Hey everyone, thanks for the reviews! I'm sorry I haven't been updating, I've been so busy and honestly forgot!
I'm going to be writing more of this, though and the chapters may be short, but...
I'll try to update more often!
Half and hour later, as promised, Draco slid back into the compartment and fell into the seat beside Hermione.
"Watch those first years, they're worse than we ever were!" Draco complained.
Hermione suppressed a giggle, "Oh, poor baby, what did they do, disrespect your authority?"
"Actually, yes, they did. I think he's going to be a Gryffindor, by his attitude," he saw the glare coming his way, and added, "no offense! Just watch out, I think there's something in the pumpkin juice or something."
"Well, I'm going to go visit Harry and Ron, I'll be back in half an hour." Hermione set her book down, petting Crookshanks and telling him to be good. "Oh, and Draco, be nice to Crookshanks, he's smarter than he looks."
"Yeah, yeah, I hear you." Draco said, looking at Crookshanks as if he may attack at any given moment.
The two stayed in that position for a few minutes, when the cat suddenly moved, causing Draco to jump back in fright. Draco opened his eyes to see the giant ginger cat on his back, purring and waiting to be pet.
"You scared me, you stupid cat! Ah, I may as well pay attention to you until your owner comes back, huh?"
Crookshanks simply blinked at him and continued to purr.
"Hermione!" Ron and Harry shouted as they pulled her into suffocating hugs.
"How've you been?" "How was your summer?" "We missed you!"
"Whoa, you two, slow down on the questions!" Hermione laughed. "And who's this little cutie?"
"Well, Hermione, that would be my reflection in the window, you see-" Harry joked, but was hit playfully on the arm by Hermione.
"You know what I meant, honestly!"
"This is Foxy, mum found her outside the Burrow a week ago and gave her a bowl of milk. Now we can't get rid of her!" Ron laughed and pet his orange-red cat that looked almost like a fox.
"Well, hello there Foxy, I hope you and Crooks get along well." Hermione said as she scratched her ears.
She caught a glimpse of her watch as she did so, and saw that her time was almost up since she had been caught up with a group of second and third years in Ravenclaw that were trying to see which of them was the smartest.
"I have to go back up to my compartment, guys, my half hour is up." She sighed.
"Why do you only get half an hour? That's not fair at all!" Ron complained.
"Because, Ron, Draco and I made an agreement to each take turns staying in the Heads compartment." Hermione explained, as always.
"Draco? Since when do you call Malfoy Draco?" Harry and Ron asked at the same time, both turning red at the sound of his name.
"Since he's Head Boy and I'm Head Girl. We need to set an example for the school, so we're trying to be civil. I'll be back soon, you guys, bye!" With that, she left them staring, and hating Draco Malfoy.