Mudblood Me

Chapter 1 - Interesting Train Ride

"Hermione!" called the tall red head in front of her, "We're gunna miss the train!"

"No we won't Ronald." Said the frizzy haired, brown eyed girl, "Besides, Harry isn't here yet."

"He knows where the train is. Maybe he's already there."

"We're supposed to meet here!" Hermione had worry in her eyes. "I'm worried!"

Ron grabbed her arm and gently pulled her along. "He's fine 'Mione! Come on! It leaves any minute!"

She reluctantly let Ron lead her to the train and boarded with one last glance at the Platform.

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Harry still hadn't shown up by the time the train had started. By this time Hermione had been pacing and worrying.

"What happened? What if he's hurt? What if someone took him!? Ron! We have to look for him!"

She went on rambling, unaware of the handsome blonde outside the compartment, listening contently.

"What if…" Hermione froze.

" 'Mione?" She slowly looked over at Ron, who sat with his back to the door. "Hermione, what is it?"

"N-n…"

"Spit it out Granger!" said the blonde boy, coming into view of the door.

"Mind your own business, Malfoy!" shouted Ron. He turned and faced the boy with anger in his eyes.

"Harry…"Ron hadn't heard the girl, but 'Malfoy' had.

"Where is he, Mudblood? To afraid to come to school now, huh?"

"Don't call her that, Malfoy!"

The boys were now standing face to face, but were interrupted by Hermione screaming.

"Hermione!" she collapsed, but Malfoy caught her. "Give her to me!" Ron snatched Hermione out of the blonde's arms and sat her down on the compartment seat. "Hermione!" Ron stood over the unconscious girl, not knowing what to do.

"You stupid Weasel! Let me see her." Ron, too shocked to object, let him try and help her. "Mudblood!" He lightly slapped her face and shook her. She stirred slightly and moaned. Malfoy conjured a wet cloth and applied it to her head. "There. Back to your annoying, smart-alecky self." Then he walked out of the room, leaving a frantic Ron to tend to Hermione. A small crowd had gathered around the compartment, probably from the scream. All of them Gryffindors. He walked back to his compartment and sat down next his lug of a friend, Goyle. Crab sat across from Goyle with Pansy sitting across Malfoy.

"Dracy-poo!" said the black-haired, pug-faced Pansy. "Sit next to me!"

"There is no room." At that, Draco turned and looked out at the passing land, ignoring the black haired, pug-faced, girl to fume.

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"Hermione!"

I felt myself fall, but I didn't hit the ground. I was caught by strong and warm arms. I heard voices, but I didn't understand them. Then I felt someone grab me. They weren't warm or comfortable. Then I felt myself being laid down. I hated being the means of this whole scare. I don't know why that affected me so much… I mean, it wasn't real… Was it? I heard some more fuzzy voices, then warm hands lightly slapping me. Then I felt myself shaking, my head hurt and I managed a moan. Then I felt a wet cloth on my forehead. I opened my eyes, barley enough to see a tall, strong, blonde walking away, and a mass of bright red consuming the rest of my sight. I heard Ron saying my name, trying to get me to wake up. I shifted and looked at him.

"What happened 'Mione?"

"I saw- I- I-"

"What is it?" I started crying and felt his cool, uncomfortable arms around me. I didn't want to tell him what I saw. And I didn't want to see the image of Harry lying dead on the floor with Voldemort standing over him.

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