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Chapter Two
As the Hogwarts Express screeched to a stop outside the Hogwarts castle, students rushed out of the train compartments.
Hermione met up with Ron, Harry and Ginny, her three friends throwing disdainful looks at Malfoy, whom they had guessed was the year's Head Boy.
The four students entered the Great Hall and sat at the long table that had red and gold banners above it. The Gryffindors exchanged greetings and the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs followed suit, even some of the Slytherins did too.
Then the sorting began, and the students from each house cheered for whoever got into their house.
As Professor McGonagall stood up and clinked her fork against her crystal goblet, the chattering of the students subsided.
"Excuse Me, but Professor Dumbledore would like to say a few words." She called out, her voice shrill like it had always been.
Dumbledore stood up slowly, as if age were catching up with his frail body. "Students, one and all," he said, a faint wheezing in his voice, "Welcome to another year at Hogwarts! I would like to caution everyone this year, to be aware of everything going on around you. I hate to be the bringer of bad news, but the Dark Lord has returned to power this year," some students cringed while others gasped, but Harry, on the other hand, had to reaction, "The castle, as you know is very well guarded, but still, I would like everyone to take caution. Now, that I am done, let us dig in!"
As he finished his speech, platters of food appeared magically on everyone's plate. The First Years, having never seen this much food before, mouths dropped open in shock.
Hermione and Draco followed Professor McGonagall up to their dormitories as they were instructed to after dinner. Hermione and Draco keep their distance grudgingly. Soon, Professor McGonagall stopped outside a portrait of a girl with her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders riding bareback on her chestnut mare.
"Alright, Mister Malfoy, Miss Granger, this is your dormitory," Professor McGonagall said.
She entered, showed them the common room. Hermione could do nothing but stare. In the common room, the fire in the fireplace was glowing faintly, giving the room its warmth and there was an elegant-looking couch set.
Professor McGonagall pointed at a painting of an aged wizard with wrinkled skin and big unblinking eyes and said," Alright, Mister Malfoy, this is your room, and this, Miss Granger," she said, pointing to another painting that was beside the one that lead to Draco's room of a mermaid sitting on a rock," is your room, both of you will have to choose a password,"
"Fine," both students said in unison.
And with that, Professor McGonagall bade them goodbye and goodnight.
"Right, Mudblood, we- -"Draco began but was cut off my Hermione pointing her wand at his throat and saying in a dangerous voice," Never call me Mudblood again, NEVER!"
Draco brushed her wand away carelessly. "Whatever, HERMIONE," he said, emphasizing on her name.
"That's better, DRACO," she said, emphasizing on his name.
That was the last thing they said too each other as they headed to their rooms.
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