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hi hi! okay here are some personal thanx b4 i say somethings...
Demosa: haha! ok ok...i'm updating now...and futa didn't even collect the second sheet! . ah well...didn't do it ne wayz!
Tokyobabe2040: yea...i'm gonna use the song yoo gave me in this fic...not all of it...but a good chunk of it! so look out for it!
Sirenluvs2*20*90: thanx for the review! and here's another chapter!
IceLily: hi hi! well i'm so glad that you reviewed! and put up our story! can't wait to read your chapter!!!
Demetre Ironhilt: hehe! well i'm glad you're liking it so far! and i promise it only gets better from here!
Melanie: well i would ope that the plot is interesting! and i hope you continue to like it!
AiRFiRe: sorry about the confusion! i have NO idea what was wrong with me that day ! *smiles* but to paint a better picture...her hair is straighter than before, with long flowing waves...better?! hope so! lol
ok guys...here's the next chapter...or two...*grins devilishly* and i must remind y'all that the rating will go up to maybe pg-13 or R by chapter 6-ish....*hinthint* ne wayz...hope you enjoy the next chapter!! and don't forget to review!!! more reviews i get...faster i put up chapter 3!!!!
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"Hermione! Over here!" Hermione heard the familiar voice of one of her best friends. She spun around, seeing the flamming red hair of Ron Weasley a few feet away. He was waving franically, wearing a toothy grin on his face. Hermione's grumpy face instantly broke into a huge smile as she ran to her friends, throwing her arms around the 6'2", bulk framed Ron. He picked her up and spun her around before putting her back on solid ground and kissing her lightly on the top of her head.
"It's so great to see you Ron!" She exclaimed. He picked up her trunk, and informed her that his was already on the train.
"Where's Harry?" She questioned, looking around the station, searching for the boy who lived.
"Not here yet," Ron answered, "He wrote last night and said that the Dursleys refused to take him this year, seeing as he completely blown it this summer. So Harry has to take public transit."
As Ron said that, he gave Hermione a sour look, which only made her giggle. Ron took her trunk inside and went back outside and the two sat on a bench waiting for the arrival of their best friend.
"HARRY!" Hermione jumped to her feet, and stood on her tip-toes, waving, trying to get the attention of the tosseled haired boy. Harry noticed her and quickly walked to his friends, dropping his trunk, embracing Hermione in a tight hug. She kissed his cheek softly, and let him go, to see Ron. Hermione stood to the side as Harry and Ron shared a brotherly hug, and examined the taller Harry. He was now 6 feet tall, but still lean and light, good for a Seeker, unlike Ron who showcased newly developed muscles all over his built body, which would definately come in handy as a Beater. The golden trio entered the train and tried to find an empty compartement before the train was scheduled to take off. They found one at the end of the long train, and got comfortable as the train slowly began its long journey towards Hogwarts.
"So how was everyone's summer?" Hermione asked, looking at the two who were spitting up a chocolate frog.
"Went to visit Charlie. Well only Mum, Dad, Ginny and me. The twins are now working, and Percy was on an "assignment" for the Ministry," Ron said. Hermione laughed.
"So I'm guessing that Percy's enjoying life at the Ministry?" She asked smiling.
"Every second of it!" Ron answered.
"How about you Harry?" Hermione now turned to Harry.
"Well, Uncle Vernon had an "important" client come for dinner, and of course I was instructed to pretend as if I wasn't there. Well, the night didn't go as planned," Harry wore a sly grin.
"What happened Harry?" Hermione's eyes went wide, "You didn't use magic did you? You know that we're not allowed to use magie outside of Hogwarts!"
"Don't worry Hermione, it wasn't me. Sirius used a HUGE owl to send his letter, and well..." his voice slowly wore off.
"And what Harry?!"
"Well, let's just say that it wasn't an owl persay..."
Hermione's eyes widened more, if it was possible.
"What was it?"
"It was Sirius himself. He found a way to change himself into a bird, rather than a dog, and used it to come visit me. And well, when he turned back to human form, he fell, causing a loud thump. Of course, the client asked my Uncle what it was, and he said that it was probably the pipes, which we "being fixed next door". Well Sirius started laughing at the look on my face when I saw it was him. To be exact he wasn't really laughing, but howling, so Uncle Vernon was forced to come upstairs...and Sirius scared the bejeebers out of ol' Uncle Vernon! It was so great! So I started to laugh, and Uncle Vernon's face turned red as he started yelling and screaming at both Sirius and me. Then he remembered that Sirius was my Godfather..."the wanted murderer", so Uncle Vernon turned as white as a ghost! Then he threatened to call the police, but Sirius said if he did, he'd kill him, but he was only joking, well Uncle Vernon took it seriously and shut his trap. Sirius turned back to a bird and flew away. Boy...was Uncle Vernon ticked off at me! But I'll say that it was worth it!" By the time Harry finished his story, tears were forming in his eyes from laughing from remembering the look on his uncle's striken face.
"That's terrible!" Hermione tried to keep a straight face, but couldn't help but join in with the laughter. They talked more, then Hermione peeked out the window.
"Oh my gosh!" She cried, "We're nearly there, and we're not in our robes yet!"
She scrambled out of her seat, and searched through her trunk for her robe. Harry and Ron just rolled their eyes.
"Only you Mione, only you," Ron chuckled. Hermione headed out the compartment and locked herself into an empty washroom, where she replaced her red top and black jacket with a crispt white blouse. Over top, she put her Hogwarts robe. She checked herself out in the mirror once, then returned to the compartment, where Harry and Ron both already had their robes on.
Upon entering the enchanted castle, Hermione smiled thinking of how wonderful it felt to be back to her second home. No more hearing her parent scream and fight until Christmas. Hermione, Harry and Ron took a seat in the Great Hall, and listened to the Headmaster speak before the annual sorting began. The three looked on, remembering the time that they were sorted, and watching the nervous and excited faces of the new first years. After the sorting was through, Dumbledore spoke once more, explaining to the first years and everyone else, about the rules at Hogwarts. Then the best part came, the food. As soon as the food appeared on the table, everyone began to stuff themselves with food. Hermione talked with Parvati and Lavender, along with Ginny, catching up on news.
When dinner was through, Dumbledore asked the Prefects to lead their houses to their towers, as he called the Head Boy and Girl over, and led them to their private house. Hermione and Draco were taken to the second floor where a portrait of 16th century family hung.
"Fizzle Drops," Dumbledore spoke, and the portrait swung open. Hermione's jaw dropped as she saw the Head's tower. It was beautifully decorated with the Hogwarts crest as the main theme. The common room included three couches, a fireplace, and a small private library.
"Mr. Malfoy, your bedroom is located up the left stairs, and Ms Granger, yours is up the right hand stairs. There is only one bathroom, which is located staight ahead. Beside the bathroom, there is a door that leads to the Prefect office, where you will hold your meetings with the other Prefects. It will always remain open to you two, but locked from the office, so that you will always have your privacy. The password will change every two weeks, so that you will be able to obtain maximum sercurity. Have yourselves a delightful evening," with a swish of his cloak, the elderly headmaster left the two alone. Hermione quickly headed up the stairs to her bedroom, not wanting to see Malfoy.
She opened the door, and gasped at the gorgeous room. It was a large bedroom, with the four-poster bed to the right of the room, beside a window. On the other side, there was a big mohagany vanity desk/dresser, and beside the door was her own personal walk-in closet, which already had all her clothes neatly hung, thanks to the many house elves. She walked over to her vanity desk, and opened up the drawers to see both school and personal supplies neatly organised. Crookshanks' cage was placed beside the besk, and Crookshanks himself lay curled up on a scarlet and gold oval rug that lay at the foot of her bed. The queen-sized bed was equiped with at least 5 or 6 fluffy pillows, dressed in gold silk, and her blanket was a thick scarlet red duvet, with a picture of the Gryffindor crest threaded in gold. Not only was the bed fit for royalty, it was covered with a canapy of see-through gold material, that could be pulled back.
After examining the rest of the room, Hermione sat on her new bed, and lay down, staring above her, thinking of what a terrific year this was going to be. She then remembered the mini library down in the common room, and got up, wanting to see what books could possibily interest her. She noticed that the fire was going strong, and the room had a warm glow to it. She walked to the selves full of books and ran her fingers down their spines, skimming the titles, not realizing that someone was sitting on the single couch behind her. She found an interuging title and pulled it out to further inspect it. After making up her mind, she turned around to find a spot to read. She jumped and let out a small yelp, after seeing the orange glow of the fire reflet upon Draco Malfoy's pale cold face. His eyes were narrow, and Hermione could see the flames rising in his silver eyes.
"What mudblood, did I scare you?" A creepy grin curled up on his face.
"Kind of," Hermione answered.
"I must say, usually I have girls falling at my feet, not jumping. I'm the type that girls fall for. You know, the tall, handsome, irresistable type," he spoke in his usual cocky tone. Hermione rolled her eyes and walked away, back up to her room.
She didn't see herself surviving a full year with him without killing him first.
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okay! end of chapter 2!! yea! okay...hmmmmm itz still kinda the intro...but never fear! more to come soon!!! review and you'll get more!!!! i want to see up to 15 reviews or more before i update!!! ciao!
-Baby T
hi hi! okay here are some personal thanx b4 i say somethings...
Demosa: haha! ok ok...i'm updating now...and futa didn't even collect the second sheet! . ah well...didn't do it ne wayz!
Tokyobabe2040: yea...i'm gonna use the song yoo gave me in this fic...not all of it...but a good chunk of it! so look out for it!
Sirenluvs2*20*90: thanx for the review! and here's another chapter!
IceLily: hi hi! well i'm so glad that you reviewed! and put up our story! can't wait to read your chapter!!!
Demetre Ironhilt: hehe! well i'm glad you're liking it so far! and i promise it only gets better from here!
Melanie: well i would ope that the plot is interesting! and i hope you continue to like it!
AiRFiRe: sorry about the confusion! i have NO idea what was wrong with me that day ! *smiles* but to paint a better picture...her hair is straighter than before, with long flowing waves...better?! hope so! lol
ok guys...here's the next chapter...or two...*grins devilishly* and i must remind y'all that the rating will go up to maybe pg-13 or R by chapter 6-ish....*hinthint* ne wayz...hope you enjoy the next chapter!! and don't forget to review!!! more reviews i get...faster i put up chapter 3!!!!
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"Hermione! Over here!" Hermione heard the familiar voice of one of her best friends. She spun around, seeing the flamming red hair of Ron Weasley a few feet away. He was waving franically, wearing a toothy grin on his face. Hermione's grumpy face instantly broke into a huge smile as she ran to her friends, throwing her arms around the 6'2", bulk framed Ron. He picked her up and spun her around before putting her back on solid ground and kissing her lightly on the top of her head.
"It's so great to see you Ron!" She exclaimed. He picked up her trunk, and informed her that his was already on the train.
"Where's Harry?" She questioned, looking around the station, searching for the boy who lived.
"Not here yet," Ron answered, "He wrote last night and said that the Dursleys refused to take him this year, seeing as he completely blown it this summer. So Harry has to take public transit."
As Ron said that, he gave Hermione a sour look, which only made her giggle. Ron took her trunk inside and went back outside and the two sat on a bench waiting for the arrival of their best friend.
"HARRY!" Hermione jumped to her feet, and stood on her tip-toes, waving, trying to get the attention of the tosseled haired boy. Harry noticed her and quickly walked to his friends, dropping his trunk, embracing Hermione in a tight hug. She kissed his cheek softly, and let him go, to see Ron. Hermione stood to the side as Harry and Ron shared a brotherly hug, and examined the taller Harry. He was now 6 feet tall, but still lean and light, good for a Seeker, unlike Ron who showcased newly developed muscles all over his built body, which would definately come in handy as a Beater. The golden trio entered the train and tried to find an empty compartement before the train was scheduled to take off. They found one at the end of the long train, and got comfortable as the train slowly began its long journey towards Hogwarts.
"So how was everyone's summer?" Hermione asked, looking at the two who were spitting up a chocolate frog.
"Went to visit Charlie. Well only Mum, Dad, Ginny and me. The twins are now working, and Percy was on an "assignment" for the Ministry," Ron said. Hermione laughed.
"So I'm guessing that Percy's enjoying life at the Ministry?" She asked smiling.
"Every second of it!" Ron answered.
"How about you Harry?" Hermione now turned to Harry.
"Well, Uncle Vernon had an "important" client come for dinner, and of course I was instructed to pretend as if I wasn't there. Well, the night didn't go as planned," Harry wore a sly grin.
"What happened Harry?" Hermione's eyes went wide, "You didn't use magic did you? You know that we're not allowed to use magie outside of Hogwarts!"
"Don't worry Hermione, it wasn't me. Sirius used a HUGE owl to send his letter, and well..." his voice slowly wore off.
"And what Harry?!"
"Well, let's just say that it wasn't an owl persay..."
Hermione's eyes widened more, if it was possible.
"What was it?"
"It was Sirius himself. He found a way to change himself into a bird, rather than a dog, and used it to come visit me. And well, when he turned back to human form, he fell, causing a loud thump. Of course, the client asked my Uncle what it was, and he said that it was probably the pipes, which we "being fixed next door". Well Sirius started laughing at the look on my face when I saw it was him. To be exact he wasn't really laughing, but howling, so Uncle Vernon was forced to come upstairs...and Sirius scared the bejeebers out of ol' Uncle Vernon! It was so great! So I started to laugh, and Uncle Vernon's face turned red as he started yelling and screaming at both Sirius and me. Then he remembered that Sirius was my Godfather..."the wanted murderer", so Uncle Vernon turned as white as a ghost! Then he threatened to call the police, but Sirius said if he did, he'd kill him, but he was only joking, well Uncle Vernon took it seriously and shut his trap. Sirius turned back to a bird and flew away. Boy...was Uncle Vernon ticked off at me! But I'll say that it was worth it!" By the time Harry finished his story, tears were forming in his eyes from laughing from remembering the look on his uncle's striken face.
"That's terrible!" Hermione tried to keep a straight face, but couldn't help but join in with the laughter. They talked more, then Hermione peeked out the window.
"Oh my gosh!" She cried, "We're nearly there, and we're not in our robes yet!"
She scrambled out of her seat, and searched through her trunk for her robe. Harry and Ron just rolled their eyes.
"Only you Mione, only you," Ron chuckled. Hermione headed out the compartment and locked herself into an empty washroom, where she replaced her red top and black jacket with a crispt white blouse. Over top, she put her Hogwarts robe. She checked herself out in the mirror once, then returned to the compartment, where Harry and Ron both already had their robes on.
Upon entering the enchanted castle, Hermione smiled thinking of how wonderful it felt to be back to her second home. No more hearing her parent scream and fight until Christmas. Hermione, Harry and Ron took a seat in the Great Hall, and listened to the Headmaster speak before the annual sorting began. The three looked on, remembering the time that they were sorted, and watching the nervous and excited faces of the new first years. After the sorting was through, Dumbledore spoke once more, explaining to the first years and everyone else, about the rules at Hogwarts. Then the best part came, the food. As soon as the food appeared on the table, everyone began to stuff themselves with food. Hermione talked with Parvati and Lavender, along with Ginny, catching up on news.
When dinner was through, Dumbledore asked the Prefects to lead their houses to their towers, as he called the Head Boy and Girl over, and led them to their private house. Hermione and Draco were taken to the second floor where a portrait of 16th century family hung.
"Fizzle Drops," Dumbledore spoke, and the portrait swung open. Hermione's jaw dropped as she saw the Head's tower. It was beautifully decorated with the Hogwarts crest as the main theme. The common room included three couches, a fireplace, and a small private library.
"Mr. Malfoy, your bedroom is located up the left stairs, and Ms Granger, yours is up the right hand stairs. There is only one bathroom, which is located staight ahead. Beside the bathroom, there is a door that leads to the Prefect office, where you will hold your meetings with the other Prefects. It will always remain open to you two, but locked from the office, so that you will always have your privacy. The password will change every two weeks, so that you will be able to obtain maximum sercurity. Have yourselves a delightful evening," with a swish of his cloak, the elderly headmaster left the two alone. Hermione quickly headed up the stairs to her bedroom, not wanting to see Malfoy.
She opened the door, and gasped at the gorgeous room. It was a large bedroom, with the four-poster bed to the right of the room, beside a window. On the other side, there was a big mohagany vanity desk/dresser, and beside the door was her own personal walk-in closet, which already had all her clothes neatly hung, thanks to the many house elves. She walked over to her vanity desk, and opened up the drawers to see both school and personal supplies neatly organised. Crookshanks' cage was placed beside the besk, and Crookshanks himself lay curled up on a scarlet and gold oval rug that lay at the foot of her bed. The queen-sized bed was equiped with at least 5 or 6 fluffy pillows, dressed in gold silk, and her blanket was a thick scarlet red duvet, with a picture of the Gryffindor crest threaded in gold. Not only was the bed fit for royalty, it was covered with a canapy of see-through gold material, that could be pulled back.
After examining the rest of the room, Hermione sat on her new bed, and lay down, staring above her, thinking of what a terrific year this was going to be. She then remembered the mini library down in the common room, and got up, wanting to see what books could possibily interest her. She noticed that the fire was going strong, and the room had a warm glow to it. She walked to the selves full of books and ran her fingers down their spines, skimming the titles, not realizing that someone was sitting on the single couch behind her. She found an interuging title and pulled it out to further inspect it. After making up her mind, she turned around to find a spot to read. She jumped and let out a small yelp, after seeing the orange glow of the fire reflet upon Draco Malfoy's pale cold face. His eyes were narrow, and Hermione could see the flames rising in his silver eyes.
"What mudblood, did I scare you?" A creepy grin curled up on his face.
"Kind of," Hermione answered.
"I must say, usually I have girls falling at my feet, not jumping. I'm the type that girls fall for. You know, the tall, handsome, irresistable type," he spoke in his usual cocky tone. Hermione rolled her eyes and walked away, back up to her room.
She didn't see herself surviving a full year with him without killing him first.
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okay! end of chapter 2!! yea! okay...hmmmmm itz still kinda the intro...but never fear! more to come soon!!! review and you'll get more!!!! i want to see up to 15 reviews or more before i update!!! ciao!
-Baby T