A/N: Hello this is my first attempt at a fan fiction! Big thanks to Your Wildest Dreams!!!! Hello to B.A.A. members and Yoda lovers everywhere. Disclaimer: I in no way, shape, or form own any of these characters unfortunately .

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Chapter 1~ So It Begins~

It had been a long summer break for Hermione Granger. The hot summer days had trickled by leading up to her reunion with her best friends. She peered out over the crowded platform of 9 3/4 desperately searching for the two faces she had longed to see for the last few months. Changes had come quickly over break no longer a bushy-haired, flat-chested know-it-all the whole school thought she was. It had taken what seemed like hours to pick out what she wanted to wear. She finally settled on a pink tank top and blue jean mini-skirt that fit her figure perfectly. While she leaned against her luggage cart her sparkling brown eyes darted back and forth looking for familiar faces. She tapped her white sneaker rhythmically and twirled a piece of straight, chestnut brown hair around her finger while biting her bottom lip.

"Where are those two? Shouldn't they be here by now?" She spoke aloud, peering out over the hustle and bustle of the Hogwarts students. Just then a group of red heads and Harry appeared before the wall.

"Harry, Ron over here," she yelled frantically, waving her arms to get their attention. Harry gave a huge grin when he saw her and shoved Ron, pointing in her direction. Ron turned a bit pink and waved but swiftly turned away to say good-bye to his parents. Walking towards her Hermione couldn't help but notice they had changed as well. Both boys had grown taller. Harry's stride was confident. The Quidditch training was finally paying off with broad shoulders and hard muscles showing from under his shirt. . His vibrant green eyes sparkled with happiness as he flashed her another smile. Ron on the other hand was tall and lanky but his red hair was tipped in blonde, which made it look like even more like fire. Hermione's heart leapt and she started walking towards them.

" Hermione you look great how was...." his words got muffled in her hair as Harry enveloped her in a huge bear hug.

" Hermione, why haven't you written much over the summer? We missed you at the Burrow." Ron said, flashing her his big puppy dog eyes.

" Aww, don't be mad guys! I've just had so much to do with the family trips, my extra classes, and Crookshanks of all things had to get sick after eating a toad's liver from one of my potions. I just haven't had time."

" Excuses, excuses," Ron said in a slightly airy voice while shaking his head but with a big grin he added, " You know we could never be mad at you."

" I know!," she replied, kissing him on the cheek.

" Come on guys, we better hurry if we want to find a free compartment." Harry said. while resetting his levitation charm on the luggage.

The Hogwarts Express was crowded as usual. The trio had to pass five compartments before they came to one free of making-out couples or scared first years.

" Finally! I thought we would never find one," Ron plopped down on the seat across from Hermione. " So Harry, have you heard of the new brooms the Greenland Wombats are using this year?" Harry and Ron were soon deep in conversation about Quidditch and playing tactics. Hermione rolled her eyes. She knew they would be at this for a while but they could catch up later. Besides, this would be a good time to read up on Advanced Transfiguration. Pulling out a thick red book from her bag she was soon engulfed in her favorite thing in the world--learning.

An hour or so had passed and the boys' conversation had switched from Quidditch, to girls, to food, to what they did over the summer, to Dumbledore, to Voldemort, and back to food again. Hermione had put up her book when the candy trolley had come by. Harry was now debating with Ron which Every Flavor jellybean was the worst. Looking down at her watch she said, "Merlin guys, look what time it is...we're almost there!" All three peered out the window into the distance searching for the first glimpse of Hogwarts. Clouds were setting in and it looked like it would be a rainy night.

" I'm going to go get my robe on," Hermione said throwing a bag over her shoulder " I'll be right back." She pulled open the compartment door and was momentarily stunned to be met by Draco Malfoy. Draco had also changed over the summer. Like Harry, he had grown taller and more muscular. Something was different however; his eyes, silvery-blue, showed depth deeper than the darkest ocean but still were as cold as ice. An evil smirk spread across his handsome face.

" Hello Granger. I see that over the summer you've managed, if possible, to get even uglier!", His faithful goons, Crabbe and Goyle, snickered at his flanks. Hermione clenched her fists as Harry and Ron stood up behind her. Dropping the bag, she whipped out her wand.

" What do you want Malfoy?" Harry growled.

" Do I have to have an appointment to see the famous Scarface, Weasel and Big Tooth?"

" Beat it Ferret-boy, you're not wanted here," Ron sputtered out furiously, his ears growing to a dangerous shade of red.

"So Weasel, how's that trash bin you call a home holding up? I'm sure you have the rats to keep you company." Harry immediately grabbed Ron back to keep him from the greasy-haired Slytherin.

" Shut up, Malfoy!" Harmione yelled.

" Tut tut, you have to have the little Mudblood stand up for you."

"How's your dad doing in Azkaban now that the whole wizarding world knows what scum the Malfoys are? Maybe a dementor will kiss him to put him out of his misery." Ron lashed, coming within a few inches of the Slytherin's face. Malfoy's eyes narrowed.

" You will not speak of my father like that, you filthy git!" He shouted, pointing his wand towards Ron's heart. Immediately the trio was doing the same to Malfoy.

" You'll pay for that." ,Malfoy said and muttered something under his breath. A whisp of pink smoke issued forth from his wand, surrounding Ron in a thick veil. A loud crack echoed off the walls and the air cleared. Ron's clothes were lying on the floor but there was no Ron.

" Malfoy, where's Ron?!" Hermione shrieked but before she could finish a small creature floated up from the pile of robes until it was eye-level to Hermione.

"Ron...is that you?" His eyes showed a pale pink against his dark green face. Clear, delicate wings fluttered out from his back. He would have been completely bare were it not for the golden leaf that doubled as a loin clothe and golden curled slippers on his feet. But the most amazing thing of all is that Ron was now about the size of Hermione's pinky.

"Ron you're a.....you're a.....pixie." Harry's jaw dropped.

" Malfoy you stupid...." but Ron clasped his hands over his mouth as soon as heard his own high, shrilly voice. " What the...oh, crap." Ron gawked as he looked down at himself and quickly flew into the compartment. Malfoy and his goons were now laughing hysterically, doubling over their sides.

"Change him back now!" ,Harry shouted growing angrier than ever, pointing his wand between Malfoy's eyes. " Before I curse you with a thousand boiling warts."

" Calm down Potty, I think your little friend looks much better as a small woodland creature." There was more laughing from his "friends."

" Now, Malfoy or I'll--"

" Or you'll what, going running to Dumbledore, crying like a baby about how big mean Malfoy was picking on you? You always have to cry to someone else. 'My scar hurts, I don't feel good, waa, waa, waa!' Well, Potter it looks like Dumbledore can't help you out this time. This is an Enlightenment Curse and for all of you who have an I.Q. below two--mainly you--that means that the spell won't be taken off until the task I put on it is done."

"What?"

"He's right, Harry, in order for an Enlightenment Curse to be lifted someone has to complete the task given by whomever set the curse." Hermione added.

" Very good, Granger, you are good for something." Before Hermione could retort Harry spoke.

"So then the task would be....?"

" A duel Potter...a simple duel. No teachers, no Dumbledore...just you and me. We go until one of us is unconscious or dead."

" What's the catch?" Harry asked suspiciously.

"No catch...just a fair chance for you to learn what it's like to go against a real Malfoy."

"Don't, Harry, it's a trick. He's planned this out...."

"I have to, Hermione, Ron cant stay in a mini skirt the whole year and you heard him, it's permanent until the task is....."

" I know, but something is suspicious. He's a Malfoy, remember!?!"

" I know, but I have to do this, I would do the same for you." Hermione looked into Harry's eyes, searching, pleading for another way.

Crossing her arms Hermione replied, " Fine, but I'm going with you so he doesn't try anything."

" Hermione, I think I can handle myself."

" I don't care. Either I go with you or I'm going straight to McGonagall."

" Figures." was all Malfoy could get out before she gave him an icy glare. Harry shrugged his shoulders and gave a sideways glance at the Slytherin.

" Potter, I really don't care if your little girlfriend comes, it will make the victory even more sweeter when she sees you lose. Besides, if I wanted to take you out she couldn't stop me anyway." Hermione couldn't help but roll her eyes at this. Just then a loud 'squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek' came from inside the compartment.

" Fine then, meet me at twelve o'clock behind Hagrid's hut...don't be late." With that he turned his back to the two Gryffindor's and strolled down the hall with his goons lagging behind him.

" I really hate that boy," Hermione muttered.

" Tell me about it." Harry replied. Another louder 'squeek' came from the compartment.

" Oh no! Crookshanks, Ron! " Hermione's face paled. Both friends ran into the compartment.

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A/N: So what did you think? I know it's not much but lets start the new year off right and review! I shall put all of my little heart into the next chapter just for you!

Happy New Year~ Dawn