Please Speak Slowly, My Heart is Learning

by blackletterofpain

[REWRITTEN & REPOSTED!]DMHG. When you meet a friend, you don't expect them to get you with your worst enemy. Well in Hermione's case, this is exactly the problem. [a bit OOC]

1. The Beginning

Please speak slowly

My heart is learning

Teach me heartache,

Stop this burning now.

Wishful thinking

Patience shrinking, bliss is far away

North is calling

Now I'm falling, at your feet please stay

-All American Rejects

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing in this story. Well, okay that was a lie. I own the character Saren Shockett, you'll see her in the next chapter. I'll introduce more characters and such in the next few chapters. I will have a disclaimer for them as well.

A/N: This whole story as much as I'm trying in one day to do this has been rewritten completely. It starts out in normal point of view. And then you will notice someone's name inbetween two dashes. That's when it switches to their point of view.

Enjoy. I'm doing this for you guys. :

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Hermione Granger sat in her room reading a book. That's typical of her. She was alone, as always. It seemed that's how she always ended up at the end of the summer. This summer in particular. She had not heard from Ron, Harry, or Ginny at all since the beginning of the summer. And it was breaking her heart. But she thought nothing of it. Because the next day, she would be back with them. That's all that mattered.

Hermione turned off all her lights, and lay in bed, waiting to fall asleep. And soon, she did. Before she knew it, it was tomorrow.

She awoke early. And packed all her things, ready to leave an hour early. She just couldn't figure out what else to do. So she sat. For an hour. Until her mum came up the stairs and called her to the car.

The car ride to the train station was filled with laughter, songs, and lots of talking. Hermione was happy. She had great parents and great friends who never wrote her. But somehow, that didn't even bother her. Little did she know what was in store of her this year.

The car pulled into the train station, and Hermione and her parents all piled out. They stood in the train station forever, saying goodbye and giving lots of hugs. And then they were gone. She hurried onto Platform 9 ¾. She looked around and smiled.

Strong hands steadied her, and she looked up into the icy-blue eyes of Draco Malfoy.

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A/N: Mkay, I know it's short. But sweet. Kae. Move along to chapter two! It will be longer and better.