Author's Note:

Hello, Hello!

I know, shocking. You're getting a AN from me. Which I don't do with the Kodi fic. I have my reasons and please understand, dear reader(s), it has nothing to do with you.

So, let me just say that this takes place just as the Hogwarts Express is leaving the station within the first book. It will be a background story because I feel like you need it to fully understand the Kodi fic.

And yes, I know, I know: it's confusing to keep up with the events of that fic. Let me just put it to you this way: Someone with a cloak, keeps going to the Forbidden Forest-searching for something. Kodi; replace Harry of the events surrounding the character keeps figuring things out and getting into trouble. The more you go further into the chapters, the confusion continues. I have my reasons for this because I can't give away what I have in store for this series. And yes there will be 3 major fics to this series. The one-shots will be put into more clarity as for the background story.

Also I want to thank my best friend, Ket for getting me back into this fandom and helping me out with certain stuff that I clearly have forgotten. Also THANK GOD FOR Harry Potter Lexicon WEBSITE! Anytime that I'm writing within the chapter or next chapters or one-shots, I have that sucker open and going back and forth and searching the living daylights for something to back up what I have in mind. Again, THANK GOD FOR Harry Potter Lexicon WEBSITE!

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Enjoy,

Alonia143.

How it all began.

Summary: How it all began was a simple long train ride from London to Hogwarts for Hermione and Draco.

It was early, even for people getting on the 8 O'clock train. However, that is just fine with the little girl who was already past the barrier of Platform Nine and Three-quarters. She was so excited, she hugged and kissed her parents and said her goodbyes to them as she got her luggage onto the train and got a compartment to herself.

She had pulled out a very large thick book called: Hogwarts, A History. Her brown bushy hair was free as her brown eyes darted to the right and then back to the left as she continued to read and understand Hogwarts better.

It wasn't about until twenty minutes later that her door opened and there stood a boy. She looked up at him curiously.

His bright blonde hair was slick back; his corn blue eyes darted around and walked in.

"Hi, I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy," he introduced himself to her.

She looked up at him and then stood up, taking his hand and replied "I'm Hermione Granger,"

"Granger?" Draco almost sneered at her.

"Yes, I am," she retorted back.

Draco looked her over and asked "You're not that sort of people are you?"

"What sort? I am a person, if that's what you mean?" she replied back, not taking his crap.

Draco sneered and asked "Are your parents apart of this world?"

"Of course they are, you halfwit! Now, why are you asking me these things? Just to bother me?" she snapped fully at him.

Draco swallowed and said softly "Sorry,"

"Yeah, sure you are. Now answer my questions, please!" she huffed hotly still.

"Because I think it should be just within the families to come here," Draco retorted back, getting irritated at this witch.

Hermione stared at him and replied "But if the others can't learn to know how to wield it, what would happen next? I can understand why to keep it within the families, but magic is magic. You can't control it,"

Draco nodded and thought that maybe of what his father had taught him all of his life was wrong?

"What house do you think you will be sorted in?" Draco asked her curiously.

"Ravenclaw, maybe?" she said back "What about you?"

"Slytherin. If I am put into another house, I will be disowned," Draco simply put it.

"Disowned? At the age of 11? I hardly doubt it," Hermione replied back, confused.

"You are that sort of-"

"Do not go back on that topic again! I told you, my parents are of this world!" she cut in, glaring at Draco.

He finally dropped the topic for now.

Hermione knew what the word that Draco was going to call her in the future when he learned of her bloodline. She was a muggleborn. She has heard the pureblooded society call her Mudblood while she was getting her stuff for Hogwarts.

She didn't realize that the whistle was being blown for the students to board the train.

"Do you know how to fly?" Draco asked her.

"No, I'm afraid of heights," she replied back, looking up at him.

"It's not that bad, Hermione," Draco replied "you just hold onto the handle and off you go,"

"Off you go?" she repeated his words in disbelief.

"If I had my broom I would show you," he said back.

"Oh? Can you do magic?" she asked him curiously.

"You and I both know that you can't really do a spell without an adult around," He said back "Unless you would like the Ministry to come down on you,"

"I …didn't think about that," she muttered lamely.

Draco nodded as then the door slid open with the trolley cart lady "Anything from the trolley dears?"

"Pumpkin past-"

"We'll take everything," Draco interrupted Hermione, holding out a bag for the trolley cart lady.

She nodded and started to hand things to Draco as he handed them to Hermione. Hermione blushed as everything was on both seats as the trolley lady walked away.

"You didn't have to do this," Hermione told Draco, blushing still.

"We're on this train for a long time. All day in fact. I suggest we eat what we have here and then have a proper dinner at the school," Draco replied, getting into the chocolate frogs.

Hermione watched him curiously and asked "What witch or wizard did you get?"

"Professor Dumbledore," Draco said, reading the back of the card after he put a spell on his chocolate frog and broke it up.

"Oh? What does it say?" she asked him curiously, getting up and sitting right beside him.

"He defeated a dark wizard; Grindelwald of 1945. Discovered 12 uses of dragon blood. His work on alchemy with his best friend, Nicolas Flamel and enjoys chamber music and tenpin bowling? What's that?" Draco read to her, also handing her the card.

"I don't honestly know. A Muggle thing?" she replied, hoping that confused expression would help.

"Yeah," Draco sneered "You can keep that card,"

"Thank you Draco," she replied, smiling at him.

"You're welcome…Hermione," he said back, leaning against the window.

About half of the day went on like this for Draco and Hermione. At times one would fall asleep as the other watched over him or her. Draco would tell more of his life at home and Hermione would simply put "I don't know" or agree with Draco. It was safe to say that things were going well for them both.

When their door slid open for the second time, Hermione saw a boy with a round face, dark hair and blue eyes.

"Hello, I'm Neville Longbottom. I was wondering if you or he has seen a toad anywhere. I've lost my pet toad, Trevor," he asked them very politely.

"No? Why on earth would you need such a thing?" Draco sneered at him.

"Draco! Come on, let's help him find it," Hermione said back in utter shock.

"Do whatever you like," Draco dismissed her, looking out the window "I'm not looking for a filthy toad that has probably hopped off of this train,"

Hermione stood up and said "I'll help you find him, Neville,"

The door slid shut but, Hermione didn't miss the dig of what Draco had said. Nor did she notice Draco looking after her as she walked away.

When she came back, they were closer to Hogwarts and she said in a rush "I saw Harry Potter! He was this ginger kid,"

"What? You saw Harry Potter?" Draco said back, looking at her in awe.

"Yeah, but who is Ron Weasley?" She asked him curiously.

"They are purebloods. But they don't act like they should. Blood Traitors is what they are," Draco simply replied back with a sneer.

Hermione looked confused but kept her questions at bay. She didn't want to alert Draco that she was in fact a muggleborn.

"If we do get sorted into different houses, Hermione, don't think my friendship with you will end there," Draco softly told her.

"What do you mean?" she asked him, trying to figure him out.

"You will be sorted into a different house then me. As you said earlier today, Ravenclaw or Gryffindor. I don't honestly see you as a Hufflepuff. If you do go into Gryffindor…." He said but trailed off.

"But?" she encouraged him.

"We will be rivals. I like talking to you. You're not stupid like the others are," he finished, looking at her now.

"Thank you, Draco. That was really nice of you to say to me. Probably the nicest that anyone has said to me," she said looking at the ground.

Draco tilted his head to the right and asked "Society doesn't accept you because you're not a pureblood?"

She bit her lower lip and said nothing.

"It's alright if you're a half-blood. It's not your fault," he continued looking at her.

She nodded and then said "What if we are rivals? I don't want this friendship of ours to…to…to end,"

"We'll find a way to talk. Probably go to the library in the far corner," Draco reassured her.

Hermione nodded as the train started to slow down in speed. The bend in the rail road showed the castle just up ahead.

Draco pulled something out of his robes and sneakily put it into Hermione's robe pocket.

When they departed the train after it had crawled to a slow stop in Hogsmeade a loud booming voice called for first years. Hermione lost Draco in the sudden crowd of students.

She looked everywhere for him but, it was probably for the best. They rode in the wooden boats across the lake under the cliff of where Hogwarts was gleaming proudly into the dark night.

As the first years started to walk up the long stair case, Hermione saw Draco. He locked his eyes with hers and smiled softly at her.

For now, they all climbed up the stairway and into the area where she first saw a Professor waiting for them.

"Welcome to Hogwarts," the professor began "Now, in a few moments, you will pass through these doors and join your classmates. But before you can take your seats, you must sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Now while you're here, your house will be like your family. You're triumphs will earn you points, any rule breaking and you will lose points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is award with the house cup,"

Then there was a croaking sound with "Trevor!" from Neville.

The professor didn't look all that pleased when he quickly snatched the frog up and shamefully said "Sorry," and rejoined the group of students.

It didn't go unnoticed that some of the students giggled.

"The sorting ceremony will begin momentarily," The professor finished and walked away in her emerald green robes and black pointed hat.

It wouldn't be some time much, much later that Hermione would be in her bed with her curtains drawn up with the piece of paper that she had found in her robe pocket.

"In the inky starry sky, the moon danced and the stars sang. A comet was slowly darting across as the moon was in awe. Only once do you know a beauty of someone once in your life that you really understand. Whisper and fear not of the future," was all that was written.

Then suddenly the ink faded away. Eyes wide, Hermione snuck out of her bed, down the staircase and over to one of the desks.

She then wrote in her neat handwriting "Draco?"

But there was no answer back. Instead, the paper folded itself up into two animals. One was that of a lioness and the other was that of a snake.

Hermione stared at the piece of paper in awe as then the piece of paper folded itself into a crane and flew back into Hermione's hand.

How could an 11 year old, know such powerful magic already?

Then their conversation from the train came back "You and I both know that you can't really do a spell without an adult around,"

Hermione suddenly felt all alone. Like the one friend that she had managed to make, will probably no longer want to be her friend when he finds out about her blood status. A single tear rolled down her face as she took the paper crane back up to her bed.

Hermione felt a olden ache in her heart.

She didn't know when the truth would come out that she wasn't a half-blood but a muggleborn, or when she would break his trust. She didn't know that he would be the one to try and help her throughout the years as Lord Voldemort gained his powers back. Nor would either of them know that they would fall in love and have a daughter in the far future.

For now, she closed her tired eyes and fell asleep.

Fin