I wrote this one because I reckon my mate would like it! Hi Charlie!

CHAPTER ONE

-------HOGWARTS EXPRESS-------

Hermione sat there in the empty carriage. Her two best friends, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, were both at the back talking to Ron's twin brothers, Fred and George and their friend Lee Jordan. Hermione was secretly glad they were gone. She felt she needed time to be alone, just to think about how she was coping with everything. To her, life was just a blurry rush, she never had the time to stop and think.

There she sat while hours dragged by. Suddenly she saw a face at the compartment door. To her deepest disappointment and anger, she saw it wasn't the face she was hoping it to be. No, it was Draco Malfoy.

But to her surprise, he wasn't jeering at her, not about to call her a filthy mudblood. No, he looked like he had been crying. Hermione was very shocked about this. She was about to open her mouth to tell him to get lost but his pale pointed face shined in the light, she could see tearstains on his cheeks.

"What do you want?" Hermione said suspiciously.

"Can I come in?" said Malfoy timidly. Hermione glared at him. "Why?" she said sharply.

Malfoy didn't answer. He walked into the cubicle and looked at her. "I felt ... I felt ... you would be the only one to understand." He smiled slightly. Hermione didn't. She was still shocked, this was the only thing Malfoy had ever said to her without turning it into an insult.

"You see," he started up. "I know it's bad, if Father knew he'd go mad but I can't control my feelings, no matter how hard I try." He smiled again. Hermione was confused. She didn't have the faintest idea what he was on about.

"I can't help it, sometimes I try to forget it but I can't, whenever I try, it pops up into my head," he continued. Hermione frowned. "Malfoy, I don't know what you're on about, now get out and leave me alone." she said, pointing at the door.

"But Hermione," said Malfoy. Just these words came as a shock for her, Malfoy had never said her first name before. His hand reached up and he started stroking her cheek. "But Hermione," he repeated.

Then suddenly he was coming closer to her, his eyes closed and his lips pressed onto hers. As he kissed her, Hermione felt herself kissing back. His hands wound tightly round her waist and hers round his neck. As they stood up against the window, pulling each others robes off, the compartment door slid open.

They both froze as the two faces watched them. One of the faces had lots of freckles. The figure was tall and gangly and had bright red hair. His ears started to turn the same colour. It was Ron. The other had Emerald green eyes, untidy jet black hair, round glasses and a scar in the shape of lightining on his head. He was almost as tall as Ron. It was Harry. Both of them had their mouths wide open in shock. There was silence for a few minutes as everyone was in shock. Harry and Ron were both trying to register in their minds what they had just seen.

Eventually Ron spoke. "Hermione?!?" he said.

"Look Ron, you didn't see what you think you saw!" Hermione gabbled, putting her robes back on.

"I know what I saw!" Ron said angrily. "Hermione, you traitor!" he said and left the door. Harry was left standing there.

"He's overracting," said Hermione.

"No he isn't. He's right." said Harry and he left too. Hermione and Malfoy were left. The train stopped and as they looked outside, they saw that they'd arrived at Hogwarts.

"Well, er, I better get back to my compartment!" said Malfoy and he left quickly. Hermione was left there.