A Fine Line Between Hate and Love
Chapter 1: A new Year Begins
The train whistle blew loudly as it pulled in to load up the Hogwarts students.
The rattle of trolleys, trilling of owls and yells of students pierced the warm air.
Malfoy and his cronies Crabbe and Goyle pushed their way through the first year's, sending a few of them to the ground. Malfoy relished his new position. Head Boy.
Positions of power suited him best, his father, Lucius, said. He smirked at the thought. Only this job came with a certain frizzy headed bookworm. Granger.
His smirk soured as he thought of Granger as Head Girl. Speak of the devil he could see her rushing to the front of the train to get into the Prefect compartment. This was too good a chance to miss.
He sped up his walk and slammed his trolley into hers, tumbling her suitcases and new owl to the ground.
She looked up to see the cause of the accident. Her face twisted as she saw who her tormentor was. Draco. He was taller than he was last year, his eye's more silver and his hair styled into a scruff.
"Watch where you're going mud blood." He sneered in his cold voice.
Bloody bastard! She thought to herself. Aloud she yelled to his departing back "Shut up Ferret Boy!"
Although Hermione didn't see, Malfoy's back stiffened in Response to her taunt.
He should have pushed her over instead, he thought to himself.
Hermione gritted her teeth in anger as she picked up her possessions from the ground and put them back on her trolley. Damn that bastard! For some reason he was the only one who could hurt her. Even Crabbe and Goyle failed in trying to hut her feelings. She didn't understand why his opinion of her seemed to matter. Sometimes when he called her mud blood and various other things, she'd look at his face and she's forget what he said as her heart pumped faster and faster, feeling the blood rushing through her veins.
" Hey, Hermione!" Someone thankfully snapped her out of her thoughts.
It was Harry, and Ron was running to catch up to him, as he left his brothers and sister.
"Hi Harry, did you have a good holiday? She asked as she hugged him.
"Yeah it was great! I stayed with Ron again. The Dursley's couldn't wait to get rid of me this time." He replied with a grin on his face.
"Hi Hermione!" Ron panted as he caught up with them.
"Hi Ron. I heard Harry stayed with you for the Holidays. What did you both do?"
"Mum and Dad took us to a Muggle beach! It was horrible! But Dad wanted to see what one was like. The salt stung our eyes when we went swimming. And some of the Muggles were positively scary!"
Hermione laughed as she waved goodbye to them and made her way to the Prefect compartment. It was nearly 11.00am, she'd better hurry!
Chapter 1: A new Year Begins
The train whistle blew loudly as it pulled in to load up the Hogwarts students.
The rattle of trolleys, trilling of owls and yells of students pierced the warm air.
Malfoy and his cronies Crabbe and Goyle pushed their way through the first year's, sending a few of them to the ground. Malfoy relished his new position. Head Boy.
Positions of power suited him best, his father, Lucius, said. He smirked at the thought. Only this job came with a certain frizzy headed bookworm. Granger.
His smirk soured as he thought of Granger as Head Girl. Speak of the devil he could see her rushing to the front of the train to get into the Prefect compartment. This was too good a chance to miss.
He sped up his walk and slammed his trolley into hers, tumbling her suitcases and new owl to the ground.
She looked up to see the cause of the accident. Her face twisted as she saw who her tormentor was. Draco. He was taller than he was last year, his eye's more silver and his hair styled into a scruff.
"Watch where you're going mud blood." He sneered in his cold voice.
Bloody bastard! She thought to herself. Aloud she yelled to his departing back "Shut up Ferret Boy!"
Although Hermione didn't see, Malfoy's back stiffened in Response to her taunt.
He should have pushed her over instead, he thought to himself.
Hermione gritted her teeth in anger as she picked up her possessions from the ground and put them back on her trolley. Damn that bastard! For some reason he was the only one who could hurt her. Even Crabbe and Goyle failed in trying to hut her feelings. She didn't understand why his opinion of her seemed to matter. Sometimes when he called her mud blood and various other things, she'd look at his face and she's forget what he said as her heart pumped faster and faster, feeling the blood rushing through her veins.
" Hey, Hermione!" Someone thankfully snapped her out of her thoughts.
It was Harry, and Ron was running to catch up to him, as he left his brothers and sister.
"Hi Harry, did you have a good holiday? She asked as she hugged him.
"Yeah it was great! I stayed with Ron again. The Dursley's couldn't wait to get rid of me this time." He replied with a grin on his face.
"Hi Hermione!" Ron panted as he caught up with them.
"Hi Ron. I heard Harry stayed with you for the Holidays. What did you both do?"
"Mum and Dad took us to a Muggle beach! It was horrible! But Dad wanted to see what one was like. The salt stung our eyes when we went swimming. And some of the Muggles were positively scary!"
Hermione laughed as she waved goodbye to them and made her way to the Prefect compartment. It was nearly 11.00am, she'd better hurry!