A/N: So this is my second chapter to this fanfic, and I wanted to say thanks to everyone who followed/favourite my story, because it made my day! Now on with the story, but first…

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER! Wish I did though, then I would make Draco and Hermione become a couple in the books ;)

Hermione's P.O.V:

Once I apparated into Diagon Alley with Ron holding my hand, I decided to ask him where he wanted to go first. "Let's go to Madame Malkin's, get our robes, and then head off to Flourish and Blotts for our books. After the book shop we can break for lunch and get some ice cream from Florean's."

"That sounds wonderful, Ron! Let's get to it then!" I replied.

Soon after getting our robes and all our textbooks, we were sitting in our own private table and we were eating our ice cream cones, I had strawberry while he had chocolate with chocolate chunks and Oreo crumbs on top. I started a conversation on the history of chocolate, but he didn't seem very interested. He kept staring at that cow, Lavender Brown. She probably has ice cream on her forehead or something, I thought, not wanting for my mood to dampen. We finished our ice creams, got up, and headed for the apparation point where we would meet Harry and Ginny. I suddenly decided to confront Ron on his staring. "Ron, why were you staring at Lavender earlier?" I asked with a curious tone. He seemed a bit startled at first but almost immediately he regained his composure and answered with a caring tone, "I wasn't staring at her Herms; I was just letting my eyes wander on the clientele. You know I like you, Herms."

"Alright Ron, and don't call me Herms, I hate that nickname." I replied with a bit of whatever -ness in my tone. I seemed a bit suspicious towards him but I let the manner drop and gave him a quick, passionate kiss on the lips. Harry and Ginny appeared just then and we all apparated to the Burrow.

September 1st, 1998

I woke up to everyone running around the house at about 9:00 A.M, typical Weasley lateness, I thought as I got up to take a shower and get dressed. 20 minutes later, I was dressed in a pair of white skinny jeans with blue flowers on them, a cream coloured t-shirt with its back all in lace, my black Converse, and my favourite feather earrings were on. I had straightened my hair this morning, managing to tame my bushy hair for once. I grabbed my shiny new Head Girl badge, pinned to my shirt, grabbed my trunk, and ran downstairs. Everyone was running all over the place, saying that they couldn't find things (Ron), that they thought their broom was in imperfect condition (Harry), and that they didn't have anything to wear (Ginny). Glad I pre-packed all my stuff, I made to sit down at the breakfast table when something that was on my seat caught my eye. Ah ha! A whoopee cushion, typical Fred and George behaviour. I tossed it to the side and sat down, helping myself to some hash browns, eggs, toast, and bacon. A few minutes later, Ginny sat down beside me in her brand new outfit (guess she transfigured some of her clothes), and only put an egg and some toast on her plate. I knew how Ginny was about weight and dieting, but I still rolled my eyes. I then started eating my bacon, without noticing Ginny staring at me in disgust. "Ugh, Hermione, you should lay off the bacon, it will make you obese, and you're already a bit pudgy in the middle, you know." Ginny, who was a stick pretty much, said. "Whatever, bacon is too good, so I can't help myself. And I am NOT pudgy, I'm perfectly flat." I replied with a snort, rolling my eyes at her logic.

After breakfast we all headed to the driveway and got into the ministry cars that Mrs. Weasley had gotten for us. We arrived at Kings Cross with 15 minutes to spare. We all ran inside the station, and headed straight for the barrier, easily passing through. I headed for the train, and stepped inside, waving goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Fred and George as the train started to move forwards. I sat back down to start cuddling with Ron, but I couldn't find him anywhere. I was going to ask Harry and Ginny where he was, but they were too busy snogging passionately and a bit sloppily in the compartment corner. I sighed, got up, and exited the compartment, only to freeze at the sight in front of me. NO. FUCKING. WAY. Ron was snogging Lavender not 4 feet from where I stood, not giving a damn about his supposed girlfriend, aka ME! I was furious at him! That douche bag was CHEATING on me, and probably for the whole summer! "RONALD WEASLEY! HOW DARE YOU CHEAT ON ME! I THOUGHT YOU BETTER THAN THAT!" I screamed at him with as much fury as Voldemort could release. "Herms, it's not what it looks like…" Ron pleaded, but I forced myself to calm down, but I was still SUPER angry. "Ronald, I hope you enjoyed our little fling, but we are OVER!" I said in a deathly calm voice.

I then ran down the hall all the way to the Heads compartment, and I was almost there until I ran into a human wall. I fell on my bum and looked at the person who knocked me over. It was Malfoy, ugh. "What are you doing here Malfoy? The Slytherin compartment is on the other side of the train." I said to him with disgust filling my voice. He smirked his trademark smirk, and just offered his hand to help me up. I ignored it and got up myself, not wanting to trust the ferret. "I'm the new Head Boy, Granger. I guess we'll be sharing a common room then. Hey, why are you crying?" He asked his tone suddenly thick with concern. I stopped to wipe my tears, and wondered why he was being so nice to me. I looked into his eyes for any trace of lying, but I couldn't find any. I went into the compartment and he followed me inside. We both sat down, and I was about to tell him what was wrong when he interrupted me.

A/N: Ohhhhh cliff hanger! (It's a bad one I know). For all of you out there, I'm going to try to update every day, but my schoolwork comes first, so I'm sorry if I don't update frequently. Remember, favourite, follow, and REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!