A Beautiful Disaster Chapter 1: A Turn of Events

The Hogwarts Express blew its final whistle before its departure from Platform 9 ¾. Hogwarts students immediately scrambled to find a compartment on the train. Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley, interlocking hands, and the famous Harry Potter went towards the back of the train to their usual compartment. They were in their last memorable year at the school of witchcraft and wizardry. Shivers ran up and down their bodies as they awaited the excitement this year would bring them.

The trio had changed a lot over the summer. Hermione's hair was less frizzy and her body was perfectly toned, making her more desirable for Ron. Ron Weasley was no more the mere friend of Harry Potter who wore handed-down clothes. His Quidditch games paid off because everywhere he went, girl's goggling eyes followed him. Harry had also changed. His black messy hair was still ruffled, making him look even more sexier and his green eyes shown vibrantly. His handsome facial features went along with his strong lean frame.

Minutes after they were suited into their compartment, the door slammed open. Inside stepped a very disgusted-looking Malfoy, a.k.a. the ferret. He too had become more developed this year (if you know what I mean) and had girls swooning over him, especially Pansy.

"Well, well, well. Looky here. We've got Pothead and what's this?" He put on a mocking surprised face. "The Weasel has hooked up with the Mudblood? This is going to be interesting.:

Ron and Harry were about to jump to her defense, but Hermione held them down. Instead, she stood up herself and raised her wand.

"I'm of age, Malfoy. I can put any hex on you if I wanted too. Right here. Right now. Besides, I don't have to tolerate you insolent behavior anymore. I'm Head Girl."

Draco yawned in a boring way. "I always thought you to be a lot smarter, Granger, but I guess your mind doesn't function well when you're screwing with your boyfriend every chance you get. Let me spell it out for you. I'M…HEAD…BOY."

Hermione visibly blanched and dropped her wand. Draco smirked and left, feeling good knowing that his job there was done.

It took awhile for the color to return to Hermione's face. Harry and Ron, especially, were infuriated. They offered to pummel Draco, but Hermione refused to be irresponsible as Head Girl. She didn't want there to be anymore tension between the Slytherin and the Gryffindors than there already was.

The door slid in for a second time while Harry and Ron were their new techniques for Quidditch they had devised over the course of the summer together and Hermione was reading the newly revised copy of Hogwarts: A History. The trio stopped abruptly what they were doing and pointed their wands at their visitor and yelled the disarming spell and then, "Stupefy!" The trio then waited for a yell or a "thump" that imposed that their victim, hopefully Draco Malfoy, was immobile and helpless. But no sound came. The possibilities that the person, whoever he was, of being able to use a shield (wandless) to block out three spells coming from training, but skillful aurors were slim to none. Either he had gone off or had silently fallen to the ground. This disturbed them greatly for they didn't know where their prey had gone and even worse, they couldn't see a thing.

Gradually, their vision came back and for the first time, they noticed that this intruder was not Malfoy or any Hogwarts student for that matter. This could be real trouble.

A/N: Hey this is my first fanfic , so please give me feedback. I need to know that this is going to be good. I promise the upcoming chapters will be full of envy, greed, love, passion, friendships, and of course Malfoy is going to make himself look like an idiot! Can't wait!