Chapter 2

a/n so extremely sorry it has taken me so long to update. You see, the school year just started here recently, and I have been so busy! And to top it all off, we just had a massive storm which cut our internet connection for awhile! It wasn't till a week later that my mom discovered our internet cord was unplugged! Thank you to all of my few reviewers! Now onto the story!

"What on Earth do you mean, you have to sit here, too? I know very well there are some other people you could sit with! What about Crabbe or Goyle? They'd probably welcome you into their compartment with open arms, or at least more warmly than I would!"

"Number one, Hermione, I would sit with Crabbe and Goyle if I could, but they don't know who the heck I am, dang it! And number two, Granger, I just found out that we're head boy and girl, and we have to share a dorm, so we may as well be civil to one another."

"you know what, Malfoy? You stay here, I'm going to talk to Dumbledore and try to find another compartment, but just know, you've treated me like dirt for my whole life, so I will never, be civil to a scumbag like you."

Hermione, walking down the corridor to find Dumbledore.

(a/n. I know Dumbledore doesn't actually ride on the train with the students, but oh well. He does in my story.)

Hermione's POV:

"Hello? Professor Dumbledore? May I speak with you for just a moment?

Dumbledore, who was having a nice cup of tea with the ghosts of past Hogwarts Headmasters said, "Why sure,. My dear, come in and sit down! Make yourself comfortable! Would you prefer if I told these ghosts to come back at a more decent time?"

"Oh yes, thank you, professor." Hermione said as the ghosts disappeared into thin air.

"Now, Miss Granger, what sort of problem are you having today?"

"Well, sir, I've had a number of problems today. First off, it seems as if nobody has any idea who on earth we are!"

"Pardon my interruption but; we?" Dumbledore inquired.

"Oh yes, sorry sir, Malfoy and I. Neither Harry, Ron, or Ginny have any idea who I am, and Malfoy says Crabbe and Goyle don't remember him, either!"

"Ah, yes, the old brainwashing effect. It happens to everybody sometime in their life. Although it is unusual for someone to be experiencing it at such a young age. You see, ancient wizards look down upon us and find two people that they think need more of a chance to understand each other. They also decide the time it would be most appropriate. Now I know you loath Mr. Malfoy, but I do think this is a good match. It usually only lasts a week or two, but everybody's different. It all depends on when the two people can look into one another's hearts and see how ridiculous it was for them to be fighting in the first place. Let's just say, the wizards think this is a good way to practice some 'bonding time.'"

"With all due respect, sir," Hermione started, "BUT WHY ON EARTH WITH MALFOY?!?!?"

"Yes, and I understand that you'd be angry. Back in 1672 was my brainwashed time. Yes... it was with bratty, spoiled, shallow Melanie Spickenworth. Nasty little girl. But in the end, I found out that she had been taught by her filthy rich, abusive mother to put others down. I showed her that she would have more friends if she was kind and service giving."

"I see, sir, but how does that relate to my problem, I mean it's MALFOY!"

"Well, Melanie and I were married for three hundred years. Died from a nasty fire toad burn right in the... anyhow, you'll find that your brainwashed period isn't all bad, after the first few days. Now let's get to this other problem of yours."

"Oh, yes, I nearly forgot about that." Hermione said. "I heard that Malfoy and I were Head boy and girl-don't look at me, Malfoy was the one Eavesdropping!- and we were to share a dorm. Co-ed dorms are against Hogwarts policy, aren't they? It says so in Hogwarts a Histo-"

"Yes, I am quite aware of what the book says, but under the correct circumstances, I believe it is acceptable. Now I have to finish some tea with my fellow headmasters, or should I say, fellow deceased headmasters, so I need you to go back to your compartment and start your bonding time with Malfoy." Dumbledore said firmly, while escorting Hermione out of the room and shut the door in her face.

"Hmm, Hermione thought. "He sure was acting odd just a second ago, brushing me aside like that." As she walked back to her compartment, ready to face a very quiet ride to Hogwarts.

Dumbledore's POV:

As the ghosts reappeared, Dumbledore said with a chuckle, "Brainwashing effect? How dumb was that? Oh well, Hermione trusts me anyway, even thought im not really her beloved Dumbledore." He gave a wave of his wand, and turned into a man so evil, with snakelike eyes, and slits for nostrils. "Now, if my plan goes right, little miss mudblood will be walking straight into my, Lord Voldemort's clutches. And once we have her, the only person who will be left to save her will be young, sixteen year old Draco Malfoy, the only other person who knows who she is. Of course, by the time my plan goes into action. I'll make sure he is well in love with her, but what can a sixteen year old do to me? He'll have to bring his daddy, Lucius Malfoy into the picture, thinking that Lucius will do anything to help his own son get the love of his life back, but his father wont do anything, will he? I think not. Two reasons: number one: Lucius hates mudbloods. Number two: He's one of us."

He strode over to the well concealed cage in the corner of the room. "You hear that, Dumbledore? Your top student, the mudblood, Granger, will soon be mine, and by that, she will help me return to full power! Mwahahahahahaha!"