A/N This is my first Harry Potter fic. Be nice and Review!
Chapter One:
Beside Artemis sat another owl. It was a very pretty eagle owl; its feathers were neatly groomed and shined.
'I didn't expect an answer so soon,' Hermione thought.
The owl seeing her coming in swooped down and dropped and the letter in her out stretched hands. Hermione broke through the seal with an elegant family crest on it.
"To whom this may concern,
If you meet every standard you set for your self in the ad, and then please send a letter back to Serating Hall, as soon as possible. Transportation will be sent to pick you up at Kingscross Station, please be on time.
"Wow Serating Hall, that sounds like a mansion. I wonder if they're nice people, what is they're total obnoxious jerks like Malfoy, but I don't have any choice, no matter what kind of people they are, I have to except"
Few days later Hermione packed her bags and prepared to go down to the end of year feast, although it's more like a death party to her than anything. She walked down the marble steps and stopped at the door. There were so many people trying to get in, it was impossible to even stand up straight. Then a Hufflepuff girl pushed Hermione out of the way, knocking her onto the floor...
"Get your bloody self off of me, you stupid mudblood!"
Hermione didn't need to look to see who it was there was only one person in the whole school that would call her a mudblood. It turns out she knocked into Draco Malfoy, flattening herself on top of him. She scrambled up hastily, everyone around them were laughing at her clumsiness. Malfoy had gotten himself up with the help of Cho.
"Next time you decide to knock into you, I'll have Crabb and Goyle knock your beaver teeth out"
"I doubt it that will happen, their aims are so bad, they're more likely to knock you out than me" Hermione replied coolly.
She then walked into the great hall and sat down at the end of the Gryffindor table near no one. That was totally embarrassing for her, knocking into someone was bad enough, but why did it have to be Malfoy. She looked over at the Slytherin's table where Cho was cooing at Malfoy. Hermione has never had a boyfriend let alone a friend that who would be upset by her fall. Malfoy was lucky in this way; he didn't know how good he has it.
'Get a grip on your self Hermione,' she told herself, 'why the heck are you admiring Malfoy.'
The feast was up to its usual standards, an eight course main dish with a seven course desert, life was good...to everyone, but her. Hermione run back to the Gryffindor tower to pack her remaining clothes, not that she had a lot. She climbed into bed, before the other girls came in to laugh at her. She could feel her heart thumping so loud as she remember what happened.
'Urgh, I still can't believe that happened to me! But why do I feel so upset every time I remember this!'
'Maybe because tomorrow you're going to meet the family you're going to work for.' A tiny part of her brain told her.
Then she drifted of to sleep imagining what kind of people the family was.
Hermione now stood in front of Kingscross Station waiting for the promised transportation to arrive. She sat on her suitcase and looked at the people that passed her without ever acknowledging her existence, but then why should they after all toe everyone else she was invisible.
"Are you the new hired help?" Asked an old man with plenty of warts on his face.
"Yes, I am. This is my luggage and I'm..."
The man was already lugging her luggage away to a rusty looking coach drawn with beautiful looking Pegasus. Hermione climbed into the coach, it was damp and cold inside. Then without warning the coach gave a lurch and they were in the sky flying at the rate of 100 miles per hour. It was much smoother than she had expected. Hermione leaned out the window and saw the Pegasus's wings rising up and down ever so gracefully.
"EXCUSE, WHERE ARE WE GOING?" Hermione shouted over the wind.
The coachman didn't say anything.
"COULD YOU PLEASE TELL ME WHERE WE'RE GOING?"
The man totally ignored her. Hermione gave up and sat still for the rest of the trip. Finally she felt the wings starting to descend. Then with a soft thud, the coach landed in front of the magnificent mansion. Hermione got out of the coach and looked around her, and then she realized she was at Serating Hall. It was a grand place, but somehow it was sad and dingy. Suddenly her eyes fell on a brass plate beside the gates, covered up with ivy; it was by chance that she happens to see it. Hermione walked over to the plate, and cleared it of ivy vines. Her stomach did an extreme flip flop. For engraved onto the brass plate was letters that spelled, The Malfoy's...
A/N Dung dum, dun... Hahahaha bet you didn't expect that now did you. HAHAHAH! I love cliff hangers, so entertaining, Hehehehe.....
Chapter One:
Beside Artemis sat another owl. It was a very pretty eagle owl; its feathers were neatly groomed and shined.
'I didn't expect an answer so soon,' Hermione thought.
The owl seeing her coming in swooped down and dropped and the letter in her out stretched hands. Hermione broke through the seal with an elegant family crest on it.
"To whom this may concern,
If you meet every standard you set for your self in the ad, and then please send a letter back to Serating Hall, as soon as possible. Transportation will be sent to pick you up at Kingscross Station, please be on time.
"Wow Serating Hall, that sounds like a mansion. I wonder if they're nice people, what is they're total obnoxious jerks like Malfoy, but I don't have any choice, no matter what kind of people they are, I have to except"
Few days later Hermione packed her bags and prepared to go down to the end of year feast, although it's more like a death party to her than anything. She walked down the marble steps and stopped at the door. There were so many people trying to get in, it was impossible to even stand up straight. Then a Hufflepuff girl pushed Hermione out of the way, knocking her onto the floor...
"Get your bloody self off of me, you stupid mudblood!"
Hermione didn't need to look to see who it was there was only one person in the whole school that would call her a mudblood. It turns out she knocked into Draco Malfoy, flattening herself on top of him. She scrambled up hastily, everyone around them were laughing at her clumsiness. Malfoy had gotten himself up with the help of Cho.
"Next time you decide to knock into you, I'll have Crabb and Goyle knock your beaver teeth out"
"I doubt it that will happen, their aims are so bad, they're more likely to knock you out than me" Hermione replied coolly.
She then walked into the great hall and sat down at the end of the Gryffindor table near no one. That was totally embarrassing for her, knocking into someone was bad enough, but why did it have to be Malfoy. She looked over at the Slytherin's table where Cho was cooing at Malfoy. Hermione has never had a boyfriend let alone a friend that who would be upset by her fall. Malfoy was lucky in this way; he didn't know how good he has it.
'Get a grip on your self Hermione,' she told herself, 'why the heck are you admiring Malfoy.'
The feast was up to its usual standards, an eight course main dish with a seven course desert, life was good...to everyone, but her. Hermione run back to the Gryffindor tower to pack her remaining clothes, not that she had a lot. She climbed into bed, before the other girls came in to laugh at her. She could feel her heart thumping so loud as she remember what happened.
'Urgh, I still can't believe that happened to me! But why do I feel so upset every time I remember this!'
'Maybe because tomorrow you're going to meet the family you're going to work for.' A tiny part of her brain told her.
Then she drifted of to sleep imagining what kind of people the family was.
Hermione now stood in front of Kingscross Station waiting for the promised transportation to arrive. She sat on her suitcase and looked at the people that passed her without ever acknowledging her existence, but then why should they after all toe everyone else she was invisible.
"Are you the new hired help?" Asked an old man with plenty of warts on his face.
"Yes, I am. This is my luggage and I'm..."
The man was already lugging her luggage away to a rusty looking coach drawn with beautiful looking Pegasus. Hermione climbed into the coach, it was damp and cold inside. Then without warning the coach gave a lurch and they were in the sky flying at the rate of 100 miles per hour. It was much smoother than she had expected. Hermione leaned out the window and saw the Pegasus's wings rising up and down ever so gracefully.
"EXCUSE, WHERE ARE WE GOING?" Hermione shouted over the wind.
The coachman didn't say anything.
"COULD YOU PLEASE TELL ME WHERE WE'RE GOING?"
The man totally ignored her. Hermione gave up and sat still for the rest of the trip. Finally she felt the wings starting to descend. Then with a soft thud, the coach landed in front of the magnificent mansion. Hermione got out of the coach and looked around her, and then she realized she was at Serating Hall. It was a grand place, but somehow it was sad and dingy. Suddenly her eyes fell on a brass plate beside the gates, covered up with ivy; it was by chance that she happens to see it. Hermione walked over to the plate, and cleared it of ivy vines. Her stomach did an extreme flip flop. For engraved onto the brass plate was letters that spelled, The Malfoy's...
A/N Dung dum, dun... Hahahaha bet you didn't expect that now did you. HAHAHAH! I love cliff hangers, so entertaining, Hehehehe.....