Authors note: Ok so this is my first attempt at a D/HG story here on fan fiction. I have about 6 chapters written, just waiting to be typed, but it all depends on how many people leave reviews. The more reviews I get, the more often I will update.
Disclaimer: Nope, nothing is mine; everything is J.K Rowling's. I just like to play winks. I only own the story plot.
So She Dances
Chapter 1: Hogwarts Express
Draco let out a breath that he didn't even know he had been holding as he passed through the invisible barrier between platforms 9 and 10 for what seemed to be the hundredth time. As his stormy grey eyes scanned the crowd, Draco noticed that there were quite a smaller number of students headed for the train than in years past.
'No surprise there,' He thought to himself, 'If it hadn't been for Harry-I-Just-Won't-Die-Potter and his two sidekicks defeating the Dark Lord this past summer, there would most likely would be a lot less or none at all returning or riding the train for the first time. I suppose I should be grateful to the Scar Head. If it weren't for him, I'd have a horrid tattoo on my arm right this moment, which would mar my perfect skin!' With a sigh of relief and a bow of his head, he thought about the past year that lead up to all this. With everything that he'd done; allow Death Eaters into the castle, being cursed by Harry Potter, then assisting in the murder of Dumbledore, Draco was surprised and grateful that he had been allowed back into the school. As he looked up, he saw that his friend, Blaise Zabini was waving him over to the side of the train.
"How was your summer, mate?" The one known as the 'Silent Slytherin' asked him.
"Besides not being forced to permanently scar my beautiful arm, I couldn't be better. You wouldn't happen to know who the Head Boy is, would you." Draco paused when a glint suddenly caught his eye and he looked at the other boy's chest. "Never mind, my question was just answered for me. How was your summer?"
"Mum got married again. To the owner of a large line of woman's robes that is famous all over the world."
"That should prove interesting. Think she will stay with this one?"
"One could only hope."
"Anyways, would you happen to know who Head Girl is?" Draco asked, genuinely curious.
"Well, it's…"
"UMPH!!" Came two voices as Blaise watched Draco and a curly, brown headed someone run straight into each other.
"Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry that I ran into you… Oh hello Draco, Blaise." Draco nodded his head in acknowledgement.
"Hello, Hermione. You are aware that we have our own compartment, right?"
"Yes, Blaise. I was just heading towards the train to find Harry and Ron."
"They got on at the other end of the train."
"Oh, Thanks! See you later!" Hermione shouted and waved as she headed towards the other end of the train.
"Did I lose my hearing, or did the Mudblood Granger actually call me, 'Draco'?"
"Yeah, it kind of surprised me also. But not as much as how attractive she's become since we saw her last."
'Blaise has a point,' Draco thought to himself, mentally kicking himself for ever thinking that a mudblood could be attractive. However, as he boarded the train ten minutes later, and began to look for an empty compartment along with the rest of the students, he couldn't take his mind off her.
/
"10:50am! We have to hurry, Mum! We're going to be late! I can't miss my last year at Hogwarts just because of a small flat tire!" Hermione urged as she assisted her parents into hauling her trunk and Crookshanks' basket onto the trolley.
"Hermione, dear, we know you're excited about seeing Harry and Ron and about being Head Girl, but don't over excite yourself. We don't want you to pass out from hyperventilating on your first day again, do you? It would be like your first year all over again."
"No, dad, you're right. I just can't wait to see them! It's been two months! Do you think they will recognize me?"
"Honey, you will knock them dead, figuratively speaking of course. Calming your curls and all that running you've been doing over the summer with your father and I, I just wish I could see their reactions."
"I will send you a very detailed letter about their reactions when I get to school and get settled down again."
"Good, now get on the train before you go miss it!"
Hermione hugged both of her parents before turning to walk through the wall to platform 9 ¾.
"See you next summer!"
As the platform materialized before her, Hermione felt a great amount of excitement building up inside her chest.
'This almost didn't happen.' She thought to herself as she looked around at the crowd of students and their families that was significantly less than years past.
The war had ended on a good note for the Order just two months before. It ended with Harry being killed by Voldemort, but was brought back because Voldemort had unknowingly made Harry into a horacrux when he tried to kill Harry when he was one year old. As Harry, Ron and Hermione emerged from the forest, there was a joyous uproar from the awaiting crowds. All three were picked up and carried to their awaiting headmistress.
The grounds of Hogwarts had never looked better after that day, now that the threat of danger was gone and a new light was able to engulf the whole of Hogwarts. Everywhere you looked; there was a new euphoric glow about as if the spirits with in the trees, grass, and even Hogwarts itself was celebrating their triumph.
Sighing at the memories, she got back to her task at hand. "Where could Harry and Ron be?" Hermione asked herself as she made her way to the infamous scarlet steam engine that was happily puffing away as students started to pile into its' compartments.
"Hey, Hermione!"
As Hermione was turning around towards the direction she had just heard her name in, she ran right into Draco Malfoy, who had been talking to the Head Boy, Blaise Zabini. Looking up, she became very flustered because she had just run head long into the two most attractive men at Hogwarts.
"Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry that I ran into you… Oh hello Draco, Blaise."
Draco nodded his head towards her, slightly in shock. Blaise turned his full attention to her and said, "Hello, Hermione. You are aware that we have our own compartment, right?"
"Yes, Blaise. I was just heading towards the train to find Harry and Ron."
"They got on at the other end of the train not ten minutes ago."
"Oh, thank you! See you later!" Hermione shouted as she ran down the side of the train, weaving in and out of the packs of students milling onto the train.
At the very end of the train compartments, Hermione found Ron, and Harry talking animatedly to each other, gesturing quite a bit while Ginny sat there next to Harry, unable to remove her eyes from the side of Harrys' face. As Hermione opened and closed the door, she turned around to find three varying expressions on the faces of the inhabitants of the compartment. Ginny had a huge grin on her face; Harry had a look of great surprise; but Ron's look worried her the most out of all three.
"Excuse us, but can we help you?"
"Ron, you are such a stupid prat! Can't you see that that's Hermione? Hermione! You look great!" Hinny squealed at the end, jumping up to give her friend a well missed hug.
"Hermione?"
"Yes, Ron?"
"What have you done with yourself? You're HOT!"
"Well, thank you for your astute observation, Ron. I might not call it that, but I appreciate the compliment nonetheless." Hermione replied, making sure to add in plenty of sarcasm and even throw in an eye roll.
"Ron, please put your tongue back in your head. If you don't do it soon, I will do it for you." Ginny threatened, pulling her wand out of her purse. Ron automatically straightened. As Hermione sat with them, she smiled as she turned to Harry, whom had remained silent during the entire interaction between her and Ron.
"Hi Harry. Did you have a good summer?"
"Yeah, I found a place to live in out in Godric's Hallow since the spells that were put on my Aunt's house wore off on my seventeenth birthday."
"Wow, Harry, that's great!"
"Yeah, it is. It isn't much, just 6 bedrooms, 6 bathrooms. I figured that once school was over, you guys could move in during the summer for a while since you're my only real family." Harry said, blushing as he finished.
"Right on, mate! I definitely will be taking you up on your offer. No more goblins above my head!" Ron added dreamily before sobering, "What about Ginny?"
"I'm staying with Mum and Dad for another year while I'm in school so that I can help them cope with Fred's death."
They all nodded their heads. Harry turned, finally, to Hermione. "What about you, Hermione?"
"Well, I am definitely not saying no, but I have a year to think about it, right?"
"Oh, okay." Harry replied, rather dejectedly.
"I will think about it, Harry!" Hermione insisted.
"I believe you."
They sat talking after the sweets cart passed them, Ron and Harry falling back into their conversation about Quidditch, Hermione being asked by Ginny about her beauty secrets, owls and cats mewling and hooting softly, everyone unknowingly being watched by a passing pair of silver eyes.
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"Drakie!!" echoed a whiny screech as Draco and Blaise boarded the train at Kings Cross.
"Hullo, Pansy." Draco muttered as he sat down with Blaise in a currently vacant compartment.
"Oh, Drakie-poo! I've missed you so very much! This summer has been absolutely dreadful since I wasn't able to see you at all! Did you miss me too?"
"Not really, no."
"What do you mean, 'not really'?! What were you doing all summer?" Pansy gasped, "Is it another girl?! Are you cheating on me??" Pansy rounded on Blaise. "Is Draco cheating on me?"
Blaise sighed and looked at the pathetic excuse of a girl. "Pansy, how can Draco cheat on you when you two have never been 'together'?"
"Haha, nice try Blaise. Draco and I have been together since he asked me to the Yule Ball in fourth year. After we graduate from this god-awful excuse for a school, we're getting married. We have been betrothed since birth after all."
Blaise looked over to Draco for confirmation or denial, only to see a curt nod come from the blonde and a smug look of self-gratification on Pansy's pug face. Blaise lowered and shook his head.
"I'm so sorry, Draco."
"Oh well. There's nothing much that can be done about it now."
"Yeah," Blaise said simply. Looking at his watch, he gave a start. "Blimey! It's almost time for the meeting up at the head compartment! Draco, could you go find Granger for me?" Blaise asked, seeing the pleading look aimed at him from the blonde.
"Sure! I….I mean, fine. You owe me one for making me go look for that mudblood." Draco covered quickly, glad for the breathing room.
"Great! Thanks."
As they both left the compartment, heading in opposite directions, both Blaise and Draco distinctly heard Pansy huff, "Why should Draco have to look for the stupid Mudblood? Why couldn't he make a first year do it?" This made both Draco and Blaise snicker audibly as they went their separate ways.
When Draco found the Golden Trio, he hid just out of sight, watching as Hermione talked buoyantly with the youngest Weasley, admiring her tame hair, chocolaty hazel eyes and beautiful smile, before shaking himself and putting on his most Malfoy-like smirk before entering, hearing their chatter automatically stop.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Ron spat at him.
"Granger." Draco said, raising his nose as if there was something unpleasant smelling floating in the air. Ginny giggled at his response, causing him to roll his eyes.
"What 'choo want Hermione for?"
"I don't, Weasel-bee. The Head Boy requested that I find her because the Prefect meeting started five minutes ago and we're late."
Hermione gasped and her eyes grew to the size of small softballs, Draco was taken aback when he heard some very colorful words come from her petite form as she clamored for her robes and "HG" pin.
"Well, well, I didn't know the Head Girl knew French." Draco said, knowing full well that she wasn't speaking French, being fluent in it himself.
"Shut up, Malfoy."
Draco raised his hands as she passed him to head to the loo to change, laughing.
"Easy there, Granger. I'm just having a bit of fun."
At hearing her let out a huff of annoyance, Draco turned and, reluctantly, headed towards the prefects compartment. As he sat listening to Pansy simper about how mean Blaise was, all the while gripping his arm so hard that he had lost all feeling in his arm, Draco chuckled under his breath when he watched Hermione dash into the compartment, completely out of breath.
Ok, so I hope you all liked the first chapter. Didn't really move very far, but like I said at the beginning, I have a fair few chapters in store for this story, and I'm not even done yet! So take the little clicker thingy called a mouse and move it to the bottom and click on the Review! Chocolate cookies and Tom wait when you do. )