Chapter 4: Storm
Hermione stayed with the Weasley's and Harry for the rest of the summer holiday. The day to board the Hogwarts Express finally came. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all packed their trunks in record time and were waiting impatiently for Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.
They arrived at platform 9 ¾ at a quarter till eleven. In two's, they passed through the barrier. Harry, Ron, and Hermione each stared at the train that would take them to their last year at Hogwarts.
They may have stood there for a while longer, but someone coming through the barrier bumped into Hermione.
"Oh, I am so sorry. Hey, it's you," the new girl said. "I just keep bumping into you. I'm Storm by the way."
"I'm Hermione Granger and this is Harry Potter and Ron Weasley," Hermione said while shaking hands with Storm. Ron and Harry could just stare as she gave them one of those bedazzling smiles.
"Are you guys 7th years too? Please say you are. I don't know anybody and I feel really out of place with everyone staring at me."
"Yes we are 7th years," Harry answered once he regained his voice. "And don't worry about people staring at you. Your new and beautiful, it's natural for people to want to look at you."
Storm looked down at herself and took in her baggy hip-hugging camo pants and her black muscle tank and wondered what was beautiful about that.
"I don't think I would classify myself as beautiful," which earned open mouths from both of the boys, "but anyways, I am in Gryffindor. And since I saw that your robes said Gryffindor the other day, I was hoping I could set with you guys on the train."
"Yes," both Ron and Harry said in unison.
"Well, Harry and I have to go to the Head Boy- Head Girl compartment for a little bit, but you can sit with Ron. We'll join you later. Better load out stuff." Hermione said as she pushed her trolley towards the train.
"I wonder how Storm and Ron are getting along," Hermione looked at Harry cautiously. "I mean, he doesn't like her that way, does he?"
"Wow Hermione, if I didn't know you better I would say you were jealous."
"I'm not!" Hermione screamed which earned her some curious stares from some fellow students they passed heading to the train compartment Storm and Ron were saving. Harry just looked unbelievingly at her. "Okay, maybe I am."
"It's okay Hermione, I don't think he likes her that way. She's just another pretty face. Anyway, when did you start to like Ron?"
"I don't know really. I mean, I used to like you and then I was liking Ron. Don't get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with you, but your life is to complicated for me. Ron is simple, nothing complex. But then again, he is kind of boring. I want excitement. Oh well, lets get going," Hermione said quickly.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay, when I wrote this out on paper it was a lot longer. But that could be because I'm writing it in a small journal. Anywho, like I said before the story is completed and I am done with my second one and still working on my third. For more good stories read Moonlight, Sunlight by immortlangel or immortlpixie… I can't remember which at the moment. Later all and thanks for reading!