A/N: I was waiting for 10 reviews on Missing Piece Of Me and still struggling with End of Panem so I decided I would try to write another story.
This story will be published every Sunday until I get to either 15 reviews or 5 chapters (whichever comes first). After that, I'll decide when I'll update (either based on reviews or every _ amount of days). Chapter lengths will vary based on how much inspiration I have to write.
I know this Author's Note is long, but I want you, my readers, to know what's going on. Also! I'm taking two classes over the summer so those might effect how much I get up update any of my stories!
Hermione and Draco are not the only characters in this story (obviously), but I only added 3 out of 4 characters (Hermione, Draco and Terence). You'll see who else is a character as the story progresses. I chose Hermione and Draco as the two you see for a reason... :)
Now, without further ado, I give you Chapter One of Secrets In Plain Sight!
Chapter 1: The Train
I stood with Ms. Bell on Platform 9 3/4. My only friend at Bell's Wizardly Foster Home, Katie, ran onto the train as soon as we got to the platform, but I held back. What if Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry wasn't anything like I thought it would be? What if I was just another witch in the crowd? What if I went back to my ways of dying to be heard, but too afraid to be seen?
"Hermione, are you going to board the train," Ms. Bell asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Yes," I said, grabbing my bag and getting on the train without another word.
The train was still pretty empty, so I easily found a compartment close to the front and sat alone. If I was lucky, which I wasn't normally, I would be able to sit alone the entire ride and write in my diary.
Since I got my letter, I've been busy reading "Hogwarts: A History" in between my other books. I had to make sure I knew everything the school that I can so if other witches or wizards ask I sound like I've been with my parents my whole life.
Thinking about my parents made me upset, so I took out my diary and started writing.
"Dear Didi,
I'm happy to be going to Hogwarts, but it makes me miss my parents. They went to Hogwarts when they were younger, at least according to Ms. Bell. When I ask her about them, she doesn't answer. I'm hoping the school will have something on them so I can learn about who I am besides Hermione Jean Lorain. All I know it my father, Henry Scott Lorain, was killed in battle before I was born and my mother was killed when I was only a few days old by the Killing Curse. Hopefully I'll make them proud. Well, this just got awkward! Someone just came into the compartment with me! Write later! Bye!"
"Hi," I said closing my diary and looking at the boy who just walked in.
"Do you mind if my friends and I sit here," He asked looking at me.
"Go ahead," I said looking at my lap. "I don't care."
"I'm Draco," he said sitting next to me. "Pure-blood, you?"
"I'm Hermione," I said looking at him. "I don't know my blood status because my parents were killed and Ms. Bell didn't like talking about them or blood status. I'm going to research them while at Hogwarts so I'll get back to you on that part."
"Just so you know, my friends are all Purebloods," Draco said. "Also, you talk a lot."
"Ok and sorry," I said blushing deep red. "I talk when I'm nervous! I got better for a while with the help of my therapist, but I stopped going because he got killed and everything went down hill from there. I wake up sweating, crying and screaming for nightmares almost every night. Dr. Hatch used to say I was reliving my mother's death and gave me a diary to help with the pain, but it doesn't really work. I only use it because I can tell it anything and it doesn't tell like people I know. And- I'm just going to shut up and stop talking now!"
"It's ok," Draco said putting his hand on my back. "I actually think it's kind of cute right now, but it probably gets old fast."
"Yeah," I sighed, turning back to my normal tan self. "Katie's only my friend because she ignored my nervous ranting until I was too shy to talk. That and she used to tell me to shut up all the time and even called me a Mudblood once, which Ms. Bell only reassured me I wasn't. She said both my parents could do magic, but not their blood statuses."
"You said she didn't tell you," He said. "Ok, I've tried not to ask, but I have to. Who's Ms. Bell?"
"My foster mother," I said getting red again. "All my family had been killed in one way of another so I had to go to Bell's Wizardly Forster Home. If I didn't, I could have, and most likely would have, died on the streets."
"There you are," another boy said walking into the compartment. "Oh, hello! I'm Blaise."
"This is Hermione," Draco said. "She's shy and talks a lot when she's nervous, as you'll probably find out. No offense."
There it was, my first insult. At least he was courteous enough to say no offense, though I did in fact take offense.
"Hermione, that's a pretty name," Blaise said smiling and sitting across from me.
"Thanks," I blushed.
Not even a minute later, Vincent came in, telling me that I could call him Crabbe. He was a pudgy boy, but really nice. After Crabbe came a girl named Pansy who was slightly rude to me until Draco told her I was ok. The only time she stopped glaring at me was when other boy walked in. His name was Gregory and, like Crabbe, he told me I could call him by his last name, Goyle.
"This is everyone," Draco said. "Now, if we all make it into Slytherin, we can stay down in the common room and talk until we want to go to sleep."
"Do you know what house your parents were in," Goyle asked.
"My mother was in Ravenclaw and my father was in Slytherin," I said trying not to over talk.
"There are very few people in Slytherin who aren't Pureblood," Pansy said rolling her eyes.
"Half-bloods are in Slytherin, but I've never heard of a Mudblood being in there," Crabbe said, probably trying to reassure me that I don't need to be a Pureblood to be in Slytherin.
"Ravenclaw lets in anyone smart," Blaise said. "Which means your mother was smart, so you probably are too!"
"I don't think so," I shrugged. "I mean I know a couple spells because Ms. Bell thought me, but I've never been a genius or anything."
"What did she teach you," Pansy asked, actually looking intrigued.
"She taught me how to fix broken glasses, make my things pack themselves and have my things clean themselves up," I said.
"Nice," Draco said putting his hand on my knee. "I wish I had learned a couple spells so I could show off."
The rest of the train ride was spent by us all talking about what we didn't know about each other, me doing most of the talking seeing as none of them knew me. I tried to keep my answers short, but the wanted to know everything I was willing to tell. I told them someone used the killing curse on my mother, but I lied and told them I didn't know who. I knew exactly who it was, "He-who-shall-not-be-named."
The boys went to go change while Pansy and I changed in the compartment. Luckily, we finished just in time because the boys came back as we were fastening the button on our robes. Soon, we would be arriving at Hogwarts and finding out what house we belong to.
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