Harry Potter Fan fiction

JinxWonders

The third year of Hogwarts

Harry Potter had felt alone, misunderstood and like he needed a friend. Hermione, her short, glossy brown chocolate hair full of volume. Her eyes full of hope and her head full of logic, had the "two best friends in the world, Malfoy and Ron.

Malfoy was a lean, tall and humorous boy. Snow White hair, fear in his eyes. For no one should believe that he was bold nor brave. His heart full of determination, but in the way of that, was a bubbling black cloud of devastation. His stomach was rumbling like a dark thunderstorm and his knees were shaking like a forever earthquake.

Ron had orange, flat playful hair. It swung down like rough curtains hanging above his eyes. His spotted cheeks gave no expression, and his shut mouth never dared open.

The beginning of a new year

Ron had chose a seat alone with his stained hand-me-downs in his suit case, and his smashed sandwiches were sitting on his lap starring back at him. The compartment door was flung open by the well known Harry Potter. He took a seat and introduce himself with pride in his heart and hunger seeping through him. Ron gave no simple frown nor smile, but just starred at the bold and loud lightening mark that sat on his forehead. Harry loaded himself with chocolates and fresh scented mouth watering sweets. The compartment doors swung open with a flash. Hermione Granger stepped in the fresh smelling compartment and took a seat with the simple words "Hello boys". Out in the hallway appeared Malfoy. He stepped inside, reached for Harry's robe, pulled him up by his collar, and with a powerful strength, threw him out the door into the hallway. Harry landed hardly on the floor, but by time he was to get up, the door was forcefully shut on his robe. Harry pulled off his robe, dug in his pocket for his chocolate frog, which was bound to be free. He quickly found any empty compartment and sat with no longer hungar but instead a strong since of hate.

Malfoy pases back and forth as if Ron was completely invisible. Then Malfoy looks gracefully at Hermione, gets to his knees and pleads that she will not leave him. "I can't be with you!" Screamed Hermione loud enough to to frighten Ron. "Why not...?" Malfoy slyly questioned Hermione in a rude manner. "I-I think I'm in love with.. Harry Potter.." Hermione cautiously and quietly stated. "Excuse me, did I hear hat correctly.. I'm sorry, I don't speak muggle born!" Malfoy dared to say. Ron boldly rose from his seat and punched Malfoy as fast as a shooting star, and it full of fireworks, for Hermione was not ever in love with Harry Potter, but in deep desire to be with Ron Weasley.

"STICK AROUND, THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE WHEN MALFOY PLANS HIS REVENGE."