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Just to warn you guys, I may not be able to update that frequent. Finished AS levels, and my word the stress was awfull…and after that I am going to be one busy bee. I'm flying off to Dominica for a few days, then I have a dance show when I come back and then drama school for a week…a lot I know, but I promise to try and sneak in a quick cheeky update in-between everything

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Disclaimer: It pains me to say that I am not, and will never be the brilliant J.K. Rowling L

Anything you recognise is from the films or books.

Chapter Two: First Day.

I was struggling to breath; the crazed Death Eater, Bellatrix Lestrange was straddling me, crushing me.

"The sword is meant to be in my vault in Gringotts, how did you get it?" Bellatrix whispered into my face, her spit flying everywhere. "Did you and your friends take it from my vault?" she screamed with anger.

"I didn't take anything," I cried out to her, but that wasn't the answer she wanted to hear.

"Right," she said, and that is when she pulled out her wand and started to engrave something into my left arm. The pain was excruciating and I couldn't help but scream. This pain seemed to last a life time and I realised it was over. Well I thought it was over, until she smiled a deranged smile at me. A smile filled with evil and glee, and then she muttered the word most wizards dread…

"Crucio," she muttered. And I was struck with a pain. A pain so unbearable it has pushed some wizards to the brink of insanity.

"Hermione, Hermione wake up," a voice whispered into my ear, barely heard over the screaming. The pain was excruciating, the worst pain I have or will ever experience. And then I opened my eyes, and saw that I was not in Malfoy Manor anymore but in fact the Gryffindor…common room? How did I get here? I looked around and saw Harry and Ron kneeling down next to me, looking at me very worriedly while Lavender and Ginny stood slightly further back. It was as if they were giving us – The Golden Trio – privacy.

"What time is it?" I asked sitting up on the sofa where I was resting. Harry then proceeded to sit on my left while Ron sat to my right and they both put their arms around me, to comfort me.

"It's just gone five," Ginny answered. The guilt inside me started to rise.

"Oh I am so sorry guys. I didn't mean to wake you up, especially at this hour," I apologized immediately.

"We don't mind, we're your best friends. Besides I can't talk, after I used to wake you and Ron up constantly with my scar." Harry joked. I smiled a small smile.

"Look guys go back to be, I know how grumpy you are in the mornings," I told them. Immediately Lavender agreed and headed to the dorms without even a backwards glance. Ginny on the other hand studied me for a few moments before saying anything.

"You sure?" she checked. I nodded, "Okay. I'll see you in a few hours," she finished giving me a quick hug before she headed back to her dorm. I looked at harry and Ron.

"We aren't leaving 'Mione," Ron stated adamantly. This is the first time in ages we have been together. Just the three of us…maybe I haven't lost my best friends after all.

"What was your dream about?" Harry asked quietly. I didn't answer immediately, instead watching the flames dance around in the fire place. It was slightly hypnotic in a way as it helped me feel calmer. The boys sat beside me waiting patiently for me to answer. One minute passed…the two…then five…

"Malfoy Manor." Finally answering and I felt the prickly sensation behind my eyes. Not the tears again. Who knew that crying took away so much energy? I am physically drained and just want to sleep but can't.

"Hermione, she can't hurt you ever again. She's dead. Gone. Your safe now," Harry whispered trying to reason with me. I looked at him confused.

"Am I? Am I really?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" Ron asked, his voice shaking slightly.

"There are still death eaters out there, that haven't been killed or captured yet. You don't really believe that just because Voldermort is dead that they are immediately going to change their views on mudbloods? I'm still in danger, and probably always will be," I explained to them, the tears threatening to fall disappearing and replaced by anger.

"Don't call your self that!" The boys both cried out simultaneously. I gave a small smirk.

"Why not?" It's not like I'm ever going to be able to escape the word." I said quietly raising my pyjama sleeve to reveal my scar.

"Oh Hermione," Harry whispered remorsefully, stroking the scar before pulling my sleeve back down, "I promise you, I will find something to get rid of that for you."

I laughed quietly and briefly, "Harry, this was made by dark magic. If I can't find anything, what makes you think you can? They don't call me the brightest witch for no reason." And with that I stood up to head back to my dorm.

"I will find something Hermione. I'm not gonna give up," Harry called out behind me. I shook my head as I walked up the stairs towards the girl's dorm.

Back in the dorm, Lavender was already asleep. Such a good friend…I don't think so. I climbed back into my own bed and tried to get back to sleep, but it was proving virtually impossible. I was scared to close my eyes. Scared to relive those painful memories again and again. Half an hour later and it was official, I couldn't get to sleep, so I gave up and got out of bed. It was going up for six; breakfast doesn't officially start for another hour and a half, so I had time to waste. I headed to the bathroom and got into the shower. The water fell down around me, surrounding me like a protective blanket. The tears I held back from earlier fell from my eyes. I wish my parents were here. I just want the Auror to hurry up and bring them back to me. Time past quickly. And eventually I climbed out of the shower and muttered a quick drying spell with my wand that I had rested by the sink. I wrapped a towel around my body and went back into the dorm. As I quickly looked around I saw that all of the girls were still asleep as I got dressed into my uniform. I picked up my bag and Hogwarts: A History New Edition and headed to the Great Hall with some of the other early birds.

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As I walked into the Great Hall, I realised I was one of the only Gryffindor's to sit at our table. I poured myself a glass of Pumpkin juice and grabbed a piece of buttered toast. I took a small bite and opened the book to page one. After the war had finished, a small group of people came together to add all the information about the war, and how the Wizarding World was saved by the Golden Trio. Reading the latest chapter made me realise how life changing it has been. Loved ones now safe some lost forever. Every ones life has been changed and some people have showed their true selves. Snape for example, who sadly died. We never saw eye to eye, and it seemed that he hated everyone in Gryffindor. That may have been true, but everything he did in this war was to protect Harry, and for that I will be eternally grateful. I was just turning the page when I sensed someone sit down next to me. I looked up and saw my three best friends and Lavender.

"Lavender said you weren't in bed when she woke up. You alright?" Ginny asked as she scooped up some scrambled egg onto her plate.

"Couldn't sleep." I answered as I closed my book. Nobody said anything because of Lavender we fell into an awkward silence. Well for me it was awkward as Harry and Ginny started their own private conversation, and Lavender and Ron where whispering in each others ears. Maybe things haven't changed at all then. I was just about to open my book when I noticed that Professor McGonagall was handing out our school timetables. I took the timetable that McGonagall handed to me and looked at it. Defence Against the Dark Arts, followed by double Potions, Ancient Runes and Arithmacy. I know that Ginny had the same subjects as me, so I won't be totally alone, I guess. Time inside the Great Hall seemed to move quickly and I even managed to finish Hogwarts: A History, and it was time for D.A.D.A. When we arrived at the classroom I saw that everyone was standing outside waiting for the new teacher to arrive.

"Come in," a high pitch sounding voice rang from inside the classroom. We all filed in and took out seats. I took the seat at the front and the couples took the seats behind me leaving me along once again. I took out my books and laid them on the table. I was starting to get used to it now, the whole being alone thing. Maybe it's time I moved on and found other friends, but I don't think I'm ready to leave all of the memories.

"Good morning class. My name is Professor Miranda and I am your new Defence against the Dark Arts Teacher," she introduced. I quickly gave her the once over. She looked around twenty five and had a very soft face. She looked warm and welcoming. She had pale skin and jet black hair that contrast nicely. "Today what I was thinking we could do, is have a little review over all the jinxes, curses etc. that you have meant to have already know. As I don't know you very well, today I want to see how much you remember," then she clapped her hand together and pointed at me. "Miss Granger, one third of the Golden Trio, name the three unforgivable curses." Wow she doesn't hang about, I thought.

"The Imperious Curse, the Cruciatus Curse, and the Killing Curse." I answered straight away.

"Good. You Mr?" she pointed to someone else.

"Zabini."

"Mr Zabini, explain what Fiendfyre is," she said. I turned to look over at Zabini,

"It's a type of fire made from Dark Magic. It is difficult to control and can not be put out by a simple Augumenti charm." He answered. The professor nodded and that is how the class continued for an hour. Finally I heard the bell ring signalling the end of the lesson. I quickly gathered up my things into my arms as Miranda spoke,

"For homework guys, I want you to write me an essay on the Blasting Curse and its uses for tomorrow's lesson."

As I was walking out of the classroom, I felt someone bump into my causing me to drop my books. Oh for goodness sake. I bent down and started to pick them up, when I saw another pair of hands helping me. As they handed me my books I was shocked at who it was helping me. Malfoy? Malfoy or all people. Am I dreaming?

"Sorry about that Granger," he said as he walked off. Since when did Malfoy's apologize? And Especially to me?

Ahh first interaction between Hermione and Draco…oh how exciting :P

Next chapter, more drama and a bit more Dramione

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