05/05/2012

Chapter 2, _

(Hermione's POV)

A/N: Hi everyone! Sorry that I haven't updated in sooo long! School is coming to an end, and there's been so much studying to do and urg, I know its soo annoying! But I'll be definantly be updating more when I have more time over Summer! Thanks for reading, I really hope you enjoy it!

I click the pause on my CD player, as my mom knocks on my door. "Yes Mum?" I ask.

She opens the door and she gives me a small smile. "Hermione, Hermione, Hermione. What are you doing using 'muggle' contraptions. (Pronouncing muggle, muggley) " She asks laughing. I laugh at her attempted joke, "Oh Mum, I'm packing for Hogwarts. And its not muggley, it's muggle. Honestly Mum, you've known about magic for 6 years now." I say sarcastically. "Hurry up Hermione, your going to miss your train! You have 20 minutes, do not be late!" She says more seriously. I nod, she leaves, and I press play on my music player. I start to jump on my bed singing at the top of my lungs, enjoying my last few minutes of my time as a muggle, since I start my 6th year in Hogwarts today.

I take my wand and flick it, whispering "Lornitacus.". All of my clothing and things for Hogwarts fly into my light-pink suitcase, including a stack of twenty books, for a bit of light reading. I lock my suitcase, and drag it down the stairs to the front door. "Crap!" I whisper to myself. I run back up the stairs and grab my wand. "God Hermione, for being the brightest witch of your age, you sure can be awfully stupid sometimes." I think to myself, "I mean, HOW can you possibly leave your wand?" I straighten my light-blue bedspread and run back down the stairs, "Hermione! LET'S GO!" my Mum yells from the front door. "I'm COMING! Sheesh" I yell back. I run out the door and get into the backseat of my parents car.

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I give my Mum and Dad a quick kiss and hug, and run through the wall that leads to Platform 9 * 3/4 in King's Cross Station. The train starts to move, "Shit." I run and catch the door right as it closes. I start to walk towards a compartment, when I feel a tug on my jacket, I turn and see that it's stuck in the door. I pull at it and it comes out, but rips off a few inches of the sweater. "Really?" I whisper to myself. I run towards a compartment and put my luggage on the shelf, and sit down, alone. Harry, Ron, & I got into a fight over summer over something really stupid.

Somehow Ron & Harry got into a fist fight, and I yelled at both of them, and now they're ignoring me. Just great. The door slides open, and I see some feet shuffle in. I like up to see who it is, and I gag with disgust, Malfoy. "What are you, doing here Granger?" he spits out at me. "I was about to ask you the same thing, but I do believe that I was here first Malfoy." I snap back. He smirks, and sits down. "Well why aren't you leaving Malfoy?" I ask rudely.

"Because I don't feel like it Granger. Now stop bothering me." He spats out out annoyed at me.

"Bothering you? Your bothering me! Now shut up Malfoy, go to hell!" I scream at him. He looks at me with surprise, and shuts up. The candy lady stops by, "Candy from the trolley my dears?" She asks sweetly. "Yes please." I say nicely, I hand her six galleons, and she passes me 2 'Chocolate Frogs' and one bag of 'Bertie & Bott's Every Flavor Beans'. "Thank you." I answer.

"Um Granger, do you mind, when your done eating the 'Chocolate Frogs', do you think you could give me the collectable cards?" He asks embarrassed. I laugh, "You collect these Malfoy? And sure, if it really means that much to you." I say giggly. He smiles at me and then remembers were not friends and goes back to his cold face. I frown. "You know Dra-, Malfoy, I really am sorry for what I said before. I didn't mean it, I was just mad." I whisper, and think to myself, "Did you seriously just almost call Malfoy Draco? I mean, you've never said his name to his face!" "Um, thank you, I guess?" he mutters. I laugh at him, he smirks at me. It wasn't his normal 'I'm better than everyone' smirk, he actually looked like he was trying to be nice to me. At least he tried. We didn't talk for the rest of the train ride, but when the train came to a stop, he got up quickly, and looked at me rather weirdly. He smiled sweetly and muttered, "See you around, Gran- Hermione." And left. I watched him walk out of the train, and start talking to myself, "Did he just correct himself calling me Hermione? What the fuck just happened? Why did he fucking smile at me, is he trying to mess with my feelings or something? Oh I'm going to kill that retched pureblood, he's so arrogant, and self-centered, that bastard!"

I here a tap on the compartment window and see Luna Lovegood smiling at me. She opens the door and says in her usual dreamy voice, "Come along Hermione, the trains going to go back soon. I'd blame the nargles if I were you Hermione." And leaves, skipping down the hallway. I laugh at her then remember that she's a Lovegood, and she's not in her right mind completely, and remind myself not to laugh at her anymore.

I grab my suitcase, run out of the compartment, and jump out the door, just as the train starts to move. The last carriage is waiting on the long road for me, and I jump on with Luna. "Hermione, do you enjoy pudding?" she asks randomly. "Um yes I do, may I ask wh-" I ask but get interrupted, "I love pudding, I do hope they have some for dessert tonight!"

"Okay Luna, I'm having a really horrible day, so if you could please just not talk to me. Sorry to sound rude but-," I say, but she interrupts again, "It's quite alright Hermione, I'll just talk to the thestrils." I don't even ask what the thestrils, because I know she will tell me some nonsense answer.

. . .

"Ew." I think to myself, as I see Ron as usual scarfing down a huge piece of chicken leg, and chewing his big, rude mouth open. I really hate the whole concept of boys being so obnoxious, like who come they cant be civilized and proper like ladies? He sees me, and glares at me, and I shoot him a nasty look back at him. I turn to my left to see Harry, who is much more of a gentleman, cutting his chicken leg, and eating with his mouth closed. I figure that I cant stay mad at him forever, Ron is a different story. I tap his shoulder, he turns around at me, and I just give a slight smile and say "Hi Harry.".

"Erm, uh, hi Hermione," he says with confusion, "listen about the argueme-"

"It's fine Harry, I was about to say sorry myself." I interrupt. We smile at eachother, than share a warm hug. Ron sees us, and gives Harry a horrible look, and flips him off.

"Don't worry about him Harry, he's just a bloody jerk." I say comforting to Harry, as I can see he's hurt. We turn away and finish our food, as people start to get up to head up to their common rooms.

I start to walk out of the Great Hall, when I hear a voice say "Granger.", I turn to see Malfoy with Crabbe and Goyle. Malfoy gives me a strange look, as if he were sorry for something. "What's wrong with your hair Granger?" he asks me laughing.

"I don't know Malfoy, what's wrong with yours? How many bottles of hair gel did you use this morning? 10, 11, 12, 1-"

"Atleast my hair isn't a mad frizzball." He scowls, I glare at him, and catch up with Harry whos already a good way to the Gryffindor Common Room. I

I reach the Fat Lady Portrait, and say to her, "Mugwump Drops." The portrait opens, and I'm taken into the big mass of red, or the common room. I run up to the girl's dormitories, and hop onto my bed. I curl up in a ball a start to cry softly myself to sleep. Draco Malfoy has done it again, bringing down my low self-esteem, day by day. I drift off to sleep and start to dream.

"DRACO NO!" I scream as Nagini jabs her venomous fangs one last time into Draco's heart. I gasp, and wake up with a start. It was the dream again. The reoccurring dream that I have every night about Draco Malfoy.

A/N: So they're both having the dreams! Yup! Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Thanks, please review, and give suggestions!

xx ~Celine3