Winning over Mr. Green Eyes.
By Aldesina
Chapter 5
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Disclaimer: By now if you have still not gotten the idea that I own nothing, Let me repeat again! I OWN NOTHING!!!!!!
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Hogwarts Train Station
"First years! First years over here come on toward this way!" Hagrid's booming voice called out over the rustle and bustle of students getting off the train. Hermione watched as the little first years make their way over to the gentle giant. She smiled, she remembered what it was like for her the first year she was here. She walked over to the carriages that would be carrying all other year students to the school. Saras and Ron were talking animatedly about Quidditch, his favorite topic, and Lavender and Parvarti were discussing some of the newest muggle fashions. Harry just walked quietly beside her, just as content with the silence as she was.
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On the train ride here the lot of them were telling Saras all about Hogwarts. Everything from its ever changing staircases, to it's Great Hall and Hermione of course was filling her in on all the different kinds of classes she could take. Ron rolled his eyes at her.
"The way you're telling it is probably scaring her away from Hogwarts already."
"Yeah!" Lavender cut in as she turned over to Saras. "What you should take is Divination; it's positively divine and is possibly one of the easiest classes to ace."
"Divination is divine?" Saras asked mildly.
"Indeed it is." Lavender and Parvarti both nodded enthusiastically. Hermione rolled her eyes at them
"Didn't you already pick your classes?"
They all turned and looked at the open door to their compartment.
"Malfoy!" Harry hissed.
"Quit hissing at me Potter, I'm no snake that you can charm with your parseltongue."
"Really then how come you have so many reptilian attributes" Hermione asked.
"Like being cold blooded" Ron added.
"And being slimy and underhanded." Harry added. Draco ignored them and focused his attention on Saras
"I believe that I was asking Miss Nazgail here." Saras looked up at him
"What do you want Malfoy?" Harry asked.
"I want you to shut up Potter and let the lady speak."
"Ha!" Saras scoffed, "I don't believe that's what you called me the last time we met."
"No but at that time I was so sure that you were a goody Gryffindor" Draco smirked "Looks like you have much more to you then what you present."
"Am I supposed to be flattered?"
"Now, now you were being so sweet just a moment ago, why are you being so hostile now?" Draco purred at her. Saras got up and walked over to the door so she could stand face to face with him.
"But you like me hostile." She smirked at him. "And you're not welcome here." With that she slammed the compartment door in his face and locked it. She turned around and was met with five extremely stunned faces.
"You knew Malfoy before I introduced him to you don't you?" Hermione said.
"He and I know each other well enough"
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Hermione kept running Saras's last words over and over through her mind. How in the world could Saras know Malfoy? And to know him well enough that the two of them could jokingly insult each other without any problems. It just baffled her more and more.
"Oiye! Hermione!" Hermione looked up from her stupor and saw Saras's hand waving in front of her face.
"Don't you have to be at some meeting for the Prefects or something?"
Oh shit. She and Harry had to be at a meeting for new Prefects right before the sorting hat ceremony.
"Harry!" Hermione grabbed his hand frantically
"What's the matter?" He asked, his nose wrinkled slightly when he frowned.
"The meeting!" Hermione panted out "We have to be at a meeting for the Prefects."
"Oh that." Harry smiled at her, "We don't have to be at that until after the feast."
Hermione face faulted. "WHAT! Nobody told me about this change!"
"Whoa, Hermione do you need to sit down or something, you've been kinda forgetful this year, and the change was in the letter that Professor McGonagall sent out to us this year. Hermione narrowed her eyes. Why that's right, and Saras! She had gotten her all flustered and riled up for nothing.
"I'm gonna kill Saras for making me panic." Hermione said deadpanned. Harry just laughed at her. "No you're not, come on, we have to get going. Now are you going to actually get onto that carriage or are you just going to stare at the bottom step forever?"
Hermione looked down to see that she was indeed at the bottom step, and her group of friends were already sitting inside the carriage chatting away. Saras was sitting in the corner grinning evilly at her.
"No wonder she was sorted into Slytherin." Hermione muttered.
"What was that" Harry asked, but Hermione kept muttering something about bloody Saras and her bloody tricks. Harry just blinked; he didn't ever think that he ever heard Hermione swear quite so much. In fact, he couldn't recall an incident where Hermione swore at all. He grinned and wondered what else would prompt prim and proper Hermione to swear.
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The Great Hall
As usual the Great Hall was decorated fabulously with magically suspended candles wherever you looked and a fully enchanted sky. Hermione, Harry, Ron and Parvarti and Lavender made their way to the Gryffindor table to sit after they bid farewell to Saras who made her way over to the Slytherin table to sit down. She was immediately confronted by Pansy Parkinson who demanded loudly to know who the hell she was.
"Saras" Saras had said simply
"Well I've never seen you here before, are you some stupid Hufflepuff here on a dare?" Saras raised an eyebrow at her.
"It looks to me like you wouldn't know a true Slytherin if he fucked you till you bled." Pansy's eyes widened in anger and embarrassment.
"You," She started shaking in anger. "You bitch!"
"Oh, ouch." Saras rolled her eyes and sat down ignoring Pansy.
"You gonna let her do that to you?" Some other Slytherin Girl yelled. The fight was just about to get heated up when McGonagall stood up
"May I have your attention please?" Pansy shot a disgusted look at Saras and hissed
"Watch yourself Saras; I'll deal with you later." She then made her way over to Draco who had been watching the fight and wound her arms around him. Saras simply turned her head over back to the teacher's table and paid little attention to the rest of her housemates who were all regarding her silently, a good deal of them were looking at her vehemently; who did this little outsider think she was? She hasn't even been sorted yet. For all then knew she was some worthless Hufflepuff.
Professor McGonagall was reading the list of first years who, like every year before them were lined up two by two in the middle of the Great Hall. They went up one by one as their names were called and then each took a seat in whatever house's table the sorting hat placed them at. Finally she was done and put away the long scroll. She turned to address the students again.
"Now I'm sure that some of you have seen a new student here in our midst, especially those at the Slytherin table." She gestured over to Saras who had an empty seat to either side of her. She stood up
"This," McGonagall continued "Is Saras Nazgail" a couple of whispers started when people heard the surname Nazgail. Pansy had paled from her perch on Draco's arm. Draco noticed this and smirked.
"She hails from Jurius Valus, an American school that I'm sure many of you have heard of." Everyone had heard of that school. Jurius Valus was a whispered legend among wizarding schools. Not many were invited to come. Their graduating classes were usually less then fifty. And their standards usually drove a person mad. The reason why they did that was because unlike most wizarding schools, Jurius Valus imposed a full muggle education upon their students as well as a wizarding one. When wizards graduated from Jurius Valus they were able to attend both wizarding colleges and muggle ones.
Saras nodded her head at McGonagall, and she responded in kind. Both women sat down as Dumbledore stood up to speak
"First I would like to welcome you all back for another fun and fruitful year at Hogwarts, especially the first years and our new transfer student. Now as many of you know, there hasn't been a transfer student here for many, many years, so please be sure to make your new classmate feel welcome. As you can see she as already been sorted over the summer into Slytherin House." Dumbledore looked over at the Slytherin table, and saw that the two seats on either side of Saras had yet to be filled. "I trust you will all make her feel welcome."
"Now onto the usual school matters. As you all typically know, there is a list of items not allowed at school posted on Mr. Filch's door, most of them come from the Weasleys" The Gryffindors cheered and clapped their hands. Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as he waved his hands telling them to settle down.
"I would also like to state once again that The Forbidden Forest is a place where no student of any year should trespass into." He cast an eye over at Harry, Hermione and Ron. Who all blinked up at him innocently.
"And now without further adieu, Tuck in!"
The food magically appeared in front of the students and they began to reach for food and drinks. Hermione looked over worriedly at Saras; she had also seen that the two seats next to her were not filled.
"Do you think Saras will be alright?" She asked Harry worriedly. Harry looked over to where Saras sat and saw another Slytherin girl of their year start to make her way over to where Saras was.
"Look." He said tilting his head over to the Slytherin table. Hermione glanced up just in time to see the Slytherin girl take a seat next to Saras and her friend laughing at something the other girl had just said. Hermione sighed in relief.
"Oh why couldn't she have been placed in Gryffindor?" Parvarti frowned. "She certainly seems nice enough."
"I don't know," Hermione said, "That's the one thing I can't figure out"
"Are you joking with me?" Hermione looked up to see Seamus Finnigan "Did you see the look in her eyes when she stood up? It was positively arctic." Hermione frowned. Saras could be quite cold when she wanted to be, but arctic? She continued to play with her food wondering about her friend. There was just so much that she did not know about the girl now that she thought about it. Unbeknownst to Hermione, Harry was watching her out of the corner of his eye. He never did like it when Hermione got worried.
"Don't worry to much Hermione." He suddenly said, causing Hermione to snap out of her trance. She looked at Harry and blinked.
"Thanks Harry." She said smiling.
"Besides, you should really eat up, we have a meeting to go to twenty minutes"
Hermione nodded and dug into her grilled chicken and scalloped potatoes.
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Author's note; Well that's it for now, there wasn't that much Harry and Hermione in this one, but the next one will have much more in it when they go to the Prefects meeting and into the room which they will be sharing. Woo Hoo! Sorry about the slow update, but there will be another one before the end of the month I promise! Review me please! Until then!
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