Disclaimer:I don't own any of these characters. Only the plot is mine
(MINE!!!). The great J. K. Rowling owns the characters.
Chapter 1
Hermione Granger looked at the train station. Well, this was it. This was gonna be the last time she went on that train. She started forward, searching for her best friends, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter. She found them almost immediately, due to Ron's fire-red hair. Oh, and because they were yelling her name.
"Hermione!" Harry's voice could be heard over the whole train station. "Harry! Ron!" She exclaimed happily. God, she had missed them! She watched as they made their way over to her, pushing themselves through the crowd. "Quick! Let's get into our usual compartment, before somebody else takes it!" Ron eagerly shouted.
"*Sigh*" Hermione heaved a sigh of relief, when she shut the compartment door after them, blocking out all the noise.
Nobody moved for a while, they just sat watching each other, observing how much they've changed. Harry had certainly grown, his unruly hair framing his thick black glasses. It looked like he was starting to grow a moustache, all of it adding up to one conclusion. He was HOT. Ron had developed a tan over the summer, and he wasn't tall and gangly anymore, he had filled in a lot. His chest was well toned, as were his shoulders. Now Hermione, SHE had changed. She had somehow tamed her bushy hair, and it now cascaded down her back in wide ringlets. She had on minimal eyeshadow, and some shimmering lipgloss. She wore a one-sleeved red tank top that said in bold lettering "Angels Don't Cry". She wore a black mini skirt and a pair of black high heeled boots. She had also developed a lot since last year.
Ahh, yes. This was going to be one great year.
Chapter 1
Hermione Granger looked at the train station. Well, this was it. This was gonna be the last time she went on that train. She started forward, searching for her best friends, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter. She found them almost immediately, due to Ron's fire-red hair. Oh, and because they were yelling her name.
"Hermione!" Harry's voice could be heard over the whole train station. "Harry! Ron!" She exclaimed happily. God, she had missed them! She watched as they made their way over to her, pushing themselves through the crowd. "Quick! Let's get into our usual compartment, before somebody else takes it!" Ron eagerly shouted.
"*Sigh*" Hermione heaved a sigh of relief, when she shut the compartment door after them, blocking out all the noise.
Nobody moved for a while, they just sat watching each other, observing how much they've changed. Harry had certainly grown, his unruly hair framing his thick black glasses. It looked like he was starting to grow a moustache, all of it adding up to one conclusion. He was HOT. Ron had developed a tan over the summer, and he wasn't tall and gangly anymore, he had filled in a lot. His chest was well toned, as were his shoulders. Now Hermione, SHE had changed. She had somehow tamed her bushy hair, and it now cascaded down her back in wide ringlets. She had on minimal eyeshadow, and some shimmering lipgloss. She wore a one-sleeved red tank top that said in bold lettering "Angels Don't Cry". She wore a black mini skirt and a pair of black high heeled boots. She had also developed a lot since last year.
Ahh, yes. This was going to be one great year.