Disclaimer: Unfortunately I did not have the pleasure on creating the Harry Potter series but I do have the pleasure of twisting the story in anyway I want to and make any pairings I want because it came into existence( thanks J.K. Rowling). Thank you to those who already started reading my story! Here's the next chapter.

Hermione: Platform 9 ¾

Hermione walked through the crowds of the station at a fast pace, her dress flowing behind her while her parents tried to keep up with her with her bags. She looked around in excitement, hoping to catch a glimpse of her friends or the wall that lead to the Hogwarts Express. Just thinking about magic made her insides hum, as if the school was calling out to her.

We can't be late this time, Hermione had said, if we miss the train there is no way to get to Hogwarts.

Her parents of course said that they were always on time. Which was true, Hermione Granger was never late, but this time there was something truly challenging to look forward to. Magic.

Also this was the first time Hermione made any friends. Hermione was sure she would be an outcast in this society because she wasn't raised there. She was a muggleborn, which was apparently, one of the lowest of the low. Hermione was prepared to have to prove herself before making any friends. She was used to this kind of behavior. It wasn't any different then her school in the Muggle World. Who would want to hang out with a know-it-all muggleborn?

But then she ran into Draco at the bookstore. The first person to understand her rants and quirks. The first person to ever give her the time of day.

Hermione was a bit confused at first. When she talked to him he seemed a bit quiet. But then they got to know each other and Hermione realized that they were well suited together as friends. Not to mention he was cute, Hermione thought with a blush. His grey eyes nearly took her breath away.

Draco seemed to like her as much as she liked him. He even enjoyed talking about the Muggle World, despite the fact that his parents are blood supremacist.

Suddenly a boy with raven black hair came into sight. He was talking to a security and it seemed the conversation was not going his way. "Are you sure you never heard of platform 9 ¾?"

The security guard rolled his eyes. "Stop wasting my time kid."

The raven haired boy slumped his shoulder and turned around revealing a be-speckled face, a white owl and a cart full of Hogwarts items.

"Harry!" Hermione yelled waving her hand in the air. "Over here!" She faltered a bit when she noticed his relatives weren't there. Were they not excited for Harry? After thinking about it she decided to drop it. She would question him when she knew more.

Harry looked around in confusion before he caught sight of her. The he smiled his crooked smile and started towards her. "Thank God I found you. Hagrid forgot to tell me where platform 9 ¾ is located."

Now this, Hermione thought, was unacceptable. She loved Hagrid, really she did. He was a gigantic(literally) teddy bear. But the half-giant's head could wander. What was the Headmaster thinking?

Harry greeted her parents and they continued on their way. Hermione and Harry chatted about what they thought Hogwarts would be like. "Did you read Hogwarts: A History by Bathilda Bagshot?"

Harry shook his head. "I was too busy reading the books on our subjects. I think Defense against the Dark Arts is somewhat interesting, don't you think?"

"Yes really it is quite fascinating. But you really haven't read Hogwarts: A History? It talks about your parents in it."

Harry abruptly stops mid-step. "It talks about my parents?" he asked, hope filling his voice.

"Oh yes!" Hermione said excitedly. She was happy to help her friend find out more about his parents. When they talked in Diagon Alley Harry had admitted to not knowing much about the Wizarding World or his parents, though he didn't explain why. Ever since then Hermione had vowed that she would help Harry however she could to find out more about his family. It just so happened she discovered some information about them in her favorite book. "Apparently they were head boy and girl in 1977. Both were in Gryffindor and apparently your father was in a pranking group called the Marauders. Though I don't understand why, he had a responsibility." Hermione finished with a sniff of indignation. Harry however was not listening after the word 'Marauders'.

"What page is it on?" Harry asked, trying to conceal the emotion he was feeling.

"It was in the back of the book along with other past Heads and staff. I hope you're pleased with my-," Hermione was caught off by the weight of Harry's body colliding with hers in a ferocious hug.

"Thank you," Harry whispered, a slight tremor shaking his body.

"Your welcome," Hermione said with a soft smile. She didn't understand why Harry was so surprised. He, along with Draco, are her first friends. People who accepted her for who she was. She would do anything for those two with or without them asking.

Finally the two found the wall between platform 9 and 10. Hermione looked on excitedly while Harry and her parents looked skeptical.

"Are you sure this is the place?" Harry asked. Hermione could understand his feelings. They were already walking through a public space with questionable items and now they were going to attempt running through a wall. If this didn't work, the four of them would surely be thrown into the loony bin.

"Don't worry Harry. Professor McGonagall said that all we had to do was run through the wall. Also I seriously doubt that she would play a prank on us."

Harry nodded, agreeing with her completely. Professor McGonagall in all her uptightness held an air of seriousness around her.

"But what If someone sees us go through the wall?"

"I doubt that the wizards would forget that crucial detail Harry," Hermione said, close to being exasperated with her friend. The sooner they went through the wall the sooner they'll meet other witches and wizards their age. "Now c'mon, we'll go through together." She held out her hand and Harry reluctantly took it.

"If I'm going to look like a fool I'm glad I am doing it with you."

Hermione rolled her eyes at his comment. "On the count of three. One…"

"Two..," Harry said

"Three!" They yelled in unison then they ran straight ahead and through the wall with their eyes closed.

Hermione opened her eyes first and was immediately met with the sight of multiple people in robes and a train that said in the front, The Hogwarts Express.

Hermione let go of Harry's hand, overcome with wonder. "Brilliant."

At the word Harry opened his eyes, then they widened just as her eyes probably had. "Cool!"

Hermione's parents showed up behind them. Emma Granger had her eyes closed and a vice grip on Hermione's things while Dan Granger had a hold on Harry's things, a look of amazement on his face.

"Please tell me we're not stuck in the wall, Danny," Mrs. Granger said. Dan put a hand on her shoulder while Hermione and Harry snickered quietly to themselves.

"No, dear, we made it to the train," he said.

Mrs. Granger finally opened her eyes and they immediately sparkled with wonder. "I wish I was able to see things like this everyday."

The Granger couple turned towards Hermione and Harry. "I guess this is where we leave you," Mr. Granger said.

Suddenly Emma started bursting out advice. "Make sure you manage your money well. Keep up with your studies. Owl us at least once every week. Don't go looking for trouble. And most importantly-"

"Don't get expelled. I know, mum," Hermione said.

Mrs. Granger's eyes started to tear up and she hugged Hermione. "Oh I'm going to miss you so much." Hermione hugged her back as she started to tear up as well. She was going to miss her parents so much.

Mrs. Granger released her and whipped her eyes. She then turned to Harry and hugged him. Harry tensed up, as though shocked at being on the receiving end of a hug. "Take care of yourself, Harry. Okay?"

After getting over the shock Harry nodded his head. Mrs. Granger let him go and gave the both of them a watery smile.

Mr. Granger then embraced Hermione. "Good luck, kiddo. And don't forget, it's okay to have a little fun."

Hermione smiled. "Okay, Dad."

After the heartfelt goodbyes Hermione and Harry entered the train and looked for their own compartment. Eventually they settled down and talked excitedly about what was to come. They waited for Draco to show up, even checking out their compartment every once in a while until the train started moving.

A chubby boy showed up at their compartment door looking quite nervous. Since it was obvious he wasn't going to say anything to them first Hermione decided to engage him in conversation.

"Hullo, is there something we could help you with?"

The boy turned red in the face. "Have you seen a toad hopping around here?'

Harry removed his gaze from Hedwig and glanced at Hermione a confused glint in his eyes. Hermione shrugged her shoulders. "No we haven't seen a toad. Why do you ask?"

The boy's eyes filled with frustration. "He's my pet, Trevor. He usually wanders around but never for this long. I'm worried about him."

Hermione and Harry shared a look. They silently decided to help him look for Trevor the Toad.

"We'll help you find him," Harry said.

The boys eyes lit up. "Oh thank you," he said, "My name is Neville Longbottom, by the way."

Hermione and Harry stood up from their seats. "I'm Hermione Granger and this is Harry," Hermione said.

Neville's eyes widened. "Harry, as in Harry Potter?"

Harry nodded his head, albeit reluctantly.

"Can you show me your scar?" Neville asked, excitement within his words.

Harry moved his hair, revealing his lightening scar. Neville seemed to shake with excitement but deflated when he saw the grimace on Harry's face. "Sorry, I realize you probably don't want to flaunt the scar you got the night of your parents death."

Neville winced as he realized how rude his words sounded. "I mean-"

"It's okay, Neville," Harry said, "I've been getting that reaction a lot lately. But it's Harry. Just Harry."

Neville nodded his head. "Okay. Sorry."

And with that they set off Neville in one direction and Hermione and Harry in another. They stopped at every compartment to ask but every time it was a negative. They ran into twin redheads whose names were Fred and George. Though when they walked in the twins invited them to stay with a mischievous look in their eyes.

"Trust me we don't bite, do we Forge?" asked George, or Fred.

"No we don't my good-looking twin," responded Fred, or George.

"Anyway, you want to have a jelly bean?" one of the twins asked while the other twin grinned mischievously, almost evilly. The bean was releasing steam, not really noticeable to the untrained eye, but the duo caught the detail.

After that Hermione and Harry thought that it would be smart for them to make a quick exit.

Finally the showed up at a compartment with two redheads and a black boy. One redheaded boy seemed to be trying out a spell on a rat. Hermione immediately sat down to watch and Harry sat down next to her.

"Well let's see it then," Hermione said impatiently.

The boy appeared nervous but continued on with the spell. Hermione and Harry were at the edge of their seats.

"Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, turn this stupid, fat rat yellow."

Nothing happened. The rat continued snoring, unaware of what was happening around it.

Hermione was not impressed. Neither was Harry. "That was no spell. Who told you about it?" Harry questioned.

"My brothers. Fred and George."

Suddenly everything made sense.

"Well they obviously lied to you. This is what a real spell looks like. Harry can I please borrow your glasses?" Hermione asked.

Harry trusted her and handed them over.

"Reparo." Harry's glasses were suddenly fixed. The broken glass unbroken and the rims no longer crooked. The boys stared in awe. "I'm Hermione, by the way. And this is Harry."

The three boys attention was captured by Harry. "Harry, as in Harry Potter?" asked the redhead with the false spell. Harry nodded his head a look of exasperation on his face.

Unlike Neville, the boys didn't seem to pick up on Harry's mood. "Do you have the scar?" The black boy asked. Harry once again, reluctantly flashed his scar for them to see.

"Wicked," The Irish boy commented. "I'm Seamus Finnigan. This is Dean Thomas," he said pointing at the black boy, "And that's Ronald Weasley," he said pointing at the other redhead still seemed awed by Harry's presence. Harry shifted uncomfortably in place and cleared his throat.

"Well we better be off then," Harry said, "We still need to look for toad named Trevor. It was nice meeting you."

Apparently this excuse did not phase the three boys. They all bid each other farewell and Hermione and Harry exited the compartment.

"Finally," Harry sighed in relief, "I thought we couldn't get out of there fast enough. They were all too busy staring at my scar to notice me."

"Oh it wasn't that bad." Harry shot her a look. "Ok maybe it was that bad. But they all seemed like all right blokes. Though Ronald seemed a bit thick."

While Harry and Hermione continued to chat they ran into Neville again and they decided to head back to the compartment while Neville continued to look for Trevor. Hermione had a feeling she will see a lot more of Neville Longbottom at Hogwarts.

Harry decided he needed to use the bathroom and he said that he would meet her at the compartment. Hermione continued to walk lost in her thoughts until she ran into someone. The person fell to the ground and Hermione winced at the sound of the impact.

"I'm really sorry. This has been happening a lot-" Hermione suddenly realized exactly who she ran into. "Draco?"

The boy lifted his head and his eyes widened. "Hermione?" He stood up and stared at her, taking in her presence. "I really hope this doesn't become a regular thing."

Hermione squealed and threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Draco wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his nose into her hair. Hermione could have sworn that he sniffed it. She pulled back slightly and grinned at him. "Where were you? Harry and I were looking everywhere."

Draco sighed. "I had to shake off the friends my dad set me up with. Blood supremacist. Which reminds me of what I wanted to talk to you about."

Hermione nodded. "C'mon, let's go back to the compartment me and Harry are staying in.

They walked back together and chatted about what they've been doing for the last week. Draco apparently spent it having his head drilled with proper manners so he behaved like a upper class pureblood. Hermione laughed because of the disgruntled look on his face.

When they entered the compartment they found Harry eating a ton of wizard sweets. He looked up at the sound of the door opening. "There you are! I've been waiting forever." Then he noticed Draco. "Where have you been, mate?"

Draco opened his mouth to explain but Harry cut him off. "You know what? It doesn't matter. Hermione you've got to try these sweets."

Hermione was hesitant to try any of the treats. Harry realized that and rolled her eyes. "You're parents aren't here, they'll never know."

Hermione's resolve broke and she sat down, eagerly asking for the jellybeans. Draco chuckled and sat down next to her and asked for a chocolate frog.

Eventually when they finished Harry dosed off. Hermione was in the middle of a rant about how it was unfair that they put such disgusting flavors in the bag the same color as the good ones when Draco looked at Hermione with a serious expression on his face. "We need to talk."

Hermione conceded and fell silent, looking at him expectantly trying to mask the nervousness she felt. She hoped he wouldn't say that he didn't want to be friends anymore, for she enjoyed his company. To lose her first friends for no matter how briefly, would be devastating.

"I still want to be friends with you," Hermione sagged with relief, "But," Hermione tensed up again, "We are going to have to be subtle about it. My so-called friends will surely become suspicious if I become friends with a muggleborn and will report to my Father. I have no doubt that I could contain the situation but we shouldn't take chances. I don't want to even think about what he might do to you if he found out." A dark look took over his face and Hermione frowned. She didn't like that look on his face.

She took a hold of his hand and the look immediately left his face. "Don't worry. We'll make sure nothing like that happens to us. You can trust me."

Draco smiled. "I know. I trust you."

Hermione turned towards the window after hearing rushing feet outside their compartment. A huge, beautiful castle loomed in the distance. Hermione gaped at the sight.

"Is that-"

"Yeah," Draco said, "That's Hogwarts."

Draco and Hermione continued to look in the distance for a few minutes before the thought crossed their minds to wake up Harry. He shot up from his position, glasses askew and hair even more messy than usual. Hermione and Draco laughed at him and Harry scowled, fixing himself up before catching sight of Hogwarts.

"That's amazing."

They sat there for a moment in comfortable silence before Hermione broke it. "We should probably get dressed."

Hermione left for the compartment and got dressed for school along with a few other girls. She looked them over and realized they would probably be her future classmates. She also realized she would most definitely not fit in with most of these girls. Thank God for Draco and Harry.

She headed back to their compartment and found Harry sitting in their alone. She realized with a pang that Draco probably went back to his compartment. She sat down and saw that Harry was reading his Potions textbook.

Harry noticed the expression on her face and explained.

"Draco said that the Potions professor probably won't like me for whatever reason. So I'm trying to learn as much as possible in case he calls on me."

Hermione smiled. "It's good that you are trying to make a good impression."

Harry looked anxious. "Let's hope it pays off."

Eventually everyone exited off the train and walked to the docks. There were several boats waiting for them in the water. Hermione became nervous. Were they stable?

Harry grabbed her hand, squeezed it, and let it go. "Don't worry. They're probably secure."

Hermione nodded her head but the nervous feeling wouldn't go away. As they entered the boat Hermione looked for something to distract her mind and saw Neville standing awkwardly in the corner.

"Neville! Over here!"

When he caught sight of her he smiled gratefully and quickly entered the boat.

"Did you find Trevor yet?" Harry asked.

Neville's shoulders slumped. "No. I hope nothing happened to him."

Hermione and Harry comforted him, saying that eventually Trevor will come back when the boat suddenly moved. Hermione realized they probably used magic to move the boats at a certain time.

As they drew closer to the castle it seemed to come to life. Lights flooding every window and the sunset shining in the background giving Hogwarts a beautiful glow. As they floated in the water Hermione was sure that she saw a gigantic squid floating underneath them.

Finally they arrived at the castle and they stumbled out of they boats, met by the sight of a certain half giant. Hermione and Harry smiled. "Hagrid!" they greeted him.

"'Ello 'Arry, 'Ermione," then he greeted the students. "Come on you trot. We need to get to the castle."

The students walked in silence, awed by the castle and they stopped in front of the door. Professor McGonagall waited for them, as rigid as ever. "Thank you Hagrid."

"It was no problem, Minerva," Hagrid turned to them a large smile on his face. "See you around the castle."

Hagrid walked away and they were left alone with Professor McGonagall. There was a moment of silence before she opened her mouth.

"Welcome to Hogwarts."