Yeah! I got a review, I got a review, I got a review, I got a review/Starts dancing to conga/ Thanks Peggz! And as for a Ron/Hermione, I don't even know how I'm going to end this yet, so we'll all just have to see, no? Also, I've changed it from a HG/Any to a HG/RW for now (for searches), at least, because there are less of those than HG/DM and HG/HP, so that way more people will find this story, and I want readers, no? So here it is! R&R!(Yes, lame chap. title too.)

Chapter 2

Hogwarts Express-ion

Hermione leaned up against the barrier between Platforms nine and ten, holding onto a trolley with a basket, that her cat was in, covered with a cloth, and trunk on it. Slipping silently through the barrier, she turned around to see the Hogwarts Express steaming in front of her. Looking around the platformshe spotted Harry. Running over towards him she grabed in in a bear hug and exclaimed, "Harry!" Relizing what she had just done, she released him, looking slightly flustered as she did.

Ron suddenly appeared into veiw, looked at her, smiling, then gave Harry a glare. Turning back on Hermione, glare replaced witha very broad and almost cheesy grin said, "Hermione! Great to see you!" Spotting the badge on her chest, he started, "Are you excited about being Head Girl? I wonder who the Head Boy is, do you know yet?" saying it all in a rush, some of the words sounding pushed together, but Hermione and Harry understood him, nevertheless.

"No, not yet," She replied. "But I'm supposed to report to the Heads compartment for at least a little while, so I'll meet him then." Turning to Harry she asked, "So, how've the Dursleys been to you these past couple weeks sinceI last saw you?"

"Not all that bad really, they just left me alone, and ignored me. They didn't know that Sirius- well... anyway- They brought me here withthem, seeing as they were going to go visit some some great-aunt or another.." He replied. "So you think we should head onto the train?" He asked, looking toward it. Both Ron and Hermione nodded.

As they got on the train Hermione gave a quick, "See you later," as sheheaded for the Head's Compartment. Uponopening the compartment shesawthat the Head Boy had already arrived. "Oh, so you're the Head Girl, Mudblood? Figures, being a Know-it-all and teachers favorites," Drawled the figure.

"Oh, hello to you too, Malfoy," She replied briskly.Pushing her trunk in the over head compartment she started to untie the cloth around the wicker basket. "He's such a prat!" She thought angrily.

"No, don't you dare let that beast of yours out!" Malfoy said, and Hermione could've sworn she sawhim flinch.

"Who's this beast you speak of?" She said, eyes flaring slightly, eybrows arching."The onlybeast in here is you, andin this basket is Crookshanks, and he wouldn't hurt a fly!" She retorted angrily at Malfoy for calling Crookshanks a beast.

"It may not hurt a fly, but my face is endangered with that thing about, and I swear I'll hex the thing if it comes near me!" Malfoy replied angrily.

"Promises, promises!" She exclaimed, yet she stopped untying the basket. "Seeing as we're supposed to patrol the corridor,why ever we do that,that's where I'll be!" She said, and was off with a huff. "Why the nerve of that Malfoy!" She thought. "Why must he always bug me, and call me Mudblood, and mock me! And his hair is AWFUL slicked back, and that sneer, Erg! He might actually look attractive with out the sneer and slicked back hair! Wait did I just say that he might be attractive? What am I thinking?" She mentally slapped her-self as she bumped into an on-coming student. "Oh, sorry about that!" She muttered before heading onward.

As she appoarched the otehr end of the train, she thought "This is so stupid, why would we patrol the corridors? I mean, come on, It's not like students are rampaging the corridor and destroying things!" As she thought this, she saw two third years, a Gryffindor and a Slytherin, Female and Male, locked in combat, firing spells at each other. Two Compartments on either side were opened a crack with many heads peeking out. "Except them…" She muttered. "Break it up! Detention for you both, you'll receive a notice explaining when and where, and whom you'll have it with. And 20 points from each of your houses once yours houses have gotten that many. Now go back into your compartments. Now!" She added when they hesitated, before running in opposite directions, into separate compartments.

Draco had arrived at platform nine-and-three-quarters slightly earlier than usual. He walked toward the train, trying to avoid Pansy, although as much as he tried, she somehow managed to coner him so that he couldn't get away with out being extremly rude.

"Oh, Draco!" Exclaimed Pansy, in an almost sing-song voice,grabbing him and pulling him into a kiss. Draco pulled away quickly, and she gave him a warm smile. Draco looked slightly ruffled for a moment, before turning on his ever socharming smile.

"You know I'd love to stay and chat, Pansy, yeah right but I have to report to the Head's compartment, but I'll try to come and visit you okay?" He said, and hurried off before she could reply. He pushed his trunk into the overhead compartment and sat down. Hewondered about who the head girl would be. "It'll be that Mudblood Granger no doubt", he muttered. As he contemplated the fact that he was going to have to spend the entire year in the same common room as her, not to mention they would be alone in it, he heard the compartment door open, and indeed, it was the Mudblood Granger.

"Oh, so you're the Head Girl, Mudblood? Figures, being a Know-it-all and teachers favorites," He drawled at her, letting his famous smirk cross his face.

"Oh, hello to you too, Malfoy," She replied briskly. Stuffing her trunk in the over head compartment she started to untie the cloth around the wicker basket.

"God, she's untying the basket, and letting that demon cat of hers lose," thought Draco, slightly irritated that the cat frightened him. "No, don't you dare let that beast of yours out!" He half shouted, half drawled.

"Who's this beast you speak of?" She said, and Draco noted that her eyes flared for a moment, and he eyebrows arched."The onlybeast in here is you, andin this basket is Crookshanks, and he wouldn't hurt a fly!" She retorted at Draco, who looked for a moment slightly taken aback, but regained his composure quickly.

"Crookshanks? A stupid name for a stupid cat!" He thought harshly. "It may not hurt a fly, but my face is endangered with that thing about, and I swear I'll hex the thing if it comes near me!" He shouted at her. Draco didn't really think it'd scratch his face, but the thought of the wild thing flying around in there made him almost flinch.

"Promises, promises!" She exclaimed at him. Draco noticed she had stopped untying the basket, nevertheless. "Seeing as we're supposed to patrol the corridor, that's where I'll be!" She said, and was off with a huff.

"God… She's beautiful when she's angry, and she finally straightened that hair of- Hold on! What am I thinking? Did I just call her beautiful? But really shrinking the teeth did help… Draco! No, you cannot think that way about that savage, no good, Gryffindor, Mudblood, Granger!" He scolded him-self.

Draco started to amuse him-self by thinking of ways to play embarrassing pranks on Potty, Weasel, and Granger… Hermione Granger… Thinking of her name made him start to blush slightly. "Draco, no! Stop think about the Fringing' Mudblood! She must've put you under a spell, how else could you be falling for her? Ack! Am I really falling for her? I need tothink about thisor something… A nap wouldn't hurt either…" And at that Draco layed down on one of the seats, and drifted off into sleep.

Well, that's all I have for now, I've now got writers block, like the rest of us. I do have an idea for the next chapter though, but I felt like ending it here, and there wasn't anything to add. It's only slightly longer than the last one, but as I said, writers block! As I said the character may tend to be OOC some of the time, and they were a bit in the chapter. Wow... i just read this chapter over... It's like.. complete crappeh... Editing it defintally helped, but other than that, It seems like complete crappeh. Prove me wrong and reveiw!

I'm starting to think there's no reason to continue writting. I haven't gotten a single reveiw since Peggz's. I will not continue this story till I get at least a total of five reveiws, cause as far as I'm concerned, no one is reading my story.