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Hermione hurriedly ran to the front of the group to see all the spectacular artifacts of Hogwarts in person. They had walked through the halls and up the moving staircases and met the many occupants of the various paintings. Hermione stared in awe at everything surrounding her. When they entered the next hallway, a bundle of walking sticks were floating in mid-air ahead of them. Percy, the prefect that was leading them, took a step towards them and the sticks began to throw themselves at him!
"Peeves! Show yourself!" Percy bellowed, "if you don't, I'll go get the Bloody Baron!"
All of a sudden, a little man with dark eyes and a wide mouth appeared. He was floating cross-legged in the air, holding the walking sticks. His eyes lit up as he realized the students in front of him were first years. He swooped down on them, and Hermione screamed. Percy stepped forward and yelled "go away Peeves! The Baron will hear about this!"
Peeves stuck out his tongue and dropped the walking sticks on the students before vanishing. Percy turned and addressed the students.
"That's Peeves. He's the school poltergeist. You've got to watch out for him, he won't even listen to prefects! The Bloody Baron is the only one who can control him. Well then, here we are!"
They had arrived in front of an old portrait of a Fat Lady in a pink dress. Percy told the first years that the password was "Caput Draconis" and the portrait swung open to reveal the warm Gryffindor common room, decorated in red and gold. Hermione was delighted to see welcoming looking armchairs and a blazing fire in the fireplace. The Gryffindor common room was already full of students in higher years. It became even louder as the other students welcomed the first years. Percy directed the girls through one door and the boys through another. Hermione stayed at the party for a while but she lost her partying spirit after experiencing a quite uncomfortable prank that the Weasley twins pulled. The red headed twins thought it would be funny to prank everyone at the party as they had set traps and pranks all around the common room. Hermione notices that the red headed boy on the train named Ron and Harry Potter were already gone, probably in their dorm room already.
After Hermione had left the party, she went up to her dorm and introduced herself to all her roommates. She unpacked some of her things but felt really tired and worn out from all the exciting activities that day. She decided to change and climbed into bed to read some of her book even though she had already read it countless times. The other girls turned off their lights and fell asleep almost right away. Hermione was feeling sleepy so she put her book away and tucked herself into bed. However, as she tried to sleep, she tossed and turned but she could not sleep. She couldn't stop thinking about that boy named Draco. He was sorted into the Slytherin house, which didn't surprise her. He had let his mother insult her, which from what she heard at the Gryffindor table that only a Slytherin would do. She also thought about why she was sorted into the Gryffindor house. She was happy with this but she had thought that she would have been sorted into Ravenclaw. She knew that the Sorting Hat knew your true inner self, so she must be a true Gryffindor. After she has assured herself that there was no mistake, Hermione fell asleep.
Draco shivered as he was led down to the dungeon towards the Slytherin common room. Was it always that cold and damp? Draco hoped not. His own room at home was very warm and he had always felt safe there. His childhood friends, Pansy, Crabbe, Goyle, Blaise, and Theo, stood around him, taking in the common room. It was decorated in banners of silver and green, and many older Slytherins stood around and chatted with each other. As he sat down, many people wanted to talk to him, but he was feeling quite tired that night and dismissed them. He mostly ignored them and chatted with his friends for a bit longer. After a while, they decided to head up to their rooms. Draco wandered up to his dormitory with Crabbe, Goyle Blaise and Theo. They got ready for bed and everyone, except Draco, fell asleep right away. Draco lay in his bed and stared at the ceiling, thinking about the girl in Gryffindor, Hermione. Why did he care so much about her? She was a muggleborn in Gryffindor! With that, Draco rolled over and fell into a deep sleep.
Draco woke up early in the morning and headed down to the Great Hall to eat breakfast and get his time table. Many of the Slytherins were complaining about having to take classes with Gryffindor and how the Gryffindors were such weak willed prats. Draco agreed out loud but in his head he was glad he would still be able to see Granger. He looked over to the Gryffindor table and he saw her nibbling on her breakfast with her head buried in a book. What a bookworm, Draco lightheartedly thought. Crabbe and Goyle sat down next to him and began to shove food in their faces. Draco turned away in disgust. Although they were his childhood friends, they could really be pigs at times. He ate some of his food but he mostly just played with it as he was really nervous for classes that day. As all the students gathered in the Great Hall, Dumbledore stood to make an announcement.
"All students will be receiving their timetables shortly. This is just a reminder to all students that the Forest is forbidden to all students, and that no magic is to be used in the corridors between classes. Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of term, and if you are interested to play on your house team, then you should contact Madam Hooch. Also, this year, the third floor corridor on the right hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death. Enjoy your first day of term!"
Everyone clapped, and soon Professor Snape strode over to the Slytherin table and started handing out the timetables for the term. When Draco got his he looked it over and threw it in his bag. He snatched Crabbe's and Goyle's timetables and looked them over and they had all the same classes. He was happy to see that some of his classes were with the Gryffindors so he would have a chance to talk to Granger, and maybe even apologize. He pinched himself. No! he thought, Slytherins don't apologize, especially not Malfoys! Draco stood to leave for his first class, and his friends followed.
Hermione was up bright and early that morning and excitedly got dressed. She grabbed her books and headed down to the Great Hall, excited to get her timetable. As Hermione walked down the hall, she stopped and looked at some of the magnificent paintings on the wall. Every once and a while the portraits on the wall would greet her, but most of them just kept on doing what they were doing before. She finally arrived at the Great Hall and was surprised to see that she was one of the first people there. Hermione walked over to the table and sat down and flipped through her book. Soon after, students began to pour into the Hall. Ron and Harry sat down next to her.
"Good morning! Aren't you just so excited? This is going to be great!"
Harry and Ron exchanged a look, but answered.
"Yeah, we're excited, but we're also nervous that we won't be able to find the right classroom. This place is huge!" Ron exclaimed.
They talked for a while but soon the conversation was interrupted by the sound of hundreds of owls swooping down to deliver mail.
After the owls left, a sudden silence fell over the students. Everyone's attention was directed towards Dumbledore as he made his speech. Hermione fidgeted as the speech went on. She really wanted to get to classes! Professor McGonagall finally came around and handed out their timetables. She had the same schedule as Harry and Ron, and they groaned about having classes with Slytherin. She didn't really want to see Malfoy, he looked like he was being mean to his friends as she glanced over at his table. She got up and turned to leave, following Harry and Ron to their first class.
The morning went by quickly. Hermione had enjoyed every class she was in! That afternoon she had a double Potions class with Slytherin, and she groaned out loud. As she entered the classroom she saw Snape at his desk, looking disapprovingly at all the Gryffindors. She sat down at a table at the front of the class with Harry and Ron. Malfoy walked in and sat at the table at the very back, smirking at the small Gryffindors as he made jokes with his friends. Snape cleared his throat and the room fell silent except for the sound of Draco fixing his hair while looking in his mirror. He began to talk to the class. Hermione got out a piece of parchment and started to scribble down notes.
Snape began to ask Harry difficult questions that most people wouldn't even know. She quickly raised her hand, as she had studied her Potions book countless times. Hermione thought Snape seemed like he had something against Harry even though Harry hadn't done anything wrong. Hermione shot her hand up in the air after every question, but Snape ignored her. The class dragged on as Harry failed to answer any of the questions. Hermione stuffed her books back in her bag and quickly walked to the Great Hall for dinner.
Draco walked into Potions with plans to sit near Granger. She was already sitting at the front of the class with Potter and Weasley. He had no clue what she saw in them, other than Potter being a famous prat. He played it cool and took a seat in the back of the classroom with Crabbe and Goyle. The class began, but Draco wasn't paying attention. He checked his hair in his mirror, and to the annoyance of the Gryffindors, he didn't get in trouble.
Later in the class, Snape kept targeting Potter and asked him really advanced about questions that even he did not know the answer to. He was surprised to see that Granger seemed to know every single answer, despite the fact that she was muggleborn. Draco snickered when Potter couldn't answer any of the questions. His ego was still bruised from when he had brushed away his offer to be friends. That was his last chance to be friends with Granger, because there was no way he would ever be friends with Weasley. What an arrogant prat! The class ended and Draco walked out of the class, his thoughts still plagued with thoughts about Hermione.
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