I'm addicted to you
A Hermione/Draco Fic
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that goes into this fic except the plot and possibly a character or two. Everything else belongs to the magnificent J.K Rowling.
Chapter One
"Ron, seriously, get up! We really need to be in a hurry today."
"Gerrup? Why?" muttered a shiny, red headed boy from somewhere in his blankets. "Iz Sunday. Sweep im day."
"Hermione's right, Ron. We need to hurry today or we won't catch the train." Harry managed to say between breaths as he tried to shove all his clothes in his trunk.
Ron sat up straight in bed, fully alert now. "You two are mental. It's the middle of June. Mum! Harry and Hermione have gone mental."
Mrs. Weasley huffed into the room. She was a bit agitated from trying to get All Ginny's belongings into her trunk, seeing as how she hadn't packed the night before.
"They're not mental dear and please get up and dressed. It's not the middle of June and you're getting on the Hogwarts Express today. Breakfast is on the table. Help yourselves." She said turning to Harry and Hermione.
Harry and Hermione didn't wait. It wasn't pleasant being on the receiving end of trying to get Ron out of bed. They'd learned that the first week they had come to stay with the Weasley's. Ron was not a morning person in any stretch of the imagination.
Hermione helped herself to a bit of French toast and eggs and grabbed and Daily Prophet in front of her.
"Anything interesting?" Ron asked as he slumped into the kitchen with a yawn.
"Not really. Just the usual wizard pulling a prank on a muggle mess in the Ministry. Oh...that's sad. Almira Berkins father has disappeared. You remember her, right? The girl on the Hufflepuff quidditch team."
"Bummer" Ron said as he stuffed his mouth with buttered toast.
Hermione sighed. Realization that they would be going back to Hogwarts today had finally sunk in. It was wonderful to think that soon they would see all of their teachers and friends again. She couldn't help but feel excited especially since she had been made Head Girl. Although, a Slytherin had been made Head Boy. Blaise Zabini was to be Head Boy and Hermione honestly had no idea why. Then again, she couldn't really say she knew him very well.
The Weasley's and their summer guests loaded the car and piled into it. Hermione was thankful for magic because it would have been packed in the pack if it hadn't been for using a simple expanding spell on its interior. The car hurdled through the lovely slopes of the back roads of London and on toward Platform 9 ¾.
"Come on, dears. We'll need to pick up the pace if you're to get on the train. Aw! A lost first year. Over here, Darling! Yes! The platform is just through that barrier. If you're nervous, go at it fast."
"After you", Ron said with what he thought was an encouraging smile. It must have been or either that he scared the kid enough that he ran straight through the barrier with no hesitation. It didn't matter really, just as long as the kid was through.
Ron strolled through the barrier along with Hermione and Harry.
"Shall we go find a compartment then?" Ron asked.
"Sure, but not by that first year for his own sake. I think you almost made him wet himself." Harry said as they found a compartment towards the middle of the train.
Hermione giggled and stored her trunk away in the compartment. "Well, I'll be back later. The Head Boy and Girl are wanted in the front compartment. It probably shouldn't take long. Oh! And if the snack trolley comes do you mind getting a few sugar quills? Thanks!" Hermione said putting a galleon into Harry's palm.
Hermione made her way up to the front compartment. Blaise was already there and seated. She took the seat next to him.
"Alright. Your duty is basically the same as a prefect. Although, you may give out detention and you are allowed out after hours in the castle if it is for a purpose relating to being Head." Professor Flitwick informed them. "Also, Headmaster Dumbledore would like me to inform you that you are role models for the school so please try to get along. I know you're from rival houses but what better opportunity to show that Gryffindor and Slytherin really can get along."
Blaise smiled at Hermione and held out his hand. "How about we start fresh and forget about our houses. I'm Blaise Zabini. It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss..?"
"Granger. Hermione Granger. Believe me, the pleasures all mine." Hermione answered in her most sincere voice. This might actually be easier than she thought. Blaise didn't seem so horrible. He had a kind of charm about him.
Professor Flitwick beamed at them, "Nicely done! Now, you two are free to go back to your compartments. Professor Dumbledore will need a word with you though once the feast is over. Good bye for now." Flitwick showed them out of the compartment and closed the door.
Hermione glanced at Blaise. He hadn't turned into an evil Slytherin when the door had shut so maybe he hadn't been pretending for the Professor's sake. Blaise smiled over at her as the walked to their compartment.
"So, what do you think Dumbledore has to say? Be nice to each other and set a nice example for the school?"
"Something on those lines probably." Hermione said as they came to her compartment. "Well, see you later then."
"Yeah. Later!" Blaise said as he walked on. Hermione entered the compartment to find a mountain of sweet flowing everywhere. Harry, Ron and Neville had seemed to have sorted each kind of sweet into its own pile. Hermione placed a pile on the floor and sat on the newly cleaned off seat.
"Ow waz it?" Ron said through a mouth stuffed with sweets. Hermione grimaced and answered.
"Fine, actually. Blaise seems to be an okay guy. Could you please swallow first? Is that really to much to ask?"
Ron swallowed, "He's a bloody Slytherin and you're calling him an okay guy? I told Mum you were going mental and she didn't believe me."
"Not all Slytherins are bad, right Harry?" Hermione said with a 'you better say yes or else' look or her face.
"Yeah! Of course. Um, I think we should be getting our uniforms on now. The trains getting close." Harry informed them and managed to change the subject all at once.
"Okay! I'll see you guys later then." Hermione said as she went to go change into her uniform.
She met up with the boys again as they made their way to a carriage. Blaise slid into it along with his buddy, Draco Malfoy.
Draco sneered at the Gryffindors on the other side. Hermione bit her lip and put on a smile. 'It's for the school…It's for the school…' she told herself.
"Nice to see you all again. Fun year this will, won't it?" Draco said looking out of the carriage.
"Yeah. Golly good fun if you're a---" Ron started but didn't finished because Hermione had stomped on his foot.
"Oh. Now the mudblood's turning against you. That's almost kind of pathetic. Don't even fit in with your own kind now. You're not even dirt anymore."
"Draco, why don't we go up to the feast now? Sound good?" Blaise cut in before a fight would start.
"Sure", Draco said and turned back to Ron. "See you later."
Ron's face was now bright tomato red. Hermione held back a laugh as she saw his eyes were huge and bugged out. The group made their way up to the school and into the Great Hall. They took a seat at their table and watched the sorting. A few new Gryfindors made their way to take a seat at their new table.
Dumbledore stood up for the speech, "A new year marks new Head Girl and Boy. Hermione Granger of Gryffindor and Blaise Zabini of Slytherin. To all first years, the Forbidden Forest is forbidden, hence the name. Classes begin on Monday. Now, enjoy the feast."
"Well, shorter by far than last year", Harry said relieved and dug into the food. All chatter and clanging of silverware ended as the last of the food vanished. Once everything was gone, Hermione herself vanished.
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A/N: sorry it's short. Didn't have much time!! So, tell me what you think!