With the Snakes?

Hermione: Is this going to be a proper chapter then Pixie?

Pixie: Yes, and the last one was just the prologue as I have been trying to tell you.

Harry: While those two bicker, Pixie, as always doesn't own anything you recognise, i.e. characters, places etc. She does, however own the plot.

Pixie: Enjoy the story!

"Harry! You're here! Finally!" shrieked an exited 10-year-old.

"Come see what Mum & Dad got me!"

Hermione grabbed the youngest Potter by the wrist and hauled him, with surprising strength for a ten year-old girl, up the stairs and into her room.

The room was filled with toys, books and clothes, but what drew both children's excited gazes was the shining, polished wood of the broomstick hovering in the middle of the room.

"Wow!" Harry stood and gaped at it.

"Can I have a go? Please Mya?" he begged his life-long friend.

"Sure Harry, just don't go too high. I did, and I almost fell off." She laughed, watching as Harry clambered onto the hovering broom.

"Wow! This is so cool!" the younger boy's voice rung happily round the room as their parent's voices chimed from the lower floor…

"Harry dear, that's your parents her to collect you." Said Jacqueline Granger as she put her head round Hermione's door.

"Ok Mrs. Granger. See you tomorrow Mya. Try and get a good seat on the train, I know you'll be their early." Harry got to his feet, Hermione mimicking his actions.

Hugging him, she started for the door, "I will, but don't expect me to be there that early!"

They walked down to the front door in companiable silence.

"Hermione, lovely to see you dear. Looking forwards to school tomorrow?" asked Lilly Potter, smiling at Hermione.

"Yeah, I can't wait; it's going to be so exiting!"

"Good to hear dear. Well we'll see you tomorrow Jacqueline, Alex. Say goodbye Harry."

"Goodbye Harry." Harry laughed at his own joke along with Hermione and their parents.

Lilly shook her head, handed his son her coat and pulled her own gloves onto her hand, "Come along Harry."

"See you Mya."

"Bye Harry. See you tomorrow."

The station was filled with the calls of parents and children saying goodbye to one-another, and the whistle of the train as it prepared to leave.

The call of the guard, "ALL ABOARD!" reverberated throughout the station as the children clambered onto the train.

Hermione kissed both her parents goodbye, and with promises to write clambered onto the train to find the compartment she had claimed earlier. Harry was right; she had been there two hours before the train was due to leave.

As she walked down the passage, whispers erupted behind her.

"That's Hermione Granger isn't it?"

"I saw the scar, it's her!"

"Granger?!"

"She's in Hogwarts!?"

"MYA! Wait!"

Harry hurtled down the passageway, bashing into everyone in his path.

"Sorry everyone!" he called over his shoulder.

He grabbed Hermione by the arm, and dragged her into the compartment, luckily the right one.

"What is it Harry? Something's up."

"You will never believe what I've just heard!"

Pixie: MWHAHA cliffy!!! hehe. You know the drill, review, and I post the next chappie.

Hermione: Now that was more like a chapter, none of this 'prologue' nonsense.

Pixie: Shut it Mya, or I'll let Old Mouldy Voldy kill you in the next chapter!

Hermione: You wouldn't dare!... Would you? You can't do that!!! I'm the main character!!!

Pixie: I would so!!! Just you wait!

Hermione: (gapes)

Pixie: That shut you up, didn't it!?

Harry: Girls! Bloody Hell... is all they do fight??? Review anyways, and ask these two to shut it!"

Since posting this story earlier today, I have had multiple complaints about listing it as Harry and Hermione as the main characters. I usualy post stories under the main characters since I don't have a definite plan for the story. I am planning to make this story Hermione/Draco, but depending on how things turn out, that may not be the actual main pairing. This is why 'With The Snakes?' has been posted as Hermione and Harry as the main characters. I'm sorry if any readers took offence at the previous note, but I was in a really bad mood about the fact that I was being insulted about something so trivial. Thanks for reading, and as I always appreciate constructive criticism.