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Ok, this is my first fanfiction ever so please be gentle!! I only did a small first chapter, because I wanted to see if people liked it before carrying on. So please review if you want the story continued!
At that particular moment in time, Hermione Granger had a lot to be happy about. She had achieved the highest O.W.L grades easily, had finally de- frizzed her bushy hair and had a new year of Hogwarts to look forward to. Unfortunately for her, it didn't last for to long. As she pushed her trolley through the wall to Platform 9 ¾ she spotted a familiar blond haired person terrorising the first years. Angrily, she made her way towards them. She hated the thought of Malfoy picking on Muggle borns. "Malfoy!" Hermione hollered, "Put that child down!" Malfoy turned to look at her, a piercing blue-eyed gaze that left even Hermione stunned. Those eyes were so deep, yet so icy. His platinum blond hair wasn't slicked back like it usually was, with strands falling across his finely sculpted face. All the insults Hermione was about to throw at him got stuck in her throat, and she stood there, silent. Malfoy snickered. "You think I'm gonna listen to you Granger? Get real." Furious, Hermione pulled out her wand. "Put them down, Malfoy!" "Whatcha gonna do?" He asked mockingly, laughter in his eyes, "Curse me?"
Ok, this is my first fanfiction ever so please be gentle!! I only did a small first chapter, because I wanted to see if people liked it before carrying on. So please review if you want the story continued!
At that particular moment in time, Hermione Granger had a lot to be happy about. She had achieved the highest O.W.L grades easily, had finally de- frizzed her bushy hair and had a new year of Hogwarts to look forward to. Unfortunately for her, it didn't last for to long. As she pushed her trolley through the wall to Platform 9 ¾ she spotted a familiar blond haired person terrorising the first years. Angrily, she made her way towards them. She hated the thought of Malfoy picking on Muggle borns. "Malfoy!" Hermione hollered, "Put that child down!" Malfoy turned to look at her, a piercing blue-eyed gaze that left even Hermione stunned. Those eyes were so deep, yet so icy. His platinum blond hair wasn't slicked back like it usually was, with strands falling across his finely sculpted face. All the insults Hermione was about to throw at him got stuck in her throat, and she stood there, silent. Malfoy snickered. "You think I'm gonna listen to you Granger? Get real." Furious, Hermione pulled out her wand. "Put them down, Malfoy!" "Whatcha gonna do?" He asked mockingly, laughter in his eyes, "Curse me?"