Meeting
Hermione sat on the Hogwarts Express, looking out of her window. She reached for a picture inside of her trunk. It showed her mother and her father. In the middle was Hermione when she was six years old and without her two front teeth. Hermione felt her teeth to make sure they were still there.
She looked up and saw a boy standing in the window of her alone compartment. His hair was blonde and slicked back to the back of his head. His eyes were a beautiful green that seemed too perfect to be true. A half-grin was on his face, showing off his perfect cheekbones. In an instant his eyes went to hers and Hermione saw something. A future. She couldn't explain it but she knew that this boy would play a large part in her life.
"Hey Draco!" came a voice from somewhere in the hallway. "Come see this."
The boy, who apparently was named Draco, looked once more at Hermione and then walked off to join his friend. Hermione sighed and looked back at her picture.
Just as instantly, there was a noise. Hermione looked up and saw a boy who had slammed into her compartment window. She gave a small giggle. The second boy very clumsily opened her compartment door and poked his face inside.
He had short black hair that was smoothed onto his head. He had small black eyes that were slightly concealed by his huge cheeks.
"Can I sit here?" he asked.
He looked into Hermione with his eyes. He seemed too sweet to leave by himself and like the boy before his eyes said that they would have a future.
"Sure," said Hermione. "No one else is sitting here."
"Thank you," said the boy as he put his trunk in the over head bin right next to Hermione's. "Nobody else would let me sit with them."
"Well that's not very nice of them," said Hermione.
"I'm not exactly the coolest person," said the boy. "People want to meet nice and attractive people like you-"
Neville quickly stopped. Hermione blushed and started to play with her hair. The boy went a bright red. Clearly he hadn't meant to say that.
"I'm Hermione," said Hermione, ending the awkwardness. "Hermione Granger." She held out her hand, asking him to shake it.
"I'm Neville," said the boy, taking Hermione's hand and shaking it. "Neville Longbottom."