DISREQUARDS HBP&DH

Chapter One:

Hermione sat in the compartment with her two best friends: Ron and Harry. She was reading the daily prophet, waiting to arrive at Hogwarts. Hermione was going back for her seventh year to graduate properly.

"I think Malfoy's a death eater." Harry said.

Hermione looked up from the paper and gave him a look. "That's impossible…He's only seventeen."

"You never know, Hermione…He's a creepy bloke." Ron said.

"I know what I saw, and Hermione you saw it too!"

"I told you, Harry, I don't know what I saw." She stated.

"I know it's true," Harry insisted.

Draco was walking over to his compartment with Pansy and Blaise when he heard Weasel, Potty and Granger talking about him.

"He's a creepy bloke," Ron said.

"Draco, over here!" Pansy called.

He turned and saw her in a few compartments back. "I'm coming." He listened for a little more then walked over to his friends.

"What took you so long to get here, mate?" Blaise Zabini asked.

"Too many stupid prat first years blocking the walk ways." He said as he sat down.

"Well hopefully we'll be at Hogwarts soon," Pansy said. She was practically sitting on Draco's lap.

"Ugh, I don't even want to finish school this year, but mum's making me. She says it'll do me good whatever the hell that's supposed to mean."

"But the last year is always the best," Pansy was trying to get Draco in a better mood for her sake. She didn't want to be the depressed guy's girlfriend.

"Whatever," was all he said.

"Harry can we please stop talking about Malfoy?" Hermione asked, getting pretty fed up.

"Yeah, mate. You haven't stopped talking about him since we got on the train." Ron said. He seemed annoyed also.

Harry's mouth closed. "Yeah, sorry about that, guys. I didn't realize I was talking about it so much."

Ron and Hermione exchanged looks and chuckled. "I need to get some air," Hermione said. "This compartment is so stuffy." She stood up and walked out of the compartment. She looked behind her and noticed Draco Malfoy a few compartments behind hers. He looked at her also.

She walked slowly toward the other direction; she was heading for the trolley. For some reason, she was in the mood for a licorice wand. As she was walking, she felt the train shift and she almost fell over.

Draco got up from his seat, saying he had to stretch his legs a bit. He didn't move from his friends, but his eyes were on Hermione who was walking to the trolley. He suddenly felt the train shift and he almost fell over too.

The lights turned off and the train was tipping over on its side. "What's going?" Draco found himself saying, "What is it?"

He saw people in the distance. Potter's nose was bleeding and Luna took off her stupid looking spectacles. Ron stuck his head out of the compartment as did all the other students.

The train jolted backwards and Hermione was flung back. She bumped into Draco and they both fell over, landing in an empty compartment. Both hit their heads and became unconscious. The door slid shut by itself and it locked itself too. Screams erupted throughout the train is it tipped over on its right side.

It was official…The Hogwarts Express had crashed. But how?