Chapter 2 – The story begins
Hermione, Harry, Ron, and Ginny waved to Mrs. Weasley as the Hogwarts Express sped out of the station. Too soon, they encountered the three people they would have liked to see least: Draco Malfoy, along with his henchmen: Crabbe and Goyle.
"Well if it isn't Scarhead with Weasel and Mudblood..."
"Piss off Malfoy." Said Harry calmly.
"You know what, Potface, I don't really feel like it. Perhaps you and your shitface friends should get out of here and stop contaminating the pure air of the wizarding world."
"You'd think knowing scum like you live here you might know that this world's already polluted."
"Manners Potter..." and, as if tearing his eyes away from something he had been looking at, Draco turned swiftly and walked away.
Draco had been surveying the three Gryffindors. Scarhead looked the same as always. Weasel's face was flaming like always, and Mudblood, well...as he looked at her, Draco was entranced. Why? Even he didn't know. She's not that pretty...well her eyes are sparkly and intense, her skin and the rest of her face was more flawless than ever, her hair, which used to resemble a bush, was tamed. It hung in waves unfrizzily about her head, and Mudblood had curves in the right places, even. Well she was a 16 year old girl. But he had met tons of people that would have seemed much more attractive than her, yet once he looked at her, he couldn't stop staring. It was as if he was caught in a spell. He tore his eyes away from her and walked away thinking, maybe if I avoid the Golden Trio, I'll stop thinking all crazy...besides, how could I be attracted to a Mudblood...well, it's about time life had a new twist. Let's see what happens, he decided, thinking in his perverted mind of what kind of relationship could grow between him and Hermione Granger.
Meanwhile, Hermione had glared at Malfoy when he insulted her heritage once again, but before long, she couldn't help admiring his handsome features: his blond hair that hung messily about his face, his sharp gray eyes, his flawless body from Quidditch training. He held himself in a noble way, almost like a prince.
The next instant she felt his eyes onto her, surveying her in a sharp glare, and she glared back intensely, not wanting to let him make her scared of him. And then, in what seemed like less than a second, he had turned sharply away and left, leaving Hermione almost in awe for a split second before she returned to normal. That was weird...she thought. I have to start avoiding him if I feel like this when I see him...but she couldn't help but enjoy the feeling she had when she saw him...she walked away with Harry and Ron wondering if there would even be a possibility that a relationship between them could work out.
"Ugh, double potions to start off the first day...and what's new...it's with the Slytherins." Said Harry.
"At least you have the satisfaction of knowing that you got Malfoy's dad locked up in Azkaban." Replied Hermione.
"Yeah, for a week before he escaped." Said Ron.
"I know, seriously." Said Harry.
"Well still. Oh and here comes the ferret face himself..." she said, lowering her voice.
"Oy. Mudblood." He said sharply.
Hermione, turned towards Harry and Ron, put a finger to her lips. They nodded and ignored him.
"Mudblood." He placed his hand on her shoulder and jerked her around to face him.
"What's wrong with you?" he said when she looked at him blankly.
"I'm not sure I know anyone by the name you were calling, Malfoy."
Draco ignored this. "Professor Snape wants a word."
Hermione shrugged off his hand from her shoulder, nodded at Harry and Ron, and turned to the direction of Snape's office. Draco followed, and when she looked at him as if to ask him why he replied coldly,
"It's not just you he wants to talk to, Granger, though I know you like to think you're special, being part of Pothead's Golden Trio, anyway."
"Can it."
"A little feisty, aren't we?" he mocked.
Hermione ignored him as they entered Snape's office.
"Now, I assume you both know that this year you, as the top Potions students selected by Dumbledore, will be taking an advanced Potions course..."
"Where's everyone else who's taking this course?"
"Everyone else? Miss Granger, as insufferable as you are, I did not think you so ignorant as not to know that I do not take just anybody in this course."
"You mean..."
"I've only accepted Mr. Malfoy, and under Professor McGonagall's request, you."
"So...there isn't anyone else?"
"When you have decided to stop stating the obvious, please rejoin this conversation. Now as I was saying, you will be taking an advanced Potions course, which means during your Potions lesson while everybody is taking the normal course, you two will be taken to another classroom and given a separate, more challenging assignment. You'd better get used to spending time with each other, because this class will require much effort, and if you attempt to slack off-"he broke off with a smirk, "I will dismiss you immediately."
The bell rang.
"Today you will begin your course. Here is your assignment on paper. Follow me."
Hermione and Draco followed Professor Snape down to the dungeons where the regular potions class was assembling. Hermione waved to Harry and Ron who looked at her questioningly.
"I'll explain later." She mouthed.
Snape led them down further until they reached a corridor with doors along the sides. He opened the first one to the left and motioned them in.
"When the bell rings, I'll expect a sample of this potion in this flask," he handed them a flask, "and, if anything goes wrong, I'll need a detailed description of what went wrong. I have given you an easy potion to start with, at the headmaster's request." He finished before leaving the room, leaving Hermione and Draco staring at each other.
and Mudblood...easley as the Hogwarts Express sped out of the station. aved to Mrs. Weasley
Hermione, Harry, Ron, and Ginny waved to Mrs. Weasley as the Hogwarts Express sped out of the station. Too soon, they encountered the three people they would have liked to see least: Draco Malfoy, along with his henchmen: Crabbe and Goyle.
"Well if it isn't Scarhead with Weasel and Mudblood..."
"Piss off Malfoy." Said Harry calmly.
"You know what, Potface, I don't really feel like it. Perhaps you and your shitface friends should get out of here and stop contaminating the pure air of the wizarding world."
"You'd think knowing scum like you live here you might know that this world's already polluted."
"Manners Potter..." and, as if tearing his eyes away from something he had been looking at, Draco turned swiftly and walked away.
Draco had been surveying the three Gryffindors. Scarhead looked the same as always. Weasel's face was flaming like always, and Mudblood, well...as he looked at her, Draco was entranced. Why? Even he didn't know. She's not that pretty...well her eyes are sparkly and intense, her skin and the rest of her face was more flawless than ever, her hair, which used to resemble a bush, was tamed. It hung in waves unfrizzily about her head, and Mudblood had curves in the right places, even. Well she was a 16 year old girl. But he had met tons of people that would have seemed much more attractive than her, yet once he looked at her, he couldn't stop staring. It was as if he was caught in a spell. He tore his eyes away from her and walked away thinking, maybe if I avoid the Golden Trio, I'll stop thinking all crazy...besides, how could I be attracted to a Mudblood...well, it's about time life had a new twist. Let's see what happens, he decided, thinking in his perverted mind of what kind of relationship could grow between him and Hermione Granger.
Meanwhile, Hermione had glared at Malfoy when he insulted her heritage once again, but before long, she couldn't help admiring his handsome features: his blond hair that hung messily about his face, his sharp gray eyes, his flawless body from Quidditch training. He held himself in a noble way, almost like a prince.
The next instant she felt his eyes onto her, surveying her in a sharp glare, and she glared back intensely, not wanting to let him make her scared of him. And then, in what seemed like less than a second, he had turned sharply away and left, leaving Hermione almost in awe for a split second before she returned to normal. That was weird...she thought. I have to start avoiding him if I feel like this when I see him...but she couldn't help but enjoy the feeling she had when she saw him...she walked away with Harry and Ron wondering if there would even be a possibility that a relationship between them could work out.
"Ugh, double potions to start off the first day...and what's new...it's with the Slytherins." Said Harry.
"At least you have the satisfaction of knowing that you got Malfoy's dad locked up in Azkaban." Replied Hermione.
"Yeah, for a week before he escaped." Said Ron.
"I know, seriously." Said Harry.
"Well still. Oh and here comes the ferret face himself..." she said, lowering her voice.
"Oy. Mudblood." He said sharply.
Hermione, turned towards Harry and Ron, put a finger to her lips. They nodded and ignored him.
"Mudblood." He placed his hand on her shoulder and jerked her around to face him.
"What's wrong with you?" he said when she looked at him blankly.
"I'm not sure I know anyone by the name you were calling, Malfoy."
Draco ignored this. "Professor Snape wants a word."
Hermione shrugged off his hand from her shoulder, nodded at Harry and Ron, and turned to the direction of Snape's office. Draco followed, and when she looked at him as if to ask him why he replied coldly,
"It's not just you he wants to talk to, Granger, though I know you like to think you're special, being part of Pothead's Golden Trio, anyway."
"Can it."
"A little feisty, aren't we?" he mocked.
Hermione ignored him as they entered Snape's office.
"Now, I assume you both know that this year you, as the top Potions students selected by Dumbledore, will be taking an advanced Potions course..."
"Where's everyone else who's taking this course?"
"Everyone else? Miss Granger, as insufferable as you are, I did not think you so ignorant as not to know that I do not take just anybody in this course."
"You mean..."
"I've only accepted Mr. Malfoy, and under Professor McGonagall's request, you."
"So...there isn't anyone else?"
"When you have decided to stop stating the obvious, please rejoin this conversation. Now as I was saying, you will be taking an advanced Potions course, which means during your Potions lesson while everybody is taking the normal course, you two will be taken to another classroom and given a separate, more challenging assignment. You'd better get used to spending time with each other, because this class will require much effort, and if you attempt to slack off-"he broke off with a smirk, "I will dismiss you immediately."
The bell rang.
"Today you will begin your course. Here is your assignment on paper. Follow me."
Hermione and Draco followed Professor Snape down to the dungeons where the regular potions class was assembling. Hermione waved to Harry and Ron who looked at her questioningly.
"I'll explain later." She mouthed.
Snape led them down further until they reached a corridor with doors along the sides. He opened the first one to the left and motioned them in.
"When the bell rings, I'll expect a sample of this potion in this flask," he handed them a flask, "and, if anything goes wrong, I'll need a detailed description of what went wrong. I have given you an easy potion to start with, at the headmaster's request." He finished before leaving the room, leaving Hermione and Draco staring at each other.
and Mudblood...easley as the Hogwarts Express sped out of the station. aved to Mrs. Weasley