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Chapter 2: I Dislike You
"Wow Hermione, never thought you'd have the guts to say that. What don't we know?" Harry grinned at me.
"You don't know anything. And please Harry, don't call me Hermione, call me Mione." Hermione gave him that grin to die for.
"Um, sure thing." Ron and Harry both choked out.
"Alright well, I'm going to look around the train. You know, catch up with everyone." Hermione told them and walked out the cabin without a response.
Where to go? Where to go? Hermione clicked her tongue as she checked out the train, finally coming upon a cabin of giggly girls.
"Ginny! Lav! Parvati!" Hermione squealed as she saw who was in the compartment.
"Um … Hermione?" Lavendar asked. Ginny stood up and peered deep into Hermione's eyes.
"Yep, that's Hermione alright." Ginny smiled and hugged her best friend.
"Actually it's Mione now … it's great to see you guys!" Hermione said as she hugged Ginny back.
"What's with the change?" Parvati asked Hermione. Hermione grinned at her 3 best girl friends.
"Um, you know, I don't really know. Just one of those things … you guys look great too!" Hermione told them.
"Thanks!" All 3 replied in unison. They all sat down and began discussing their summer, boys, and clothes.
"Alright, Ginny, hottest guy in Hogwarts?" Lavendar asked Ginny.
"Um … you promise not to tell?" The other 3 girls nodded. "Harry Potter." She whispered and blushed.
"Awww …" they all sighed.
They went around saying who they thought, Parvati saying Seamus Finnigan and Lavendar saying Ron Weasley. They finally came to Hermione.
"So Hermione, who do you think? I bet it's Harry too." The girls giggled.
"I bet it's not. I bet it's Draco Malfoy!" Hermione told them in a cheery voice. All of the girls gasped and then soon started saying 'Yeah, he is pretty cute.' 'Even if he is the Slytherin he is …' and stuff like that.
"Hey girls, you'd better get dressed, we'll be at Hogwarts in about 5 minutes." Harry's voice came from the other side of the door.
"Okay! Thanks Harry!" Ginny called back.
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They arrived at Hogwarts and they all walked to the Great Hall together. The 4 girls paraded down the halls and into the Great Hall with guys checking them out and wolf whistling.
Among the whistles and cat-calls there were many whispers saying 'Is that Granger?' 'Gryffindor Know It All?' and other things like that.
That's right, I'm Hermione Granger, your Know It All bookworm has left the building!
Hermione laughed to herself.
"Welcome students! I have 2 announcements to start the year off. Number 1, The Dark Forest is strictly forbidden to all students. Number 2, there will be a Valentines Ball this year! More details will be given to you later on in the year. Let the feast begin!" Dumbledore announced as soon as the sorting was over.
As soon as the feast was over, all of the students were shown to their dormitories.
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Draco couldn't get Hermione off of his mind.
(Wow, she's a lot prettier than I remember. But she's a mudblood. Forget her!)
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The next day was the first day of classes. Hermione had Transfiguration class where she was partnered up with Padma Patil, Parvati's sister.
Next she had Charms where she didn't get a partner but was asked to give an example since she was top in that class.
Last, she had Double Potions, which was still held with the Slytherins.
"Good Afternoon class. Please take out a piece of parchment, a quill, and some ink. I would like you to copy down what is written on the blackboard." The copying took a total of 20 minutes when Professor Snape spoke again.
"I hate to be the one to tell you this, but apparently I must be the one to do so. There will be a talent show held on December 18. It can be anything you like and you can only participate in 2 acts. If you'd like to participate, please write your name, year, house, and song on a piece of parchment and place it in the box outside of the Great Hall. Now, on with something that really matters …" and that's how the entire day went.
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Hermione walked to her room that evening and sat down on her bed. She pulled out her trunk from underneath her four poster bed and pulled out some pictures. She flipped through them and smiled at some of them and frown at others. Some were of her and Chloe. Some were of her, Harry, and Ron. Others were of her and her parents. When they were a normal family. When they were a family.
A lone tear fell from Hermione's chocolate brown eyes and she wiped it away.
Why am I even letting all of this happen? It's not as if I care about them anymore! I mean, sure they're my parents, but they don't care … so neither do I!
Hermione wept loudly for only a brief moment before blowing her nose and walking to the library.
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(I watched her walk in and noticed that her eyes were blotchy and red. I figured she had been crying. Well, of course she had been crying. She was Hermione Granger. I knew that she had cried a whole day in first year. It was the day that the Mountain Troll was let in. Poor, poor Granger. Ha, not!)
Hermione seated herself at a sofa in the corner of the library and pulled out a book. Draco read the title and was surprised to find that she was not catching up on studying for next year, or reviewing spells for the tests coming up at the end of the school year, but rather a muggle book. 'Romeo and Juliet.' He thought to himself.
(Sounds familiar. Wasn't it by that Shakesbeard guy?)
He silently crept over to Hermione and as she flipped a page, he placed a hand on her shoulder. She gasped and jumped up out of the couch. She looked down at her finger and he noticed a small line of blood running down her finger.
"Damn." She whispered, followed by a few more 'choice' words that he never would have expected to come out of Hermione Granger's mouth, although, Hermione Granger wasn't exactly what he expected anymore.
"Sorry bout that." He whispered.
"What the bloody hell did you want Malfoy?" She whispered angrily. Draco was shocked. He had apologized and this was what he got.
"All I wanted to know was who the author of that (he pointed to Romeo and Juliet) book is." He told her angrily.
"Oh, William Shakespeare. Now, could you please leave?" She sighed and sat back down, blowing on her finger since it stung.
"Sure, fine, whatever." He muttered and strode out of the library.
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What the bloody hell was all of that about. Why did he want to know about a muggle book?
Hermione sat in the common room, tracing her finger around the words on the cover. Hermione loved the story. The plot was the best. Romeo and Juliet's family came from completely different families that were rivals, but Romeo and Juliet fell in love. They decided that the only way they could be together is in death.
Hermione sighed as she thought of Skyler. She really thought that he had been the one. Apparently she thought wrong.
Hermione couldn't take the rage that was building up inside of her so she grabbed the nearest thing to her (which was the book by the way) and thrust it at the opposite wall. It crashed into the wall hard and hit the floor hard. A few peoples heads turned towards Hermione and stared at her wide eyed.
"What?" She screamed furiously. She had to get out and she did just that.
Hermione pushed open the doors that led to the lake. She ran as fast as her feet could carry her. She reached the side of the lake and sat down, breathing heavily, when she heard a rustling in the brush nearby.
"Aw, what's wrong Granger, Potter finally realize that he was too good for a mudblood like you?" Draco Malfoy snarled at her.
"No." She barely gasped in between breaths.
"Oh. Well then … I'll just be leaving you to cry." He whispered back. Hermione couldn't tell whether or not he was being nice letting her be or being sarcastic meaning "I'll just leave you to waste your tears on yourself." Or something of the sort.
Okay, maybe I don't hate him, because after all, Hate Is A Strong Word, so … I dislike him … a lot.