Title: Antics
Rating: PG-13
Summary: She gazed outside the compartment window, seeing Hogwarts in the distance and frowned. Somehow, Hermione knew this year wouldn't be the same. DMHG
Her friends had drifted away, who was there to turn to? Events happen, people change, relationships form, and in the midst of it all is a love story just waiting to bloom.
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Chapter two.
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"You're the secret I keep
Cause Blue Eyes
All the lights on and you are alive
But you can't point the way to your heart
So sublime, when the stars are aligned
But you don't know
You don't know the greatness you are
Cause Blue Eyes
You are destiny's scene
Cause Blue Eyes
I just wanna be the one"
Blue Eyes; Cary Brothers
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"Alright, this way, come now, you know how this works."
They had reached Hogwarts and were being led into the castle-like school. Hermione looked around at any changes as she walked into the Great Hall, surrounded by her younger peers.
'At least some things never change…'
Hermione sat down next to Ginny, who she usually sat next to, she was about to start a conversation with her, only Ginny didn't have her attention to Hermione. It was to the boy to the other side of her. A slight frown played on Hermione's face. She stood up and was about to switch places and sit next to Ron, but then realized that he was most likely sitting next to Lavender and wouldn't have time to listen to her either.
Never had she felt so alone before. It was like she didn't matter. Actually, she probably didn't matter to them at all; she was just the extra dessert that no one wanted, the book no one wanted to read, un-important.
She had so many miserable thoughts in her mind, she completely missed the house sorting, which she loved to watch and congratulate the newcomers, especially the new Gryffindors, but now all she wanted was to go to her room and sleep the night away, forgetting that this damned day ever happened.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the Headmaster, Dumbledore's, voice. "Well, now that that's done and over with, before I would like to start our feast, let me just congratulate the Head Boy and Head Girl. These two have accomplished so many over their years and matured very well, Congratulations to Draco Malfoy and-"
Oh gawd was she appalled! 'Draco… Malfoy?! Oh surely you must be jesting… Me? Work with… that… that son of a-'
"Congratulations 'Mione!"
Her quiet cursing was interrupted by pats on the back, and her fellow Gryffindors gazing and applauding at her.
"Good job Hermione!"
"Thanks you guys… but I told you all in the train… unless you all weren't listening…"
She didn't finish her sentence on purpose, 'Oh they better realize how much they weren't paying attention to me…'
"Oh, of course we were Hermione!"
'Lie # 1. I thought I could trust you Harry…'
"Yeah, we always listen to you! Right guys?"
'Lie #2. Oh, whatever Ron!'
"Yeah!"
"Oh yeah!"
"Of course!"
'And lie #3.'
'Why? They didn't have to say that. Now they just proved that I'm the unwanted person, the one that was just there and no one knew why. Why did I have to know? Why couldn't I just be so ignorant?' Tears formed in her eyes, but no one noticed, the couples paid no attention to anyone except each other.
"Well now that that's over, let's feast!" Dumbledore's booming voice ringed through the hall, and with a simple twist of his wand, food appeared before our eyes.
Hermione wasn't hungry. All night she picked at her food, several times people would question her when she started smashing her baked potato pretending it was someone's head, but Hermione would just say, "Oh, I prefer mashed potatoes…" and continue murdering her potato…
It seemed like eternity, but dinner was finally ending as the Prefects led the students to their Houses. She stood up, and followed the crowd, looking for someone but was interrupted by a tap on her shoulder; it was just the person she was looking for…
"Professor McGonagall! Oh you surprised me!"
"Hello Miss Granger, I trust you had a nice summer?"
"Oh yes! Umm… do you know where my dorm is? I know it said that the Head Boy and Girl get their own rooms in the letter, but that was all it said, it didn't exactly say anywhere specific."
The older woman smiled, "You go straight to the point don't you Miss Granger? Well, that's what I came to tell you. Yours and Mister Malfoy's rooms are located around the middle of Hogwarts, on the second floor, you should find it quite easily, the entrance door is a portrait of a lion and a snake. You might not want to take too long finding the room, Mister Malfoy should be waiting outside for you. You both must decide on the password, and must simultaneously tap your wands on the portrait twice and say the password right after. You both will get your own bedrooms, but you will share living quarters and a bathroom. Any questions?"
The professor sighed, as Hermione finished taking all of the information in.
"No that's alright, thank you professor."
Hermione flashed a smile, turned to leave, but heard Professor McGonagall speaking to her again.
"Miss Granger, I know us Gryffindors and Slytherins don't get along quite well, but remember, House unity. Try not to kill each other, would you?"
Hermione nodded as the older woman left. Hermione left soon afterwards towards her room.
She wasn't ecstatic about sharing a living room with one of her enemies but if she had to confront those two couples again then she would most likely end up ripping her hair out and turning psychotic… but then again, that could also happen while living with Malfoy.
There could never be a shade of grey could there? It's always white or black…
At this Hermione frowned.
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It didn't take a while to get there, like Prof. McGonagall said; the portrait was quite large enough to see from afar. She was also right; Malfoy was waiting out side it for her.
Hermione quickened her pace, seeing as the face on her enemy was that of impatience. As she headed towards the portrait she took a nice look at the boy standing in front of it. Hermione hated to admit it but she couldn't deny that Draco Malfoy was quite attractive, but that was only between her and her mind.
He looked different this year, though. He still had incredibly, cold, grey eyes, he was still pale, skinny, tall, and his blonde hair looked as amazing as ever. Yet... his presence just seemed so… distressed? He didn't have a smirk on as usual, instead his face had plastered on an indescribable look, and you couldn't tell if he was sad, happy, content, or distressed… She almost pitied him.
Hermione brushed her thoughts aside as she arrived in front of the portrait and also before Draco Malfoy.
"Hello, mudblood. Walk fast, much?" After he said that, appeared his grand-famous-smirk.
Well, looks like she was wrong…
"Why, hello to you too, Malfoy."
She flashed a fake smile and then remembered why she was standing in front of the door again, but before she could bring up the topic of the password, Malfoy got to it first.
"Whatever. I know you love being in my presence Granger, but I would love to at least see the inside of my room before a century passes by."
"You wish Malfoy! Agh, can we just find out a password and get this over with?!"
"Oh, you know you love arguing with me, it's the only way you get to hear my sexy voice, other than in class."
There's that smirk again. Gawd, I hate that smirk. Maybe someday I can find a potion to get rid of it and-
"Sex?"
Yes. Wait.
"WHAT?!"
"I asked do you want that to be our password. You obviously don't listen very well outside of class do you?"
"Of course I do! I was just, umm… just…"
Oh gawd I'm stuttering. Oh, I hate this effect he puts on people! Okay, that's it, I'm NOT going to let him see that he's high and mighty over me! Just as I was about to say something to cover up my last statement, if you could call it one, that arrogant prick started talking again.
"Why, Granger. You're stuttering, I never knew I had this effect on you."
"You know what Malfoy? It's people like you in this world that think they can get by on ANYTHING! That think people worship them, and you quite frankly, I'm fucking tired of people like you! So, to put it short… I. Hate. You."
She even poked his chest adding emphasis.
'Looks like I finally cracked her…' Draco thought. He smirked and smiled. Then faked a hurt expression and a hand over his forehead and said, "Oh, you hurt me so!"
"Well… then… I'm glad!"
'That was a stupid comeback Hermione. Agh. Where is the world coming to if I can't even say witty comebacks anymore?!'
"I'm sure you are, Mudblood."
'I'll pretend I didn't hear that…Oh, my head feels dizzy, I must be tired from today.'
"Look, can we just figure out a password and enter our rooms? This argument is tiring."
"You're right, after all, I do need my beauty sleep. What should the password be?"
"I don't know… You pick." Mistake #1.
"Alright, then. How about… Draco is a sex god?"
I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks and a smirk forming on his face, but I quickly covered it up.
"Umm, how about, no? Look, how about a favorite song, artist, band?"
"Aww, no sex god Draco? Fine. Umm…"
He lifted a finger to his chin thinking of an alternative password. Oh my god, I can't resist, but… That is the cutest thing I have ever seen! I could've sworn I almost swooned. Oh wait, I think I actually am, Okay Hermione get it together!
"You done thinking yet?"
"Someone's a little impatient… Alright I pick The Shins."
"The what?"
"It's a, uh, Muggle band…" He looked sort of embarrassed referring to something muggle. Although it amazed me that he knew something muggle that I didn't. He sure was full of surprises.
I didn't want to question him furthermore, seeing as this was a touchy subject for him. 'Hermione, you're missing out on a good comeback over here!'
A battle in my head raged on whether or not I wanted to comment about Malfoy's choice of muggle music, but the nicer side of me won, and so I just ended up nodding my head to agree on the password. He looked pretty relieved that I didn't poke on the subject.
We tapped our wands twice on the door, simultaneously, and said the password quickly afterwards. The portrait door opened, and greeted us into heaven.
Never had I thought I'd see a living room again!
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A/N:
I don't know why I stopped there. Hah. Oh well.
Anyways. The Shins, idk, I'm quite an indie little 'tard so… yeah. You MUST check them out! I am absolutely appalled that flirtytype214 hasn't updated 'All the Little Things' yet! For anyone who is reading this, read 'All the Little Things'. Sigh. Good stuff.
Later.