1 Chapter 1: The Scene on the Platform
Hermione stood there on the platform waiting for Harry and Ron to return from saying goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.
She loved the Weasleys too but they had a train to catch and it was 10:58 and the people had already begun mounting the train.
"Harry! Ron! Where are you?" Hermione said sounding very exasperated.
"Right here." Harry said appearing in front of her face.
"Don't do that! You know how I hate when you sneak up on me," she breathed emphatically.
"Sorry, but no time to argue, we have to leave," Harry said grabbing her bag and following Ron onto the train, leaving Hermione to only sigh at the boy's silly antics.
Hermione ran after Harry as quick as possible. If she lost him she might never be able to find him and she couldn't bear sitting with anyone else, especially Malfoy, who had been lurking around suspiciously a half an hour earlier. She thought she saw Harry enter a compartment so she rushed after and skirted into it as quick as possible. What she found was not Harry but Malfoy looking positively disgusting this morning.
"Hello, Mudblood, what are you doing wandering around in a pureblood quarter's?" Malfoy said the words dripping oily off his lips.
"Oh nothing, I thought I saws Harry come in here, I was definitely mistaken," Hermione said turning quickly to leave and escape the awful feeling that emanated from Malfoy.
"Running to your Potter like always Granger, why don't you realize he'll never be yours, he's pure, you're not," Malfoy said cutting through Hermione's heart even though she knew it meant nothing.
Hermione exited finally from Malfoy's cabin. She turned around so quickly she nearly ran into Harry.
"Hermione, I was looking for you," Harry replied.
"Good. I was looking for you. I ended up in Malfoy's cabin and that was not pleasant," Hermione said positively disgusted.
"Are you all right? Well it's okay you can ignore him for the rest of the trip at least, our cabin is in a completely different car." Harry comforted.
Hermione nodded and allowed Harry to lead her to the cabin. When she arrived at the cabin she collapsed onto the seat, dropping into sleep as quickly as she arrived. As she drifted off she dreamed of the coming year. What would this new experience bring? What would her final year be like? And why did Malfoy still treat her like dirt after all these years? She contemplated these questions as she slept. And deep in her stomach she felt a pit of despair that this year would not be like she wanted it to be after all these crazy years, normal.
*
Waking with a start, Hermione looked to see who was shaking her. As her eyes slowly refocused she saw that it was Harry. She finally opened her eyelids fully and glorious sunlight flowed into her eyes. Cursing Harry mentally for waking her up, she squinted a few times and sat up straight.
"Harry Potter, what could have possessed you to wake me up from my wonderful nap?" Hermione said edgily.
"I figured you'd want to be awake to see Hogwarts. We'll be there in ten minutes. You should put your robes on," Hermione looked at Harry and saw that both he and Ron had already put theirs on, "we'll leave you to change."
"Thanks guys."
Hermione got slowly up and found her bag. At the bottom, folded neatly, were her Hogwarts robes. She looked down at her clothes, sad she had to abandon them after only one use. The robes that they got were comfortable but not at all flattering. Her figure had developed and she wished a bit to show it off. So much for that, she thought and pulled on her robe.
*
Hermione stood there on the platform waiting for Harry and Ron to return from saying goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.
She loved the Weasleys too but they had a train to catch and it was 10:58 and the people had already begun mounting the train.
"Harry! Ron! Where are you?" Hermione said sounding very exasperated.
"Right here." Harry said appearing in front of her face.
"Don't do that! You know how I hate when you sneak up on me," she breathed emphatically.
"Sorry, but no time to argue, we have to leave," Harry said grabbing her bag and following Ron onto the train, leaving Hermione to only sigh at the boy's silly antics.
Hermione ran after Harry as quick as possible. If she lost him she might never be able to find him and she couldn't bear sitting with anyone else, especially Malfoy, who had been lurking around suspiciously a half an hour earlier. She thought she saw Harry enter a compartment so she rushed after and skirted into it as quick as possible. What she found was not Harry but Malfoy looking positively disgusting this morning.
"Hello, Mudblood, what are you doing wandering around in a pureblood quarter's?" Malfoy said the words dripping oily off his lips.
"Oh nothing, I thought I saws Harry come in here, I was definitely mistaken," Hermione said turning quickly to leave and escape the awful feeling that emanated from Malfoy.
"Running to your Potter like always Granger, why don't you realize he'll never be yours, he's pure, you're not," Malfoy said cutting through Hermione's heart even though she knew it meant nothing.
Hermione exited finally from Malfoy's cabin. She turned around so quickly she nearly ran into Harry.
"Hermione, I was looking for you," Harry replied.
"Good. I was looking for you. I ended up in Malfoy's cabin and that was not pleasant," Hermione said positively disgusted.
"Are you all right? Well it's okay you can ignore him for the rest of the trip at least, our cabin is in a completely different car." Harry comforted.
Hermione nodded and allowed Harry to lead her to the cabin. When she arrived at the cabin she collapsed onto the seat, dropping into sleep as quickly as she arrived. As she drifted off she dreamed of the coming year. What would this new experience bring? What would her final year be like? And why did Malfoy still treat her like dirt after all these years? She contemplated these questions as she slept. And deep in her stomach she felt a pit of despair that this year would not be like she wanted it to be after all these crazy years, normal.
*
Waking with a start, Hermione looked to see who was shaking her. As her eyes slowly refocused she saw that it was Harry. She finally opened her eyelids fully and glorious sunlight flowed into her eyes. Cursing Harry mentally for waking her up, she squinted a few times and sat up straight.
"Harry Potter, what could have possessed you to wake me up from my wonderful nap?" Hermione said edgily.
"I figured you'd want to be awake to see Hogwarts. We'll be there in ten minutes. You should put your robes on," Hermione looked at Harry and saw that both he and Ron had already put theirs on, "we'll leave you to change."
"Thanks guys."
Hermione got slowly up and found her bag. At the bottom, folded neatly, were her Hogwarts robes. She looked down at her clothes, sad she had to abandon them after only one use. The robes that they got were comfortable but not at all flattering. Her figure had developed and she wished a bit to show it off. So much for that, she thought and pulled on her robe.
*