Chapter 3
Draco Malfoy needed to find an empty compartment, he wanted to be alone to think. At the very end of the train he got his wish. Sort of. He didn't notice the lonely Gryffindor by the window. She noticed him though. And she found that she didn't care.
Draco was immersed in his thoughts. He had a sister. Was she here at Hogwarts? What if she was in the muggle world? Of course she wasn't in the muggle world. His parents wouldn't just leave her there. Or would they? This was hopeless.
Hermiones POV
Normally I would have blasted Malfoy into oblivion, but I can't really say I'm normal now can I? I watched as Whisper sashayed her way over to Malfoy. Obviously she was going to jump on his lap and startle him. Good.
Whisper collided with his stomach.
"Ooof!!" Ferret boy groaned.
"She's not that heavy" I muttered under my breath.
Malfoy turned around. "Mudblood? What are you doing in my compartment?" he asked with an air of ignorance.
"I was here first you know" I said unemotionally.
I watched as Whisper stared fascinated up his left nostril.
"Wonder what she's thinking right now." I thought, bemused. "Something along the lines of "My, what lovely snot he has"" I sniggered quietly.
Draco's POV
Wait....was mudblood Granger laughing at me? Why on earth would the little goody-two-shoes do such a thing? Do I have something between my teeth?
I looked down self-conciously, and saw a kitten with a hilariously long tail staring up my left nostril.
I blinked.
It was still staring.
I turned to Granger "Is this yours?"
END Draco's POV
Hermione nearly fell off her seat in laughter. She hadn't felt so happy since before her parents died. Parents. She choked back a sob.
Draco looked at her rather oddly.
"I-I have to go change" she muttered and rushed out the door. She ran to the bathroom and let out a fit of crying rage. All those unanswered questions popped back in her head. Who was she kidding? Find her brother....yeah right.
Whisper meowed piteously outside. Hermione let her in and she jumped onto her shoulder, where she loved to sit. She felt better right away.
When Hermione felt it was safe to go outside, she dried her eyes and opened the door. She shouldn't have done that. She bumped right into Harry.
"Oh, hi, Harry. How was your summer?" She twittered nervously.
"Hermione, are you ok? What's wrong?" Harry asked.
"Wrong? Why would anything be wrong? I'm perfectly fine." Somehow Hermione didn't feel like telling Harry. She knew he wouldn't take it well.
"Well, ok if you say so." She thanked God he was so thick.
"Are you coming?" he asked when she hesitated.
"Uhh, sure thing Harry" she said and followed him back to his compartment.
She didn't say much for the rest of the trip. Occationally nodding and pretending to look interested, while scratching Whisper's ears. She would just listen to Ron and Harry talk about Quidditch and their summer vacations.
"Why so quiet Hermione?" asked Ron.
"Me? Just have a lot on my mind." She said sadly.
"Ok then. So Harry..." he continued their previous conversation.
Hermione stood up and walked wordlessly out of the compartment.
Two thirds of the trio looked confused after her.
Hermione walked back into the first compartment, completely ignoring Malfoy.
"What brings the book nook here? Forgot your precious schedule? Or you just need to see how close to a pureblood you can get without seeming to lose your sense of direction?"
"Leave me alone Malfoy" she sobbed tearfully.
"Aww, what's wrong? Potty finally dumped you for Weasel King?" he taunted.
SLAP
Hermione had slapped him across the face with all the strength and anger inside her, leaving a beautiful red welt across his face. She then turned on her heel and stormed off.
As she climbed into the horseless carriage she overheard her best friends conversation.
"Did you see the red welt across Malfoys face?" Ron said
"Yeah, I wonder who did it. Do you know who did it Hermione?" Harry asked, turning to her.
"Not a clue" she said.
"Well it was bloody brilliant!" Ron exclaimed enthusiastically.
Hermione all of a sudden ran out of the carriage and went to join Ginny instead.
"Hey Myna. Need a break from scarhead and firetop?" she asked gently. Ginny had started to rebel last year, and didn't really associate much with the two blockheads anymore. Instead she had her own Gryffindor friends, and even a few Slytherins.
"Yeah Gin gin. I don't know how you put up with those two all summer. Theyre so think and overprotective."
"I know what you mean. Listen Hermione, I know somethings wrong with you, and I understand you didn't tell them but come on, you can tell me." Ginny assured her.
Hermione paused for a moment, then sighed.She knew she could trust Ginny. She told Ginny the whole story, and was in tears by the time she finished.
"Please don't tell anyone." She begged.
"Oh Myna! I'm so sorry! I didn't know!" Ginny said softly, sympathy tracing her face.
Hermione scanned her face for a trace of pity, but didn't find any.
"It's not your fault Gin-gin." She whispered.
"Come on, lets get to dinner." Ginny said.
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Draco Malfoy needed to find an empty compartment, he wanted to be alone to think. At the very end of the train he got his wish. Sort of. He didn't notice the lonely Gryffindor by the window. She noticed him though. And she found that she didn't care.
Draco was immersed in his thoughts. He had a sister. Was she here at Hogwarts? What if she was in the muggle world? Of course she wasn't in the muggle world. His parents wouldn't just leave her there. Or would they? This was hopeless.
Hermiones POV
Normally I would have blasted Malfoy into oblivion, but I can't really say I'm normal now can I? I watched as Whisper sashayed her way over to Malfoy. Obviously she was going to jump on his lap and startle him. Good.
Whisper collided with his stomach.
"Ooof!!" Ferret boy groaned.
"She's not that heavy" I muttered under my breath.
Malfoy turned around. "Mudblood? What are you doing in my compartment?" he asked with an air of ignorance.
"I was here first you know" I said unemotionally.
I watched as Whisper stared fascinated up his left nostril.
"Wonder what she's thinking right now." I thought, bemused. "Something along the lines of "My, what lovely snot he has"" I sniggered quietly.
Draco's POV
Wait....was mudblood Granger laughing at me? Why on earth would the little goody-two-shoes do such a thing? Do I have something between my teeth?
I looked down self-conciously, and saw a kitten with a hilariously long tail staring up my left nostril.
I blinked.
It was still staring.
I turned to Granger "Is this yours?"
END Draco's POV
Hermione nearly fell off her seat in laughter. She hadn't felt so happy since before her parents died. Parents. She choked back a sob.
Draco looked at her rather oddly.
"I-I have to go change" she muttered and rushed out the door. She ran to the bathroom and let out a fit of crying rage. All those unanswered questions popped back in her head. Who was she kidding? Find her brother....yeah right.
Whisper meowed piteously outside. Hermione let her in and she jumped onto her shoulder, where she loved to sit. She felt better right away.
When Hermione felt it was safe to go outside, she dried her eyes and opened the door. She shouldn't have done that. She bumped right into Harry.
"Oh, hi, Harry. How was your summer?" She twittered nervously.
"Hermione, are you ok? What's wrong?" Harry asked.
"Wrong? Why would anything be wrong? I'm perfectly fine." Somehow Hermione didn't feel like telling Harry. She knew he wouldn't take it well.
"Well, ok if you say so." She thanked God he was so thick.
"Are you coming?" he asked when she hesitated.
"Uhh, sure thing Harry" she said and followed him back to his compartment.
She didn't say much for the rest of the trip. Occationally nodding and pretending to look interested, while scratching Whisper's ears. She would just listen to Ron and Harry talk about Quidditch and their summer vacations.
"Why so quiet Hermione?" asked Ron.
"Me? Just have a lot on my mind." She said sadly.
"Ok then. So Harry..." he continued their previous conversation.
Hermione stood up and walked wordlessly out of the compartment.
Two thirds of the trio looked confused after her.
Hermione walked back into the first compartment, completely ignoring Malfoy.
"What brings the book nook here? Forgot your precious schedule? Or you just need to see how close to a pureblood you can get without seeming to lose your sense of direction?"
"Leave me alone Malfoy" she sobbed tearfully.
"Aww, what's wrong? Potty finally dumped you for Weasel King?" he taunted.
SLAP
Hermione had slapped him across the face with all the strength and anger inside her, leaving a beautiful red welt across his face. She then turned on her heel and stormed off.
As she climbed into the horseless carriage she overheard her best friends conversation.
"Did you see the red welt across Malfoys face?" Ron said
"Yeah, I wonder who did it. Do you know who did it Hermione?" Harry asked, turning to her.
"Not a clue" she said.
"Well it was bloody brilliant!" Ron exclaimed enthusiastically.
Hermione all of a sudden ran out of the carriage and went to join Ginny instead.
"Hey Myna. Need a break from scarhead and firetop?" she asked gently. Ginny had started to rebel last year, and didn't really associate much with the two blockheads anymore. Instead she had her own Gryffindor friends, and even a few Slytherins.
"Yeah Gin gin. I don't know how you put up with those two all summer. Theyre so think and overprotective."
"I know what you mean. Listen Hermione, I know somethings wrong with you, and I understand you didn't tell them but come on, you can tell me." Ginny assured her.
Hermione paused for a moment, then sighed.She knew she could trust Ginny. She told Ginny the whole story, and was in tears by the time she finished.
"Please don't tell anyone." She begged.
"Oh Myna! I'm so sorry! I didn't know!" Ginny said softly, sympathy tracing her face.
Hermione scanned her face for a trace of pity, but didn't find any.
"It's not your fault Gin-gin." She whispered.
"Come on, lets get to dinner." Ginny said.
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