A/N: All the characters, places, and themes belong to J.K. Rowling, not me. Please review! This is my first story and I really want to know what you think and what should happen next. I'll answer most questions you have. Just don't hate, take that somewhere else. Enjoy!
Chapter One
"Stupid girl. Get out of my way!" Draco Malfoy pushed past Hermione Granger on Platform 9 3/4.
She sighed in annoyance then spotted the familiar patch of redheads standing and saying their farewells to Arthur and Molly.
"Hullo, 'Mione!" Ron said with a grin.
"Hi. Are you ready for our 7th year at Hogwarts?" She replied, returning the grin with a smile.
"Absolutely" Harry said from behind Hermione.
"Harry!" Ron and Ginny said in unison. Ginny blushed as Harry smiled at her.
"Hullo harry!" Mrs. Weasley said with a motherlike tone.
"Hello" Harry nodded to the Weasleys and Hermione.
"Mum we're going to be late!" Ginny complained.
Mr. Weasley checked his watch and nodded towards his wife. She kissed Ron and Ginny on their cheeks and then sent them off on the train. Hermione and Harry followed the two Weasleys on the train, all talking about how their 7th year at Hogwarts would turn out.
Draco, Goyle, and Blaise Zabini all sat in their own compartment. Normally Pansy Parkinson would be next to Draco with his arms slung over her shoulder. Ron, Ginny, Harry, and Hermione passed where the two Slytherins were sitting and got glares from Goyle and Zabini. Draco just stared with a bored expression out the window. Zabini was waiting for the trolley to come around and some girls to flirt with. Draco and Zabini were taking potions, transfiguration, charms, herbology, history of magic, care of magical creatures, arithmancy, defense against the dark arts (which wasn't a big thing anymore as the dark lord had been defeated once and for all), and divination.
"We're going to make those baby Gryffindors cry!" Goyle exclaimed.
"I'd love to join in on that!" Zabini agreed.
"I'd rather focus on studying. Torturing just reminds me of the war." Draco reminded him. He was really thinking of all the people he had murdered and tortured against his will, always getting orders from someone he didn't want to be loyal to but was forced to be instead.
"You've been thinking of that mudblood, haven't you?" Zabini inquired
"I'm thinking of the people I've tortured and killed." Draco replied.
Zabini nodded then shrugged, not wanting Goyle to get upset because they both knew that Goyle went haywire when he was irritated. Goyle didn't really care. He was going to make those four Gryffindors suffer this last year. Draco thought that making people suffer was old and that his studies were much more important this year because of the future he really wanted. He pulled out a potions book and started to go over what he had already learned. Zabini and Draco were close because they actually talked, not just tortured. Blaise knew that Draco was serious about just focusing on his studies because he wanted to work for the Ministry of Magic and become an Auror. He himself wanted to become a potions professor at Hogwarts but was still to immature to think about that right then.
In the compartment where the four Gryffindors were, they were talking about what classes they were taking and why they were taking them. Ron, Harry, and Ginny were all taking the same classes as Draco and Zabini. Harry wanted to become and Auror, the same as Ron.
"I'm going to take as many as possible." Hermione stated matter'o factly.
"Why don't you take a break this year and only take nine classes with the rest of us?" Ron asked.
Hermione stared at him as if she had never seen him before, "Ronald Weasley! How dare you suggest such horrid things?!"
"I think what Ron is trying to say, Hermione, is that this is our last year as students and we shouldn't cram it with studying and work." Harry spoke up for the blushing redhead.
"Okay, what about four extra classes?" Hermione attempted.
The boys shook their heads, "Three extra?" She tried again, only to find the shaking of heads again.
"Fine, two and no less!" Hermione exclaimed and crossed her arms, staring out the window with annoyance bubbling up inside her.
"It's time to get changed." Ginny said softly while putting a hand on Hermione's shoulder.
The girls grabbed their robes and walked out of the compartment, leaving the boys to talk about what classes they were taking and how Harry was the captain of the team again that year. Ginny and Hermione were talking about how interesting that year would be, their last year as students. Ginny wanted to play on a quidditch team and Hermione wanted to become an Animagus then end up as an Auror. Ginny was surprised at this but understood partway. Hermione had bonded with Tonks quite well and was honoring her memory. As for the other part, she didn't know.