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The Train 2

            Draco was walking down a dimly lit hallway, there was someone he had to get to at the end.  He didn't know where exactly She was, but he had to find her, she could die!  There were so many rooms, but they were all empty.  Where was She?  She needed him, he could feel her.  He was scared, really scared, a feeling to which he was not accustom.  The fear he felt was for this girl, she might die.  If She died he would die too.  He was so worried, he was loosing hope when he heard a small noise.  Turning to the open door on his left, he noticed a small shadow lying on the floor.  It was Her!  He undid the binding that was holding her hands and feet.  With his help she stood up and flung her arms around him passionately.  "Oh!  I knew you'd come!"  She released him from the hug and found his lips.  The kiss was unlike anything Draco had ever experienced before: he felt as if he could fly.  The feeling was ethereal;  he didn't belong to this world anymore, he was elated.  With her he was no longer simply himself, he could feel the whole universe moving through his veins.  She pulled gently away.  He still couldn't quite see her face, if only she would move into the light.  She took one step towards it and…

            The train jerked to a stop, they had finally reached Hogwarts.  Draco was more than a little upset at the train for ruining his dream.  He was about to see her, when you have a dream about someone, its nice to know who it is.  In a very petulant mood he grabbed his things and proceeded out of the compartment. 

            Hermione grabbed her things and headed off the train with Harry and Ron close behind.  It was great being back at Hogwarts.  Like most students, she felt that she had just come home.  Here was her life.  She looked at her two friends, they seemed to think what she was thinking.  They all climbed into a carriage and headed to the castle. 

            Dinner that even was quite lovely;  even if Hermione was unaware of the two steely gray eyes studying her from across the room.  She had a wonderful time with her friends that she had spent so long away from.  After dinner, there was a short meeting of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, so Hermione found herself going back to the common room by herself. 

            She grabbed a book and sat down on a sofa by the fireplace, but was quickly joined by two fellow seventh years. 

            " 'Ello 'Ermione!" chorused Seamus and Dean. 

            The two boys sat down with her and soon they found themselves engaged in a great conversation.  They were all laughing and having a swell time when Harry and Ron came through the portrait hole.  With one glance at the two boys, they knew what was going on inside the minds of the two teens.  Harry and Ron went to join the conversation. 

            "Hello Hermione!" they were quite pleasant to her, but quite cold to the other two, "Seamus, Dean." 

            It didn't take long for Seamus and Dean two get the hint;  "We were just leaving," Dean said.  "Good bye."

            "Good night!"  Hermione said.  It wasn't too hard to correlate the appearance of her friends, and the disappearance of the other two boys. 

            "What did you that for?" she asked exasperatedly. 

            "Do what?" was Ron's innocent reply.

            "Chase away Seamus and Dean, I was happening to be enjoying myself."

            "Look Hermione," Harry began, "Its not that we don't want you to have fun.  It's just that well, we saw the way they were looking at you, and we know those looks, we're guys after all."  They had assumed that Hermione knew nothing about boys and what they thought; and she could tell this by their claim. 

            "Oh, so I suppose I'm not allowed to have any friends except you two then?"

            "No, you can have friends,"  this was Ron now, "As long as there girls."  Seeing the look on Hermione's face he added, "It's for your own good, Hermione.  We know boys, and we can tell that what they are thinking when they look at you."

            "And you think I can't?"  She was yelling now, she was fourteen shades of angry.  "I am perfectly capable of discerning who is safe to hang out with.  I can take care of myself.  I am tired of the two of you being so overprotective of me!  Do you think I spent my summer cooped up inside because I had no one to look after me?  No!  I went out, I took care of myself.  It may come as a shock to you, but I am not a little girl any more.  I don't need the two of you guarding me and not letting me do anything!  I can take care of myself quite nicely!" 

            With that she stormed up to her room, leaving Harry and Ron in the middle of the common room with many curious eyes upon them. 

            "Right," said Ron to Harry, "I reckon she'll be cross with us tomorrow." 

            Harry looked at his friend, he had a certain way of stating the obvious, but always seeing it too late.  Hermione was probably not going to speak to them because of what they had done.  This was going to make it harder to look out for her, but they couldn't stop.  Someone had to watch out for her, she couldn't possibly know all about boys and how they thought.  Harry and Ron did feel bad about being so overprotective; but they felt it was needed and they wouldn't stop.  They agreed to apologize, and tone their act down a little, so they could take care of her, without her knowing. 

            Back in her room, Hermione was fuming; she was absolutely livid!  Who did they think they were?  Treating her like she was a little child who needed their protection.  Well, she would show them.  She didn't need them to guard her, they were going to have to come and grovel before she'd forgive them this time.  She was getting sick of the fact that no one seemed to notice her growing up.  All summer she had spent under the cautious eyes of her parents; they still treated her like she was twelve years old.  When it was time to go back to school, she was relieved to get away from their smothering hold.  However, she left her real parents, only to find a new set here waiting to take action.  Well, she was going to show the world that Hermione Granger was no longer a child. 

And scene!  I promise that the next chapter will work on the Draco Hermione combo that we all adore,  I heart those two!  But well, I warn you now, they are not  going to simply realize one day that they really love each other, it takes more than that to undo six years of bickering!  Well I wont make them hate each other for too long!  Check out my other story Dangerous Games!  It'll be fun I promise!  Until next time!

~Atiannala