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~Chapter 1~
The Face Off
Scene: Platform 9 ¾, 1 September, aboard the Hogwarts Express
Hermione pulled her trunk into the last compartment of the Hogwarts Express, closely trailed by her best friends, Harry and Ron. All three slipped their respective trunks into the luggage rack and sat down on the scarlet cushioned seats.
"It's going to be quite a year," Ron said with a sigh.
"Yeah, I just hope no one is mad at me still." Harry's face was overcome with a sullen look.
"Oh, come on Harry, you know perfectly well that that was none of your fault. You must cease this torturing of yourself." Hermione was exasperated at how thick Harry could be.
"I know it's not my fault but other people don't know that."
"Harry, as much as I hate to agree with Hermione, she's right."
"I know, it's just that I.well, I just don't want people to hate me for something that wasn't my fault."
"It's okay Harry, it really is. No matter what happens, we'll always be here for you." Hermione's voice was full of compassion.
Just as Hermione had finished the door to the compartment burst open, and there stood, the one and only, Draco Malfoy.
"What do you want?" spat Ron.
"Oh, look at Potty over there in the corner sulking like a baby. What are you still hung over about killing Diggory?"
"You leave him alone Malfoy, you know damn well that Harry did not kill Cedric! If you don't feel like becoming a ferret again I suggest you take your pasty white ass and get the hell out of here before I retaliate."
"Oh, so now the Mudblood is sticking up for her boyfriend!"
"I gave you a chance to get out," Hermione raised her wand and muttered a spell under her breath.
Draco tried to speak and retaliate with a smug comment about her spells not being strong enough to work but what he meant to say didn't escape his lips, what he did say shocked the room, well, all except Hermione, who knew what was going on.
"Well, have a nice day, I hope to see you at Hogwarts!" Draco not believing what he had just said, turned on his heel and ran out the door screaming like a baby.
Hermione stifled a giggle, "Well I suppose that should shut him up for a while."
Hermione caught Harry's grateful gaze and burst out laughing. She couldn't hold it in anymore.
"What did you do to him?" asked Ron in awe.
"Oh, just a simple spell actually. It inhibits a person from saying anything snide or derogatory about anyone."
"Thanks Hermione, I wasn't exactly in the mood to put up with him today." Harry was truly grateful though he looked dreadfully tired.
"Harry, why don't you try and get some sleep. We'll wake you in a bit."
"Thanks," Harry yawned and stretched out on the cushion.
After Harry was asleep Hermione felt Ron's gaze settle upon her.
"You know, you never told me why you broke up with Krum."
"Ron, I don't want to talk about this." Hermione let out a sigh.
"Hermione, you've got to tell someone."
"I know Ron, but it's a touchy subject." "Hermione, quit being like that, you know that Harry and I are your best friends, we'll understand."
"Oh, fine, I'll tell you, but you have to promise to not tell anyone."
"Not even Harry?"
"I think I can manage to tell him myself."
"Well then.spill."
Hermione stood and closed the door, which had been left open when Draco had run away. Ron understanding what she was doing stood and closed the windows.
"All right, you know how Krum invited me to Bulgaria for the summer?"
Ron nodded.
"Well, when I was packing to go I asked myself what I was doing. I didn't really want to go to Bulgaria, I just wanted to have some time to think. So I owled Viktor and told him that my parents had said that I couldn't come, but that was a lie, but I didn't even care. I don't care about him." Hermione's voice trailed off.
"So, who's the new guy?"
"What?!" Hermione was taken aback by the snide tone in Ron's voice.
"Hermione, don't play coy with me. I want to know, and I'll find out some way or another."
Hermione rolled her eyes. Just then they heard a scream from Harry. As they looked over to the cushion where Harry had been lying, he was not there, they panicked.
"Ouch," Harry said as he stood up off the floor, massaging his head.
"Harry, what in the world was that for?" Ron was in quite a bad mood.
"Geez, what's the matter with you?"
"OH, nevermind!" yelled Ron and he left the compartment in a huff. "What bug crawled up his ass?"
"He's jealous."
"Of what?" Harry inquired.
"Of me."
"Why?"
"Harry has he said anything about having feelings about me to you?"
"No, but he did always seem to fit you into our conversations over the holidays."
"Oh, no. It's as I expected." Hermione sighed. "Harry, he asked me why I broke up with Viktor."
Harry visibly tensed at Krum's name. He shook it off quickly, wondering why that had happened. "So what happened?"
"I don't have any feeling for him anymore."
"And Ron thinks there's another guy?"
"Yes, but he's not completely wrong, that's the problem."
"Well, I'm not going to pry into it, after all, it's your business."
"Thanks Harry."
"Hey, what're friends for? Do you think maybe we better."
".go find Ron," Hermione finished.
"Yeah."
"Let's go."
Harry and Hermione set off through the train searching for Ron, Harry wondering the entire time why he had tensed when he heard Krum's name. Was he jealous too?
~Chapter 1~
The Face Off
Scene: Platform 9 ¾, 1 September, aboard the Hogwarts Express
Hermione pulled her trunk into the last compartment of the Hogwarts Express, closely trailed by her best friends, Harry and Ron. All three slipped their respective trunks into the luggage rack and sat down on the scarlet cushioned seats.
"It's going to be quite a year," Ron said with a sigh.
"Yeah, I just hope no one is mad at me still." Harry's face was overcome with a sullen look.
"Oh, come on Harry, you know perfectly well that that was none of your fault. You must cease this torturing of yourself." Hermione was exasperated at how thick Harry could be.
"I know it's not my fault but other people don't know that."
"Harry, as much as I hate to agree with Hermione, she's right."
"I know, it's just that I.well, I just don't want people to hate me for something that wasn't my fault."
"It's okay Harry, it really is. No matter what happens, we'll always be here for you." Hermione's voice was full of compassion.
Just as Hermione had finished the door to the compartment burst open, and there stood, the one and only, Draco Malfoy.
"What do you want?" spat Ron.
"Oh, look at Potty over there in the corner sulking like a baby. What are you still hung over about killing Diggory?"
"You leave him alone Malfoy, you know damn well that Harry did not kill Cedric! If you don't feel like becoming a ferret again I suggest you take your pasty white ass and get the hell out of here before I retaliate."
"Oh, so now the Mudblood is sticking up for her boyfriend!"
"I gave you a chance to get out," Hermione raised her wand and muttered a spell under her breath.
Draco tried to speak and retaliate with a smug comment about her spells not being strong enough to work but what he meant to say didn't escape his lips, what he did say shocked the room, well, all except Hermione, who knew what was going on.
"Well, have a nice day, I hope to see you at Hogwarts!" Draco not believing what he had just said, turned on his heel and ran out the door screaming like a baby.
Hermione stifled a giggle, "Well I suppose that should shut him up for a while."
Hermione caught Harry's grateful gaze and burst out laughing. She couldn't hold it in anymore.
"What did you do to him?" asked Ron in awe.
"Oh, just a simple spell actually. It inhibits a person from saying anything snide or derogatory about anyone."
"Thanks Hermione, I wasn't exactly in the mood to put up with him today." Harry was truly grateful though he looked dreadfully tired.
"Harry, why don't you try and get some sleep. We'll wake you in a bit."
"Thanks," Harry yawned and stretched out on the cushion.
After Harry was asleep Hermione felt Ron's gaze settle upon her.
"You know, you never told me why you broke up with Krum."
"Ron, I don't want to talk about this." Hermione let out a sigh.
"Hermione, you've got to tell someone."
"I know Ron, but it's a touchy subject." "Hermione, quit being like that, you know that Harry and I are your best friends, we'll understand."
"Oh, fine, I'll tell you, but you have to promise to not tell anyone."
"Not even Harry?"
"I think I can manage to tell him myself."
"Well then.spill."
Hermione stood and closed the door, which had been left open when Draco had run away. Ron understanding what she was doing stood and closed the windows.
"All right, you know how Krum invited me to Bulgaria for the summer?"
Ron nodded.
"Well, when I was packing to go I asked myself what I was doing. I didn't really want to go to Bulgaria, I just wanted to have some time to think. So I owled Viktor and told him that my parents had said that I couldn't come, but that was a lie, but I didn't even care. I don't care about him." Hermione's voice trailed off.
"So, who's the new guy?"
"What?!" Hermione was taken aback by the snide tone in Ron's voice.
"Hermione, don't play coy with me. I want to know, and I'll find out some way or another."
Hermione rolled her eyes. Just then they heard a scream from Harry. As they looked over to the cushion where Harry had been lying, he was not there, they panicked.
"Ouch," Harry said as he stood up off the floor, massaging his head.
"Harry, what in the world was that for?" Ron was in quite a bad mood.
"Geez, what's the matter with you?"
"OH, nevermind!" yelled Ron and he left the compartment in a huff. "What bug crawled up his ass?"
"He's jealous."
"Of what?" Harry inquired.
"Of me."
"Why?"
"Harry has he said anything about having feelings about me to you?"
"No, but he did always seem to fit you into our conversations over the holidays."
"Oh, no. It's as I expected." Hermione sighed. "Harry, he asked me why I broke up with Viktor."
Harry visibly tensed at Krum's name. He shook it off quickly, wondering why that had happened. "So what happened?"
"I don't have any feeling for him anymore."
"And Ron thinks there's another guy?"
"Yes, but he's not completely wrong, that's the problem."
"Well, I'm not going to pry into it, after all, it's your business."
"Thanks Harry."
"Hey, what're friends for? Do you think maybe we better."
".go find Ron," Hermione finished.
"Yeah."
"Let's go."
Harry and Hermione set off through the train searching for Ron, Harry wondering the entire time why he had tensed when he heard Krum's name. Was he jealous too?