THE MEETING

Hermione Granger sat quietly on the Hogwarts Express reading her book. Well she was trying to but her boyfriend, Ron, and his friends were making as much noise as they possibly could inadvertently disrupt her precious peace. Sometimes she wondered why she was friends with those guys. They had absolutely nothing in common and almost everything they did annoyed her. Hermione tried to ignore them when a spit ball came within inches of her face. She lowered her book angrily but the boy just laugh at the way her face turned red so quickly.

They were seriously getting on her nerves. More than usual and that were saying something. Without wasting anytime, Hermione got up from her seat and left the cabin. She doubted the boys even noticed her leave. They were too busy talking about the quidditch how they would all make the Gryffindor team. Hermione had to laugh at that. Not one of them could even master flying yet. How on Merlin's grave would they make the championship team?

While walking through the hall of the train she started noticing most of the other cabins were full and the ones that weren't were inhabited by people she really didn't care for. She thought about sitting in the hall but that was also crowded with freshmen. Instead she went up to the nearby by candy trolley and purchased something that would keep the boys mouth occupied long enough for her to get through a few chapters.

"That's a lot of stuff for one girl."

Someone commented from behind her. She rolled her eyes thinking it was just another cheapo who wanted candy but didn't want to pay.

"I assure you I won't have any trouble finishing it myself."

Hermione smiled at the salesman and paid for the bag of her candy.

"Cool. You don't see girls who actually eat anymore, especially none that look like you."

Hermione turned ignored the boy's obvious failed attempt at flirting. Turning around she was taken aback for a second. Standing before her was the most popular boy in all of Hogwarts. Her mouth even dried a bit. Now she wasn't the type to obsess over popularity but Harry had past popular years ago. Now he was captain of the quidditch team, Gryffindor class president, super rich, and not to mention amazingly hot!

"I haven't seen you around school. What is your name?" Harry gave her a eye melting smile and for a brief moment Hermione forgot her own name.

"Her..Hermione."

"That's a cool name! So what house are you in?"

"Gryf..Gryffindor."

"No shit. Me too. Its kind of odd that I haven't seen you around school if we're in the same house.."

"Yeah."

"Oh stupid me! Im Harry, Harry Potter."

He held his hand out to shake and just as she was about to touch him for the first time Ron's voice rang from down the hall. Hermione could see him poking her head out the sliding door looking for her. Harry followed her gaze and frowned at Ron's anticts.

"You'd never know some were sixth years! I tell ya, that Weasley is really an immature git."

Harry turned back to Hermione who chuckled nervously and moved over a bit making sure she was hidden from Ron by Harry's body. She nervously smiled up at Harry who quickly returned it.

"Are you sitting with friends or something? If not you can come sit with me and a couple of my friends."

Harry asked hopefully. Hermione almost couldn't believe her ears. Was Harry Potter actually inviting her to her cabin to ride to school with the "It" crowd? Her, who was teased the first three years of school because of her bushy hair and book smarts.

"Umm…"

Hermione pretended to think about it trying to not seem to eager to join the boy.

"Please! You seem like a smart person. I don't want to talk about dances and quidditch all the way to school."

Harry pouted a little which Hermione found ridiculously cute.

"Since you put it that way sure. Ill ride with you guys."

"Great"

Harry smiled again putting his arm over her shoulders. Hermione turned and looked at his arms then back at his face. That had just made her year.

While they walked Hermione could see people staring at them from the inside of random cabins. The rumor mills were already at work and Hermione couldn't help but feel giddy. Just by walking with Harry her popularity rating was up ten points. She totally forgot about Ron who had now spotted her and was watching the two walk away. The boys eyebrows creased and he slammed the door shut. He knew what happened to girls who spent time with Harry Potter. They forgot about everyone else.