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Summary: Hermione and Ron are dating, but little does Ron know that Hermione secretly wants to kill him. Draco is madly in love with Hermione.

Rating: M

Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the plot. Obviously.

Chapter Two: How Can I Get What I Want?

I approached the train, trying to figure out how I could get onto it without being noticed by Ron. It would be difficult, but its worth a try. I walked slowly, head down as I passed a group of Gryffindors. There he was, the one I must kill. I skirted past him and ran alongside the train, trying to get in quickly. Once I was inside the train, I searched for a carriage where he would never find me. The only problem was, I didn't think of who I might bump into…

BUMP.BUMP.BUMP.BUMP.BUMP.BUMP.BUMP.BUMP.BUMP.BUMP.BUMP.

There she was, beautiful, sophisticated Hermione. She had bumped into me, but I wasn't the one complaining. She was.

"Malfoy! How could you? My bag has been tossed aside, my hair is all fluffed up and its all your fault!"

I stared at her, amused by her ranting. She was cute when she raved. Her eyes sparkled, her hair was dishevelled and her face was bright red. I should have kissed her right then and there, but all I did was calmly place her bag in an upright position, kissed her on the cheek, and walked off to find a compartment. I could feel her eyes boring into the back of my head and I could sense that she had her mouth open, nearly dropping to the floor. I didn't care what she thought. I just hoped that she and I crossed paths again soon.

HOPE.HOPE.HOPE.HOPE.HOPE.HOPE.HOPE.HOPE.HOPE.HOPE.HOPE.HOPE.

"Where is Hermia?" I asked Harry, looking over the crowds of people. No bushy brown hair anywhere.

"Probably sitting in a compartment reading" replied Harry, looking bored.

She should be right next to me, but for some reason, she wasn't. I started to panic. Maybe she was off snogging some other guy. Or worse, she could be giving herself to some other guy!

"Ron, why have you gone so pale? Your freckles are really standing out!" exclaimed Harry. He had a concerned look on his face as he observed his red haired friend.

"Im just a bit worried about where Hermione is. You don't think she is with some other guy, right?" Ron managed to say.

"No, unless she doesn't love you anymore Ron. I reckon she still loves you though." Harry sad, hoping to reassure his friend.

Little did he know, Ron was thinking of how he could force Hermione to be his own.

FORCE.FORCE.FORCE.FORCE.FORCE.FORCE.FORCE.FORCE.FORCE.FORCE

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