Hey all! I have just discovered the wonders of fanfiction. I have all of these wonderful stories swimming in my head that will finally have a home. Please forgive my grammar.. punctuation.. yadda yadda.. I slept through English class throughout High School. It might take some time for chapters to pop up because I prefer pen and paper to PCs so transcribing is involved. Fill free to send comments or suggestions about the Harry Potter storyline.. I've read all the books and seen the movies but I am not too keen on the Harry Potter guidelines.. If you catch my drift... I have found this a way to strengthen my writing abilities that my teachers are so fond of, so I hope you enjoy rather than destroy.

Anywho, this story will be told through Hermoine and Mayla Moon Malfoy.. who will be making an appearance soon. It's gonna be a good one.. SO ENJOY!

Much Love,

Ash

The wonderful characters and storyline that I have borrowed belong to J.k. Rowling and her imagination.

The Tale Of Two Malfoys

Chapter One

Welcome Back

The sun began to set on the first day of classes at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The halls of the school buzzed with excitement as the children shared the stories of their summer. Talks of vacations to exotic places and shared accounts of that summers' Quidditch World Cup filtered through the ears of all the students except for one. Hermoine Granger, one of Hogwarts brightest, shuffled past the groups of chattering children and made her way to the cold stairs that led to the Dungeons. She stiffled a groan as she descended the stairway that led to her very last class of the day.

"Potions.." she grumbled to herself, "Why does Potions have to be the last class for the day?"

She sighed and heaved her bulging schoolbag higher onto her shoulder. Potions obviously wasn't a favorite class for Hermoine. Not that she didn't like the subject, the subject was absolutely fascinating, it was the teacher that drove her mad. Professor Severus Snape had made it a point to make Hermoines' life a living hell since her first year at Hogwarts. Not only was her teacher a torture, her Potions classmates were a headache too. Ofcourse she loved her fellow Gryffindors that shared the class with her, but the Slytherins that made up the other half were a totally different story.

You see, Slytherins hated all Gryffindors plain and simple, but none more than the Slytherin King himself, Draco Malfoy. And as Hermoine's luck would have it, the Slytherin King himself was in her Potions class.

"Hey!" Hermoine yelped as her schoolbag was pulled from her shoulder. She spun around angrily to greet the smiling face of Draco Malfoy. He was flanked on either side by a gigantic Crabbe and an even bigger Goyle.

"Watch where you're going Granger!" he hissed cooly. Hermoine narrowed her eyes and opened her mouth with a comeback but Malfoy had already slipped past with his snickering entourage in tow.

"Yay" she sighed as she picked up the spilled contents of her bookbag, " this is going to be a great day in potions."

Yup it's a short chapter but it's just the start..