Wanted: Love of Two Enemies HG/DM Ficpar A/N: I do not own anything from Harry Potter. I wish I did but I do not. I own 3 characters who will be introduced later on. And one has the Last name of a Character in HP - Nikole Malfoy
Chapter 1: Platform Here I Come!
Hermione lay in her bed thinking about the upcoming school year. Her room was medium sized with a queen sized bed in the middle with pink and black sheets. Her bedroom walls were also a light shade of pink with a black flower border running around the top of the walls. On one wall there was a vanity next to the door and the left of it was her closet door. Amongst another wall were pictures of her and her friends having a good time at Hogwarts. Under the pictures lay her desk with her radio, school robes and Crookshank's cage upon it. On the left side of the bed were the windows where she would sit and think about school, Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Draco. At the present moment she was thinking about the career path she had chosen. Hermione had decided to become an Auror instead of working in the Department of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts. Of course she loved muggles but she already had enough dealing with them while she was at home. Also, she was thinking of that one certain Slytherin that made her stomach flip whenever she laid her eyes on him. That slick blonde hair, those cold gray eyes, and that muscular body, just made Hermione want him even more. Hermione really doesn't know why she likes him, but somehow she does. She knew she couldn't have him, since he thought of her to be inferior to him. The constant name calling over the years has made her feelings for him go away. At least she thinks so.
"I can't have him and I know it. Why do I always think of him? Ugh this is really getting on my nerves. The great bloody git! This will be the last time I think or talk about that stupid git!" thought Hermione aloud while laying on her bed.
"Honey, who are you yelling at? You seem angry." her mom said, walking in her room scaring her half to death and out of her thoughts.par par Hermione sat up quickly in her bed.
"Oh! Sorry mom. I was just thinking out loud.rdblquote spoke Hermione apologetically
"Ok. Well it is almost time to go. Get your things ready and your dad and I will meet you at the car in about 30 minutes. Does that sound ok?" asked her mom.
"Yeah mom. I'll be ready in a bit." said Hermione still sitting on her bed.
At this, her mom left, leaving Hermione anxious to go to school. Hermione sat there another twenty minutes thinking about her friends, her lack of a boyfriend, the new school year, how the school will change since Harry defeated Voldemort and who would be Head Boy since she is Head Girl. Hermione stood up, went to her vanity and brushed her hair into a tight, neat ponytail. Her hair was slightly curly now and not so out of control like it was in her previous years. Hermione had gone to a muggle beautician and got a Japanese Straightener. It had made her hair straight for two and a half months and her hair started to curl just slightly since then. But she like it this way. Not too straight and not too curly. Just perfect for her. She then proceeded to put on some green-apple tasting lip gloss and a neutral color for eye shadow. Then she grabbed her trunk, purse, and Crookshank's cage and headed down the stairs to the front door and yelled "PLATFORM HERE I COME!"
The whole hour drive to the train station was making Hermione even more anxious. She started to fidget with her hands.
Once at the platform entrance, Hermione kissed and hugged her parents goodbye.
"Bye Mum! Bye Dad!" screamed Hermione before walking through the platform.
"Bye Darling, hope to see you for Christmas!" yelled her mom before Hermione walked through the platform barrier.
"Hope to see you too. If I am not occupied with anything." said Hermione to herself. She really hoped nothing would keep her from seeing her parents before she graduated and moved to a flat in London.
After her mom spoke, Hermione went through the barrier feeling anxious to get to school and a bit sad because it was her last year attending Hogwarts. It really was her home away from home. While in her thoughts she kept walking through to the platform and bumped into two familiar redheads and a boy with untidy jet black hair wearing glasses.
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