Everyone looked at each other for a while. Other than Draco, he was standing in a corner staring at the floor. Hermione looked at herself in a mirror on the wall. She hated that look. The hair, everything. She didn't want to be anywhere near Muggle right now, she grabbed her wand and blinked herself back into her normal outfit.
"Bad idea." She said. She looked around, Harry and Ron had already changed back with their wands. They let out a sigh of relief and Harry put his glasses back on.
"Bloody hell, that was horrible." Ron said. Hermione nodded.
"Well, we haven't changed much at least. We have decent chance at getting back into our houses." Harry said. Hermione nodded.
"Speaking of houses, we should pack." Hermione said.
"Yeah, I'll see you later 'Mione." Ron said. She hugged him and Harry. Draco emerged from the corner.
"What else do muggles do?" He asked quietly. At first she thought he was joking but when she looked at him, he looked serious.
"Lots of things, they go to movies, watch TV at home, go to the park." She trailed off and remembered going to the park with her parents and snuggling up on the couch to watch a good movie. Or accidently throwing the popcorn her mom made in the air during the scary parts of a horror movie. She forgot she wasn't alone and a tear fell from her eye.
"Granger?" Draco asked. She wiped her eyes quickly and turned to face him.
"Yes?" She asked, her voice cracked unexpectedly.
"You ok? Should I get Potter and Weasley?" He asked. "They couldn't have gotten far."
"No, I'm fine. I-I just miss my parents." She said. She turned to her bed with the suitcase and put a few more outfits in. She glanced at him, she expected him to look at her like she was weak, like he usually did, but he actually looked the same way she did.
"My parents are in Azkaban." He said. She turned and wrapped her arms around his neck and put her head on his shoulder. She backed away from him almost immediately.
"Sorry, Ron and Harry have the emotional range of a teaspoon." She said. She wiped her eyes and cheeks again. He walked out of the room without saying anything. She nodded to herself and turned to her suitcase. She sat on the bed. Did a mudblood just hug a pureblood? Why did she though? Why would he just walk out without saying anything? She used magic to send her suitcase flying across the room to land on a chair. She fell back on the bed and fell asleep quickly.
She was at Hogwarts. She smiled and sighed of relief that she wasn't haunted by the Malfoy Mansion. She looked around, not a single student or even teacher was seen down any of the halls. She walked to the Great Hall, still empty. A house elf appeared in front of her.
"Dobby?" Hermione asked.
"Miss Granger mustn't go to Hogwarts!" Dobby said quite loudly.
"Why? Dobby how are you... alive?" She looked down at the house elf in front of her and tried not to cry.
"I'm not alive miss Granger but I still have the ability to contact you through dreams." Dobby smiled and hugged her leg. She knelt down and hugged the house elf fully.
"Now, why cant I go to Hogwarts?" She asked after Dobby let go of her. She remained kneeling.
"You will be in grave danger, don't ask Dobby how but don't go to Hogwarts this year." He said. Hermione shook her head.
"When you told Harry not to go, he went anyway and he's fine Dobby."
"He wouldn't have been Miss Granger. He had much luck. The boy who constantly conquered death." Dobby said.
"I'm sorry Dobby but, I have to go to Hogwarts." Hermione said. Dobby hugged her again.
"If you must Miss Granger." He whispered in her ear.
She sat up quickly and looked around. Still in the Leaky Cauldron. She sighed, half of fear and half of relief. She stood up out of her bed and rubbed her eyes. She looked at her suitcase, she was starting classes on Monday. She looked at the ceiling and tried to remember what day it was. Saturday? Yeah, it was Saturday. She picked up her bag and suitcase. She walked down stairs and paid for her room. She walked down the snowy sidewalk and tried not to act like a kid. She really baddy wanted to drop her bags and jump around in the snow. She wasn't going to. Don't do it, she kept telling herself. Your grown up now! You don't play in the snow! A ball of snow and ice hit her shoulder. She shrieked and looked where the snowball came from. Ron.
"Ron! Seriously!?" She yelled.
"Come on 'Mione! We don't have to be at Hogwarts for a few more hours!" Ron yelled back. Another snowball flew from another direction.
"Harry!" Hermione yelled again.
"You used to love snowball fights!" Harry yelled. Two more snowballs hit her. She pulled out her wand and teleported her bags to the front gate of Hogwarts. She ran behind a pile of snow.
"They want a snowball fight?" She asked herself. "I'll give them one." She used her wand to form the snow into a dome. She started making snow into snowballs and launched them out of a window of her dome.
"A dome? Oh your on!" Harry yelled. A snow castle formed over Ron and Harry. Snowballs flew both ways.
"This is two against one, how are you winning?!" Ron yelled. Hermione laughed and launched her snowballs quicker and with more energy then before. She knocked Harry over, then Ron slipped while trying to get more snow for snowballs.
"I win!" Hermione yelled.
"No you don't." Ron said.
"And why is that?" She folded her arms and watched him get up.
"Because, we have backup." Ron said. A snowball hit the back of her head. She turned slowly. Draco had taken her dome and all the snowballs in it.
"Malfoy!?" Hermione yelled as she was pelted with snowballs until she fell back. She looked up as the three boys surrounded her. Harry helped her up.
"Sorry Granger." Draco said. She punched his shoulder and he winced, "You don't have to punch me!" He yelled.
"You didn't have to steal my dome!" She yelled back.
"All is fair in snowballs fights." Ron reminded her.
"I don't care! I never wanted a snowball fight! I wanted to go back to Hogwarts and-" Hermione started.
"Read in the library?" Harry asked. She looked at him and then at her hands.
"Well, I wanted to have hot chocolate too, not just read." She mumbled.
"You read too much Granger." Draco said.
"You-" She couldn't think of a good come-back.
"I what?" He teased.
"Shut up Draco." Hermione hissed. She walked back up to the sidewalk. The guys followed her.
"What'd you do with your bags?" Ron asked.
"Sent them to Hogwarts, what'd you do with yours?" Hermione asked.
"The same thing." Harry said. Everyone walked silently for a while.
"Do you think they'll still have Quidditch?" Ron asked.
"Probably not." Harry said quite upset about the matter.
"You'll have other things to do. Like try and live when you end up with a Malfoy in your dorm." Hermione said happily.
"You think I'll get Gryffindor?" Draco asked. She stopped walking and turned to the three boys behind her. Ron looked more upset to share a room with Draco than Harry, but Harry saw the good in Draco.
"I think if any of the four of us is going to change houses, it'll be me or you." She told Draco.
"Why would you change houses?" Ron asked. Draco seemed a bit happy at the thought of being in Gryffindor. Even for someone that enjoyed being a Slytherin for so long.
"Gryffindor values Bravery, Daring, nerve, and chivalry, while Hufflepuff values hard work, dedication, patience, and loyalty, Ravenclaw values intelligence, knowledge, and wit, Slytherin values itself with ambition, cunning and resourcefulness." She said. All three of the boys nodded.
"You'd go well with all the houses." Draco said.
"Is that a compliment Draco?" Hermione teased.
"Shut up Granger." Draco said. He started walking again. Ron sighed. The three tried to catch up with Draco. Hermione regained the lead until they reached a place with a fire. They floo powdered into Hogwarts. Hermione smiled at the familiar halls. They did a great job rebuilding the place.
"Draco Malfoy." Someone from behind them said.
"Theodore Nott." Draco said. He turned around and fist bumped his friend.
"Why you hanging with Potter and his sidekicks?" Theo asked. Draco looked at Ron and Hermione, then turned back to Theo.
"They're not his sidekicks." Draco threatened. Hermione shivered, the man that had tried to have them killed was defending them. She closed her eyes and every time he called her Mudblood or worse flashed by. She opened her eyes and tried not to think about it anymore.
"Wow, what a war does to people." Theo said. He turned and walked down the hall. Draco turned to face the three slowly.
"Thank you." Hermione said.
"Don't tell anyone, Theo's already going to tell the Slytherins." Draco said. McGonagall walked up to them.
"We have started the sorting, please make your way to the great hall, pass word to anyone you see along the way." She said. The four nodded and followed McGonagall to the great hall.
Sorry for the shorter chapter but it took me forever to write this.