermione snapped back who was already racing around trying to sort through the mess. "Then you should have gotten out of my way," snarled Ron who just stood there trying to see up Hermione's skirt whenever she bent down to pick up her stuff. "Screw off Ron," said Hermione who had already gotten all her stuff and started to leave so she could find a compartment to store her luggage. Before she had gotten very far however Ron's hand shot out and grabbed her upper arm pulling her close to whisper in her ear "This isn't over yet you ungrateful bitch," quickly releasing Hermione's arm making her trip but not completely fall over. Rubbing her arm, sure that there would be a bruise in the morning, Hermione quickly gathered her wits before going off to find the head girls compartment which were also the head boys compartment. Unfortunately for Hermione today did not seem to be her day. Entering the Head's compartment after making sure her luggage was properly stored on the train, she quickly found out who was the Head boy.
Draco Malfoy!
Chapter 1 On Hermione's trip to the train station with her parents who were happily talking about how this was going to be her last year, she thought back to the previous year and how badly it had ended.
She had gone out with Ron Weasley during her sixth year and after five month's of going out they had had their biggest fight ever. It had started out exactly the same way the others had. Ron was simply to possessive. It was bad enough that he got his friends to tell him if she talked to anyone the opposite sex, but when he had told her to stay away from Harry things had just gone to far. Ron told Harry that even though they were best friends he'd still deck Harry if he looked too closely or anyway strange way at Hermione. When Hermione had heard this she had gone to Ron telling him he's crazy and that he needs to back off a bit. Ron had taken this the wrong way and had started calling her a whore saying that she wasn't attracted to him any more. Hermione called him a drama queen saying that he was to insecure about their relationship and he needed to learn to trust her. In the end he had grabbed her by the shoulders and threw her against the wall knocking her unconscious. Luckily or unluckily enough for her though, Harry had gotten there and had seen Ron attack her, Harry had quickly put Ron in a body bind and brought Hermione to the hospital. She had spent three days in the hospital due to the concussion she had. When she had gotten out Harry and Ron couldn't be in the same room together without starting a fight with each other and the worse thing of all harry blamed her for their fighting. Hermione had turned into a loner spending all of her time in the library. Ron had started getting violent and started getting in fights just for the hell of it. Harry had completely closed himself off to the outside world and his grades dropped dramatically the only class he did moderately good in was DADA. So by the end of their sixth year none of them were talking to each other and Ron had stared rumors about how easy Hermione was.
After thinking about how much she missed the two of them she realized that "the dream team" was not going to get any better if none of them did something about it. And Hermione was sure it was not going to be her. Looking at herself in the reflection in the window she realizes how much she's changed. Hermione was going back to school with straight brown hair with blond highlights in it, her body had matured quite a bit over the summer and her once slightly bumpy chest had turned in to a decent sized pair of breast. She had grown taller over the summer, which had mostly been her legs, which were easily shown off by the skirts that were school uniform. As her parents car arrived at the station her eyes quickly scan the crowds looking for the familiar forms of her ex-best friends.
Harry was the first one she found he was wheeling his cart towards the entrance of the magical platform. Harry now spiked his hair and it also looked like he had grown a few inches over the summer. Hermione guessed that the sullen look came from having to spend the summer with his muggle relatives without any friendly contact through the letters they usually wrote to each other. Hermione could also guess that he had been going out at night with his broomstick, because now his body was very muscular and the white button up shirt he wore that barely could stretch across his broad chest.
It took Hermione a little longer to find Ron, he was also making his was to the platform followed closely by his little sister Ginny. Ron had what might have been called a nice tan if it didn't clash with his hair. Like Harry, Ron must have gotten some qudditch practice over the summer because the shirt he wore looked way to small on his well defined body. He was still the tallest of the three of them standing 6'3 tall.
Taking her eyes from the depressing forms of her ex-friends, Hermione quickly got out of the car and loaded her trunks on to a cart her dad had gotten for her.
Platform nine and three quarters was so busy Hermione didn't see that hers and Rons carts were about to collide sending trunks flying all over the platform. "Why don't you watch were your going, Granger," sneered Ron. "You ran in to me," Hermione snapped back who was already racing around trying to sort through the mess. "Then you should have gotten out of my way," snarled Ron who just stood there trying to see up Hermione's skirt whenever she bent down to pick up her stuff. "Screw off Ron," said Hermione who had already gotten all her stuff and started to leave so she could find a compartment to store her luggage. Before she had gotten very far however Ron's hand shot out and grabbed her upper arm pulling her close to whisper in her ear "This isn't over yet you ungrateful bitch," quickly releasing Hermione's arm making her trip but not completely fall over. Rubbing her arm, sure that there would be a bruise in the morning, Hermione quickly gathered her wits before going off to find the head girls compartment which were also the head boys compartment. Unfortunately for Hermione today did not seem to be her day. Entering the Head's compartment after making sure her luggage was properly stored on the train, she quickly found out who was the Head boy.
Draco Malfoy!