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-A/N If you are still reading this I love you. And I lied, I wrote four chapters. )
Recap: As soon as Draco's eyes closed he fell asleep, what felt like five minutes later Hermione looked into his room to see if he was still sleeping, seeing him lying face down with his head pushed into his pillow she smirked. Walking up beside his bed, she looked at him and smiled. As evil as she was she took a silent breath and yelled loudly.
"Drakie-poo, I wanna go shopping, pwease Drakie-poo!" she said in a very Pansy-like voice. He shot out of his bed so fast he fell over. Sighing he looked over to see Hermione doubled over in laughter and he scowled.
"That wasn't funny Granger," he said still slightly angry at her for waking him up in such a crude manner.
"You'll get over it, besides you have to hurry up and get ready we're leaving in 35 minutes for Hogsmeade," she said happily. He blanched, he ran over to his dresser and yanked it open, taking not two minutes to find an outfit he ran over into the bathrooom.
"Why didn't you wake me up earlier?" He yelled through the door.
"I don't know, I just thought you would be up by now," she said. She sat down on his bed and waited for him to come out. About fifteen minutes later he came out looking like he always did, his hair was slightly wet still, but for all she knew it was hair gel.
"Ready for breakfast?" she asked as she sat up.
"Sure, don't see why not," he said as he helped her off the bed. Looking down at the pale hands he smiled, then remembered what was more than likely going to happen. He looked at them closer and almost laughed because her nails were a very dark green that matched her eyes and Salizar's necklace.
The nail polish made he hands seem even paler if it was at all possible. Waving at the founders on their way out they proceeded upstairs. At the entrance of the great hall they went their separate ways. Hermione watch Draco enter the Great Hall and waited for him to sit down.
Taking a deep breath in Hermione entered the hall and walked toward the Gryffindor table, she felt eyes on her, and not just the few normal ones. Sitting down in her usual spot she finally had the nerve to look up. She saw almost the whole Gryffindor table looking at her.
'What are you all looking at" she hissed dangerously.
"We're look at you Slytherin, maybe you haven't noticed but you don't belong at this table." Ron whispered with venom lacing his voice.
"Well I'll have you know Ronald Weasley, that I belong at this table just as much as you," she said coldly. Looking slightly take aback at the fact she knew his name only seemed to make him angrier.
"You don't belong here, you're a Slytherin, it's so easy to see, you all have those cold eyes that have no emotion. So why don't you just go sit with them?"
"I'll sit here, because I, like you, am a Gryffindor, I've been a loyal one for six years and I'm not changing because I look different." She spat at him angrily. Harry who had been listening shot his head up with wide eyes, looking at the girl closely he saw the fury in the girl's eyes and it reminded him so much of Hermione.
"Hermione?" He asked softly almost not wanting to know if he was right. She looked over at Harry and smiled.
"Hello Harry," she said and nodded at him and turned to find Ron still staring at her.
"Mione, what happened to you? You look so much like one of them," he said sadly.
"Ronald, what I looked like up until this morning was a transfiguration spell so no one could see me."
"But why Hermione, why did you have to look like that, I loved your bushy hair and your brown eyes. Everything about you is dead no. Your black hair, your pale skin, glazed eyes. You look like death freakin reincarnated." He said with a pained look. "I just want my Hermione back," he said softly.
"I'm sorry, but I was never your Hermione, I was never anyone's Hermione, I'm my own person Ronald," she spat acidly. Grabbing a piece of toast she walked out of the front door and sat down by the large statue in the front of the building. The threstrals were already in front with the carriages on waiting for the students. They were beautiful creatures, but by seeing them, you saw something awful, someones death.
Taking a bite of her toast she sighed, she looked like 'death reincarnated' so she was like seeing her own death constantly how fitting. Staring at the the threstrals she felt someone tap her shoulder, not really caring who it was she said "leave me alone" in a snappy tone.
"I'd rather not," said Draco with his normal slow draw to his voice. Hermione turned and looked at him.
"Sorry Draco, I thought it was them again," she said and looked down. Smiling Draco leaned down and wrapped Hermione in a hug, he didn't know what had possessed him to do it, but he felt like he needed to.
"Wanna go grab a carriage?" he asked softly. When she nodded he held out his hand and helped her up. Climbing into one of the carriages, Draco couldn't help but think. Why does she do this me? She makes me act like a perfect gentleman, well it could be worse I suppose. Shaking his head he sat down beside her and smirked when she placed her head on his shoulder. They sat in the carriage in quiet, at least they did, until the door was yanked open and two first years jumped in and closed the door. (Entire school could come on this trip.) They were laughing so hard they didn't even notice Draco and Hermione. Sitting down beside each other they began to chatter at the other.
"Oh! Did you see their faces? They were so surprised!" said one with dark almost black eyes and shocking white hair, she was mischievous looking, she was skinny and kind of petite in all aspects, her eyes made her face and hair look extremely pale too.
"They deserved it though, serves them right for picking on poor Jaden like that, he can't help his lineage," said the boy with black hair and looked to have no pupils at all.
"They had absolutely no idea what was going on, and you're right they deserved that completely, I hope his face stays that way, looks better anyway," the girl said.
"Much better," the boy agreed. Draco smirked and cleared his throat, both children paled at just the noise. They turned their heads to see the two Heads seated opposite of them.
"Uh-oh" they whispered simultaneously. Hermione grinned when she heard them, she looked them over thoroughly and gave a small gasp when she looked at their robes, the small girl with white hair was a Slytherin, the boy without pupils was wearing a Gryffindor robe. The world was just pouring irony on her this year she thought. She nudged Draco and nodded at the pair grinning.
"Their robes" she whispered into his ear, he looked closely and smiled when he understood. The two kids stared back at them defiantly. The girl, which seemed to be the bolder of the two spoke.
"Well are you going to punish us or not, if you are, give me all the blame." She said with a stone face masking all emotion. The boy gaped at her, then scowled.
"Ari, you can't do that, I won't let you take all the blame for this, besides we had a good reason for doing it," the boy growled. Draco couldn't understand for his like why these two, two kids from rivaling houses were completely loyal to one another. Then he looked over at Hermione and he understood, he would have done the exact same for her.
"Jay, please, I don't want you to get in trouble for this one, we hexed another student, that's grounds for expulsion," the girl said with a worried expression.
"Who did you hex?" Draco asked sounding mildly interested.
"Adrian Zander," the girl said viciously. "He kept insulting this poor Hufflepuff, I got sick of it so we decided to get him back for all the mean stuff he has said and for all the time he's hexed other people for being muggleborn. I mean it's not like Jaden can pick his family, besides muggleborns aren't even that different from purebloods, they are still wizards, they just didn't grow up with other wizards." The girl stated angrily.
"Ari and I don't like people who pick on others just because of their lineage, they are just as good as any other wizard, they are more naive sometimes," said the boy solemnly. The girl just nodded in agreement.
"You two are quite simply brilliant! Know that?" Hermione asked.
"What?" they said in unison.
"I agree, they are first years, know hexes, are very loyal to each other, they are in different houses, you protect people in other houses, people who have been deemed worthless by more than one other house. You two go around the main stereotypes I lived by for the first six years of my schooling," Draco said.
Hermione nodded and smile, she agreed, she hadn't seen loyalty like that for a while. Then suddenly she remembered her first year in the girls bathroom where she took the boy's punishment for coming after her. She couldn't help but tearing up at the memory She still couldn't understand why those two couldn't look past her new looks and see that girl again.
"Hermione, what's wrong?" Draco asked softly, not quite sure why she was crying.
"They remind me of myself and them, the troll first year, I took their punishment," she sobbed. Draco blinked, he hadn't known they were in there with the troll.
"Well that's okay, cause if they are like you, then they really are amazing aren't they?" He questioned hoping that was comforting. The two first years were staring at the two Heads like they were some sort of crazy.
"Oh dear, I'm sorry to cry in front of you two," Hermione said softly. "I'm sorry, but I don't know your names, could you introduce yourselves?" They both nodded slowly.
The white haired girl smiled at Hermione then at Draco.
"Well my name is Arista Alexandria, I'm a first year Slytherin." She stated proudly.
"Umm... well I'm Jayson Mince, I'm also a first year, Gryffindor house though," he stated quietly.
"It's a pleasure to meet you both," Hermione said smiling.
"Don't worry about a punishment from us, we don't punish kids for showing greasy no-good kids what they deserve, in fact we applaud it almost all of the time, as long as its not in front of everyone to see." Draco said smirking, the two children gave him a wide-eyed expressions.
"I'm sure you know us but just in came, I'm Hermione Granger, I'm in my seventh year, Gryffindor house." She said with a large smile.
"Oh umm, I'm Draco Malfoy, seventh year, Slytherin house." He stated meekly.
"So you're really not going to punish us?" Jayson asked.
"No, we're not, we never really saw you do it anyway." Hermione said with a wink. Draco just nodded
"Thank you," they both said.
"Are you two planning on shopping today?" Hermione blurted out, surprising the other three passengers.
"Well, umm we were planning on just going to the new Weasley Wizard Wheezes shop. Why?" asked Arista.
"Do you want to come shopping with Draco and I, we were planning on going to WWW's too. I need to talk to George anyway," she stated happily. They both nodded and shrugged, Hermione looked at Draco and smiled brightly.
"Why do you need to talk to him Hermione?" Draco asked.
"Re-expansion." Hermione said innocently.
"Of what?" Draco asked curiously.
"Don't worry you'll see when it's done," she stated with a grin. The carriage jerked to a stop a moment later, they hadn't even noticed they had left yet. Hermione let a girlish squeak and opened the carriage door and jumped out. Draco stepped out next, then to everyones surprise he helped Arista out, the little girl blushed slightly making Hermione snicker mentally. Jayson got out last and smiled up at Hermione, making the older girl grin. Grabbing the list from her purse she smiled, first order of business and most important, clothing.
"To Madame Steffon's," she said as she skipped ahead of the other three towards the large clothing store."
-A/N Yay! Number 10 complete!!!
B/N:twitch if I ever see the word gryphindor again it will be too soon ed