Chapter one: Unusual meeting in Wolfeman Jack's
'Well, well, well if it isn't the little mudblood,' Draco thought as he noticed Hermione Granger across the room. For the moment she didn't know Draco was there but that was soon to change. Striding confidently across the room Draco said as scathingly as he could, "So has the dream team finally broken up or are Potty and Weasel here too?" glancing around he added, "I didn't know they let filthy mudblood into this pub,"
"Shut it you ugly ferret," Hermione answered getting quickly to her feet. Now that she was standing Draco couldn't help but notice how different she looked. She had changed drastically since their first year. She was no longer a bushy haired, big toothed little girl but had transformed into a beautiful woman. She had finally filled out and now had a nice, curvy figure. Her hair had been tamed thanks to her potions skills and her teeth had been shrunken in their fourth year to a more normal size. Realizing his thoughts focusing on her chest Draco scowled.
"So where are Scar head and Weasel King?" he sneered looking down slightly from his 6 foot height to her shorter 5'4".
"Shove off Malfoy. You know as well as I do they went home for the summer holiday," She answered hotly trying to push past Draco who was blocking her path to the exit.
"What you weren't invited over to the weasels pig pen of a house?" he said moving slightly as she tried again to get past him.
"Of course I was invited! Not that it's any of your business ferret; I like to spend time alone with my parents. Now if you don't mind, I'll be on my way," Hermione said as she finally pushed past Draco and walked swiftly across the room. At the exit she shot Draco one last withering glance and walked out into the night.
'I can't believe this!' Hermione thought as she walked down the street towards an empty alley. 'What is Malfoy doing in Bath? I've never seen him in Wolfeman Jack's before.' She was still pondering this when she reached the alley of her destination. Making sure no one was around she disaparated with a sudden pop.
The house was quiet when she apparated into her living room. She quietly went upstairs to her bedroom so as to not wake up her parents. Looking at her house no one would guess that a seventeen-year-old witch lived there. Where the Weasley's house was extraordinary and magical, Hermione's was normal and ordinary.
Unless, that is, you looked at her room. Although just as neat and organized as the rest of the rest of the house, there were many things that made her room weird to normal people. For one her room wasn't actually a bedroom, it was really a study and adjoining library. She had turned the study into her bedroom and kept her large collection of books in the library. Her library had shelves and shelves of old, musky books lining three and a half walls with just enough space for two windows and two doorways (one without a door). There were also two comfy looking chairs and many big pillows across the bare hardwood floor.
Her bedroom was decorated in Scarlet and Gold with a few moving pictures of Lions and her three friends Harry, Ron and Ginny. At the end of her queen size bed was a big trunk overflowing with robes, cloaks, and yes, more books. On her window box sat a snow white owl.
"Hello Hedwig," Hermione said as she opened the window. Petting her softly she took the letter from around her leg. As Hedwig took flight again and Hermione shut the window as she faded quickly from view. Unrolling the parchment she immediately recognized the handwriting as that of one of her best friend's Harry Potter.
Dear Hermione,
I hope you are having a good holiday so far. The Weasley's and I are having a marvelous time. We all miss you loads, especially Ginny what with all the boys around. I like it now that I don't have to go back to the Dursley's over summer and I really appreciate Mr. and Mrs. Weasley letting me stay on at their house. I love it here. Although I still miss Hogwarts. I was originally writing to tell you that Ginny and I are together now. I know what you're going to say, "I knew it," But we don't care. Also we wanted to know if you wanted to meet us next weekend in Diagon Alley. We would all love to see you. Hope you can make it. We'll be there around 12 o'clock on Saturday. Hope to see you soon.
Love Harry
'That will fit in nicely. I've been meaning to get my supplies.' Hermione thought as she took out her planner and wrote:
Meet with Harry, Ron, and Ginny
Diagon Alley, London, 12 O'clock
Putting her school letter in her planner she put them both away. Hermione had been extremely pleased when her letter had come because it announced that she had been chosen as head girl. She was to meet with the head boy and Professor McGonagall on the train to school on September 1st.
Pulling on her pajama's she got into bed but strangely as she lay there trying to get to sleep Draco Malfoy's face kept popping into her head.
Not far away in a room dressed in green and silver a blond haired boy lay staring at the ceiling trying not to hear the fighting in the room down the hall. As he tossed and turned the picture of a pretty brown haired girl kept surfacing in his mind. "Filthy little mudblood, get out of my head," Malfoy muttered as he finally fell into a troubled sleep.
A/N: Please review this is my first fanfiction and I'd really enjoy your comments. Luv ya, Tabitha
