Hermione fingered the red and black strap of her guitar case with a small pout. "Yeeeesss. Come on, Mom"
Lynnette crumpled. "Alright. Just don't complain to me when you have a massive hernia"
Her daughter laghed. Her guitar was like her new best friend. The irony of this thought hit her as she remembered the falling out she'd had with Harry and Ron at the end of sixth year. "Hmph!" she thought. She figured her shiny red, black, and white striped electric guitar was a better friend then they had ever been. "Snap out of it,Herm!" her father commanded. "We have to go now if you don't want to be late and miss the train!" "Gah!" Hermione ran for the car. "Smooth move, genius! What would they think of the Head Girl showed up late"
Hermione stood on her toes to see above the crowds on Platform 9 2/3 . It wasn't to much avail, though. There wasn't anyone worth looking for, really, now that she and the boys had separated. She felt somewhat alone in the crowd. "At least I'm cute.." she thought wryly, but it was true. She'd quite blossomed over the summer. She'd grow at leat three inches, filled out a little, and tamed her hair. And just then, standing there in her slim black jeans and red shirt that had "ROCKER" emblazoned across the front,she didn't look too bad.
Well, that's what the tall blonde young man standing behind her thought, anyway. And that might've been what influenced his next move, which was to go up behind her, while she was vulnerable and unsuspecting, and whispering, " Looking for someone, Granger"
She gave a jolt and fell of her toes quite violently and onto the guy behind her, who happened to be none other than Draco Malfoy, Prince of Slytherin.
"Whoa!" he exclaimed and could do nothing but catch the falling girl,lest they both topple over.
"Sorry-" she started dusting herself off, but then saw who it was who caused her fall. " Oh. What's your problem"
He smirked. " I've a great many and no derie to speak of them, but since you asked...firstly, I'm a Head, which I can only you are too, which is, in itself, something of a problem. Oh, and Harry Potter is still alive, which just kills me!" he raised an eyebrow at her hard-set expression. "And I'm guessing I hit a sore nerve"
"No, Malfoy," she said icily. Her next words shocked him. "I'd just hate to think that we'd have anything in common." And with that, she turned on her heel and walked away, onto the train.
Once she'd reported to the Head Cabin, met with the Prefects, and found a compartment to sit in (all sans Malfoy), she pulled out her guitar (she'd named it George) and tried to decide what to play. She was a bit depressed-feeling, so something uptempo and maybe a little crazy definitely appealed to her. Coming to a conclusion, she tuned George and began to play an edited version of "All the Things She Said" by t.a.T.u., a Russian acid jazz group.
"All the things she said
All the things she said
Running through my head
Running through my head
All the things she said
I'm in serious ----, I feel totally lost
If I'm asking for help, it's only because
Being with you has opened my eyes
Could I ever believe such a perfect surprise?"
Before she could sing the second chorus, she heard applause from the doorway of her cabin. She looked up to see two boys standing a few feet in front of her and grinning. One she recognized as the duty-negligent Head Boy, the other she was unable to identify.
"Malfoy, why are you and your boyfriend satnding in my doorway clapping?" she asked acidly.
"One, this is not my boyfriend but my cousin; you know I don't swing that way. Two, did you go deaf and not hear yourself? That was really...pretty good," he replied almost hesitant to say nice things about a long-time enemy.
His cousin, who resembled him enough execept that he was taller with curly brown hair, elbowed him. " Draco Whatever-your-middle-name-is Malfoy! I do believe that was a gross understatement! It would be like saying Lucius is a 'little bit moody' or that Dumbledore is 'a wee bit eccentric'. I'm sorry, my cousin has a natural aversion to kindness." He held out his hand, "I'm Salem Malfoy. I just tranferred this year from Durmstrang."