Hermione Granger ran through the hogwarts barrier (9 and 3quarters), her high heels clicking as she ran. "Great I get made a perfect, and on my first day I'm already messing up by being late." Hermione mumbled to herself. "ALL ABOARD!" She heard the conductor shout. She jumped on the now moving train, as she was caching her breath, she looked over her shoulder at the remaining compartments. She started walking, peering into each compartment; every last one of them was filled. She suddenly felt a cold hand pull her into on of the compartments. Hermione opened her eyes to be greeted by a smirking Draco. "Dame it Malfoy, what the hell." Draco interrupted her by quickly saying, "There are two perfects you know." "And guess what" he leaned his face close to hers "I'm one of them" "Uhhh" Hermione's said as face twisted in disgust, "The one good thing that happens to me, once again has to be ruined by you Malfoy." "Oh would you stop whining. You think I'm happy about this, you little mudblood." Hermione scowled and crossed her arms. "We have to do every living thing together also, like sharing everything including the perfects room," Draco said with a bit of hummer in his tone. "What?" Hermione shouted. "But that's not fair, it's going to be a living hell." "Maybe so, but only time will tell" Draco said with a cold glint in his eye.