Ch. 2 "Malfoy's fight"
"Not if I can help it, Malfoy," Hermione yelled, pulling out her wand, "You know fighting me won't do you any good, 'cause we both know who's gonna win... me." He cast another spell and she dodged it. "What? Too fast for you Draco?" she added with a grin. "No ones here to save you! Oh no! Your gonna die, oh Lord, help us, help us!" He said sarcastically to Crabb and Goyle, and they began to laugh quietly behing him. "The bullied, the bystander, and the bastard, pick one!" Ron said plunging in. "Weaslebee! This'll finish you!" Draco smeared with a swish of his wand. "Ron!!" Hermione screamed as he was thrown accross the whole car. "I'm not a coward, and I dont want to fight you," she said calmly. "Thats 'cause you know I'll win," he smirked. Hermiones face turned red with anger and hate. Her words rolled off her tongue, "Mardenalynn Calkoes!" she pointed her wand at Draco. It was like a memory... a film without sound, and Hermione would remember what she did until the day she died. He lifted into the air in slow motion and darted out the window of the moving train. Draco screamed and she would've of done anything to hear him scream... just not then, not because of something she did as her own, selfesh emotions and needs and feelings. She wanted to dart out the emergancy exit after him, but she held back. Ron pulled himself up to see what had happened. "What happened... Hermione?" he asked. She closed her eyes, then slowly opened them. "Oh," she wept as she fell to the floor.
"Hermione. Hermione, are you awake...? Hermione, Hermione! Hermione!! HERMIONE!!" a familiar voice screamed into her ear, "HERMIONE!!!!" It was her mothers voice. Then her fathers voice. She heard someone crying and she opened her eyes to see Crabb along with tears, and Goyle. She looked up and saw her mother and father. "It was just a dream, right?" she asked after a moment of silence. "I'm afraid not, dear," her mother said. "Who could do anything so horrable as to throw an innocent kid out the window!" a lady said, waving her finger at Hermione as Hermiones mother held her close. "You shut your pie hole! It was an accident!" she said defencivly. The fat lady walked away, shaking her head. She turned around and looked at her mother. "Your not, I mean... Your not mad at me, you dont hate me?" Hermione sniffled with tears in her eyes. "Of coarse not, honey, we will always love you. Your our daughter!" said her father. She turned suddenly and ran, finally relizing what had happened. She knew why her family was there. She was exspelled, and she knew it for sure. She led her eyes to Harry and Ron, they where talking. Had they takin blame for what happened? She asked herself, horrified at the thought. She was suddenly weak. She couldn't breath or think. She started to her voices of a woman in her mind, and she closed her eyes, feeling warm and comfertable inside. "Hello," said a voice that all of the sudden broke Hermione's daydream. She whirled around to see the young girl from the train. Hermione's surprise turned to anger and hatred. "What do you want?!" she said, bitchier than she meant to be. "I just wanted to say your welcome since if you didn't notice, your in Diagon Alley, and you wouldn't be close to here if you'd killed Malfoy," the girl said. "If I didn't kill Malfoy... than who did I kill?" she asked slowly and quietly. "No one, I saved him. And no one knows it except you and I... and whats his name. Everyone here knows your name as 'Hermione Granger, The young girl who chucked a boy out the window, then saved him,' " Hermione was speachless. She opened her mouth but it just closed on her again. "H-how-w?" she managed to get out.