Author's notes: freddy krueger: okaaaaaay, um this is the first time writing a story on ff.net. SO DON'T BLAME ME IF IT SUCKS!!!!!! Foamy: freddy, you moroun, your not suppose to yell at people, what have we learned? Freddy k: That your running for saint? Foamy:(glare) lets just get on with the story k?

Desclaimers: I do not own harry potter or any of the characters in the book. But I do own the characters that I make u- OMG, i own something thats important!!!yeah!Well anyway on with the story.....

Hermiones pov

I looked at the blood-stained knife in my hand. It it so beutiful, brings so much relief- OH, what the hell are you doing in my head?? Get the hell outta- no, I'm kidding, don't take that seriously. I'm Hermione Nedishiko Granger by the way. Weird middle name eh? My mother had about not even a qaurter japanesse( AN/:Spell?) in her, so she just desided that she would have my middle name to be my great great great so on and so forth Grandmothers name. Well anyway, you'll probably wondering, ' hey, what the hell is that goody two-shoes book-worm doing holding a knife, and calling it beautiful?

Well, a lot of shit happened over the summer.....to change me, mentally and phisiclly. I wear mostly all black now.Things like black baggy pants, t-shirts, and gothic skirts. Also those big black combat boots with all the buckles around it. I wear a lot of spike neacklaces and bracelets. I have peircings all the way up my ears, and my nose, eybrow and bellybotton peirced. To top it all off, I have a huge fairy tatto with blood all over her and she's riding a black dragon that takes up my whole back. My bushy hair is also no more. ( Now it's a little wavy and has black and dark blue tips.

Did I change or what? Now why did I change, well you'll find out later.....when I have time to think that is. Right now I'm just on the Hogwarts Express taking me to my 6 year at Hogwarts, staring at my bloody knife. And it's like this compartment was made for me: All black with dim lit candles. Hmmmmm, I have an idea.

I put a silence charm on the room to make sure no one hears outside. I then conjured up a radio, popped in the Disturbed cd, and blasted the song down with the sickness. The second verse of the song reminded me toooooooo much of myself.

I can see inside you The sickness is rising Don't try to deny what you feel It seems that all that was good has died and is dacaying...in me It seems your having some trouble In dealing with these cha-

no one's pov

The door slid open only to reveal a certain blonde slytherin at the door. Aaaaaaannnnnddd since the music was still on it kind of blasted out through the whole train. Hermione hurried to the blaring radio and shut the radio off. The she glared up at the boy......who was none other then Draco Malfoy, which Hermoine knew. But it seemed that Draco didn't notice that it was the 'mudblood'.

" Dammit, if you're ever going to go into a compartment and you see someone in there, knock first! I mean your born into a very rich family can't you even afford some manners?!?!? OH, thats right, you can't cuz your a stupid jackass ferret!!!!!!!" The gothic girl yelled. She was clearly pissed off from being interrupted by her favorite song.

Draco just looked bewildered on the sudden outburst so he just said," Ferret? Only- GRANGER!?!?!? MUDBLOOD!? The bushy haired bookworm who always has her nose stuck in a book?!?!"

"Geee," she did a fake smile and in a sarcastic tone she said," Thank you ever so much for reminding me of the GOOD OLD DAYS!!!!"

Draco blinked," O-okay then, I'll just...sit here until you cool down and ummm DON'T YOU EVER TALK TO ME LIKE THAT AGAIN YOU THILTHY LITTLE MUDBLOOD!!!!"

Hermione narrowed her eyes and chulkeled," You think I'm the type if persone now that will put up with that shit?"

Draco just sat down and huffed. I'm not going to win this one, he thought. But damn she looks and acts so different now, what the hell happened to her? Oh well, why am I concerned? She's just a mudblood afterall....Then there was a pair of snapping fingers in his face.

"Um yeah," it was Hermione," Ya think you could, oh I don't know... GET OUT?"

The arrogant little slytherin just put his hands behind his head." Nope." He then smirked.

Hermione just sighed and pulled out some head phones and stated to put them on.

" Fine just don't bother me." She turned on the walkman and Chop Suey by System Of A Down was heard blarring from the ear pieces. About 10 minutes later she fell asleep. Draco sone fell asleep but not without one last thought.

' She is so beautiful...'

3 hours later.....

The train gave a jurky stop which caused Hermione and Draco to wake up and fall on top of eachother on the floor. Draco being ontop: Hermione on the bottam. Then a voice errupted from through the whole train:

" May I have your attention please. We are not yet at Hogwarts, but I would like for all of you to remain calm. We just have a little problem with the train, that is all," the voice seemed to belong to Professor McGonagle, who was the Transfiguration teacher at Hogwarts.

Hermione then looked at Draco and blinked. ( AN/:who was still on her by the way....) Anger was boiling inside her and then:

"GET OFF OF ME!!!!!!"Draco rolled off her slowly as if he liked being on top of her....which her probably did.

" Well it's not my fault this train sucks!" draco snapped. They both got up off the floor and sat on the seats.

Hermione sighed" Yes, it does suck doesn't it?" She asked in a tired pretend tired voice.

" Well," Draco started," As far as I can see....and hear, you must of had one hell of a summer to change you."

Hermione's eyes flashed red for a split second." You have no idea......"