Chapter One: Someone New
Discalaimer: I don't own anything except the new character. A/N: This is my first fanfic and everything in this story will be based on what you guys tell me, so r/r! I probably can only update everyother day, I have exams, sorry!!!
Hermione's P.O.V.
'Bye Mom, by Dad!' I said as I quickly gave a hug to both of my parents.
'You'd better hurry up, or else you'll be late for the train,' I heard Mom call after me.
' 'Bye ' I turned around to wave them one more goodbye before I left for platform 9 ¾ .
I was hurrying down towards the gateway, hoping it wouldn't close before I got there. I couldn't be late for my fifth year at Hogwarts, especially since I was the new Gryffindor prefect. I had been waiting for that position the whole time I was at Hogwarts.
I went through the entry to platform 9 ¾ and promptly found Harry, Ron and Ginny waiting for me. I ran towards them with my cart.
'Hey everyone!' I said. I was out of breath; my trunk was heavy this year. Everyone said hello back to me and I gave them all hugs. Ron and Harry picked up my trunks to take to the train.
'Wow, what have you got in here 'Mione? A dead body?' Ron commented.
' Just books,' I replied, 'I want to make sure my marks stay the same as last year, I don't want to slack off,'
' Doesn't look like you'll be slacking off anytime soon,' Ginny said as she watched Ron struggling with the trunk. I giggled with her and we both started down to the Hogwarts Express. I sighed happily knowing that I was close to my favourite place in the world, Hogwarts.
'Let's get a compartment before we have to share with someone else,' Harry suggested. We all agreed and hurried into an empty section of the train and sat down in the red, fluffy seats. I relaxed and stared out the window to see the scenery; the train had already started moving. Everything was going smoothly as usual. But then I thought, 'Oh no, I still have to wait until Malfoy's annual visit on the train.' I groaned quietly. He was my worst enemy and he was the rudest person I had ever known. I mentally cursed him.
Then we stirred up a conversation, which made me forget that Malfoy ever existed. We talked for a while about our summers. I had gone to Spain; Harry visited Ron at the Burrow. I was listening to their stories about all of Fred and George's slips, when I heard a knock at our door. I hoped it wasn't Malfoy, and it wasn't. A girl about my age stepped in, but I had never seen her at school before and then I thought what if this girl was a muggle and got on the train by accident. I turned to see the look on Harry and Ron's faces, and was surprised to see them gaping at her like idiots. I turned back to see the girl and noticed why. They obviously thought she was good-looking. She was wearing a white collared shirt, a white, navy blue and red tie, same coloured skirt, but plaid and it at bid thigh, white knee socks, and black shoes. She had long, blondish hair, kind of the same colour as Malfoy's, but not as white and she had shining bright, blue eyes. She had a worried expression on her face. And finally she started to talk.
'Hello, I'm Holly Travis,' she introduced herself to me.
'Nice to meet you, I'm Hermione Granger, this is Ginny Weasley,' I pointed to Ginny who smiled and waved, 'and these two are Ron, Ginny's brother, and Harry Potter,' they both looked up, closed their mouths, and waved.
'Harry Potter! It's nice to meet you,' she said with glee, then she looked serious again, 'I'm looking for my seat on the train with Professor Dumbledore, but I can't find him anywhere.' I was relieved; if she knew Professor Dumbledore, then she must be a witch. But I never knew Professor Dumbledore came on the train with them; there must be something going on.
'Are you new here?' I asked as I sat down beside Ginny.
'Actually--' she was cut off by Dumbledore, who had just opened the door.
'There you are Miss Travis; I've been looking for you.' He said, he then saw us looking at him, 'Oh, I see you've met Miss Granger, Mister Potter, Mister Weasley and Miss Weasley,' Holly nodded and smiled at me. 'If you don't mind, students (A/N: I had no Idea what to put there, what does he call them?) I must take Miss. Travis to her seat. I will see you all at the feast.' We nodded and said goodbye to Holly.
As she exited Ron and Harry shook their heads and Ginny and I started laughing at them. The boys turned red and didn't talk a lot more to us. Just as everything was going fine until -
'Why it isn't Potty, Weasel and the Mudblood.' An evil voice came from the door.
'What do you want Malferret?' I asked with my most hateful face. Ginny giggled. Malfoy glared at her with his blue/grey eyes and then said, 'Dumbledore just wants you to know that there's going to be a prefect meeting in the Great Hall after dinner. I'd hate to stay and chat, so I'll go now, but don't expect me to be as nice as I am now to you.' Then he turned and walked back to his compartment.
'He calls that nice?' I thought to myself. Wait a minute. 'Great, he must be a prefect as well. What a year.' I said as I laid my head back on the cushion.
'That's to bad 'Mione. If he does anything to you, I'll personally kill him.' Ron said.
'Thanks, Ron, but I don't think that's good enough to get rid of him. He'd probably come back as a ghost and haunt me for the rest of my life.' I said back. We all laughed at that and soon enough we were at the station. 'Finally,' I thought, "Home sweet home.'
Discalaimer: I don't own anything except the new character. A/N: This is my first fanfic and everything in this story will be based on what you guys tell me, so r/r! I probably can only update everyother day, I have exams, sorry!!!
Hermione's P.O.V.
'Bye Mom, by Dad!' I said as I quickly gave a hug to both of my parents.
'You'd better hurry up, or else you'll be late for the train,' I heard Mom call after me.
' 'Bye ' I turned around to wave them one more goodbye before I left for platform 9 ¾ .
I was hurrying down towards the gateway, hoping it wouldn't close before I got there. I couldn't be late for my fifth year at Hogwarts, especially since I was the new Gryffindor prefect. I had been waiting for that position the whole time I was at Hogwarts.
I went through the entry to platform 9 ¾ and promptly found Harry, Ron and Ginny waiting for me. I ran towards them with my cart.
'Hey everyone!' I said. I was out of breath; my trunk was heavy this year. Everyone said hello back to me and I gave them all hugs. Ron and Harry picked up my trunks to take to the train.
'Wow, what have you got in here 'Mione? A dead body?' Ron commented.
' Just books,' I replied, 'I want to make sure my marks stay the same as last year, I don't want to slack off,'
' Doesn't look like you'll be slacking off anytime soon,' Ginny said as she watched Ron struggling with the trunk. I giggled with her and we both started down to the Hogwarts Express. I sighed happily knowing that I was close to my favourite place in the world, Hogwarts.
'Let's get a compartment before we have to share with someone else,' Harry suggested. We all agreed and hurried into an empty section of the train and sat down in the red, fluffy seats. I relaxed and stared out the window to see the scenery; the train had already started moving. Everything was going smoothly as usual. But then I thought, 'Oh no, I still have to wait until Malfoy's annual visit on the train.' I groaned quietly. He was my worst enemy and he was the rudest person I had ever known. I mentally cursed him.
Then we stirred up a conversation, which made me forget that Malfoy ever existed. We talked for a while about our summers. I had gone to Spain; Harry visited Ron at the Burrow. I was listening to their stories about all of Fred and George's slips, when I heard a knock at our door. I hoped it wasn't Malfoy, and it wasn't. A girl about my age stepped in, but I had never seen her at school before and then I thought what if this girl was a muggle and got on the train by accident. I turned to see the look on Harry and Ron's faces, and was surprised to see them gaping at her like idiots. I turned back to see the girl and noticed why. They obviously thought she was good-looking. She was wearing a white collared shirt, a white, navy blue and red tie, same coloured skirt, but plaid and it at bid thigh, white knee socks, and black shoes. She had long, blondish hair, kind of the same colour as Malfoy's, but not as white and she had shining bright, blue eyes. She had a worried expression on her face. And finally she started to talk.
'Hello, I'm Holly Travis,' she introduced herself to me.
'Nice to meet you, I'm Hermione Granger, this is Ginny Weasley,' I pointed to Ginny who smiled and waved, 'and these two are Ron, Ginny's brother, and Harry Potter,' they both looked up, closed their mouths, and waved.
'Harry Potter! It's nice to meet you,' she said with glee, then she looked serious again, 'I'm looking for my seat on the train with Professor Dumbledore, but I can't find him anywhere.' I was relieved; if she knew Professor Dumbledore, then she must be a witch. But I never knew Professor Dumbledore came on the train with them; there must be something going on.
'Are you new here?' I asked as I sat down beside Ginny.
'Actually--' she was cut off by Dumbledore, who had just opened the door.
'There you are Miss Travis; I've been looking for you.' He said, he then saw us looking at him, 'Oh, I see you've met Miss Granger, Mister Potter, Mister Weasley and Miss Weasley,' Holly nodded and smiled at me. 'If you don't mind, students (A/N: I had no Idea what to put there, what does he call them?) I must take Miss. Travis to her seat. I will see you all at the feast.' We nodded and said goodbye to Holly.
As she exited Ron and Harry shook their heads and Ginny and I started laughing at them. The boys turned red and didn't talk a lot more to us. Just as everything was going fine until -
'Why it isn't Potty, Weasel and the Mudblood.' An evil voice came from the door.
'What do you want Malferret?' I asked with my most hateful face. Ginny giggled. Malfoy glared at her with his blue/grey eyes and then said, 'Dumbledore just wants you to know that there's going to be a prefect meeting in the Great Hall after dinner. I'd hate to stay and chat, so I'll go now, but don't expect me to be as nice as I am now to you.' Then he turned and walked back to his compartment.
'He calls that nice?' I thought to myself. Wait a minute. 'Great, he must be a prefect as well. What a year.' I said as I laid my head back on the cushion.
'That's to bad 'Mione. If he does anything to you, I'll personally kill him.' Ron said.
'Thanks, Ron, but I don't think that's good enough to get rid of him. He'd probably come back as a ghost and haunt me for the rest of my life.' I said back. We all laughed at that and soon enough we were at the station. 'Finally,' I thought, "Home sweet home.'