**Ok, sorry it took so long. I have an English teacher from hell that gave
me a 10-page report to do.grrr! Anyways! ENJOY! O, and thanks for the
reviews! And just so you all know, I'm now going to be writing this in
Hermione's point of view so we get to hear all her wonderful mind rambling,
hehe.
*-* Chapter 2::The Letter*-*
I struggled to look around Harry's well-built 6-foot body to see the unknown intruder. Not that it mattered much because a few moments later I heard them speaking and recognized the voice of Draco Malfoy (as if you didn't know it was going to be him!).
"Well if it isn't Scar head, the-boy-who-just-won't-die," curled his annoyingly greasy voice. He always spoke with that aggravating I am better then the world aura around him that just made me want to slap him.again.
"What's wrong Draco? Are you lost without your two troll cronies? Tusk, Tusk, now no one is hear to protect ickle drackie from my fist going so far down your mouth, you'll be shitting teeth for weeks." Spat out Harry venomously. It was great!
"Listen Potter, I'm not here for you. Where's the Mudblood?" I could hear the anger rising from the other side of the doorframe. Harry just leaned casually on the frame, daring Malfoy to step in the room. Ron on the other hand was up in an instant, fuming with fury.
Ron, now being a well 6'3" and very well stocked from hours upon hours of Keeper training was not exactly a force to reckon with these days. He cracked his knuckles and loomed forward at Malfoy. Not wanting to have anyone expelled before we even got to school, I was quick to jump up and in between the two boys and attempt to help ease the tension. Ginny followed suit and began to struggle to hold Ron back. I now glanced over at Malfoy for the first time. He too had grown a bit over the summer. He looked to be about Harry's exact height but with Ron's more muscular build. His skin had tanned slightly so he wasn't quite so blindingly pale, and his hair now fell loosely in his gray eyes. All in all, he looked pretty good, but that thought was quickly struck from my head as I remembered whom I was talking about.
His eyes however were still looking at me in shock, much like Harry and Ron did earlier. Had I really changed that much?
Getting a little self-conscience with his vacant stares, I quickly broke the silence? "May I help you, ferret?" I asked condescendingly. His face flushed a little red as I could see the rage start growing back in him. He viciously stuffed an envelope in my hand and turned on his heel. His cloak did that swishy thing that Snape always did and in less than a second he was out of our sight.
I stared at the envelope and there was nothing written on it but Hermione Granger in big loopy letters. It was from Dumbledore. Figuring that no one, not even Malfoy could forge that handwriting that perfectly, I decided it was safe to open. With my Harry behind my left shoulder, Ginny behind my right, and Ron's chin annoyingly resting on my head I pulled out a single folded piece of stationary and began to read along with my three nosey neighbors.
Dear Miss Granger,
Upon reading this letter, would you please meet in me the perfects compartment? There is a matter of great importance I need to speak with you about.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
~Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
**Keep reviewing; I'm sorry this chapter is so short. I've almost finished with Chapter three and I will try and get it posted tonight but if not, then you'll get it tomorrow, promise! Oh, and I'm sorry for the cliffy on this chapter too, I promise I didn't mean to, don't kill me!
*-* Chapter 2::The Letter*-*
I struggled to look around Harry's well-built 6-foot body to see the unknown intruder. Not that it mattered much because a few moments later I heard them speaking and recognized the voice of Draco Malfoy (as if you didn't know it was going to be him!).
"Well if it isn't Scar head, the-boy-who-just-won't-die," curled his annoyingly greasy voice. He always spoke with that aggravating I am better then the world aura around him that just made me want to slap him.again.
"What's wrong Draco? Are you lost without your two troll cronies? Tusk, Tusk, now no one is hear to protect ickle drackie from my fist going so far down your mouth, you'll be shitting teeth for weeks." Spat out Harry venomously. It was great!
"Listen Potter, I'm not here for you. Where's the Mudblood?" I could hear the anger rising from the other side of the doorframe. Harry just leaned casually on the frame, daring Malfoy to step in the room. Ron on the other hand was up in an instant, fuming with fury.
Ron, now being a well 6'3" and very well stocked from hours upon hours of Keeper training was not exactly a force to reckon with these days. He cracked his knuckles and loomed forward at Malfoy. Not wanting to have anyone expelled before we even got to school, I was quick to jump up and in between the two boys and attempt to help ease the tension. Ginny followed suit and began to struggle to hold Ron back. I now glanced over at Malfoy for the first time. He too had grown a bit over the summer. He looked to be about Harry's exact height but with Ron's more muscular build. His skin had tanned slightly so he wasn't quite so blindingly pale, and his hair now fell loosely in his gray eyes. All in all, he looked pretty good, but that thought was quickly struck from my head as I remembered whom I was talking about.
His eyes however were still looking at me in shock, much like Harry and Ron did earlier. Had I really changed that much?
Getting a little self-conscience with his vacant stares, I quickly broke the silence? "May I help you, ferret?" I asked condescendingly. His face flushed a little red as I could see the rage start growing back in him. He viciously stuffed an envelope in my hand and turned on his heel. His cloak did that swishy thing that Snape always did and in less than a second he was out of our sight.
I stared at the envelope and there was nothing written on it but Hermione Granger in big loopy letters. It was from Dumbledore. Figuring that no one, not even Malfoy could forge that handwriting that perfectly, I decided it was safe to open. With my Harry behind my left shoulder, Ginny behind my right, and Ron's chin annoyingly resting on my head I pulled out a single folded piece of stationary and began to read along with my three nosey neighbors.
Dear Miss Granger,
Upon reading this letter, would you please meet in me the perfects compartment? There is a matter of great importance I need to speak with you about.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
~Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
**Keep reviewing; I'm sorry this chapter is so short. I've almost finished with Chapter three and I will try and get it posted tonight but if not, then you'll get it tomorrow, promise! Oh, and I'm sorry for the cliffy on this chapter too, I promise I didn't mean to, don't kill me!