A/N: So everyone has a secret or tells a lie every so often…
Disclaimer: Last I checked I wasn't a millionaire, so I guess I still don't own the Harry Potter books or characters.
Hermione:
"Hermione!" I heard a familiar voice call. I turned to see Ron and Harry walking towards me.
"Harry, Ron!" I said gleefully as I gave each of them a hug.
"2 minutes!" A conductor shouted.
"Come on, we better get on," Harry huffed as he grabbed his belongings.
I glanced behind me at the barrier, which separated the wizard world from the muggle world. I paused, wondering if I was doing the right thing…
"Hurry up Hermione!" Ron called from inside the train.
"I'm coming Ronald!" I just about shouted.
"What's up with her?" I heard Ron mutter to Harry.
"I dunno, must be a girl thing…" I heard him reply.
I heaved a sigh as I lugged my stuff onto the train. I followed Ron and Harry through the train until we found an empty compartment.
We had just started to settle in when we felt the train give a lurch and the platform started to pass us.
Parents waved to their kids and younger siblings running, trying to catch the train. I felt a lump form in my throat as I realized this could never happen to me, my family were muggles.
Ron and Harry rumbled on about the new quidditch team that was making its way to the top, as being one of the best teams.
I sat there quietly, gazing out the window, lost in my own thoughts.
"Hermione!" Harry said.
"What?" I asked.
"You're acting all weird again, you're spacing out and stuff."
"Sorry, I'm just fretting about all the coarse work we'll be getting this year." I said.
"Bloody hell Hermione, we haven't even arrived yet." Ron said.
"Anything off the trolley?" Came a voice from the hall.
We took our shares of the candy and food.
"Surprised you're still here, Mudblood." Came a voice from the door.
The three of us turned around and stared at the sly figure of Draco Malfoy.
I flew up from my seat, almost head butting Harry in the process, and shoved Malfoy out the door and into the wall across from the door, so that his back was pressed up against the wall.
"Don't. Go. There. You. Fowl. Evil. Little. Cockroach." I said through gritted teeth.
"Oh and what are you going to do about it?" He asked, seemingly amused. "Mudblood, filthy little Mudblood, filthy lit…" He started to chant, but was cut off mid-sentence as may fist made contact with his stomach.
"Jeez. Granger." He huffed once he got his breath back.
"I'd leave now if I were you, or the next thing I hit will…"
"Okay, okay, I'm leaving." He said cutting me off half way through my sentence.
I watched him scurrying down the hall and out of sight, before turning back to my compartment.
Ron and Harry sat open-mouthed staring at me.
"Bloody hell," Ron gasped.
"What?" I demanded.
No answer ever came, Ron and Harry just cast a nervous glance at each other and then just as quickly looked away.
After a few minutes of awkward silence, I glanced at my watch that I had gotten for Christmas.
"We'd better get our robes on." I said quietly.
Soon after we were changed, we pulled up to the station.
We grabbed our belongings and jumped into the line of people making their way toward the exits of the train.
"First years over here!" Called a familiar voice. I stared through the haze and the vivid out line of Hagrid. I hadn't seen him at all over the summer and I felt a bubble swell inside me as so many memories flooded back to me.
He caught my eye as he got closer and gave me a little wave as he herded the first years toward the boats.
I walked over and found Harry and Ron and we headed over towards the carriages.
We climbed up into the cart and Neville and Luna climbed in behind us.
As usual Luna was reading her copy of The Daily Quibbler, upside down.
"Neville, what is that?" Harry asked, looking at the plant he was holding.
"Devil's Snare, it's just a bulb, but Professor Sprout needed some for this year. I told her I could bring some to her."
"Neville," Ron asked nervously, as we hadn't had very good memories of Devil's Snare. "Which years are using that?"
"I dunno really." He replied, "She didn't say."
Ron gave a curt nod of his head.
A/N: So what did you think? I only have a vivid idea of where this is going, so let me know if you have any ideas. Review!