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- Bruna && Annika
Behind Enemy Lines.
By Annika and Bruna.
Ch. 1 Platform 9 3/4
"HARRY! RON! Stop arguing and lets go. Jeez," Hermione yelled, while Harry and Ron were to busy arguing about this year's Qudditch World Cup.
"Boys these days..." She muttered as she sped off towards the train.
As she past some unknown students some boys started looking at her. Hermione was puzzled. She thought maybe she had something in her teeth? Was her hair sticking up? Oh god. She thought. Do I look like a complete idiot?
She started speeding up trying to get to the train as fast as she could. Ginny was right behind her almost out of breath.
"'Ermione, slow down, you trying to win a race with someone?" She said quite loud. As soon as Hermione saw Ginny she slowed down. She didn't know for sure why she was running either.
She turned around and flashed a pearly white smile towards Ginny.
"Hey Gin, how's your summer been?" She said as she caught of glimpse of other students looking at her.
"Good" She said as she also started noticing the stares. "Is it just me or are the guys staring at you?" She said as a couple guys were poking each other and pointing towards Hermione.
They were smirking and winking towards her and all Hermione could do was smile nervously.
Seamus and Dean walked up to Hermione saying in an innocent tone, "You look really pretty Hermione." "Yeah..." Dean said trying to outshine Seamus. "You look stunning Hermione, you're truly a beautiful girl."
Ginny stood in awe. Since when did Hermione get this much publicity?
Hermione blushed and muttered a quick thanks and walked off.
What the hell? She thought to herself. No, that did not happen. I must be going mad.
She said looking done muttering to herself when she crashed into a blonde-haired icy-eyed boy.
The boy immediately starting yelling, "What the bloody hell is your problem you filthy mudblo-" The instant he saw her he stopped. He thought to himself you know she might of maybe in a crazy way look sort of decent. He shook his head. What the hell am I thinking. He said arguing in thought, Ha. The crash might of made me crazy.
When Draco stopped, Hermione struggled to get up and her eyes hit Draco.
Oh Lord, she though to herself. She analyzed Draco, and realized now why girls drool over him. His eyes were and icy blue-ish gray that just pierced through you, and his hair, oh his sexy ha-. Get a hold of yourself woman. She thought to herself, he's the enemy. She got up scolded him and sped off to find Harry and the gang.
Draco turned around and looked at her with anger in his eyes, and Pansy immediately rushed to his side.
"Oh Draco dear are you alright?" She said sounding worried and leaning towards him so he had a clear view of her lacey pink bra.
"Yes. Now go away." He said taking a quick glance and walked into the train with Crabbe and Goyle following behind.
As soon as Pansy had disappeared, Draco and his goons were on their way to find a compartment. But to his inconvenience, he met up with none other than Harry Potter and Ron Weasley.
He smriks, why not make this encounter amusing he thought.
"Why if it isn't Pothead and Weasel." Crabbe and Goyle sneered.
Ron was ready to attack but Harry shot a glare at him and he stopped.
"Go away Malfoy." Harry said calmly.
"Yeah, go back to your slut of a girlfriend. I bet she's wondering where her Draco-poo is." Ron said, referring to Pansy.
Harry and Ron laughed.
Draco walked right past them bumping shoulders swearing silently at them
"Pansy is not my girlfriend." He mutters to himself. "She's just my play-" Oh God.
People probably do think that she's my girlfriend. Stupid slut, why the hell does she have to have a great body?
He grimaced, shook his head and walked off straight into a compartment.
At the usual cabin they stay in, they walk in and sit down. Hermione sits next to the window, Luna opposite of her starring off into space.
Neville was next to Luna, opposite of him was Ginny, who was sitting next to Harry opposite of Ron.
Hermione leaned against the window replaying the scene of her bumping into Malfoy. She then stood up and thought to herself. Why in the bloody hell am I thinking about me crashing into that git?
She grimaced and grabbed the book she had laying next to her.
"You alright?" Ron asked, looking concerned.
Get a hold of yourself. You're fine. What happened back there was nothing. Don't make them worry, Hermione told herself.
"Fine." Hermione replied, shrugging it off. She gave Ron a look that said I'm fine, don't worry about me. Hermione then adjusted her posture, and set down her book.
"Okay," Ron said, backing off Hermione, yet still feeling a tad worried about her.
Soon after the train started going, the trolley came, followed by Harry and Ron buying more sweets and snacks than the six of them could have eaten together. Luna kept looking out the window, muttering something about Nargles, while Neville watched Ron and Harry as they started to wolf down food, and grabbed a bag of Every Flavor Beans and started munching. Hermione looked at the three, scoffed and began to look out the window.
"D'you want anything, 'Mione?" Ron asked, his mouth full of chocolate frogs.
Hermione winced slightly at Ron talking with a full mouth, "No, thank you, Ron." She said flatly.
Ron shrugged and continued to stuff himself full of food. Harry finished off a box of Every Flavored Beans and stopped himself from eating any more.
"Okay, Ron, I'd stop eating if I were you, you don't want to get sent to the hospital wing on your first night back at Hogwarts, would you?" Harry said, jokingly to Ron, knowing he wouldn't stop.
Ron looked down at the wrappers the had tossed aside, and slowed down significantly after Harry's remark, "Right..." He said, looking up at Harry.
Harry chuckled, pushed away some of his wrappers, making room to place his elbows on the table.
Although no one said anything, the silence was quite awkward, and they all knew it, except Luna of course, who seemed to be in her own little world in the corner of the compartment. There were a few failed attempts at getting everyone to talk, that went something like, "How about a game of Wizard's Chess?" One would ask, "No..." The rest would reply.
Harry began impatiently tapping his fingers on the table. Ron was shuffling wrappers. Neville was twiddling his thumbs. Hermione was thinking about what new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher they would have.
As the castle first came into view, the friends grabbed their robes and left to change into them. By the time they all made it back to their compartment, the train was pulling to a stop.
After they all had their trunks and were on the platform, Ron witnessed something utterly shoking. Hermione and Malfoy exchanging looks. Not looks of hate, or anger, but of something else, something that Ron wasn't quite sure of. Ron after staring, Ron looked to Harry, Luna, Neville and Ginny, as if asking, "Did you see that?" But, none of them looked up, as they were in a deep conversation about bewitched trinkets in Dumbledore's office. When Ron looked back, he saw the usual smirk on Malfoy's face, and the redness in Hermione's. After seeing this, Ron decided not to bring it up on the carriage ride up to the castle.
So, just like the train ride, there was dead silence.
