Her gorgeous brown eyes gave her away. When I first saw them, memories of my childhood came flooding back to me.
Me and that bushy brown haired head in the kiddy pool splashing me in the face.
Days at the park, racing down the slides and seeing who could swing the highest on the swings.
Although I remember her vividly, I knew that she didn't remember me.
But that was because my Dad had put a memory charm on her. This was because when she figured out that I was a wizard, she told her parents and they got scared of us. Her parents only let us cast the spell and then they moved so I never got to see her again. Until now...
Hermione was excited but extremely nervous about her first day of school.
Her parents hadn't wanted her to go. They had always dreamed of her going into their dentist business. Yuck! Who in their right minds would want to scrap teeth for the rest of their lives?
Of course when she had gotten her letter, there was no turning back. Thankfully.
Now she was on the Hogwarts Express with country scenes flashing across the window.
Suddenly the door opened and a boy walked in looking lost and confused.
"Have you seen a toad?" he asked hopefully.
"No, sorry." He looked pretty close to tears, so I took pity on him.
"But I can help you find it."
He gave me a grateful smile and said, "Thanks, my name is Neville Longbottom."
"I'm
Hermione Granger." As I got up and looked down the isle I said,
"Why don't we split up, you go right and I'll go left."
"Okay."
I asked all of the people I found. But nobody really cared about a stinking toad, as they reminded me gracefully as they slammed the doors in my face.
I came to this one compartment that was giving off a bad felling. I mean you could just tell that it was filled with rotten people. It was just giving off a bad odor, you know?
But I still knocked on the door, trying to hide my sudden fear.
The door was answered by a first year boy with a smug look on his face. He had white-blonde that was slicked back.
Behind him were two of the largest boys I had ever seen. The one on the left looked as if he could crush you with one pinch of his fingers.
The other one looked like a wild man on the loose.
"What do you want?" the smug boy asked. Rather sneered.
"If you have seen a toad." I squeaked.
"No I haven't and I don't wish to meet one either. Although I think I just have."
My temper rose quickly and I colored. My fear was replaced with anger. I hated being insulted.
"At least I don't look like scum on the bottom of my shoe." I shot back.
It was his turn for his face to color.
"You're lucky that we can't use magic or else you'd be toast." And he slammed the door in my face.
What a pleasant boy, I thought sarcastically. I hope I'm not in the same house as him.
I stormed on to the next compartment.
Finally, Neville and I caught up with each other and came to the last compartment.
Again, I got this strange feeling. Only this time I didn't think someone evil was behind this door. No it felt like quite the opposite.
Then Neville knocked on the door.
A/N: okay people!! It's time for some change!! And no I'm not obama, but I did decide that I'm going to re-write this story so please review and tell me what you think!! And bear with me through this changing process.