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The Games We Play

Chapter 1: Brotherly Love

She couldn't believe how her summer had happened. It was almost as if it all happened in a flash. She bowed her head in sorrow. It was going to be hard but she would have to push through it. She lifted her head to glance around the train platform. As she caught sight of a couple red heads, she sighed to herself. She picked up her backpack and she headed across the platform towards the them.

His green eyes searched the platform for the last of the trio. Ron beside him, arguing with Ginny over whether or not she could sit with her newest "flavor of the week" without him there to chaperone. He was definitely losing. As Harry's eyes swept the platform again, he saw someone he didn't recognize.

'Huh, must be a transfer. God, knows she's too filled out to be a first year.' he thought as he smirked a little to himself.

"Hey, Ron!"

"What!" yelled Ron, angry over losing the argument with Ginny.

"Check out the girl heading our way. Have you ever seen her before?" asked Harry.

Looking through the crowd he caught sight of her. "No, I don't think so."

Both boys watched as she walked towards them. She certainly had a grace that almost screamed of unproclaimed royalty. With curly, black, hip length hair and bright tawny eyes, you might confuse her as a panther on the hunt. It was quite the turn on. As she pushed her way through the crowd they saw that she wore... wait a minute, is she wearing a lace-up corset as a shirt! AND LEATHER PANTS!

They instantly felt their stomaches drop. 'heaven help us if she notices us "pitching tents".' It simply could not be helped.

As she walked toward them she suddenly felt everybody's eyes watching her, it was almost unnerving. Of course no one saw through her "high and mighty" attitude that was just radiating off of her. As she got close to Harry and Ron, she saw them staring at her as if they where striping her with their eyes.

Although she had gotten used to it over the summer from other guys. It just felt soooo wrong with them doing it. Then she saw it and she just about screamed and ran for dear life... the two boys that had always thought of her like a sister were sporting some major "tents" on her account. She wanted so bad to puke at the thought of them trying to seduce her. It wasn't that she didn't like them or didn't care about them, but just like a sister would feel, she just couldn't think of them THAT way, EVER.

"Uuuhh... Hey guys."

Harry gulped loudly as she hesitated a few feet away from them. 'Oh crap! she knows! she KNOWS!' hurriedly trying to will "it" away as she approached them cautiously.

Ron stood there arguing with himself, debating if he should close his mouth or not to even bother with it. She certainly had a nice rack, and those leather pants hanging low on her hips just showed off her flat, femine, and well tuned abs. One word was all he could think of, "DAAAAAAMN!" 'Bloody hell' didn't do her justice, she was as close to heavenly as physical possible.

"Uuuhh... Hey guys."

Suddenly they felt very, very, VERY sick. Eyes wide they realized exactly WHO they had been drooling over and it was just not right.

"HERMIONE!" Ron choked out.

"Yes?" replied a somewhat annoyed Hermione. Her eye twitching in frustration.

"What happened? I thought... and then... you should have... and not one owl..." Harry stumbled out.

"Whatever, I'm glad to see you guys and all, but I need to talk to Ginny, like, right now. I'll see you guys at the sorting ceremony." she said as she push pass them and got on the train to look for Ginny.

"Are you sure that "THAT" was our Hermione?" Ron asked Harry as he watched her board the train.

Mwhahahahaha... Kiki strikes again! Aren't I great at making you beg for more? Mwhahahaha!