Chapter 1

Oh god. There she is. Just turn around and walk back down that hall. Who needs breakfast, anyway? Just turn around. Now, before she-

"Draco!" Her voice rang down the hallway. What was he supposed to do, keep walking after everyone had heard her call?

Draco turned around slowly and made eye contact. She smiled at him and stood outside the door to the Great Hall, waiting with the two boys who never left her side.
It was quite funny, really. She stood in the middle, beaming at Draco as if he were the only person in the world. The other two were looking at him very uncertainly. Like they didn't know if they could trust him, even after everything.

Draco walked down the hall towards them, wondering how this would all play out.
I'll be civil. As long as they don't try anything. I'd like to think that things would calm down now. After six years of hate, and everything that happened last year... I'm willing to try and patch things up. "Good morning, Potter. Weasley." He looked at each of them in turn, and paused with his eyes on her. He even gave her a small smile. "Granger."

"You can call us by our first names. Really." She began to walk inside, expecting them all to follow. They did. Draco about to respond, when Ron butted his way in.

"Hermione, maybe you're alright with him, but I'm not sure if I am. I'm certainly not ready to be on a first name basis with the bloke." Draco kept quiet, and Harry said as he put one hand on each of the other boys' shoulders, "I've had enough fighting for a lifetime. We are here to finish out our last year at Hogwarts, yeah? Why can't we all do it together, leaving everything in the past?" Draco watched Ron stiffen a bit, and his face scrunched up under his mop of ginger hair. But then he took a deep breath, turned to Draco with a hand extended, and said, "No hard feelings, mate. Care to join us for some breakfast?" Draco took the hand and shook it. Harry and Ron sat down to eat immediately, leaving Hermione and Draco standing. She pointed to the side of the table opposite of the boys and they went to sit down.

As they ate and chatted, Draco found himself... happy. He was being accepted and forgiven by the people he had caused so much pain. Maybe this could be a good year.

At one point he saw Hermione with a small bit of parchment on her lap, scrawling a note in that beautiful handwriting of hers. Her multi-shaded hair fell across her shoulder and shaded her face. Draco found himself staring. He didn't want to be caught, so he looked away and turned back to his breakfast. Towards the end of the meal, Hermione bumped his arm and put something into his lap. She leaned over and whispered, "Read it later."

After breakfast was finished, the three Gryffindors began to walk back to their common room, saying they would meet back up with Draco later on. He nodded, turning to face the other direction to walk back to the Slytherin common room. Before he did, though, he remembered the note Hermione had given him. He pulled it out of his pocket and unfolded it.

Welcome to the Golden Trio

was written across the paper. Draco spun around to see the Gryffindors just turning the corner to go up a flight of stairs. He wasn't sure if he was imagining or not, but right before they disappeared from sight, Draco thought he saw Hermione smiling at him. And that was when he knew he was done for.

Okay, well... This was a first chapter, my first fic ever, actually. Please read and review it!
Thank you, Neen