Hi everyone! This is my second fic, none of the characters are mine, they
belong to J.K.Rowling. The plot is mine though. As for my other fic, I
will soon make the French traduction. In the mean time, you will have to
read this version.
Chapter 1: Wind of change
The weather was hot in London when Hermione got to King's Cross. Passing through platform 93/4, to board on the Hogwarts express, she felt a cold draft of air, sending shivers down her spine.
Hermione didn't remain alone for too long as she heard Harry and Ron coming to meet her; the uncomfortable sensation she had had moments ago just vanished, as fast as it had come, when she saw her friends.
"Hey Hermione! How's summer been?" they both said in the same voice.
"Not bad, how about yours boys?"
"Well, Harry said, I've spent the first month at the Dursley's and that was pretty bad but I kept my moral up since I won't ever see them anymore. Then, I joined Ron and as you may know, we had lots of fun but my scar was still hurting once in a while."
"At least, nothing weird or horrible seems to have happened. Maybe you- know-who decided to let go!"
"I think you're a bit too optimistic Ron. Anyway, I wondered if you'd take crooksanks with you while I go to the Headboy/Headgirl meeting."
"Do you know who the headboy will be?!"
"Actually, I don't have the slightest idea Ron."
The three of them boarded the train, Hermione heading for the meeting and Harry and Ron to a compartment in the middle wagon.
*****
"Ah, Miss Granger, we were just waiting for you. Please, have a seat; as you two are the top students of the school in 7th year, you have been chosen to become Headboy and Headgirl and for we want this year to be an amazing one, we need to discuss your duties." That was McGonagall, sounding perfectly calm.
Hermione's eyes widened as she entered the room, in shock, staring at the headboy and the person she'd be sharing her living quarters with this year.
"Granger." He said, looking at her with a smirk.
"Miss Granger, won't you shake hands with Mr Malfoy?" McGonagall asked as she hadn't moved.
As she leaned forward to shake hands with Malfoy, she felt that uncomfortable sensation of cold air that caused the hair in the back of her neck to rise, as if frightened.
McGonagall went through a little speech about their duties and the importance to be an example to the other students and to accord themselves in order to be that example. Within minutes, McGonagall let them go back to their friends.
"See ya in the dorms Mudblood, wish you won't dirty it all over!" Malfoy told her as they walked through the train. He had said it out loud enough so to be sure everybody had heard.
She walked slowly to her friends' compartment. Still in shock, she opened the door and took a seat besides Ron, on the bench opposite to Harry's.
" 'Mione, what happened to you? Saw a ghost?!" Harry teased her, half concerned, half amused.
As she didn't answer, Ron tried to fill in the conversation: "So who's the lucky guy you'll be living with this year?" he asked with a smirk, wshing so badly it had been him.
Looking to her feet, she whispered "Malfoy."
"WHAT! MALFOY! THAT BLOODY HELL SON OF A BITCH-DEATH-EATER-TO -BE- MUGGLEBORNS'S-SATAN-VOLDEMORT'S-SON-IN-LAW, HARRY, HELP ME, I CAN'T FIND ENOUGH WORDS!!!!!!!!!!"
"Come down Ron" Harry said, trying to hold him down to his seat. "Maybe it won't be that bad."
"NOT THAT BAD, HARRY HAVE YOU GONE MAD, IT'S MALEFOY WE'RE TANKING ABOUT HERE. YOU KNOW, THAT MASCULINE VERSION OF SNOW WHITE, I'M-A-PUREBLOOD-AND- I'VE-GOT-MORE-MONEY-THAN-I-CAN -SPEND-SO-YOU'RE-JUST-TRASH-ANYBODY-MAY-YOU- BE!!!!!!!!!"
"OK RON, WE'VE GOT THE POINT!" Hermione shouted when stepping out of her trance. "It won't change the fact that I have to deal with him this year. I'll necessarily have to find a neutral field where we can both go without insulting each other."
"If you're both against me, I think I'll just shut up." Ron said, pouting.
"Oh Ron, we're not against you! It's just that I'd rather wanna wait a bit and make my own idea of how this year will be before I go down on him. I know he is our enemy more than anything else but I'd like to have a good, insult-free, start of year." Hermione said, in a motherly voice.
As the travel was nearing its end, the three of them changed in their school uniforms before landing in hogsmeade.
Chapter 1: Wind of change
The weather was hot in London when Hermione got to King's Cross. Passing through platform 93/4, to board on the Hogwarts express, she felt a cold draft of air, sending shivers down her spine.
Hermione didn't remain alone for too long as she heard Harry and Ron coming to meet her; the uncomfortable sensation she had had moments ago just vanished, as fast as it had come, when she saw her friends.
"Hey Hermione! How's summer been?" they both said in the same voice.
"Not bad, how about yours boys?"
"Well, Harry said, I've spent the first month at the Dursley's and that was pretty bad but I kept my moral up since I won't ever see them anymore. Then, I joined Ron and as you may know, we had lots of fun but my scar was still hurting once in a while."
"At least, nothing weird or horrible seems to have happened. Maybe you- know-who decided to let go!"
"I think you're a bit too optimistic Ron. Anyway, I wondered if you'd take crooksanks with you while I go to the Headboy/Headgirl meeting."
"Do you know who the headboy will be?!"
"Actually, I don't have the slightest idea Ron."
The three of them boarded the train, Hermione heading for the meeting and Harry and Ron to a compartment in the middle wagon.
*****
"Ah, Miss Granger, we were just waiting for you. Please, have a seat; as you two are the top students of the school in 7th year, you have been chosen to become Headboy and Headgirl and for we want this year to be an amazing one, we need to discuss your duties." That was McGonagall, sounding perfectly calm.
Hermione's eyes widened as she entered the room, in shock, staring at the headboy and the person she'd be sharing her living quarters with this year.
"Granger." He said, looking at her with a smirk.
"Miss Granger, won't you shake hands with Mr Malfoy?" McGonagall asked as she hadn't moved.
As she leaned forward to shake hands with Malfoy, she felt that uncomfortable sensation of cold air that caused the hair in the back of her neck to rise, as if frightened.
McGonagall went through a little speech about their duties and the importance to be an example to the other students and to accord themselves in order to be that example. Within minutes, McGonagall let them go back to their friends.
"See ya in the dorms Mudblood, wish you won't dirty it all over!" Malfoy told her as they walked through the train. He had said it out loud enough so to be sure everybody had heard.
She walked slowly to her friends' compartment. Still in shock, she opened the door and took a seat besides Ron, on the bench opposite to Harry's.
" 'Mione, what happened to you? Saw a ghost?!" Harry teased her, half concerned, half amused.
As she didn't answer, Ron tried to fill in the conversation: "So who's the lucky guy you'll be living with this year?" he asked with a smirk, wshing so badly it had been him.
Looking to her feet, she whispered "Malfoy."
"WHAT! MALFOY! THAT BLOODY HELL SON OF A BITCH-DEATH-EATER-TO -BE- MUGGLEBORNS'S-SATAN-VOLDEMORT'S-SON-IN-LAW, HARRY, HELP ME, I CAN'T FIND ENOUGH WORDS!!!!!!!!!!"
"Come down Ron" Harry said, trying to hold him down to his seat. "Maybe it won't be that bad."
"NOT THAT BAD, HARRY HAVE YOU GONE MAD, IT'S MALEFOY WE'RE TANKING ABOUT HERE. YOU KNOW, THAT MASCULINE VERSION OF SNOW WHITE, I'M-A-PUREBLOOD-AND- I'VE-GOT-MORE-MONEY-THAN-I-CAN -SPEND-SO-YOU'RE-JUST-TRASH-ANYBODY-MAY-YOU- BE!!!!!!!!!"
"OK RON, WE'VE GOT THE POINT!" Hermione shouted when stepping out of her trance. "It won't change the fact that I have to deal with him this year. I'll necessarily have to find a neutral field where we can both go without insulting each other."
"If you're both against me, I think I'll just shut up." Ron said, pouting.
"Oh Ron, we're not against you! It's just that I'd rather wanna wait a bit and make my own idea of how this year will be before I go down on him. I know he is our enemy more than anything else but I'd like to have a good, insult-free, start of year." Hermione said, in a motherly voice.
As the travel was nearing its end, the three of them changed in their school uniforms before landing in hogsmeade.