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Confusion the train
The last day of summer for Hermione was spent worrying and studying. For Draco it was spent nursing his bruises which were all over his body.
The next morning Hermione got up at 10 for her journey to platform 9 and ¾. She did one last check of her room to see if there was anything she might've overlooked, put Crookshanks in his carrier, and got ready to apparate. Before she left she said a last good-bye to her parents, promising she would write. Then with a small "pop!" she was gone. When she was swirling through the magical mist that came round when she apparated, she hummed the radio tune she had heard the other day.
Back at the manor, Draco was using a vanishing charm on his skin to make the bruises go away. He left early in the morning to avoid his father, but he did slip a note into his mother's robe pocket.
After putting his owl in it's cage on his trolley, he turned and looked at his house. Soon he would never have to come back to this place again, as he was entering his final year at Hogwarts. After this year he would be free, free from his father and the hate embedded in the walls of the manor. He would take his mother away of course, to any place she wanted to go..someplace unknown to Lucius and unplotable. Then he would go on his way, and live his own life for a change. With a sigh he apparated, humming the same song that someone else miles away was humming.
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After arriving, Hermione went to go find the booth in which the head boy and girl were supposed to sit. She set her stuff down on the floor and put Crookshanks on the seat next to her. She took a small mirror out of her purse and checked her reflection. Urgh. Her hair looked like shit, as she had not bothered to brush it when she got up. She got out a brush and quickly did her hair. After finishing, she checked her reflection again. It now looked smooth and shiny and straight. She grinned at herself, glad that her old fluffy, frizzy hair was gone. Then she got up and began to walk the corridors, as the head girls were supposed to.
While Hermione was up, Draco arrived. He slowly moved his trunks from place to place; he had plenty of time.
When he got to the Head girl and boy booth, he saw the bags and things on one of the seats. As he set down his stuff, he became overcome with curiosity. Who was the Head girl? If it was Pansy he'd shoot himself. But then again, she couldn't be it. She had gotten bad scores on her owls, so she probably wasn't it. So...who was the smartest, most rule-abiding girl at school? Then it hit him. Of course. It" Granger." he muttered under his breath.
And at that exact moment, Hermione opened the doors to the compartment. She saw him sitting there and their eyes locked. " Malfoy!" she breathed, a look of utter loathing on her face. " Mudblood." He spat, sneering at her.
" How did you become Head boy?" she asked him, keeping her eyes fixed on his as she made her way to her seat by the window and sat down. " of course! I bet you're dad payed your way in, didn't he?' Draco's eyes flickered. " No, he didn't." he said, his voice quavering slightly. " I got in because of my own hard work, unlike you. You're just a teachers' pet." he said angrily.
Hermione let out a puff of indignation but didn't say anything. She broke their gaze and stared out the window, and folded her arms across her chest. " I can't believe I'll be sharing the same common room as you." she muttered.
Draco snorted and leaned back against his headrest and closed his eyes. But his father's menacing face played on the inside of his eyelids, so he snapped them open again.
He glanced at Hermione who was still looking out the window at the now rapidly passing fields. Her facial features had become more defined and it made her look more grown-up. Yet she had dark bags under eyes that were bloodshot. When she fidgeted slightly he quickly looked away and made an oath to himself. He would not look at the mud blood the rest of the trip. To take his mind off things he took out the standard book of spells, grade 7 and began to read.
While Draco was reading, Hermione was watching him. He had indeed grown taller over the summer and his body seemed broader and sharper. She could only just see his eyes over the rim of his book; the same cold, gray eyes.
Yet there was something different. It wasn't in physical appearance, but it hung in the air between them, connecting them. But, she did not want to have anything to do with him. He had tormented her and her friends for 6 years...6 years of boiling hatred between them. And yet... There was something different, and hermione couldn't put her finger on it.
She sighed and turned back to look out the window. She absentmindedly sang/whispered words from the radio song under her breath: "This is because I can spell
Konfusion with a K and I can like it,
It's to dying in another's arms and why I had to try it.
It's to Jimmy Eat World and those nights in my car.
When the first star you see may not be a star.
I'm not your......star,
Isn't that what you said?
What you thought this song meant?"
Draco heard her and recognized the words. He looked up at her, his mouth hanging open and his eyes wide. ================================================================ I had to throw a cliffhanger in there, just for the fun of it. So what do you think? I would really like your opinion.just no flames please. I also wan to thank my reviewers!! You have no idea how much I appreciate your reviews!! Thanks for reading everyone -lizzie14
Confusion the train
The last day of summer for Hermione was spent worrying and studying. For Draco it was spent nursing his bruises which were all over his body.
The next morning Hermione got up at 10 for her journey to platform 9 and ¾. She did one last check of her room to see if there was anything she might've overlooked, put Crookshanks in his carrier, and got ready to apparate. Before she left she said a last good-bye to her parents, promising she would write. Then with a small "pop!" she was gone. When she was swirling through the magical mist that came round when she apparated, she hummed the radio tune she had heard the other day.
Back at the manor, Draco was using a vanishing charm on his skin to make the bruises go away. He left early in the morning to avoid his father, but he did slip a note into his mother's robe pocket.
After putting his owl in it's cage on his trolley, he turned and looked at his house. Soon he would never have to come back to this place again, as he was entering his final year at Hogwarts. After this year he would be free, free from his father and the hate embedded in the walls of the manor. He would take his mother away of course, to any place she wanted to go..someplace unknown to Lucius and unplotable. Then he would go on his way, and live his own life for a change. With a sigh he apparated, humming the same song that someone else miles away was humming.
**** ****** ****
After arriving, Hermione went to go find the booth in which the head boy and girl were supposed to sit. She set her stuff down on the floor and put Crookshanks on the seat next to her. She took a small mirror out of her purse and checked her reflection. Urgh. Her hair looked like shit, as she had not bothered to brush it when she got up. She got out a brush and quickly did her hair. After finishing, she checked her reflection again. It now looked smooth and shiny and straight. She grinned at herself, glad that her old fluffy, frizzy hair was gone. Then she got up and began to walk the corridors, as the head girls were supposed to.
While Hermione was up, Draco arrived. He slowly moved his trunks from place to place; he had plenty of time.
When he got to the Head girl and boy booth, he saw the bags and things on one of the seats. As he set down his stuff, he became overcome with curiosity. Who was the Head girl? If it was Pansy he'd shoot himself. But then again, she couldn't be it. She had gotten bad scores on her owls, so she probably wasn't it. So...who was the smartest, most rule-abiding girl at school? Then it hit him. Of course. It" Granger." he muttered under his breath.
And at that exact moment, Hermione opened the doors to the compartment. She saw him sitting there and their eyes locked. " Malfoy!" she breathed, a look of utter loathing on her face. " Mudblood." He spat, sneering at her.
" How did you become Head boy?" she asked him, keeping her eyes fixed on his as she made her way to her seat by the window and sat down. " of course! I bet you're dad payed your way in, didn't he?' Draco's eyes flickered. " No, he didn't." he said, his voice quavering slightly. " I got in because of my own hard work, unlike you. You're just a teachers' pet." he said angrily.
Hermione let out a puff of indignation but didn't say anything. She broke their gaze and stared out the window, and folded her arms across her chest. " I can't believe I'll be sharing the same common room as you." she muttered.
Draco snorted and leaned back against his headrest and closed his eyes. But his father's menacing face played on the inside of his eyelids, so he snapped them open again.
He glanced at Hermione who was still looking out the window at the now rapidly passing fields. Her facial features had become more defined and it made her look more grown-up. Yet she had dark bags under eyes that were bloodshot. When she fidgeted slightly he quickly looked away and made an oath to himself. He would not look at the mud blood the rest of the trip. To take his mind off things he took out the standard book of spells, grade 7 and began to read.
While Draco was reading, Hermione was watching him. He had indeed grown taller over the summer and his body seemed broader and sharper. She could only just see his eyes over the rim of his book; the same cold, gray eyes.
Yet there was something different. It wasn't in physical appearance, but it hung in the air between them, connecting them. But, she did not want to have anything to do with him. He had tormented her and her friends for 6 years...6 years of boiling hatred between them. And yet... There was something different, and hermione couldn't put her finger on it.
She sighed and turned back to look out the window. She absentmindedly sang/whispered words from the radio song under her breath: "This is because I can spell
Konfusion with a K and I can like it,
It's to dying in another's arms and why I had to try it.
It's to Jimmy Eat World and those nights in my car.
When the first star you see may not be a star.
I'm not your......star,
Isn't that what you said?
What you thought this song meant?"
Draco heard her and recognized the words. He looked up at her, his mouth hanging open and his eyes wide. ================================================================ I had to throw a cliffhanger in there, just for the fun of it. So what do you think? I would really like your opinion.just no flames please. I also wan to thank my reviewers!! You have no idea how much I appreciate your reviews!! Thanks for reading everyone -lizzie14