The Dragon's Heart: Chapter 2
By: Teenlaunch
"Mom, don't worry. If I have the dream again I'll owl you." Hermione took her trunk and other possessions onto the train. As she reached a compartment the train sprang to life and pulled out of the station. She stuck her head in a compartment door. "Is this seat taken?"
The people occupying the compartment were none other than, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Ginny Weasley, her best friends. Ginny studied Hermione and smiled. The boys, however, were puzzled by her appearance.
"That seat is for our friend, Hermione Granger, sorry." Ron turned to Harry, expecting the 'New Girl' to leave, but she didn't.
"Yes?" Harry said, confused.
"Of course you can sit here!" Ginny winked at her. Hermione loaded her trunk on the rack.
"Thank you,"
"Weasley, Ginny Weasley." She shook Hermione's hand and they sat down, determined not to look at each other, lest they start off into a giggling fit.
Half an hour later.
Footsteps could be heard in the passageway. They stopped at Hermione's compartment. The door slid open and everyone looked up to see Draco Malfoy standing there alone. Hermione sighed and Ginny gasped as the realization hit her.
"You're not serious?!" Ginny whispered and Hermione nodded.
Draco let his eyes rove over the occupants of the compartment. 'Potter, the two Weasleys, and .Granger?' Draco smirked at her as she stood up and prepared to leave with him.
"What, no cronies with you this time, Malfoy? Did they get tired of being paid minimum wage to protect you?" Harry said as Hermione passed him, her trunk floating behind her.
Draco chose to ignore Harry all together. "Potter, why aren't you speaking to her?" Draco asked curiously.
"Either tell us what you're on about, Malfoy, or buzz off!" Ron snapped as Hermione drew level with Draco.
`Draco looked at Hermione's face and saw that she was hardly suppressing her own laughter. Draco was extremely surprised to hear real laughter coming from his mouth. He looked back at Harry and Ron. "You mean that Granger has been missing for half an hour and you haven't even attempted to find her? Pathetic!"
"What's pathetic, Malfoy, you?!" Ron jumped to his feet, closely followed by Harry.
"No, that you don't know who this is and I, your archenemy, can recognize her, pitiful. Any who, you can get there on your own. Come when you're finished here, Granger." Draco left, laughing hysterically at Harry and Ron's stupefied faces.
"Uh, are you really Hermione?" Harry asked. Hermione turned around and smiled.
"At least you're not mad at us." Ron and Harry dropped into their seats. "Hey, where are you going now?" Hermione smiled at them sadly as she pulled her badge from her pocket and attached it to her robes. Ron and Harry's mouths fell open.
"No way! You're not going to live with that monster, no, no, and, let me think, NO!" Harry and Ron yelled simultaneously. Hermione shrugged and started walking towards the Heads' compartment.
When she got there she saw what seemed to be the whole of Slytherin House trying to break down the door. Then she looked up and jumped. Draco was staring intently at her from the window above the door.
'He's smiling, no, he can't smile, he's, smiling, he's really smiling.' Hermione thought and she smiled back at him. Draco pointed a little to her right and she moved to where he was pointing. He nodded and then he mimed tapping a stick against the wall. Hermione took out her wand and tapped the wall beside her.
"I knew he was friendly deep down." Hermione muttered as a door opened in the wall and she went into a small hallway with another door at the end. When she reached it she saw Draco lounging across four seats.
After about two hours of sleep Draco started to toss, turn, and mumble indistinctly. "Father, no I don't want to go. Why do you hate Muggles and muggle-borns so much? No, please, let me stay! Why do I have to leave?" With a violent jerk Draco fell off of his seat and landed on the floor of the train. Hermione, who had had her nose in a book, jumped and looked down at the mass of black and the spot of platinum blond at the end.
"Aw.did poor little Draco fall down and go boom?" Hermione snickered as Draco pried himself from the floor.
"Ha, ha, ha.very funny! Hey, since when have we been on first name terms anyway.Hermione?" Draco said, trying not to let his delight in the change of events show.
"Since just now, Draco. It would be very hard to even stand each other if we aren't even civil to each other. Truce?" Hermione held out her hand and Draco took it awkwardly.
"Truce." Draco said smiling. 'Please don't ask, please don't ask, please don't -'
"What were you dreaming about that made you fall off your seat?" Hermione said with her nose back in her book, it was a diary.
"Oh, uh." Draco bit his lip nervously. Hoping that she would buy his explanation. "It was nothing really, nothing at all."
"Fine, don't tell me. We just made a truce, not a spill-your-guts-to- the-other-person kind of thing." Hermione said. 'If only it could be that way. He's different on the inside, I know it.' Draco laughed softly at her choice of words.
'Haven't I heard that before?' Draco calmly explained the situation to her. "If you're saying that we can't be friends then I bet I can prove you wrong." Hermione raised an eyebrow at him as she closed her diary and sat it down.
"But what would the Slytherins and Gryffindors say?"
"Who says that they have to know? We won't insult each other, we won't complain if we're put together for something, but we won't be friendly enough to let on to our friendship. I think I can do that, how about you, Hermione?" Draco said and Hermione smiled broadly.
"Sure I can do that. So, friends?" She said looking him straight in the eyes, he did the same. Hermione stuck out her hand to him again and he took a firm hold of it as he answered her.
"Friends!" There was a knock on the door at that moment. Draco stood up and groaned. "I think I broke my back!"
"How did you hurt your back when you fell face forwar - .Oh, you hit the edge of the seat when you fell, huh?" Hermione stood up and grabbed his arm. "Here," She got into her trunk and pulled out a black massage seat cover. (Crazy, I know.) "lay down on this, it will help your back. It's a massage seat cover. It won't bite." She said impatiently as she put the cover across Draco's previous four seats. Draco lay down on it slowly.
Hermione muttered something and jabbed the cover with her wand. The cover started to vibrate and heat under Draco's body. Draco was very startled, but soon his eyes glided shut. Hermione smiled, he was already beginning to trust her. There was another, more impatient, knock on the door. Hermione slowly walked to the door, dreading the person on the other side being a Slytherin.
"Oh, it's Pot - I mean, Harry, Ron, and a few others. They can come in as long as they don't bother me or try to start another fight." Draco said sleepily as he groped in his pocket and withdrew a black rag, which he placed over his entire head. Hermione opened the door and smiled at her friends. Harry, Ron, Ginny, Dean, Neville, Seamus, Parvati, and Lavender were at the door.
"All of you? What are you here for?" Hermione said, surprised at the number of people at the door.
"We were seeing if you were still alive, 'cause some Slytherins said that you Malfoy might eat you alive!" Neville completely lost his head at the thought.
"I highly doubt that he could do that at the moment." Hermione giggled as Draco snored lightly. "Can we come in, Hermione; we're almost at Hogwarts so Malfoy shouldn't mind us being here for a bit and if he does, tough!" Ginny stepped into the compartment and the others followed.
"Well, sit down if you're staying." Hermione closed the door and turned around just in time to stop Neville, who had started to sit down on Draco's midriff as to since, he was blending in with the seats. "Neville, wait!" Hermione screeched as she grabbed Neville's arm. "Why don't you sit by Ginny?" Every one was giving her strange looks as Neville moved to a different seat.
"Why, is that Ferret Boy's special seat?" Ron asked.
"Well, um, he.Wait, am I the only person in here who can see correctly?!"
"What are you talking about?" Harry said as he scanned the room at head level. He stood up and walked over next to Hermione. "It's not like he's sitting in this very seat." Harry poked what he thought was the seat but was really the black cloth covering Draco's face. Hermione's hand flew to cover her mouth. "What's wrong, Hermione? Ah?!" Harry leapt backward as Draco growled loudly at the displeasure at being poked in the face.
"I'll tell you what's wrong! You poked me in the forehead, that's what, and I was asleep too!" Draco pulled the cloth from his face.
"I poked you on the forehead, Malfoy?" Harry said.
"Is there an echo in here?!" Draco said as he folded the cloth and placed it over his eyes. "Wake me up when we get there." He muttered to Hermione as she took a seat one away from him.
I hope you like it! If you don't, tell me! Thank you to my reviewers! I was so happy to hear from you. I will update as soon as possible.
~Teenlaunch~
"Mom, don't worry. If I have the dream again I'll owl you." Hermione took her trunk and other possessions onto the train. As she reached a compartment the train sprang to life and pulled out of the station. She stuck her head in a compartment door. "Is this seat taken?"
The people occupying the compartment were none other than, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Ginny Weasley, her best friends. Ginny studied Hermione and smiled. The boys, however, were puzzled by her appearance.
"That seat is for our friend, Hermione Granger, sorry." Ron turned to Harry, expecting the 'New Girl' to leave, but she didn't.
"Yes?" Harry said, confused.
"Of course you can sit here!" Ginny winked at her. Hermione loaded her trunk on the rack.
"Thank you,"
"Weasley, Ginny Weasley." She shook Hermione's hand and they sat down, determined not to look at each other, lest they start off into a giggling fit.
Half an hour later.
Footsteps could be heard in the passageway. They stopped at Hermione's compartment. The door slid open and everyone looked up to see Draco Malfoy standing there alone. Hermione sighed and Ginny gasped as the realization hit her.
"You're not serious?!" Ginny whispered and Hermione nodded.
Draco let his eyes rove over the occupants of the compartment. 'Potter, the two Weasleys, and .Granger?' Draco smirked at her as she stood up and prepared to leave with him.
"What, no cronies with you this time, Malfoy? Did they get tired of being paid minimum wage to protect you?" Harry said as Hermione passed him, her trunk floating behind her.
Draco chose to ignore Harry all together. "Potter, why aren't you speaking to her?" Draco asked curiously.
"Either tell us what you're on about, Malfoy, or buzz off!" Ron snapped as Hermione drew level with Draco.
`Draco looked at Hermione's face and saw that she was hardly suppressing her own laughter. Draco was extremely surprised to hear real laughter coming from his mouth. He looked back at Harry and Ron. "You mean that Granger has been missing for half an hour and you haven't even attempted to find her? Pathetic!"
"What's pathetic, Malfoy, you?!" Ron jumped to his feet, closely followed by Harry.
"No, that you don't know who this is and I, your archenemy, can recognize her, pitiful. Any who, you can get there on your own. Come when you're finished here, Granger." Draco left, laughing hysterically at Harry and Ron's stupefied faces.
"Uh, are you really Hermione?" Harry asked. Hermione turned around and smiled.
"At least you're not mad at us." Ron and Harry dropped into their seats. "Hey, where are you going now?" Hermione smiled at them sadly as she pulled her badge from her pocket and attached it to her robes. Ron and Harry's mouths fell open.
"No way! You're not going to live with that monster, no, no, and, let me think, NO!" Harry and Ron yelled simultaneously. Hermione shrugged and started walking towards the Heads' compartment.
When she got there she saw what seemed to be the whole of Slytherin House trying to break down the door. Then she looked up and jumped. Draco was staring intently at her from the window above the door.
'He's smiling, no, he can't smile, he's, smiling, he's really smiling.' Hermione thought and she smiled back at him. Draco pointed a little to her right and she moved to where he was pointing. He nodded and then he mimed tapping a stick against the wall. Hermione took out her wand and tapped the wall beside her.
"I knew he was friendly deep down." Hermione muttered as a door opened in the wall and she went into a small hallway with another door at the end. When she reached it she saw Draco lounging across four seats.
After about two hours of sleep Draco started to toss, turn, and mumble indistinctly. "Father, no I don't want to go. Why do you hate Muggles and muggle-borns so much? No, please, let me stay! Why do I have to leave?" With a violent jerk Draco fell off of his seat and landed on the floor of the train. Hermione, who had had her nose in a book, jumped and looked down at the mass of black and the spot of platinum blond at the end.
"Aw.did poor little Draco fall down and go boom?" Hermione snickered as Draco pried himself from the floor.
"Ha, ha, ha.very funny! Hey, since when have we been on first name terms anyway.Hermione?" Draco said, trying not to let his delight in the change of events show.
"Since just now, Draco. It would be very hard to even stand each other if we aren't even civil to each other. Truce?" Hermione held out her hand and Draco took it awkwardly.
"Truce." Draco said smiling. 'Please don't ask, please don't ask, please don't -'
"What were you dreaming about that made you fall off your seat?" Hermione said with her nose back in her book, it was a diary.
"Oh, uh." Draco bit his lip nervously. Hoping that she would buy his explanation. "It was nothing really, nothing at all."
"Fine, don't tell me. We just made a truce, not a spill-your-guts-to- the-other-person kind of thing." Hermione said. 'If only it could be that way. He's different on the inside, I know it.' Draco laughed softly at her choice of words.
'Haven't I heard that before?' Draco calmly explained the situation to her. "If you're saying that we can't be friends then I bet I can prove you wrong." Hermione raised an eyebrow at him as she closed her diary and sat it down.
"But what would the Slytherins and Gryffindors say?"
"Who says that they have to know? We won't insult each other, we won't complain if we're put together for something, but we won't be friendly enough to let on to our friendship. I think I can do that, how about you, Hermione?" Draco said and Hermione smiled broadly.
"Sure I can do that. So, friends?" She said looking him straight in the eyes, he did the same. Hermione stuck out her hand to him again and he took a firm hold of it as he answered her.
"Friends!" There was a knock on the door at that moment. Draco stood up and groaned. "I think I broke my back!"
"How did you hurt your back when you fell face forwar - .Oh, you hit the edge of the seat when you fell, huh?" Hermione stood up and grabbed his arm. "Here," She got into her trunk and pulled out a black massage seat cover. (Crazy, I know.) "lay down on this, it will help your back. It's a massage seat cover. It won't bite." She said impatiently as she put the cover across Draco's previous four seats. Draco lay down on it slowly.
Hermione muttered something and jabbed the cover with her wand. The cover started to vibrate and heat under Draco's body. Draco was very startled, but soon his eyes glided shut. Hermione smiled, he was already beginning to trust her. There was another, more impatient, knock on the door. Hermione slowly walked to the door, dreading the person on the other side being a Slytherin.
"Oh, it's Pot - I mean, Harry, Ron, and a few others. They can come in as long as they don't bother me or try to start another fight." Draco said sleepily as he groped in his pocket and withdrew a black rag, which he placed over his entire head. Hermione opened the door and smiled at her friends. Harry, Ron, Ginny, Dean, Neville, Seamus, Parvati, and Lavender were at the door.
"All of you? What are you here for?" Hermione said, surprised at the number of people at the door.
"We were seeing if you were still alive, 'cause some Slytherins said that you Malfoy might eat you alive!" Neville completely lost his head at the thought.
"I highly doubt that he could do that at the moment." Hermione giggled as Draco snored lightly. "Can we come in, Hermione; we're almost at Hogwarts so Malfoy shouldn't mind us being here for a bit and if he does, tough!" Ginny stepped into the compartment and the others followed.
"Well, sit down if you're staying." Hermione closed the door and turned around just in time to stop Neville, who had started to sit down on Draco's midriff as to since, he was blending in with the seats. "Neville, wait!" Hermione screeched as she grabbed Neville's arm. "Why don't you sit by Ginny?" Every one was giving her strange looks as Neville moved to a different seat.
"Why, is that Ferret Boy's special seat?" Ron asked.
"Well, um, he.Wait, am I the only person in here who can see correctly?!"
"What are you talking about?" Harry said as he scanned the room at head level. He stood up and walked over next to Hermione. "It's not like he's sitting in this very seat." Harry poked what he thought was the seat but was really the black cloth covering Draco's face. Hermione's hand flew to cover her mouth. "What's wrong, Hermione? Ah?!" Harry leapt backward as Draco growled loudly at the displeasure at being poked in the face.
"I'll tell you what's wrong! You poked me in the forehead, that's what, and I was asleep too!" Draco pulled the cloth from his face.
"I poked you on the forehead, Malfoy?" Harry said.
"Is there an echo in here?!" Draco said as he folded the cloth and placed it over his eyes. "Wake me up when we get there." He muttered to Hermione as she took a seat one away from him.
I hope you like it! If you don't, tell me! Thank you to my reviewers! I was so happy to hear from you. I will update as soon as possible.
~Teenlaunch~