A/N thanks to CarebearErin, Luiebugooey, and outsider wolf! It is kind of sad that I have 100 hits, and 4 reviews, but thanks to you three very much, it means a lot to mean when I get them. Yet again this is a short chapter, but they should be getting longer, I'm going to start merging the Hermione and Draco parts together. Hope you all enjoy this little chp, next one should be up soon. And I still love reviews!
Hermione opened the door to her home, "Hello?" an empty echo answered her back, no one was home. Her mom had left the other day to visit her grandmother, apparently she was ill. Gliding down the small hall and too her room Hermione began to look over her school supply list. She could never be too prepared for her seventh and last year at Hogwarts.
She pulled out her yearly letter from the dresser and began to do check offs out loud as she rummaged through her room getting everything that she needed. With each check she said, another thing was added to the increasing pile atop her bed. "Finally" she murmured to herself when she had finished the list; then she looked to her trunk. "Now all I have to do is get all of this to fit in there." she said to her self looking defeatedly between the two.
As she began to pack, the task became harder and harder with her perfectionist side showing through. She must have started over at least five times before every item had been perfectly placed into the trunk. Then the last thing she added to the very top were some pictures.
The first picture was one of her father; from the previous summer, before he had lost his job, and before he had made a very close friend in alcohol. It was a picture of the two of them, she had just gone through an embarrassing moment at a family reunion, and in an attempt to make her smile had rubbed ice cream all over his face. Then she smiled, a wide laughing smile before having her cone rubbed over her nose, yes this was a picture of the grinning father and daughter covered in ice cream. With that picture she added one of her mother and father from some ball, they were dressed in their finest, and kissing, the looked so happy together. And last she added a picture of all three of them, a posed picture from her very first Christmas.
Draco left his house, no goodbye from his mother, and certainly not one from his father. Oh no, his fathers goodbye came the day he was late coming home from Diagon Alley, his father had said it was a going away present. As he apparated away from the manor, he immediately felt relief, although the pressure soon returned when he realizes he still had to carry the Malfoy name, and give it honor. Knowing that anything less than the limelight to the name was disgraceful to his father, and would undoubtedly result in office time when he returned.
With a slight pop he found himself at the London station's 9 ¾ platform. He finally realized this would be the last time he would come here to catch the train to Hogwarts. He took in the smell of the smoke and relished in the fact that he was here and not home.
As an elf whispered some words, and he realized that his belongings were loaded onto the train and that he should now board.
The train was smaller then he was used to, but that seemed less odd when he remembered that there were far fewer people on this train then usual. Finally as he walked the thin corridor of the train he found the compartment marked Head Students, and walked in, gladly awaiting the face of Pansy. It had been so long since he had been laid.
A/N sorry but I had to add that last line, I mean Draco has been trapped at home these past months of summer!