Stepping out onto the train platform, Hermione did what she did best. She watched. She saw happy students stepping onto the train and turning around one more time to say goodbye to their overbearing parents. She saw young, unsure children giving one last long hug as their parents whispered in their ears that everything was going to be ok. What was she doing? She wasn't exactly sure she knew, but then again in real life she never did. It was fine to get lost in her little studying world after school when she had nothing to do and her best friends chose each other over her, but when she was in public she had to put on a brave face and move along. Never let true emotions slow you down, and be sure they never can come back to bite you in the ass.
"Oof, wow, sorry there mudblood! Can't believe my clumsiness knocked you over in front of everyone! And on the first day of school too…" said Draco Malfoy sarcastically.
Unfortunately, there was one person able to make her truly angry. Luckily she could keep her head in this kind of a situation, although it's kind of hard to plan for the future when your trying to make an asshole as embarrassed as you are.
"Oh and by the way, nice panties. Are they for someone special?" laughed Malfoy, although his eyes looked a tad darker and his pupils a bit dilated.
'I can't believe it just got worse!' thought Hermione. 'I defiantly should have seen that coming…I mean I'm wearing a skirt for God's sake!'
"Enjoy it while you can Malfoy, because I'm sure these are the only pair of mine you will ever see," she said angrily as she stood up and brushed herself off. "So you can just kiss my ass!"
"Ouch! You really got me. Oh, and Granger, you are going to regret you ever said that."
DAMN.
After climbing onto the train—pressing the bottom of her skirt to her thighs so no one else could get a flash of her lacy thong boy-shorts—she made her way through the train looking for another 7th year Gryffindor.
"HERMIONE!"
Suddenly, she found herself being squeezed by an overexcited Ginny Weasley while Harry Potter and Ron Weasley stood beaming down at her (although Ron's face was bright pink as well). Unfortunately, Hermione and her two oldest friends were quite different in height. Standing at 5'5" she was quite short compared to their over 6' stature. Of course Ginny was 5'7", leaving Hermione to be the shortest of the group and the easiest to be looked over.
When everyone had hugged Hermione and told her how great she looked, Harry said, "Its pretty crowded, lets go to our compartment." And with that the group made its way down the hall without checking to see whether or not she was following. Sighing, Hermione began to follow her friends thinking about how long of a year it was going to be.
"Poor Granger, not even her best friends care to wait for her," Malfoy's voice echoed down the hallway, and Hermione realized that having Malfoy around would make life even worse.
Suddenly, she felt strong, slender arms turn her around. Before she had time to gasp, a hot mouth caressed her lips for a moment, silky hair brushing her forehead. "Watch your back bookworm," Malfoy murmured into her ear, and turned around. Malfoy was in his compartment with all his Slytherin friends before Hermione could collect herself enough to respond.
"Come on Hermione!" Ron yelled down the train hallway. Fuck, this year is going to be a lot more complicated than I thought. And with that she followed after Ron rubbing her lips with her fingers gently as she tried to get her emotions and thoughts under control.