Hey all who started to read a prick in the thorn, sorry I never continued
it. I got caught up in school finals, and other things going on in my
life:P I also forgot where I was going with it, so now that I have time I
am going to be making a completely new fiction. Sorry if it upsets anyone,
lol I didn't even think the other was that good anyhow. And I promise to
finish this one, I basically know a plot I am going for. Anyhow without
further ado, I bring you America the beautiful.
A light illuminated the dark room with a flash, seconds later a loud clasp of thunder shook the room. A young man sat up in his bed. He had been dreaming, but what was it? Did the dream wake him up or was it the storm that was coming steadily closer. He wiped off some sweat beads that had been developing on his head, and ran his fingers through his shaggy platinum hair. He lay back down on his queen size bed and stared at the ceiling. It wasn't the storm that had woken him, he knew that, he hadn't been able to get through a full nights sleep for two weeks now. He always woke up from a dream, but he just couldn't remember it whenever he woke up. It was really starting to bug him now. He rolled over determined to get some sleep, he knew he would need it. For tomorrow he would be returning to his seventh and final year at Hogwarts. He would think about the dream when he had time to spare, maybe being back with his slythrin house would make it go away.
Just a couple hours before he was searching his room for things he had forgotten to pack. Even though he would never admit it he liked being at Hogwarts, where he could be with his friends. Anything was better then being at the Malfoy Manor. Especially now with his father being home. After fifth year his father had been arrested and sent to Azkaban for the summer so he didn't see him too much. He got out the middle of his 6th year, and as soon as he did the letters came. He was use to it from the other years, but he had enjoyed the break. But this summer had been miserable. His father was on a warpath, and the Dark Lord still being in power didn't help much. Sure he was use to the madness of his father, but this year it seemed to be much worse, intensified. He owed it all to that perfect Potter for sending his father to Azkaban in the first place.
The golden trio he could do without at Hogwarts. The Boy who lived, who everyone worshiped, the one he loathed, Harry Potter. Then there was that good for nothing, filthy Ronald Weasley. And last, the-know-it all dirty mudblood Hermione Granger. He despised them all. But tomorrow he would be looking forward to meeting them on the Hogwarts Express. For this year he would be wearing a badge. A badge that perfect Harry failed to get. This year Draco Malfoy was made Head Boy.
"Dad can't you drive any faster?" one excited Hermione Granger asked.
"What's the rush, are you that happy to be leaving me and your mother?" Mr. Granger smiled back at his grown seventeen-year-old daughter. He hoped she knew how proud he was of her.
"Oh dad, you know how much I will miss you. It's just that this is the first summer I haven't seen Ron or Harry before school has started. I have so much to tell them!" Hermione stated as she craned her neck to see what was up ahead.
"What else do you have to tell them? While we were in France it seemed all you did was write to those two." Chuckled Mr. Granger.
"It's different, you can't put everything you want to say in letters! Besides I didn't tell them about making head girl. I wanted to surprise them. Oh besides, I miss them so much, it will be nice to see them." Hermione replied, "Oh dad did you finish signing my application? I need to make sure I hand it into Professor McGonagall before the feast today."
"I have them. I hope you make it sweetie. But as your mother, it will scare me to death if you do. Being so far away in that castle is far enough but a whole ocean." Grimace Hermione's mother.
"Oh don't worry mom. It would be so fascinating. I was really excited last year when they started the exchange program, and so disappointed to find out it was only for seventh years. But this year, this year I can apply! And the United States, when we went it was only to New York, and I only saw the muggle part, not that I knew any different. But I would love to see the wizarding side there. I hope I make it, I told Ron and Harry to apply, it would be so great to share that experience with them!" Hermione rambled on. She let out a sigh of relief as they pulled into the station. And hopped out of the car as soon as it stopped.
"Okay missy, be careful, and enjoy your last year. Letter us as soon as you find out if you are going to America. When will that be?" her father asked.
"Oh, ummm I think it will be sometime next week, and if I do make it I will leave the week after and stay for the rest of the term." Answered Hermione as she gathered her things together.
"You be careful, and you know your Father and I love you so much! And I always miss you dreadfully when you leave." Mrs. Granger put on a fake pout and continued, "I can't believe you are almost all grown up. I am so proud of you. Make sure you write!"
"Oh I have to go! I love you guys so much, and owe you. I will miss you and I promise to keep in touch." Hermione promised as she hugged her parents in unison. She turned and started the walk to platform 9 ¾. She turned around and looked at her parents waving good-bye. She did love them terribly; she knew how hard it must be watching her leave each year. She waved back and blew a kiss as she continued her walk.
"There she is!" A tall redhead said pointing to Hermione as she appeared on the platform.
Hermione saw them immediately. Her two best friends in the whole world. They has been through so much since their first year. She beamed as she looked at them and waved. They looked the same as the previous year, except maybe a little taller. Harry had grown into a fine young man. He still had that dark shaggy hair that he could never control, that matched his dazzling green eyes perfectly. He was short until the summer before sixth year where he shot up, not as much as Ron though. He had also grown into his body, the years of quidditch doing him good, toning his body and making him muscular. Most of the girls at Hogwarts had or have once had a crush on him, and Hermione couldn't blame them, he was cute plus had that great personality even if he was a little shy when it came to girls.
And then there was Ron. He was still lengthy, but he now was a lot more muscular. He had his bright red hair like the rest of the Weasleys and those charming brown eyes. She could get lost in them. He had tanned over the summer, which brought out his adorable freckles. Truth be told, she had developed a crush on him the year before. His smile just made her melt. Not that he would ever find that out.
She rushed over to her two best friends. She beamed at them and gave Harry a huge hug, and then turned to Ron and did the same. She might have lingered longer on him, so that she could take in the smell of him and hoped he hadn't noticed. Letting him go she stepped back and admired them. "I am so happy to see you two." She said with a wide grin.
"Hermione! You look... you look" Ron stuttered.
"You look great." Harry pitched in.
Not only Harry and Ron had changed, Hermione had turned into the only word for it was well hot. She was still short only about 5'5, but it fit her. Her hair was no longer frizzy, but long and sleek, she had decided this summer it suited her. She had also gone to the pool almost everyday, which had toned her body and gave her a really nice tan. You could also see the curves that had form through her tight t-shirt she was wearing, and her long slender tan legs, that were shown under a short skirt. She was also wearing some makeup but it was natural looking bring out her almond eyes.
"Uh, yeah great! Our little Hermione is all grown up." Teased Ron. He then noticed something pinned to her shirt. "You made head girl!" he gasped.
"We knew you would. Who else would have been chosen over you? I would have been shocked." Grinned Harry.
"Yes, I was going to write you but I don't know, just wanted to show you in person! I was really hoping one of you was made head boy." Hermione said bitting her lip.
"I wonder who did make it. Maybe Justin Fletchy. He was in the running wasn't he? Hey Hermione, doesn't this mean you will be living in the head boy and girl sweet?" Harry asked.
"Oh my gosh!! I forgot all about that. The living thing, oh, now I really wish it was one of you two." Hermione kicked herself for not remembering that. Who was she going to be sharing a common room with?
Ron had forgotten that too. He really wished he had made head boy now. Sharing a common room with Hermione. Don't think that, she is your friend Ron. A friend you are going to have to share with someone else. "That means you won't be with us." Frowned Ron. A whistle blew as the Hogwart Express was gearing up. "We better get on the train and find a compartment. I guess you should go Hermione and find out who the lucky guy who gets to share a common room with you is."
"Oh right, I will meet you two later, after I get my instructions. I think I can handle whoever it is, as long as it isn't ferret boy. And just because I will be living with someone else, doesn't mean I will be in that common room 24/7. You two cant get rid of me that easily." Hermione winked, waving to her two friends and set off to the head compartment.
Two cold icy dashing blue eyes sliced through the cloud on the platform. He was in command now, well close enough anyways. He started off stopping once and awhile to chat with a fellow slytherin. He was eager to find out who the lucky girl that got to share a room with him was. But then again he had a gut feeling he didn't want to find out. Especially if the girl was one certain mudblood.
A squeal from behind bought him out of his thoughts. He looked around and glared at the horrible sight. The golden trio reuniting after along summer apart, he watched as she hugged Harry and then Ron. "Why don't you just wear a sign that says I like you?" He muttered to himself.
"What was that my slytherin prince?" asked a seductive voice from behind him. "Did you miss me?"
"I thought I told you before summer I wouldn't miss you Pansy." Snapped Draco. She was so pitiful holding onto a thread of hope that they might get back together. Really annoying actually, as she stalked him everywhere. All he really needed her for was a good shag once in awhile.
"Oh stop playing." She cooed. "Did you fill out the applications for the exchange program? I was disappointed it was the US this year, last year it was Italy can you imagine how romantic that would have been. I hope we are both picked, imagine the fun we could have." She grinned.
"Oh god lets hope not. But I will be picked and happy to get away. Now excuse me I must get to the head compartment." With that said Draco turned towards the train, but before he could go Pansy came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. Standing on her tiptoes she whispered into his ear, "I missed you, you sexy prince. I will be in the compartment 4c, if you want me to show you how much." She laid a soft nibble on his ear and turned back to her friends.
Draco sighed, maybe a nice shag would do him good. But first he needed to get to the head compartment. With that he started off. He finally made it to the front of the train, irritated it took him so long. He hoped he would be first, just to have a moment to himself. He sighed and entered the room. He wasn't first, a petite girl with amazing legs and long brown sleek hair stood there shocked.
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A light illuminated the dark room with a flash, seconds later a loud clasp of thunder shook the room. A young man sat up in his bed. He had been dreaming, but what was it? Did the dream wake him up or was it the storm that was coming steadily closer. He wiped off some sweat beads that had been developing on his head, and ran his fingers through his shaggy platinum hair. He lay back down on his queen size bed and stared at the ceiling. It wasn't the storm that had woken him, he knew that, he hadn't been able to get through a full nights sleep for two weeks now. He always woke up from a dream, but he just couldn't remember it whenever he woke up. It was really starting to bug him now. He rolled over determined to get some sleep, he knew he would need it. For tomorrow he would be returning to his seventh and final year at Hogwarts. He would think about the dream when he had time to spare, maybe being back with his slythrin house would make it go away.
Just a couple hours before he was searching his room for things he had forgotten to pack. Even though he would never admit it he liked being at Hogwarts, where he could be with his friends. Anything was better then being at the Malfoy Manor. Especially now with his father being home. After fifth year his father had been arrested and sent to Azkaban for the summer so he didn't see him too much. He got out the middle of his 6th year, and as soon as he did the letters came. He was use to it from the other years, but he had enjoyed the break. But this summer had been miserable. His father was on a warpath, and the Dark Lord still being in power didn't help much. Sure he was use to the madness of his father, but this year it seemed to be much worse, intensified. He owed it all to that perfect Potter for sending his father to Azkaban in the first place.
The golden trio he could do without at Hogwarts. The Boy who lived, who everyone worshiped, the one he loathed, Harry Potter. Then there was that good for nothing, filthy Ronald Weasley. And last, the-know-it all dirty mudblood Hermione Granger. He despised them all. But tomorrow he would be looking forward to meeting them on the Hogwarts Express. For this year he would be wearing a badge. A badge that perfect Harry failed to get. This year Draco Malfoy was made Head Boy.
"Dad can't you drive any faster?" one excited Hermione Granger asked.
"What's the rush, are you that happy to be leaving me and your mother?" Mr. Granger smiled back at his grown seventeen-year-old daughter. He hoped she knew how proud he was of her.
"Oh dad, you know how much I will miss you. It's just that this is the first summer I haven't seen Ron or Harry before school has started. I have so much to tell them!" Hermione stated as she craned her neck to see what was up ahead.
"What else do you have to tell them? While we were in France it seemed all you did was write to those two." Chuckled Mr. Granger.
"It's different, you can't put everything you want to say in letters! Besides I didn't tell them about making head girl. I wanted to surprise them. Oh besides, I miss them so much, it will be nice to see them." Hermione replied, "Oh dad did you finish signing my application? I need to make sure I hand it into Professor McGonagall before the feast today."
"I have them. I hope you make it sweetie. But as your mother, it will scare me to death if you do. Being so far away in that castle is far enough but a whole ocean." Grimace Hermione's mother.
"Oh don't worry mom. It would be so fascinating. I was really excited last year when they started the exchange program, and so disappointed to find out it was only for seventh years. But this year, this year I can apply! And the United States, when we went it was only to New York, and I only saw the muggle part, not that I knew any different. But I would love to see the wizarding side there. I hope I make it, I told Ron and Harry to apply, it would be so great to share that experience with them!" Hermione rambled on. She let out a sigh of relief as they pulled into the station. And hopped out of the car as soon as it stopped.
"Okay missy, be careful, and enjoy your last year. Letter us as soon as you find out if you are going to America. When will that be?" her father asked.
"Oh, ummm I think it will be sometime next week, and if I do make it I will leave the week after and stay for the rest of the term." Answered Hermione as she gathered her things together.
"You be careful, and you know your Father and I love you so much! And I always miss you dreadfully when you leave." Mrs. Granger put on a fake pout and continued, "I can't believe you are almost all grown up. I am so proud of you. Make sure you write!"
"Oh I have to go! I love you guys so much, and owe you. I will miss you and I promise to keep in touch." Hermione promised as she hugged her parents in unison. She turned and started the walk to platform 9 ¾. She turned around and looked at her parents waving good-bye. She did love them terribly; she knew how hard it must be watching her leave each year. She waved back and blew a kiss as she continued her walk.
"There she is!" A tall redhead said pointing to Hermione as she appeared on the platform.
Hermione saw them immediately. Her two best friends in the whole world. They has been through so much since their first year. She beamed as she looked at them and waved. They looked the same as the previous year, except maybe a little taller. Harry had grown into a fine young man. He still had that dark shaggy hair that he could never control, that matched his dazzling green eyes perfectly. He was short until the summer before sixth year where he shot up, not as much as Ron though. He had also grown into his body, the years of quidditch doing him good, toning his body and making him muscular. Most of the girls at Hogwarts had or have once had a crush on him, and Hermione couldn't blame them, he was cute plus had that great personality even if he was a little shy when it came to girls.
And then there was Ron. He was still lengthy, but he now was a lot more muscular. He had his bright red hair like the rest of the Weasleys and those charming brown eyes. She could get lost in them. He had tanned over the summer, which brought out his adorable freckles. Truth be told, she had developed a crush on him the year before. His smile just made her melt. Not that he would ever find that out.
She rushed over to her two best friends. She beamed at them and gave Harry a huge hug, and then turned to Ron and did the same. She might have lingered longer on him, so that she could take in the smell of him and hoped he hadn't noticed. Letting him go she stepped back and admired them. "I am so happy to see you two." She said with a wide grin.
"Hermione! You look... you look" Ron stuttered.
"You look great." Harry pitched in.
Not only Harry and Ron had changed, Hermione had turned into the only word for it was well hot. She was still short only about 5'5, but it fit her. Her hair was no longer frizzy, but long and sleek, she had decided this summer it suited her. She had also gone to the pool almost everyday, which had toned her body and gave her a really nice tan. You could also see the curves that had form through her tight t-shirt she was wearing, and her long slender tan legs, that were shown under a short skirt. She was also wearing some makeup but it was natural looking bring out her almond eyes.
"Uh, yeah great! Our little Hermione is all grown up." Teased Ron. He then noticed something pinned to her shirt. "You made head girl!" he gasped.
"We knew you would. Who else would have been chosen over you? I would have been shocked." Grinned Harry.
"Yes, I was going to write you but I don't know, just wanted to show you in person! I was really hoping one of you was made head boy." Hermione said bitting her lip.
"I wonder who did make it. Maybe Justin Fletchy. He was in the running wasn't he? Hey Hermione, doesn't this mean you will be living in the head boy and girl sweet?" Harry asked.
"Oh my gosh!! I forgot all about that. The living thing, oh, now I really wish it was one of you two." Hermione kicked herself for not remembering that. Who was she going to be sharing a common room with?
Ron had forgotten that too. He really wished he had made head boy now. Sharing a common room with Hermione. Don't think that, she is your friend Ron. A friend you are going to have to share with someone else. "That means you won't be with us." Frowned Ron. A whistle blew as the Hogwart Express was gearing up. "We better get on the train and find a compartment. I guess you should go Hermione and find out who the lucky guy who gets to share a common room with you is."
"Oh right, I will meet you two later, after I get my instructions. I think I can handle whoever it is, as long as it isn't ferret boy. And just because I will be living with someone else, doesn't mean I will be in that common room 24/7. You two cant get rid of me that easily." Hermione winked, waving to her two friends and set off to the head compartment.
Two cold icy dashing blue eyes sliced through the cloud on the platform. He was in command now, well close enough anyways. He started off stopping once and awhile to chat with a fellow slytherin. He was eager to find out who the lucky girl that got to share a room with him was. But then again he had a gut feeling he didn't want to find out. Especially if the girl was one certain mudblood.
A squeal from behind bought him out of his thoughts. He looked around and glared at the horrible sight. The golden trio reuniting after along summer apart, he watched as she hugged Harry and then Ron. "Why don't you just wear a sign that says I like you?" He muttered to himself.
"What was that my slytherin prince?" asked a seductive voice from behind him. "Did you miss me?"
"I thought I told you before summer I wouldn't miss you Pansy." Snapped Draco. She was so pitiful holding onto a thread of hope that they might get back together. Really annoying actually, as she stalked him everywhere. All he really needed her for was a good shag once in awhile.
"Oh stop playing." She cooed. "Did you fill out the applications for the exchange program? I was disappointed it was the US this year, last year it was Italy can you imagine how romantic that would have been. I hope we are both picked, imagine the fun we could have." She grinned.
"Oh god lets hope not. But I will be picked and happy to get away. Now excuse me I must get to the head compartment." With that said Draco turned towards the train, but before he could go Pansy came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. Standing on her tiptoes she whispered into his ear, "I missed you, you sexy prince. I will be in the compartment 4c, if you want me to show you how much." She laid a soft nibble on his ear and turned back to her friends.
Draco sighed, maybe a nice shag would do him good. But first he needed to get to the head compartment. With that he started off. He finally made it to the front of the train, irritated it took him so long. He hoped he would be first, just to have a moment to himself. He sighed and entered the room. He wasn't first, a petite girl with amazing legs and long brown sleek hair stood there shocked.
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