Foes to Friends

A/N- This is my first fan fiction! Please be gentle, but constructive criticism is welcome. This took me a couple of days to think of a great idea, and then it took me 2 days to write. Special thanks to Kalea, my friend, who beta-ed my fic, and helped me through the process of writing. I hope all of you guys like Foes to Friends, please review it so I can see what you guys think, or ideas for the next chapter, I have some in mind, but you guys really make it better!

DISCLAIMER- I, Lauren, do not own any of Harry Potter or any of J.K. Rowling's work. Don't sue me! I'm only doing this to expand my mind and entertain other people with the talents that my gracious Lord gave me. (I also do not own any of the movie Wimbledon) You shall see why in the end A/N.

PROLOUGE

It was the beginning of the lonely times for Hermione Granger. The sixth year of being a student at Hogwarts was depressing for everyone. Hermione had gone through a whole lot more than any other student at Hogwarts; between excelling in all of her classes, and battling Voldemort, this was no ordinary student.

During the summer, Hermione stayed with Harry and Ron, who spent their summer with the Order. Ron was being rather crabby lately; Hermione suspected something was up. Harry was depressed about the death of Sirius Black, and would sleep most of the days. Hermione would describe her situation like being stuck between a rock and a hard place.

CHAPTER 1- Close Encounters of the Slytherin Kind

Harry, Ron, and Hermione stepped onto the train with mixed feelings. "Ron! Hurry up! We won't get a good seat if you don't move your lazy ass" spat Harry. Hermione sighed; she knew this wouldn't be a pleasant train ride. Luckily enough, the trio found an empty cabin, but it smelled pretty awful.

"UH! What is that putrid smell" asked Ron, extremely disgusted.

"I don't know" whispered Hermione as she pinched her nose"But everyone else is full by the looks of it, so we have to deal with it."

Great, Hermione thought, I'm stuck with these bastards and it smells like the person who sat in this cabin before us died"

The train ride was pretty boring, back and forth Harry and Ron went at it, and over the most stupid things have you ever heard! Quidditch, Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, and food. Ron must be hungry, Hermione pondered.

After a few moments, everyone on the train heard"WILL YOU GUYS CUT IT OUT" Hermione finally burst out like she's been bottling anger for a long time.

"I AM SICK AND TIRED OF ALL OF YOUR WHINNING AND MOANING AT GOD KNOWS WHAT"

Harry and Ron had this utter look of confusion upon their faces.

"OH DON'T MAKE IT LOOK LIKE YOU GUYS DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT"

Finally, Hermione stormed out of the quarters and headed straight to lavatory.

Sitting on the toilet seat, Hermione sobbed like there was no tomorrow. She was disgusted at Harry and Ron, not only for their stupidity, but their selfishness. Just as she tried to stop, she burst out crying once again. After 10 minutes, Hermione tried to calm herself down. She decided that lying in the floor would help her; it always has in situations like this for some odd reason. As she was lying there, there was a gentle knock on the door. Curious, had someone been there listening?

"Who's there" Hermione demanded.

"Uhh, I need to use the bathroom badly, can you hurry up" called a voice she didn't recognize.

Well, at least it's not those imbeciles, Hermione meditated.

"Okay, hold on one more moment" she responded.

Looking in the mirror, Hermione looked like she cried for ages and the pool blue mascara was smeared on her face. Hermione inhaled and then exhaled, and slowly opened the door. Who other than Draco Malfoy was coolly leaning against the wall. Wow he's really changed, look at that sexy body! Hermione was dazed at his silvery eyes. Why hasn't she noticed this before?

"Granger are you just going to stand there? Because, unlike you, I have places to go, people to criticize. I know you just fantasize about my sexy body, but please, you're starting to drool." Hermione snapped out of her gaze, and felt herself blush.

"Ah, I see little mudblood has a crush on Drakie-poo", snickered Malfoy.

"I am not in love with your hideous blinding blonde hair and the ridiculous face that would make a clown laugh, and I never will be. EVER." Hermione was proud of herself. Standing up to one of her long-time foes felt great.

After the confrontation with Malfoy, Hermione was debating where to sit. It was either sit with the stupid gits, find Lavender Brown and Pavarti Patil, or find an empty cabin. Lavender and Pavarti always gossip about every little noise that goes around Hogwarts. That would be a bad idea, considering they would wonder why she's not with Ron and Harry. So Hermione set out on her quest to find an empty, or partially empty cabin. It didn't really matter, Hermione just wanted to get away from it all.

Many cabins later, near the front of the train, Hermione finally found a cabin that was empty, but had some luggage within it. She shrugged, thinking it was probably just an extra storage room. Settling into the room, Hermione found herself very tired for some reason. A little shuteye will do me well. She curled up with a blanket, and fell asleep.

There she was, standing in a dark room. She could not tell where she was; the room was in extreme darkness. A single light, down the corridor or something appearing to look like, appeared out of nowhere. The light got closer and closer until finally the whole room was illuminated. It seemed to be blinding for a couple moments, but then she saw everything clearly. The person holding the light had blonde hair and was VERY tall. Curiously, she called,

"Who's there"

"STUPID MUDBLOOD GET OFF ME"

Snapping back to reality, she realized that she was lying down on her worst enemy's chest.

"What in the name of Merlin are you doing in here" exclaimed Hermione.

"Bloody hell, I should be asking you that! Are you like a stalker or something Granger? First the bathroom incident, now this" Draco spat.

Hermione then wondered how she ended up on Malfoy's chest in the first place.

"How did I get to your smelly hairy chest anyways" Hermione questioned.

"Whoa, wait. First of all I do NOT have a hairy chest." Draco lifted up his shirt to show her.

Oh my dear lord! That chest is so fine! Look at those toned abs and six pack! He really does need a tan, though. I can't believe I underestimated him!

"Hey, I told you that nobody could resist my sexiness, but please stop gaping at me" Draco said with an attitude.

Hermione looked away and rolled her eyes. How can she fall asleep on him if she fell asleep on a pillow? Hermione realized she either was placed there for a prank or it was for real. Did Draco have feelings for Hermione?

The Hogwarts Express came to a slow stop. Thank God, Hermione thought relived, we're finally here. I missed Hogwarts. She left without saying anything to Draco, realizing that the sooner she was out of there, the less awkwardness there was. Draco smirked as she left, and then she starting sprinting down the train's aisle.

Running into almost everyone, and hearing comments like"Watch where you're going" or "God damn it, Granger" but Hermione didn't really care. As long as it's not Draco.

She then got to her luggage, then remembering that she forgot to put on her robes. Oh well, I'll change in the carriage. Harry and Ron won't mind, but then again…oh who cares.

As Hermione got in the carriage, she realized Ron and Harry had seemed to cool down.

"Hey Hermione, we're really sorry for being jerks. Will you ever forgive us" pleaded Harry.

Hermione gave the slightest nod, and gave them each a hug.

"Uh, Hermione? You don't have your robes on yet" questioned Ron.

"Oh, right. Well, um, if it's alright, can I change in here" Hermione politely asked.

There was an awkward silence, and Ron said with a crack in his voice"Okay."

"You guys won't mind right" Hermione said nervously. Harry nodded and looked at her eyes, as almost like he was saying"You can trust us."

Hermione took out her plain, but familiar, Gryffindor robes, and a pair of dark blue jeans and a simple, but still elegant, pink Abercrombie and Fitch t-shirt (Muggle clothes company). She noted that she was wearing a skirt, so there wouldn't be any awkwardness when she put her jeans on. The struggle was going to be when she took off her shirt that she already had on. She was wearing a white Roxy tank top, with red, orange, and yellow stripes in the middle. Her skirt was also from that Muggle brand Roxy, a flimsy white skirt with red and orange flowers on it. Thank goodness Ron and Harry weren't watching because she practically took off her bra when she took off her tank top, but then put it back down and fixed it. Embarrassed? Yes, but not as embarrassed if Harry and Ron had been watching.

"Okay guys I'm done now."

"Good, I thought I was going to see Hogwarts before you were done" Ron said sarcastically.

"Oh do please shut up" Hermione said with a passion. The carriage stopped. They were at Hogwarts finally.

A/N- What do you guys think? It took me a while, I don't know when chapter 2 is going to be up, I'm thinking of a plot, but with your guy's reviews, I can make chapter 2 possible! I've been really busy lately because I have stupid play practice all the time, TONS of homework, (hehe I haven't finished my homework as of now, and it's 9:26…oops.) and all the normal duties of being a fourteen-year old gal. PLEASE REVIEW! BTW, I got that "oh do please shut up" from the movie Wimbledon. I watched it at Steph's house at one of her numerous sleepovers, and that line stuck to my mind. Sheila had the Brits! LMAO. W/e