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Chapter 2
Hermoine spent the rest of her vocation at the Burrow with the Weasley family. She was having a great time, but the days went by really slow. Hermoine was waiting for September 1st to come, because school was starting. Yet, the days were not going slow because she was waiting for school to start, but because she wasn't getting as much sleep as she would like. She has been having dreams, dreams that two days ago she would never have even thought of having. She saw herself with Draco, holding hands and kissing, like they were really going out. Every dream would end with that look Draco gave her at Diagon Alley. The look that gave her a nice feeling, that gave her stomach butterflies. His usually cold gray eyes showed warmth and compassion just for a second, but that second lasted forever in her mind. She would stay awake after these dreams, wondering why she was dreaming of Malfoy like this. This is Draco Malfoy she would tell herself. He's you worst enemy, he calls you a mudblood, he's evil and mean, but why did he give me that look? That questioned haunted her mind day and night.
"Everybody get up! We have to get ready and leave in 20 minutes for Kings Cross! Or we'll miss the train!" Mrs. Weasley screamed from downstairs.
Suddenly Harry, Ron, George, Fred, Percy, Ginny, and Hermoine came running out of their rooms.
"What's going on?" asked Ginny alarmed.
"We all slept in, now come on, get ready. All of you! Hurry up!" said Mrs. Weasley.
During the next twenty minutes the Weasley house was hectic. Everyone was running around getting ready, packing, trying to eat what breakfast they could. Eventually they all got into the car, and were headed for Kings Cross Station.
Kings Cross Station
"Where is Crabbe and Goyle?" Malfoy thought to himself as he was walking towards Platform 9 and ¾. He was walking down silently, not paying attention to where he was going. He had his mind on other things besides finding Crabbe and Goyle, for instance, Hermoine Granger. "Last year I hated her," Draco thought to himself "She is a filthy mudblood, at least that is what Lucius tells me. I used to look at her in disgust, feel pure hatred every time her name was mentioned, be annoyed when she said yet another right answer. She was different though, when I saw her the other day. I noticed for the first time how caring she is towards others, not me, but Harry and Ron. Aren't they lucky? Wait! Harry Potter and Ron Weasley lucky! Never, or maybe, I just don't know. I don't know why I feel like this. I just know that when she ran up to Ron, I couldn't help but be happy to see her. She had definitely changed over the summer too. She was beautiful, she was caring, she was..."
"HERMOINE!!!" screamed Draco when he found his cart hitting hers with full force.
"Why don't you watch what you're doing Malfoy?" said Hermoine angrily while getting up from the ground.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I was just walking, I didn't see you, I wasn't watching what I was doing, are you okay?" All these words came flying out of his mouth at once.
Hermoine did nothing but stare at Draco. She had a surprised look on her face; Draco has never been this nice to her.
"I'm really sorry Hermoine," said Draco sincerely.
"Umm, its okay, I guess," Hermoine said with confusion. She picked up her stuff and put it on her cart, gave him another confused look, and walked away.
"Stupid Stupid Stupid!" Draco told himself "I can't believe I just did that, and did you see the look she gave you? She must have been so surprised, probably because you have never been nice to her. I really hope she was okay though. Why am I suddenly feeling like this? Why did I hate her in the first place? Well, that's an easy question. I was always taught that wizards who had muggle parents were awful. They didn't deserve to be witches or wizards, that was the reason why I was mean to her. When I see her now though, I don't think that. I think she has to be one of the prettiest girls I have ever seen. Well, it doesn't matter anyway; she probably will hate me for the rest of her life. Well here is Platform 9 and ¾."
Draco loaded his stuff, and found a seat on the train. For the rest of the trip he did nothing but think of Hermoine.
Hermoine POV
"Another Dumbledore card! How many of these do I need," Ron said angrily.
"I don't have anymore Chocolate Frogs," said Harry disappointed. "Hey Hermoine, what's wrong? You haven't talked since this morning."
I sat in my seat staring out the window. I can't believe what has happened in the past couple days. First the look that he gave me, now he is being kind and thoughtful. Draco actually apologized to me. Since when does Draco Malfoy apologize to anyone, especially me? I mean, not that it bothers me; I like Draco when he is nice. It only confuses me, what has given him a sudden change in heart? I can't help but want to see him though. Just to see his beautiful eyes and handsome smile, but this is Draco I'm talking about! Even if he is being nice to me, it doesn't mean anything. He would never have interest dating you. I mean, why would he? I just want to see him again anyway, see if it happens a third time."
"Hermoine, hello, are you still with us?" said Ron.
"Oh, sorry, I was just thinking," I said suddenly.
"What are you thinking about that is causing you to leave the planet?" said Harry jokingly.
"Oh, umm, nothing, just, school. School, I'm excited."
"Figures" muttered Ron.
I looked out the window, but still noticed them staring at me awkwardly. I decided to change the subject quickly. "I see we are almost there, maybe you guys should change into your robes. I don't see why you just don't do it at your house. Its so much easier."
"We shouldn't have brought her back" Ron whispered to Harry.
The Feast
Everyone was seated at their house tables and ready to see the sorting. There was a heavy chatter among the students.
"Before we do the sorting, we have a special announcement," said Albus Dumbledore.
Everyone grew silent and gave their attention to their headmaster.
"This year we have something very new and exciting, we have opened a student exchange program. This will allow students to go to another school for a year, and be taught there. Since Hogwarts did not find out about it early enough, there will be no students from Hogwarts who will attend to a different school. However, there are five students who came here for this year. Will you five please stand up? Thank you, now they will be sorted with the first years, and be put into a house for the year. So please welcome these five with great generosity, thank you."
"When I call your name, please come up, and you will be sorted," said Professor McGonagall.
"Casey Tritch" "HUFFLEPUFF!" yelled the old sorting hat.
"James Zimmer," "SLYTHERIN!"
Professor McGonagall went down the list of first years, after they were all sorted she began to call the five exchange students.
"Pierre Lamaitre of Beauxbatons Academy." "RAVENCLAW!" screamed the sorting hat.
"Sharla Legume of Beauxbatons Academy." "HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Kirk Verhoeven of Durmstrang Institute." "SLYTHERIN!"
"Heather Ramsdell of Salem Academy." "GRYFFINDOR!"
"Ryan Oesch of Salem Academy." "GRYFFINDOR!"
The students all rose and clapped for the five exchange students.
"Okay, well done, now. I would like to remind everyone one and tell the first years, that the Forbidden Forest is out of bounds to everyone. I hope you all have a wonderful year, and enjoy your meal."
Dumbledore clapped his hands twice and food appeared on the table. Immediately the student's mouths dropped, and they began trying to fit as much food as possible on their plates.
"So Heather, how are you?" asked Ron.
"I'm great, you?" replied Heather sweetly.
"As of now, excellent," replied Ron. "You're from America right?"
"Yep,"
"I've always have wanted to go there."
"Its nice, but I was so excited when I realized I had the chance to come to Hogwarts. It's a great school, and it's in Europe!"
Hermoine tried to pay attention to Heather's and Rons conversation, America was very interesting to her. She couldn't though; something from across the room was catching her attention. She noticed that every time she looked up, Draco was staring at her. Not at a hateful way though, in a pleasant way. A way that brought a smile to her face, "Is this real?" she thought to herself. "Is Draco really being nice, is there a chance that his feelings have really changed?"
"Hermoine," whispered Lavender, "Why are you smiling in Draco's direction like that?"
It took Hermoine a few seconds to react, "What?" she said, nearly jumping out of her seat.
"I was asking why you were smiling at Draco like that," she said louder.
"Oh, what are you talking about?" Hermoine said, trying to quickly deny it.
"I saw you, you were staring straight at him!"
"I was not, I was looking at that Kirk kid," said Hermoine trying to avoid Lavender's accusation.
"What Kirk kid?"
"The Durmstrang exchange student, you don't think he is cute? He is sitting two seats down from Malfoy. I mean, why would I be staring at Malfoy?"
"Oh, yeah, I guess he is pretty cute, do you have a thing for him or something?"
Before Hermoine could answer Dumbledore stood up to speak.
"Well, I see that everyone is done, so prefects please lead your houses to your quarters."
All the students began to stand up; Hermoine did quickly and looked for Harry and Ron. She was trying to avoid Lavender; she didn't want to get any further into that conversation.
"Hey, wait up!" yelled Hermoine.
Harry and Ron stopped and turned around.
"Okay," said Hermoine "let's go."
They all got settled into their rooms and eventually went to bed. Hermoine couldn't sleep though; she could only think about what happened today. "What's with Draco," thought Hermoine "I mean, honestly, this is quite sudden. Draco has never even spoke one word of kindness to me. Why would he suddenly just start caring, and of all the people, its towards me. Well, maybe its not just to me, I'm sure he is acting like this towards others. It would be nice though if it was only to me, I have never really had a guy like me. Well, besides Viktor, but that's it. Could Draco and I really have a relationship? I know many would disapprove, definitely Harry and Ron. They would most likely flip out, probably hex Draco. Well, who knows, I guess I just have to wait and see."
With that thought on her mind, Hermoine slowly drifted into sleep, only to think of Draco more in her dreams.
Chapter 2
Hermoine spent the rest of her vocation at the Burrow with the Weasley family. She was having a great time, but the days went by really slow. Hermoine was waiting for September 1st to come, because school was starting. Yet, the days were not going slow because she was waiting for school to start, but because she wasn't getting as much sleep as she would like. She has been having dreams, dreams that two days ago she would never have even thought of having. She saw herself with Draco, holding hands and kissing, like they were really going out. Every dream would end with that look Draco gave her at Diagon Alley. The look that gave her a nice feeling, that gave her stomach butterflies. His usually cold gray eyes showed warmth and compassion just for a second, but that second lasted forever in her mind. She would stay awake after these dreams, wondering why she was dreaming of Malfoy like this. This is Draco Malfoy she would tell herself. He's you worst enemy, he calls you a mudblood, he's evil and mean, but why did he give me that look? That questioned haunted her mind day and night.
"Everybody get up! We have to get ready and leave in 20 minutes for Kings Cross! Or we'll miss the train!" Mrs. Weasley screamed from downstairs.
Suddenly Harry, Ron, George, Fred, Percy, Ginny, and Hermoine came running out of their rooms.
"What's going on?" asked Ginny alarmed.
"We all slept in, now come on, get ready. All of you! Hurry up!" said Mrs. Weasley.
During the next twenty minutes the Weasley house was hectic. Everyone was running around getting ready, packing, trying to eat what breakfast they could. Eventually they all got into the car, and were headed for Kings Cross Station.
Kings Cross Station
"Where is Crabbe and Goyle?" Malfoy thought to himself as he was walking towards Platform 9 and ¾. He was walking down silently, not paying attention to where he was going. He had his mind on other things besides finding Crabbe and Goyle, for instance, Hermoine Granger. "Last year I hated her," Draco thought to himself "She is a filthy mudblood, at least that is what Lucius tells me. I used to look at her in disgust, feel pure hatred every time her name was mentioned, be annoyed when she said yet another right answer. She was different though, when I saw her the other day. I noticed for the first time how caring she is towards others, not me, but Harry and Ron. Aren't they lucky? Wait! Harry Potter and Ron Weasley lucky! Never, or maybe, I just don't know. I don't know why I feel like this. I just know that when she ran up to Ron, I couldn't help but be happy to see her. She had definitely changed over the summer too. She was beautiful, she was caring, she was..."
"HERMOINE!!!" screamed Draco when he found his cart hitting hers with full force.
"Why don't you watch what you're doing Malfoy?" said Hermoine angrily while getting up from the ground.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I was just walking, I didn't see you, I wasn't watching what I was doing, are you okay?" All these words came flying out of his mouth at once.
Hermoine did nothing but stare at Draco. She had a surprised look on her face; Draco has never been this nice to her.
"I'm really sorry Hermoine," said Draco sincerely.
"Umm, its okay, I guess," Hermoine said with confusion. She picked up her stuff and put it on her cart, gave him another confused look, and walked away.
"Stupid Stupid Stupid!" Draco told himself "I can't believe I just did that, and did you see the look she gave you? She must have been so surprised, probably because you have never been nice to her. I really hope she was okay though. Why am I suddenly feeling like this? Why did I hate her in the first place? Well, that's an easy question. I was always taught that wizards who had muggle parents were awful. They didn't deserve to be witches or wizards, that was the reason why I was mean to her. When I see her now though, I don't think that. I think she has to be one of the prettiest girls I have ever seen. Well, it doesn't matter anyway; she probably will hate me for the rest of her life. Well here is Platform 9 and ¾."
Draco loaded his stuff, and found a seat on the train. For the rest of the trip he did nothing but think of Hermoine.
Hermoine POV
"Another Dumbledore card! How many of these do I need," Ron said angrily.
"I don't have anymore Chocolate Frogs," said Harry disappointed. "Hey Hermoine, what's wrong? You haven't talked since this morning."
I sat in my seat staring out the window. I can't believe what has happened in the past couple days. First the look that he gave me, now he is being kind and thoughtful. Draco actually apologized to me. Since when does Draco Malfoy apologize to anyone, especially me? I mean, not that it bothers me; I like Draco when he is nice. It only confuses me, what has given him a sudden change in heart? I can't help but want to see him though. Just to see his beautiful eyes and handsome smile, but this is Draco I'm talking about! Even if he is being nice to me, it doesn't mean anything. He would never have interest dating you. I mean, why would he? I just want to see him again anyway, see if it happens a third time."
"Hermoine, hello, are you still with us?" said Ron.
"Oh, sorry, I was just thinking," I said suddenly.
"What are you thinking about that is causing you to leave the planet?" said Harry jokingly.
"Oh, umm, nothing, just, school. School, I'm excited."
"Figures" muttered Ron.
I looked out the window, but still noticed them staring at me awkwardly. I decided to change the subject quickly. "I see we are almost there, maybe you guys should change into your robes. I don't see why you just don't do it at your house. Its so much easier."
"We shouldn't have brought her back" Ron whispered to Harry.
The Feast
Everyone was seated at their house tables and ready to see the sorting. There was a heavy chatter among the students.
"Before we do the sorting, we have a special announcement," said Albus Dumbledore.
Everyone grew silent and gave their attention to their headmaster.
"This year we have something very new and exciting, we have opened a student exchange program. This will allow students to go to another school for a year, and be taught there. Since Hogwarts did not find out about it early enough, there will be no students from Hogwarts who will attend to a different school. However, there are five students who came here for this year. Will you five please stand up? Thank you, now they will be sorted with the first years, and be put into a house for the year. So please welcome these five with great generosity, thank you."
"When I call your name, please come up, and you will be sorted," said Professor McGonagall.
"Casey Tritch" "HUFFLEPUFF!" yelled the old sorting hat.
"James Zimmer," "SLYTHERIN!"
Professor McGonagall went down the list of first years, after they were all sorted she began to call the five exchange students.
"Pierre Lamaitre of Beauxbatons Academy." "RAVENCLAW!" screamed the sorting hat.
"Sharla Legume of Beauxbatons Academy." "HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Kirk Verhoeven of Durmstrang Institute." "SLYTHERIN!"
"Heather Ramsdell of Salem Academy." "GRYFFINDOR!"
"Ryan Oesch of Salem Academy." "GRYFFINDOR!"
The students all rose and clapped for the five exchange students.
"Okay, well done, now. I would like to remind everyone one and tell the first years, that the Forbidden Forest is out of bounds to everyone. I hope you all have a wonderful year, and enjoy your meal."
Dumbledore clapped his hands twice and food appeared on the table. Immediately the student's mouths dropped, and they began trying to fit as much food as possible on their plates.
"So Heather, how are you?" asked Ron.
"I'm great, you?" replied Heather sweetly.
"As of now, excellent," replied Ron. "You're from America right?"
"Yep,"
"I've always have wanted to go there."
"Its nice, but I was so excited when I realized I had the chance to come to Hogwarts. It's a great school, and it's in Europe!"
Hermoine tried to pay attention to Heather's and Rons conversation, America was very interesting to her. She couldn't though; something from across the room was catching her attention. She noticed that every time she looked up, Draco was staring at her. Not at a hateful way though, in a pleasant way. A way that brought a smile to her face, "Is this real?" she thought to herself. "Is Draco really being nice, is there a chance that his feelings have really changed?"
"Hermoine," whispered Lavender, "Why are you smiling in Draco's direction like that?"
It took Hermoine a few seconds to react, "What?" she said, nearly jumping out of her seat.
"I was asking why you were smiling at Draco like that," she said louder.
"Oh, what are you talking about?" Hermoine said, trying to quickly deny it.
"I saw you, you were staring straight at him!"
"I was not, I was looking at that Kirk kid," said Hermoine trying to avoid Lavender's accusation.
"What Kirk kid?"
"The Durmstrang exchange student, you don't think he is cute? He is sitting two seats down from Malfoy. I mean, why would I be staring at Malfoy?"
"Oh, yeah, I guess he is pretty cute, do you have a thing for him or something?"
Before Hermoine could answer Dumbledore stood up to speak.
"Well, I see that everyone is done, so prefects please lead your houses to your quarters."
All the students began to stand up; Hermoine did quickly and looked for Harry and Ron. She was trying to avoid Lavender; she didn't want to get any further into that conversation.
"Hey, wait up!" yelled Hermoine.
Harry and Ron stopped and turned around.
"Okay," said Hermoine "let's go."
They all got settled into their rooms and eventually went to bed. Hermoine couldn't sleep though; she could only think about what happened today. "What's with Draco," thought Hermoine "I mean, honestly, this is quite sudden. Draco has never even spoke one word of kindness to me. Why would he suddenly just start caring, and of all the people, its towards me. Well, maybe its not just to me, I'm sure he is acting like this towards others. It would be nice though if it was only to me, I have never really had a guy like me. Well, besides Viktor, but that's it. Could Draco and I really have a relationship? I know many would disapprove, definitely Harry and Ron. They would most likely flip out, probably hex Draco. Well, who knows, I guess I just have to wait and see."
With that thought on her mind, Hermoine slowly drifted into sleep, only to think of Draco more in her dreams.