Chapter 2.
It was only five minutes until the train left and a man dressed in shabby and torn robes came running through the barrier and up onto the open doorway of the compartment. Just as he was fixing to go inside he glanced to the right for no reason except that his sense's told him to. He saw the two sleeping students and feeling a sense of duty he stepped back off the train and walked over to the occupied bench. As he reached it he felt a sense of shock run through his body as he recognized the two students. Hermione sleeping next to Draco Malfoy? What was going on here?
He reached down and shook the dark haired girl's shoulder. "Hermione. Hermione wake up. The train is about to leave."
The girl's honey gold eyes flickered open and she sat up still groggy. "Professor Lupin? What are you doing here?" she asked after a small yawn.
"Dumbledore asked me to come back and teach the Defense Against the Dark Arts again. For some odd reason he couldn't find anyone else qualified who wanted to take the job. He even owled all the parents to ask if any objected to my returning. None did. But enough of this. We need to get on the train just after I wake the other sleeping beauty here." he said with a twinkle in his eyes.
Hermione's brow furrowed. What was Lupin talking about? No one else was on the bench except for her. She glanced beside her and visibly jumped. What the hell? When did he come? Oh dear Merlin, had she been sleeping on Draco Malfoy! She turned to the werewolf.
"Don't wake him until I am on the train please Lupin. And..." her voice trailed off.
"Don't worry. Your secret is safe with me. Now go, there's barely two minutes left." he said as she grabbed up her backpack and ran for the compartment entrance.
Once she was safely inside the train he turned towards the still sleeping figure on the bench. "Mr. Malfoy. You need to wake up. The train is about to leave."
Silver eyes slitted open and then glanced down at the bench beside him. Where'd she go. He didn't even have the chance to get her name. Bloody hell. Oh well, he'd no doubt see her around school. He slowly got up and followed the shabbily robed man up onto the train and closed the door just as it took off down the tracks towards Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. My last year. My last chance. He shook his head and walked down the corridor looking for an empty or semi-empty room to finish his nap in and to think about the mystery girl without any interruptions.
"Drakie-poo. There you are!"
Draco closed his eyes as if in pain. Well there goes my day.