A/N: Hey people, this is my first fic ;)! Hope you like it! Reviews please!!!!!!! LOVE U GUYZ!!!!! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------- Hermione sat alone in the Hogwarts express, trying not to feel sick by looking out the window. First day sick, obviously one of Hermione's favorite drills to do on a Monday morning, especially the"Inhail....Exhail....and let it GO (Barf in easier terms)". She felt her stomach grumble, "not the low fat oatmeal...not the low fat oatmeal!" Hermione thought as she clutched her mouth. Then there was a knock on the screen door. "Great! One more thing happening before I BARF all over the chairs" she thought as she unlocked the latch on the door. In walked a familiar face, Ron, her best friend, a.k.a a guy that would always be there for her to barf on. "Ron" she gasped "your just in time" Hermione grumbled as she lay down on the soft red train seat. "Oh, one of your early Monday barfing sensations eh?" Ron said, not looking too surprised. Ron took out an empty plastic bag out of his pocket, and put it right under Hermione's gaping mouth. Then, after a few mumbles of displeasure, out came the oatmeal. "Too low fat, not good!" Ron smiled as he took the barf bag and threw it in the trash bag. After Hermione finally got back to her sense, she immediately hugged Ron. She had missed him so much over the summer; thank god Earrel had sent letters to the right address. Ron was happy to see Mione too, just not too happy to be her barf bag holder. Hermione and Ron decided to go find Harry, since they hardly got letters from him in the summer; it was hard to know what was going on. Ron ran to the room were Harry and Ginny were busy playing Chess. As Hermione walked in the door, she saw that Harry had grown a lot taller since last year. Before Harry could look up and actually look at Hermione, she was already hugging him and crying at the same time. "E.Q problems..." Ginny smiled as she went back to playing Chess. Hermione suddenly felt her stomach rumble, it was coming again. "Hey...um...I um...I needa go to the little loo girls...I mean the like room loo.... I mean the bathroom," Hermione said as she ran out the door.

"EARTH TO MALFOY?" Blaise waved his hand in front of Draco's face as Draco stared into space. "Blaise, can you STOP waving your fricken hand in my fricken face, because I am fricken trying to concentrate!" Draco said as he once again stared into space. Draco had been thinking about what his father was saying all morning... it was always DRACO this and DRACO that, and WHY CAN'T YOU BE LIKE ME DRACO! Today he purposely jelled his hair up so it looked spiky so that firstly, girls would fall for him in seconds (read it from a book "How to be come SEX-A-Y in 1 day"), and secondly if he did jell his hair back, it reminded him too much of his father. Its not like Draco hated his father, it just seemed annoying how he was always asking Draco to do things for him, like all the crappy stuff, NEVER anything interesting! The thought of Luscious made Draco feel sick "UGH...help me god!" Draco said as he felt his breakfast come out. Blaise as usual, had to save the day, so he took Draco's lunch bag, and let him flow all over it. As Draco got back to himself, he realized that his breakfast was all over his lunch. "Great combination!" Blaise smirked as Draco walked out the door.

Draco walked along the train's corridor, looking through windows as he passed by. Every time a girl saw him, they would either bash their eyelashes at him or licked their lips. "The hair gel's working" Draco mumbled as he gave horny looks to all the girls he passed by. Just as she thought he was doing perfectly well, he bumped into some careless person that was holding a glass of water. "IDIOT!" he said without looking up, as he glared down at his wet se-through shirt. "Sorry" said a familiar voice; he looked up to see who it was, and found two shiny brown eyes staring back at him. She had long wavy brown hair, and pink cupid bow lips, it was.... it couldn't be! "Mudblood...you spilt water on my new shirt!" Draco exclaimed as he tried not to look too surprised about Hermione's change in face and beauty. "It was an accident, OK!" She said, as she tried he best to sound Harsh, obviously failing. Hermione then ran down the corridor, trying not to cry, and then turned around and yelled at Draco: "You don't believe in accidents do you?" "No...YOU'RE RIGHT I DON'T.....AND I DON'T INTEND TO!!!!!!!" Draco said as felt a rush of anger and go up inside him! "Ugh!" he said as he stormed back into the compartment.