Thanks you all for reading. I liked the first chapter, which I rarely do in my stories. Btw, I have started a new story, called Periwinkle Eyes. If you like Eragon, check it out. It's quite interesting. Now, on with the story!
Chapter 2 – So Much Sarcasm
The Great Hall looked the same as usual, imposing and grand. Hermione was, this year, less impressed by it though. Ignoring the ceiling, she marched over to table and sat down. Harry & Ron sat opposite her, shooting each other looks.
Hermione ignored them, all through the Sorting and even when the Feast started. When they asked her a question, she muttered the answer and avoided eye contact.
By the time the Feast ended, both knew something was wrong with their best friend. Hermione got her password for the Head Girl & Boy's quarters, turned to leave, and marched past the two of them, who tried to talk to her. They scurried after her, following her almost up to the common room.
"Hermi-" Harry began.
Hermione turned. Her eyes were full of angry tears and she was trembling.
"Leave me alone." she whispered.
"But Hermione-"
"I can't believe you. Both of you." she hissed angrily, wiping her eyes on her sleeve. She turned swiftly, and ran to the portrait of a unicorn.
"Canis Lupus." she said. The door swung open, and Hermione scrambled inside, closing it quickly to avoid having to see her two 'ex-friends' standing there, looking absolutely astonished.
Once more wiping her eyes, Hermione sat on a large leather couch in front of the fire. The flames reflected in her eyes, as she sat there for hours, never noticing there was another in the room.
"Hello, Granger." came a quiet voice. Hermione turned. In the armchair was Draco Malfoy, who had spent the past 6 years calling her 'Mudblood' every chance he got.
"Hello Draco."
They sat for a moment in silence.
"Your summer as crappy as mine?"
"How crappy was yours?"
The two began to talk, but cautiously. Hermione avoided the subject of her friends, and she had a feeling that Draco was avoiding something as well.
After a long and debated talk about the homework they had been given over the summer, Hermione rose.
"I'm going to bed. See you tomorrow, Draco."
"See ya, Granger."
Hermione felt slightly happier as she walked up the stairs to her room. She might have a friend. Who knew? It was a start after all, that Draco hadn't called her 'Mudblood' once during their entire conversation.
Her bed was warm, thanks to the heating pans underneath the sheets. In disdain, Hermione pulled them out and put them on the floor. It was too dark to do anything, and Hermione was tired enough to just go to bed, so she slipped under the now-cool sheets and slipped into a troubled sleep.
Whatcha think? I liked it. I hope I stayed away from the whole relationship-evolving-to-fast thing that most fanfictions do. Anyway, so far, I've had 1 review in the first 24 hours it was up.
Nanie, can I call you that? For being the first reviewer, you have absolute authority over when you want a new chapter. Congrats. :hands Nanie a medal:
As for the rest of you:shakes finger: You better review! Or else!
See you in the next chapter!