Chapter 1 The Hogwarts Express
This year many transformations had taken place in the holiday. Hermione was no longer had untamed curls but her hair was straightened with waves in it to give it some character, she also chose to wear makeup which complimented her facial features. Also over the six weeks she had grown curves and most of the guys noticed her top half was quite large.
She was wearing a tight denim miniskirt which emphasised her new curves and she was wearing a low cut top so some of her cleavage could be seen. Not only did Hermione have the look but she had the attitude.
Hermione thrust her hips as she walked towards the train aware of all the hunger stares she was receiving from the boys. After searching she found an empty compartment, where she waited for Ron and Harry to appear. The compartment door opened after some time and Harry appeared but said sorry and headed out.
"Harry, Harry," Hermione bellowed
Harry stopped in his tracks and turned around to face Hermione.
"Oh Mione, its you .. You've really ch-changed," stuttered Harry, peering at the transformed Hermione.
"I'm guessing that's in a good way," she teased as she strolled back to compartment with Harry following a few paces behind.
"Are you head boy then," inquired Hermione.
"No, but I can guess who's head girl." Harry was actually glad that he wasn't head boy because; he knew people would just say he got it because he was the boy-who-lived.
At that moment the compartment door opened once again and Ron entered.
"Hi Harry"
Ron turned and just stared at Hermione, looking at her for a great amount of time.
"Hermione you look so different"
Hermione stood up and gave a little playful twirl.
"Why thank you" she replied giving him a pose and then sat abruptly.
The trio talked for a while waiting for all the passengers to clamber onto the train, until Hermione announced that she had to go to the heads compartments.
"I knew you would become head girl Hermione," yelped Ron.
Hermione found her self in the head compartments.
Meanwhile Chantelle was looking for a compartment.
"Sorry, full" the voice emerged from a compartment door that she had opened.
She tried another door; before the two boys in front of her could gesture for her to leave she asked if she could sit down. The boys didn't complain but just stared, silenced by her beauty.
"Hi my names Chantelle, I'm transferring from a school in America."
"I'm Ron Weasly," he responded still gawping at her.
"My names Harry Potter," he introduced himself expecting the long stare at the mark on his forehead.
"Yeah, I've heard about yo….." She drifted off not realizing that she was staring at the lighting bolt on Harry's head. Ewww that things hideous man, you should get plastic surgery or something, she thought to herself or so she thought.
Harry had a look of shock written upon his face.
Oh shit I didn't just think that out loud, but her fears were confirmed when Ron burst out in laughter.
"Sorry, I didn't mean it the way it sounded" she said digging herself deeper in the hole.
"What ever, I know it looks a bit odd," sighed Harry.
An awkward silence filled the compartment, while in the heads compartment familiar faces were meeting once again.
The door of the heads compartment had opened and Draco entered, it appeared not only Hermione had had a transformation but also Draco. His hair was not long and gelled back, but short and messy revealing his cheekbones; his eyes were still iced over trapping his emotions from the world. The head boy badge was easily noticeable on his chest.
"How the hell did you become head boy? Don't tell me, your dad bribed them." Hermione snorted.
"Come on Granger who did you expect, Potter. Please," huffed Draco.
Just as Draco was about to sit he realized that Hermione had turned for the best. He sat down and stared at the girl in front of him who was devouring a book.
God she's looking good. Look at those melons, there bigger then pansy. Draco thought to himself while licking his lips.
Hermione glanced up and noticed Draco staring at her. "Keeping on dreaming ferret boy you ain't getting any of this" Hermione said using her new attitude.
Draco continued to stare in pure shock.
"Stop staring mother fucker"
Draco turned his attention else where to shocked to come back. The compartment door opened once again, to reveal Professor McGonagall.
"I have come to inform you as head boy and head girl that Dumbledore is trying to achieve school unity. Therefore as the heads you'll be living together."
"What?" Before Draco could prevent himself the word had escaped his mouth.
"It is rude to interrupt Mr Malfoy and as head boy you should know that, now where was I…..Yes you'll be living together but you will have separate rooms. Other necessary information will be explained once we arrive at Hogwarts, but for now you may go to separate compartments or stay here" Professor McGonagall announced before promptly leaving.
"Did she just say we would be living together," Hermione thought aloud.
"The nightmare has just begun Granger," Draco replied maliciously, before leaving the compartment.
What the hell did he mean by that? Hermione thought to herself while heading to find Ron and Harry. She entered the compartment to discover a new face looking at her.
"This is Hermione our best friend, and Mione this is Chantelle," chirped Ron
"I've just transferred from another wizardry school in America," Chantelle spoke introducing herself.
"That's been you'll be where we are at this stage of school. Anyway to change topic, you guys will never guess whose head boy."
"Someone from Slytherin I bet," answered Harry.
"Blaise," blurted Ron.
"No worse, Malfoy" Hermione sneered.
"Your joking not that prick head," grumbled Harry.
"Whose Malfoy," questioned Chantelle?
"His names Draco Malfoy and he's the biggest idiot in school," said Harry.
"Don't forget he's a complete dick head," interrupted Ron.
"Yeah and his a father is a deaf eater, he's also in the worst house which is Slytherin," Harry continued
"Oh, and he hates people like me, muggle born," grumbled Hermione.
"I'm guessing he's gonna hate me cus I'm muggle born as well," replied Chantelle.
The door opened with a sudden push causing all attention to turn.
"Great another mudblood that's just what we need," Draco jeered.
"Fuck off Malfoy," Hermione snapped while jumping from her seat. Draco took a step forward, so his face was nearly touching Hermione.
"Watch your mouth Granger, I could deduct points or do worse," muttered Draco.
"Don't forget I'm head girl and could deduct points or do worse as well, Hermione replied taking a step forward causing Draco to stumble backwards. A glint of evil flickered in Hermione's eye, sending shiver of fear down Draco's spine.
"If you ever call me a mudblood again you'll be sorry" bellowed Chantelle.
Draco left the compartment surprised by the hatred Hermione had sent him.
In a different section of the train Sam was by herself listening to cold play on her MP3 player while painting her nails black. When her concentration was distracted by a tall, platinum blonde haired boy with silver eyes opened the door.
"Didn't realize someone was in here," Draco said while turning to go out. Sam took off her earphones, "Sorry, what did you say," inquired Sam.
"Oh, I said I didn't realize someone was in here"
"You can join me if you want, I'm new here"
"I thought I hadn't seen you before, what year are you in," questioned Draco while making his way to a seat.
"My names Samara Lee but I'm known as Sam and I'm in the sixth year, who would you be?"
"I'm Draco Malfoy and I'm also in the sixth year," replied Draco. I got to get me a slice of that cake, thought Draco while licking his lips
"So what school did you used to go to?" Draco queried trying to make conversation.
"I transferred from a wizardry school in Australia,"
"I wondered what that accent was, it suits you," flirted Draco.
"What ever," replied Sam, rolling her eyes. She popped her earphones in and continued painting her nails while singing aloud and rocking her head back and forth, as if Draco wasn't there.
"What the hell are you doing?" asked Draco.
"What."
"What the hell are you doing?" repeated Draco but emphasizing the words.
"I'm singing what, does it look like?"
God, that chick got attitude, I like it Draco thought to himself.
"I now your singing but what what's that in your ear?"
"It's called an MP3 player, you know, it plays music through theses wires."
"No, never heard of it."
"Here, listen," Sam said while putting the earphone in his ear.
For the rest of the journey Sam questioned Draco what he knew about the muggle world and they joked at his lack of knowledge.