A/N: NEXT CHAPPIE YA!!! Well actually I wrote started writing this story last year so ya... ANYWAY I hope you like this chapter. Oh and so all u peoples know the diary that was in chappie on will come back in later chappies. enjoy my story.

Chapter 2: DRACO MALFOY!!!!

Hermione ran through the barrier to platform 9 ¾. She did not see Harry, Ron or Ginny. "Guess there not here yet," Hermione said to herself. Just than she heard the voice she despised. "Who you talking to Granger? Your imaginary friend? I heard all muggles have imaginary friends, but I thought they only had them when they were babies. Looks like I was wrong, unless you're not telling me something... mudblood."

"Shut it Malfoy," Hermione said as she turned around to face him.

"Or what. What will you do if I don't shut it, Granger?" Hermione looked him straight in the eyes. He held her gaze and said, "What will you do Granger?" When Malfoy said Hermione's last name she saw that his eyes went all soft and kind. The softness she just saw in Malfoy's eyes were soon gone. "Or else... Malfoy."

"Or else what, Granger? What can YOU do to me?"

"Or else..... Ummmm... hold on I have to think.... and even if I do think of something, why I would tell you?"

"Because you're a mudblood and mudbloods are stupid."

"That's totally off the topic and you said that last year." Hermione retorted.

Draco walked away to meet up with Crab and Goyle. Hermione watched him go thinking of something to do to him. Then she saw Draco slowly turn his head to look at her, and he shook his head. His great blue eyes seemed to look sad and caring.

Oh my god, he likes me. No he cannot like me. Well if he doesn't like me then why did he turn his head to look at me? Why did he shake his head at me? Why did it look like he had a sad expression on his face? Hermione thought to herself about this encounter with the snotty, yet sad ferret. She was so deep in her thoughts that she didn't even see Harry, Ron, and Ginny come through the barrier.

Harry was the first to see her. He walked over to Hermione and grabbed her around the waist, which brought her back to reality. "Huh? What? Oh, hi Harry, Ron, Ginny. It is so good to see you."

"Hi Hermione," said all three of them. Hermione just noticed Ginny staring at Hermione with an evil look on her face.

"What?" mouthed Hermione. Ginny glanced angrily down at Hermione's waist. Hermione looked casually down at her waist. What is wrong with...Oh my God. I forgot about Harry and Ginny. What do I do about Harry's hand?

"Uh, Harry can you please take your hand off my waist." Smooth reaction, Hermione. Not too noticeable, yeah right.

"Oh sorry Hermione, I wasn't thinking." Hermione saw Harry blush.

"We should get on the train," said Ron.

"Yes we should." said Ginny stubbornly, still with that evil look in her eyes.

Once they were all in the train Harry and Ron went to go look for a compartment one way and Ginny and Hermione went the other way. Fortunately there was a free compartment. Ginny and Hermione both walked into the compartment. Then Ginny asked Hermione, "Are you and Harry going out?"

"Ginny, you are my best friend, I would never in a million years go out with someone that you have already dated, even if I did like them, and I do not like Harry...in that way," Hermione answered.

"Than why did he grab you around the waist?"

"You're going to have to ask him that. Ginny I am not going out with Harry. He and Ron are like my younger brothers."

"But they are older than you Hermione."

"I know but someone has to look after them." That statement made Ginny laugh. Just then, Harry and Ron entered the compartment. "Well at least we have a compartment now." The whistle of the train sounded and all four of them took their seats. Harry sat next to Hermione, and Ginny and Ron sat next to each other. Sooner than expected the boys were engaged in a conversation about Quiddich. So Hermione and Ginny decided to play a game of wizards' chess. They were locked in such a fierce battle, that even Ron and Harry stopped talking about Quiddich to watch them play.

Hermione was about to win when Malfoy opened the compartment door and said, "Well if it isn't Pothead, the two Weasels, and Granger."

"What do you want Malfoy?" Hermione said in the usual tone she used when she was talking, or most likely fighting with Malfoy.

"Well, Granger if you must know I was walking by when I saw you in this compartment. I was wondering if you have thought up a threat yet because when I left you at the train station you did not finish your threat and now is your time to finish it," Malfoy replied.

"Well Malfoy, in fact I have thought of one. And I would really love to tell you but I am sorry, I can't, because I don't tell ferrets my plans to make their lives miserable. So if you don't mind I am about to win a game of wizards' chess. Goodbye ferret." With that Hermione went back to her game of chess against Ginny. Hermione hadn't notice till now that Malfoy was still in the compartment, but he was also staring at her with amazement in his eyes.

"I believe I said 'Goodbye Malfoy.' That means leave just in case you brain isn't working right." So Malfoy left. He didn't expect Hermione to just kick him out like that.

"Uh Hermione," Ginny said. Hermione looked up and saw everyone looking at her weirdly.
"What? Do I have something on my face?" Hermione said.

"No, but can I talk to you in private," Ginny said. "Don't look at us. We are not leaving," said Harry. "Ya, if you want to talk to Hermione, you can go elsewhere. We are going to play chess now because you two are done. Hermione won. Ginny you lost. Now go elsewhere," said Ron. Ginny was about to say something, but it was too late, the boys had reset the board and started playing. Ginny and Hermione left the compartment. "How long?" Ginny said once they were out in the hallway. "How long what?" Hermione said as if not knowing what Ginny was talking about. "How long have you liked Malfoy? Are you two going out," Ginny said.

"Wow Ginny. Umm let me just say this... Malfoy and I will never be an item. Never in a million years. And I don't like him. It is he who likes me."

"You like him, admit it. Hermione, I know you do so just admit it."

"Okay fine. I like Draco Malfoy, in fact I am madly in love with the guy. He is hot, smart, but not smarter than me, he plays Quiddich, and the only thing probably wrong with him is that he is an asshole. Okay Gin, you happy I said it? I said I like Draco Malfoy. I am just glad he isn't here to hear me say that."

When she finished she noticed that Ginny was waving her hand as if trying to tell her to be quiet, all the while she was saying this. Then she saw Ginny point behind her. Hermione slowly turned around and was face to face with none other than Draco Malfoy. Hermione had this look of horror on her face. "I tried to tell you. But you were not even looking at me," Ginny whispered in Hermione's ear. Hermione stood there frozen with embarrassment and afraid of what Draco might do to her after he heard her say all those things.

Draco also stood there. He could not believe his ears. Had he actually heard Hermione Granger the mudblood say that she liked him, not only liked but actually loved him. Ginny snuck away not wanting Hermione to yell at her after she came out of the trance she was in. With Ginny gone the hallway seemed lonely with just her and Draco standing there looking at each other in the eyes. When finally Draco broke the silence, "So, Granger you actually think I am what did you say again? Oh, yes, a hot, smart guy. Being an asshole was my only flaw. Wasn't it, Granger?"

"Well actually, you being an asshole is, in fact, your only disadvantage." Hermione said, "I-I-I got to go. I think I am going to be sick." Hermione said as she pushed Draco a side and headed for the bathroom.

"Wait." Draco grabbed her arm and made her look him in the eyes. Hermione saw that his eyes where soft and gentle. Not the usual hard and mean looking. "What Draco?" Hermione said.

"Um... I don't know. Just go." Draco replied as he let go of her arm and watched Hermione run down the hallway. What the bloody hell just bloody happened? Do I actually have feelings for that mudblood? Someone please tell me it was a dream, Malfoy thought to him self.

A/N: End of chappie 2 on to three