"Sweetie you will never guess who is here!" Hermione heard her mother, Jane Granger, shout from downstairs.
Hermione was looking at herself in the mirror. She had changed a lot these past couple ofyears. Her once bushy hair now fell in soft, yet beautiful curls. It was now in a high ponytail. Her once overlarge front teeth were now small, white, and straight. It was all thanks to Malfoy. He was the one who hadcursed her teeth to grow bigger then they were at the time in her fourth year at Hogwarts Schoolof Witchcraft and Wizardry. She had developed curves in all the right places. She was what guys called "hot". She admired her taste in clothes as well. She was now wearing a jean miniskirt anda midnight-blue tanktop that showed off her curves very nicely. The tank top read "I always get what I want...DEAL WITH IT!" She applied black mascara and eyeliner to make her eyes look fuller. Lastly, she added some pink lip glossand she was set.
"I'm coming mum!" She called. She took one last look in the mirror and then strolled out of her room to go downstairs. When she reached the bottom she saw that her mum was nowhere in sight. " Mum! Where are you?"
"I'm in the living room 'Mione."
Hermione walked toward the living room wanting to know who the mystery person is was. Being the smartest witch Hogwarts has seen in many years, she was naturally curious as to whom it could be. 'Maybe it's Harry, or Ron, or Ginny. I haven't seen them for so long. Well only one way to find out' Unfortunately, what she saw was not what she expected.
"EMILY!" Hermione screamed. " What are you doing here... in England!"
" Herm! Oh, it's so good to see you!" Emily replied. She jumped up from the couch to hug Hermione. She, as always, looked perfect. Her hair was in
waves, whichframed her face beautifully. She was curvy and, Hermione had to admit, had taste. She was wearing a sundress that was short and thatflowed
gracefully around her knees. Her face held natural beauty so she wore very light makeup.
"It's good to see you too Em" Hermione repliedawkwardly patting Emily on the back. " So, what are you doing here?"
"Well, my mom called yoursto tell her about the trouble I'm having at school. Your mom said that you are doing wonderfully at your school, so mine
askedherto see if I could possibly go to your school for my last year of magical education. Well, your headmaster said that it would be wonderful. He said it would be great to have another Granger at Hogwarts. So, I am here to go with you to Hogwarts as a transfer student. Isn't that great?" Emily finished in one breath. Hermione had completely gone into her own world. 'Emily...me...Hogwarts...TOGETHER...in the same sentence.'
"Uh, yeah...this year will be great with you Em" Hermione lied. In truth, she was worried sick. When her Mugglefriends hadmet Emily the last time she was here, they hadcompletely ignored her to hang out with the little angel named Emily. She didn't want that to happento her friends at Hogwarts too. Especially Harry and Ron. They would be on her like a flea on a dog. She knew Ginny would never ignore her, but that made only one person. Emily was going to cause a lot of problems this year.
"I know! I hope I get Gryffindor so I can be with you. That way you can show me around and stuff. Introduce me to all your friends. Shows me the boys you like. I can go on and on. I especially want to know the boys you like. Maybe I can help to hook you up with them" Emily said happily.
"Hermione, why don't you show Emily some pictures offrom your school?"her mom offered.
"Okay,come onEmily" Hermione said as she turned around to go back upstairs. When she was in the safety of her own room she pulled out her school trunk and pulled out a big scrapbook. She opened it up to the front page as Emily sat down. On the first few pages therewere pictures of Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
"That one right there is Harry Potter. He is a really loyal friend," Hermione said as she pointed to her raven-haired friend with the lighting
bolt scar. "That one right thereis Ron Weasley. He is just one big clown " Hermione pointed out Ron was laughing slightly in the picture.
"They are the ones that are your best friends, right?"
"Yep that's themI wouldn't trade them for the world," Hermione said. She then turned a few pages to show her Ginny, Lavender, and Parvati. "That is Ginny. She is my best female friend, I can tell her anything. We do tell each other everything. She is Ron's little sister." Ginny was tackling Ron in the picture that she was pointing at. Emily found that really funny and started to laugh. Soon Hermione joined her in her laughter. When they calmed down enough, Hermione pointed to a picture of Lavender and Parvati. They were laughing at something behind Hermione, who had taken the picture. "These two are the gossip queens of Hogwarts. They know every rumor going around that school. If there is a rumor to be found they will find it."
"They look like cool people to hang out with" Emily said smiling." Maybe I will be good friends with them."
"Maybe." Hermione surely hoped not. She then turned more pages and told her about Dean, Seamus, and Neville. She also showed her pictures of the teachers and told her which oneswere her favorites. Then, she came to the back when Emily stopped her.
"Who is that?" she asked pointing at a striking blond boy.
"Oh. That is Draco Malfoy" Hermione told her. She tried her best to hide the sadness in her voice.
"Is it just me, or does this picture look like it upsets you horribly? Why is that?"
"No, it's nothing... Okay, yes it's something. Well,whenI was on my first year I had the biggest crush on him. Then, when we got into our second year he started calling me hurtful names. I got over him. Now though, whenever I see him, it brings back my old feeling so it just makes it hurt all the same perhaps even more.I'd do anything to get to know him betteror at least for him to be civil. I want to know why he hates my friends and I" Hermione said. She was really upset. Emily vowed that when they got to school she would find a way to get Draco and Hermione together. Just to get to know each other.
"Girls! Come down for dinner!" Mrs. Granger called to the girls.
"Come on let's go. I'm starving " Emily said hurriedly. She saw Hermione take one last look at this Malfoy guy and then carefully close the scrapbook.
Hermione and Emily went downstairs and sat at the table. They ate in what you could call a comfortable silence. Mr. Granger and Emily talked about her
home in America and he wanted to know how his sister-in-law was doing. When dinner was overHermione and Emily went to bed early because they were going to King'sCross station the very next day.
Hermione had trouble getting to sleep with thoughts of an arrogant blond on her mind. Looking at that picture brought up unwanted memories of when they had meton the train, before he knew she was a Muggle-born.
Hermione walked into unfamiliar territory, in a world she knew nothing about.
"Hi, want some help?" she heard a boy say. She turned and saw a very cute blond boy next to her. "Sure, thanks. I'm Hermione by the way. What is your name?" "Draco Malfoy. Nice to meet you" He replied. He picked up her trunk and started toward the train next to her. " So, what do know about Hogwarts?" Draco asked. "Oh, I know a lot of things. Like they bewitch the ceiling to look like the sky. Or thatthey have four founders that makes a big history for the "Yeah." "Thank you so much " Hermione said as they found a compartment and put her trunk in the cubby. " No problem. Hey, who are your parents?" Draco asked curiously
school. I thinkthat this could be very interesting."
"Oh, well I should go. I'll see you at schoolI guess"he said with an odd look on his face that Hermione couldn't read. "You bet" she said as she watched him walk away. He was so cute. 'How does he make me feel like I could fly higher then the stars. I can't wait to see him again.' With that thought she sat down and read a book that she hadbought at Flourish and Blotts.
" Oh my parents were thrilled when I got my letter.They are Muggles. They thought it was some dirty trick."
Tears slowly cascaded down her face. She wiped them away harshly. She thought about something like Transfiguration. She then fell into an uneasy sleep with dreams of the cute blond boy in her head.