Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters...they all belong to J.K. Rowling...but I do own the rights to this story...
as it is my own...and is original...so please don't sue! =]
A/N: Well...hmm...what do I say...this is a Draco/Hermione fafic...I think they would be so good together! Don't you think?
Anyways...I hope you guys enjoy this fanfic...and please r&r...thanx!
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"Miss Granger, Mr. Potter, you're both needed in compartment 103 right away please," Professor McGonagall
poked her head into the compartment that Harry, Ron and Hermione had been in.
"Oh, and Mr. Weasley...the Prefects meeting will be held in compartment 102," she added. Harry and Hermione
had been voted Head Boy and Head Girl last June, and Ron had been Gryffindor's Prefect. He was quite proud, seeing
as he wasn't exactly the smartest earlier in his first years at Hogwarts. Ron gathered his stuff, and with a quick wave to
his friends, headed off to his appropriate compartment. Harry extended his arm, and Hermione took it, as they walked
into compartment 103 together. There they meet Professor McGonagall, Professor Binns, Professor Sprout, Professor
Snape, and Professor Trelawney.
"Well then, let's get down to buisness," McGonagall sat down next to Sprout, and indicated Hermione and Harry
to take a seat.
"First order of buisness...well, it would seem that Dumbledore has requested that we organize a Yule Ball, since
it was such a sucess a few years back. Unfortunately though, we will not be inviting Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. So,
are you two up to the challenge?" she questioned. Hermione's eyes widened with glee, excited, remembering that
wonderful night that she had spent with Viktor Krum, a Durmstrang student, and seeker for the Bulgarian Quidditch team.
Harry nodded and too felt excited.
"Oh that would be WONDERFUL!" Hermione squeeled with delight. Snape muttered something under his breath,
which consisted of the words, ' can't believe a giggly girl is organizing this'. Eveyone ignored the greasy-haired professor.
"Well then, that's settled!" McGonagall said with a smile. They continued to talk, then after an hour, they went
into compartment 102, to tell the Prefects of their decisions. The Prefects included, Ron Weasley for Gryffindor, Blaise
Zabini for Slytherin, Justin Finch-Fletchley for Hufflepuff, and Lisa Turpin for Ravenclaw. Harry and Hermione informed
them of their duties this year, and before they knew it, they had arrived at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft anf Wizardry.
Hermione sighed as she smiled, happy to be back. Harry, Ron and Hermione spotted their friend Hagrid, as they exited
the Hogwarts Express.
"Hi Hagrid!" Hermione hollered. She stood on her toes, waving frantically to the half-giant. Harry who had grown
to 6 feet over the summer stood behind Hermione, and waved as well. Ron, who was the last off the train yelled to Hagrid,
"Hey Hagrid! How was your summer?"
"Good ter see yeh three!" Hagrid walked over to them, and gave each an oversized hug. He then apologized, as
he headed over to the first-years, and took them on their boat ride to the castle.
"Come on! Let's go! I'm starved!" Ron exclaimed, running to grab a coach for him and his friends.
"Sorry Weasel, this coach is mine," a cold voice said. Ron knew this voice could only belong to one person;
Draco Malfoy, their worst enemy since first year.
"Well, Malfoy, I don't see your name written on it!" Ron shot back.
"Yeah, well I do belive that these coaches are for pure-bloods, not mudblood's," Malfoy sneered, suddenly
seeing Hermione. She rolled her eyes, and shoved Malfoy, who was nearly twice her size, standing at 6 feet, and
carrying more muscle then anyone could imagine. She hopped into the coach, and glared at Malfoy.
"You coming Harry - Ron?" She asked. Harry smirked at Malfoy before getting in, and was followed by Ron. As
the coach began to move, the three watched Malfoy's astonished face grow smaller into the distance, laughing.
"So Ron, what'd you do over the summer?" Hermione asked. Ron told them that with the help of his older twin
brothers, Fred and Geogre, and older brother Charlie, he had been lifting weights, and practicing some quidditch team
moves with his brothers. Since Oliver Wood had left, Harry had been voted as team captain, and Ron replaced Wood as
the team's keeper. With the new captain and new keeper, Gryffindor has won the Inter-House championship 3 times in a
row. Hermione and Harry noticed the dramic changes in Ron, as he now stood at 6' 2", and if at all possible, had all the
muscle in the right places. As they entered, the Great Hall, many Hogwarts students noticed this change in Ron, as they
pointed and giggled as the three walked by.
"I love what he's done with his hair!" a fourth-year Hufflepuff whispered to her friends. They all nodded before
they returned to their giggly mode. Neither Harry nor Hermione could believe any of this, as they tried to keep from
laughing. Ron turned red in the ears, hearing all these compliments. They sat down, and waited for the Sorting to begin.
Once finished, Dumbledore welcomed the new first-years, and then conjured up the welcoming feast. Each table roared
with conversation, and everyone was chatting about their summer, and rumours that were heard.
"You'll never guess what I got this summer," Malfoy's boostful voice could be heard from miles away.
"A new Lighting 3000! The newest model of broomsticks! Some international teams don't even had this one yet!"
Hermione rolled her eyes once more, it seemed routine now, since she'd been doing it for seven years now. She
hated Malfoy, there wasn't one aspect of him that she liked. She hated his sly smirk, his pale, pointed face, his white-
blonde hair that was always slicked back. The thing she hated most about him was his pale silver eyes, which always
seemed to glow, no matter what mood he was in. Ron noticed her staring at Malfoy with glaring eyes.
"You okay 'Mione?" He asked. She snapped back to reality, and glanced at Ron. She smiled and nodded. Ron
shrugged and continued to talk to Harry about new quidditch strategies. After dinner, Ron, Harry and Hermione walked
up to the Gryffindor tower. En route though, they bumped into none other than Draco Malfoy.
"Watch it Potter!"He scowled.
"Back at you Malfoy!" Harry snapped. He grabbed his wand, ready to battle, Malfoy doing the same. Hermione
sighed loudly and grabbed Harry's arm.
"Let's go," she said, dragging him away.
"You still need your mudblood girlfriend to stick up for you eh?" Draco yelled, as the three walked away. How he
hated Hermione.
' Argh! I hate her so much! Her wild, bushy brown hair, her know-it-all brains, and especially those muggle brown
eyes,' he thought to himself, as he watched them walk away.
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Well...that's all for now...what do y'all think? anywayz don't forget to R&R!! bye!
-Baby T
as it is my own...and is original...so please don't sue! =]
A/N: Well...hmm...what do I say...this is a Draco/Hermione fafic...I think they would be so good together! Don't you think?
Anyways...I hope you guys enjoy this fanfic...and please r&r...thanx!
~~~~~~~~~
"Miss Granger, Mr. Potter, you're both needed in compartment 103 right away please," Professor McGonagall
poked her head into the compartment that Harry, Ron and Hermione had been in.
"Oh, and Mr. Weasley...the Prefects meeting will be held in compartment 102," she added. Harry and Hermione
had been voted Head Boy and Head Girl last June, and Ron had been Gryffindor's Prefect. He was quite proud, seeing
as he wasn't exactly the smartest earlier in his first years at Hogwarts. Ron gathered his stuff, and with a quick wave to
his friends, headed off to his appropriate compartment. Harry extended his arm, and Hermione took it, as they walked
into compartment 103 together. There they meet Professor McGonagall, Professor Binns, Professor Sprout, Professor
Snape, and Professor Trelawney.
"Well then, let's get down to buisness," McGonagall sat down next to Sprout, and indicated Hermione and Harry
to take a seat.
"First order of buisness...well, it would seem that Dumbledore has requested that we organize a Yule Ball, since
it was such a sucess a few years back. Unfortunately though, we will not be inviting Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. So,
are you two up to the challenge?" she questioned. Hermione's eyes widened with glee, excited, remembering that
wonderful night that she had spent with Viktor Krum, a Durmstrang student, and seeker for the Bulgarian Quidditch team.
Harry nodded and too felt excited.
"Oh that would be WONDERFUL!" Hermione squeeled with delight. Snape muttered something under his breath,
which consisted of the words, ' can't believe a giggly girl is organizing this'. Eveyone ignored the greasy-haired professor.
"Well then, that's settled!" McGonagall said with a smile. They continued to talk, then after an hour, they went
into compartment 102, to tell the Prefects of their decisions. The Prefects included, Ron Weasley for Gryffindor, Blaise
Zabini for Slytherin, Justin Finch-Fletchley for Hufflepuff, and Lisa Turpin for Ravenclaw. Harry and Hermione informed
them of their duties this year, and before they knew it, they had arrived at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft anf Wizardry.
Hermione sighed as she smiled, happy to be back. Harry, Ron and Hermione spotted their friend Hagrid, as they exited
the Hogwarts Express.
"Hi Hagrid!" Hermione hollered. She stood on her toes, waving frantically to the half-giant. Harry who had grown
to 6 feet over the summer stood behind Hermione, and waved as well. Ron, who was the last off the train yelled to Hagrid,
"Hey Hagrid! How was your summer?"
"Good ter see yeh three!" Hagrid walked over to them, and gave each an oversized hug. He then apologized, as
he headed over to the first-years, and took them on their boat ride to the castle.
"Come on! Let's go! I'm starved!" Ron exclaimed, running to grab a coach for him and his friends.
"Sorry Weasel, this coach is mine," a cold voice said. Ron knew this voice could only belong to one person;
Draco Malfoy, their worst enemy since first year.
"Well, Malfoy, I don't see your name written on it!" Ron shot back.
"Yeah, well I do belive that these coaches are for pure-bloods, not mudblood's," Malfoy sneered, suddenly
seeing Hermione. She rolled her eyes, and shoved Malfoy, who was nearly twice her size, standing at 6 feet, and
carrying more muscle then anyone could imagine. She hopped into the coach, and glared at Malfoy.
"You coming Harry - Ron?" She asked. Harry smirked at Malfoy before getting in, and was followed by Ron. As
the coach began to move, the three watched Malfoy's astonished face grow smaller into the distance, laughing.
"So Ron, what'd you do over the summer?" Hermione asked. Ron told them that with the help of his older twin
brothers, Fred and Geogre, and older brother Charlie, he had been lifting weights, and practicing some quidditch team
moves with his brothers. Since Oliver Wood had left, Harry had been voted as team captain, and Ron replaced Wood as
the team's keeper. With the new captain and new keeper, Gryffindor has won the Inter-House championship 3 times in a
row. Hermione and Harry noticed the dramic changes in Ron, as he now stood at 6' 2", and if at all possible, had all the
muscle in the right places. As they entered, the Great Hall, many Hogwarts students noticed this change in Ron, as they
pointed and giggled as the three walked by.
"I love what he's done with his hair!" a fourth-year Hufflepuff whispered to her friends. They all nodded before
they returned to their giggly mode. Neither Harry nor Hermione could believe any of this, as they tried to keep from
laughing. Ron turned red in the ears, hearing all these compliments. They sat down, and waited for the Sorting to begin.
Once finished, Dumbledore welcomed the new first-years, and then conjured up the welcoming feast. Each table roared
with conversation, and everyone was chatting about their summer, and rumours that were heard.
"You'll never guess what I got this summer," Malfoy's boostful voice could be heard from miles away.
"A new Lighting 3000! The newest model of broomsticks! Some international teams don't even had this one yet!"
Hermione rolled her eyes once more, it seemed routine now, since she'd been doing it for seven years now. She
hated Malfoy, there wasn't one aspect of him that she liked. She hated his sly smirk, his pale, pointed face, his white-
blonde hair that was always slicked back. The thing she hated most about him was his pale silver eyes, which always
seemed to glow, no matter what mood he was in. Ron noticed her staring at Malfoy with glaring eyes.
"You okay 'Mione?" He asked. She snapped back to reality, and glanced at Ron. She smiled and nodded. Ron
shrugged and continued to talk to Harry about new quidditch strategies. After dinner, Ron, Harry and Hermione walked
up to the Gryffindor tower. En route though, they bumped into none other than Draco Malfoy.
"Watch it Potter!"He scowled.
"Back at you Malfoy!" Harry snapped. He grabbed his wand, ready to battle, Malfoy doing the same. Hermione
sighed loudly and grabbed Harry's arm.
"Let's go," she said, dragging him away.
"You still need your mudblood girlfriend to stick up for you eh?" Draco yelled, as the three walked away. How he
hated Hermione.
' Argh! I hate her so much! Her wild, bushy brown hair, her know-it-all brains, and especially those muggle brown
eyes,' he thought to himself, as he watched them walk away.
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Well...that's all for now...what do y'all think? anywayz don't forget to R&R!! bye!
-Baby T