A/N – thanks a lot 'eric1' for making it clear that my story totally sucked. (Inside Joke- don't worry I won't get discouraged) I'll try to make the next chapters get better. Sorry about the spelling. R&R

Chapter 2 – The Ceremony Begins

"Welcome to this years starting off sorting ceremony!" Professor Magonagel welcomed. "Shall we begin?" The professor pulled out the hat and began to call names; Tommy Higgens. The tall, slim boy walked to the chair at the front of the room and sat waiting for the hat to be placed on his head which soon enough was. The hat tilted to the side, then back straight again

"Hmmmm, a tough choice I will make today." The hat said to itself. Then after a few seconds it said, "Slythern, most definitely."

"Very well then boy," Professor Magonagel said. "You heard it! Got to you seat." The boy hurried off.

"Next up; Landor Gazette." The same process was repeated. They short, curly haired girl took her seat as a Griffendor . Harry turned to look to his side at Hermione. He stayed looking at her for a few minutes. She was in such a trance watching the sorting ceremony she never knew. Her long brown hair; now straight in the new year; was flipped over her shoulders and her long layered bangs fell in front of her face. Her robe fell in over her and managed to slip over every curve of her body. (don't worry its not the gross way) Harry turned to look at Ron. He was surprised to see him looking at him for who knows how long.

"We'll talk after the ceremony Harry." Ron said in a very seldom serious expression.

"About what though?" Harry asked in an innocent voice.

"You can't hide it Harry. I've known you for years. Its our 6th year her and you still haven't asked Harry!" Ron replied.

"Well would you have much courage Ron?" Harry asked knowing the answer. "Give me some time, I will."

After the Ceremony, Ron Hermione and Harry sat together for the great feast. Hermione used her fork and knife and cut everything into pieces before she ate it. And when she did it was slowly and had to be perfect. While beside Hermione, Ron grabbed a piece of turkey and gulped it down in to bites. Harry also used his fork and knife but ate fast and sloppy.

After the great feast the three were going to there common room.

"I'll go ahead and you guys can talk . . . alone." Ron said looking at harry and ran ahead.

"What his problem?" Hermione wondered.

"I don't know about him but I know one thing is for sure, we really need to talk!" Harry said.

"Ok, about what?" Hermione asked.

"You." Harry replied.

"Me? What about me?"

"Well I like you Hermione"

"Ok good. Well I like you too."

"No, Hermione I really like you."

"Oh! I don't know what to say except . . . well . . . I like you too."

Harry was in shock.

"Wow! Really Hermione?" Harry asked. "Are you just saying that or is it true?"

"No Harry, I really like you." Hermione answered. Just then Malfoy and his two little butt-sucking weasels Crab and Goyle came up to them.

"Oh, what do you know," Malfoy said looking at his little orgs. "The mudblood and her little friend." Harry looked at Hermione, who's face was turning deep red then back at Malfoy.

"Well," Malfoy said to Crab and Goyle, "We wouldn't want to waste are time losing our reputation here, lets go!"

"What reputation?" Hermione asked sarcastically. Malfoy turned around.

"YOU'LL PY FOR THAT ONE … MUDBLOOD!" Malfoy yelled. Then suddenly he pulled out his wand and yelled, "Iscabus Alorus, bat wings and snake things, spider web, dark dirt bed!" Then walked off.

"Hermione!" Harry said rushing over. "Are you ok?" Hermione looked at Harry.

"Harry . . .

A/N – What happens to Hermione? Read the next chapter and find out.