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Summary: I was born the day you kissed me, I died the night you left me, but oh, how I lived while you loved me…
A/N: It's been a while huh? Well ill try and right more, I will! It's based on a Korean Soapie. It's a love triangle: DM/HG/HP. Please, r/r!
Born the Day You Kissed Me
Chapter 1: Dark Tones
It was a windy, stormy day. Hermione fingered the Head Girl badge on her uniform as she smiled brightly. She stood, waiting for the Knight Bus, which would take her to Kings Cross Station. She had finally convinced her parents to let her go by herself; it was her last year after all.
She listened to the sweet tones of a piano drift by. She recognized the tune, having taken many piano lessons herself and she hummed along with it. Just when the song finished, the Knight Bus finally arrived.
Stan Shunpike was in his usual spot, bringing out a little piece of paper which Hermione assumed was his script. "Welcome to the Knight Bus, emergency-" Hermione rolled her eyes and cut him off. "-transport for any stranded witch or wizard, I know…" she heaved a sigh as she dragged her trunk onto the bus.
She got off at Kings Cross station and she grinned. Early, as usual. She rummaged around in her pocket for a few pounds as she carefully observed the scenes on the arched bridge.
Several trains were rushing by below. She scouted around for the barrier between platforms nine and ten. Yep, there it was. She squinted more closely. Nope, no sign of flaming red hair. Or jet black hair for a matter. A smile tugged on her lips as she wondered about this year's adventures. Then a cold voice sneaked into here thoughts.
"Granger"
She slowly turned around. Oh. Great. Just what she needed. Yep, it was him. Draco Malfoy, heartbreaker and Slytherin sex-god.
He smiled maliciously "Having a good day Mudblood?" He asked almost pleasantly, though there was a hint of steel detected in his voice.
She rolled her eyes. "Well it was… until you came" she muttered. He arched a platinum blond eyebrow looking faintly amused. "I'm sorry, didn't quite catch that…" She shrugged. "Like I care." He leaned forward, a dangerous spark in his eye "There might be hell to pay this year… As you should know, my father is the main supporter of this school…"
Hermione did know. It happened since last year. Mr Fawcett, who donated regular amounts of money to support Hogwarts, abruptly died, leaving Lucius Malfoy to become the main supporter of Hogwarts. Hermione suspected that Malfoy Senior was the cause of his death, though she didn't mention it to anybody. Since then, everyone who dared cross Malfoy Junior's path would've probably had to start digging his grave. Yes, it was THAT serious. Hermione had just crossed his path a few times, and had managed to escape, as she took the spotlight away from herself. Others, weren't as lucky. Last year, Anthony Goldstein had to transfer to another wizarding school in America.
Hermione sighed. "What a shame" she said wickedly. "I had all these great things planned out for you Malfoy…" she dragged his name out slowly, like it was a poison, but in a sickly sweet way which instantly makes you want to hurl. She sighed again, to make it more dramatic "How sad… I had just learnt how to transfigure people into animals…" she let the meaning of those words sink in as she smiled sweetly and sauntered off. He scowled behind her back. 'Of course! I can always tell on that damned Mudblood!' But them Hermione whirled around. "Oh, Malfoy! I just forgot!" she said in mock surprise. She swooped over to him and grabbed his collar, pulling him towards her. She grinned evilly as she whispered to him "Remember: No one will blame me…" she let him go and retreated. She felt proud of herself. She snuck a look back at him, to see what picture of emotion was planted on his face…
Draco smirked at her evilly. Then the full meaning of her words hit her. She stared, horrified at what she had done. She turned… and ran…
Hermione settled a bench next to one of the barriers. It was 10 mins to 11 and she was perfectly content. She had bought her lunch to eat on the train and she had bought a few more essentials. She yawned and stretched. Oh well, a little sleep will do her good. She had only meant to close her eyes and rest for a few minutes but she instantly fell asleep.
"Mudblood, you better wake up. The Prefect meeting already finished" came a sharp voice. Hermione opened her eyes, her eyes blurring, ears banging. There were so many people there! And they, uncannily enough all looked the same. Then they halved, and halved again until there were two people. "Tut Tut Granger, falling asleep on the platform" With a final banging of her head it turned into one person. "Malfoy? Where am I you git!" He stared at her like she was crazy. "The Heads compartment, duh… Granger, you are thicker than I thought…" He went on about having to explain everything to the prefects and such. The lightning flashed, making his face look more menacing than usual…
CRASH!
(A/N: I was thinking of ending it there…)
The thunder crashed suddenly, making Hermione jump out of her skin. She snuggled into her seat, curled up and sighed. It was going to be a long trip…
Hermione was relived when the train stopped. She instantly realized that she forgot something. She rushed into the end compartment, not bothering with knocking. "Harry! Ron! Ginny!" she squealed as she rushed into the room. "Mya!" yelled Ginny as she raced past the boys to jump on her cinnamon haired friend. Then the yell turned into a scowl as Harry and Ron pushed her aside, reaching over to hug Hermione. Hermione grinned, obviously excited to see them. "How was your summer?" Ginny asked. Hermione shrugged. "Okay, I guess… But I'm stuck with Malfoy because he's Head Boy." This sentence clearly made everyone horrified to all extent. Ron frowned "If he does anything, he'll had to answer to us…" but then he trailed off. 'Probably because of the thing that happened to Anthony. Pity really, he was nice' thought Hermione. Suddenly, she remembered something. And she panicked "We have to get out or else all the good carriages will get taken! Remember last year?" They remembered. It had been raining VERY heavily. Peeves had done havoc to the carriages which left late and when they reached Hogwarts, most of the students were dripping wet. McGonagall has thrown a shouting session and their ears had been numb for a few weeks afterwards. "Yeah, let's talk later…" they agreed and they rushed off to the carriages.
Hermione entered the great hall, shivering slightly but cheerful nevertheless. She took her seat and stretched. She wondered how many Gryffindors there will be this year as she turned her head around to face the doors where the new first years were entering. She grinned, looking at their faces lit up in awe of the castle. Then they lined up, looking with interest at the front where the stool had been set up. Everyone turned their attention to the Sorting Hat as it flopped open its brim and started to sing…
'Many years, some time ago
In the coming of an Age
Where elemental magic ran wild
There lived a loner mage
He had a hope, a wish, a dream
To make magic be controlled
So he chose four youngsters
And so my story unfolds
The first he chose was Gryffindor
Him being the bravest of the four
Hufflepuff, the loyal one
Always working, to get things done
Ravenclaw, knowledge widespread
Always reading 'till the night is dead
Slytherin cunning, mind full of tricks
And with the others, he never did mix
They managed to co-operate
Their friendship they did declare
They built a stronghold where they dwelt
And so Hogwarts they prepared
They were living peacefully so happy until when
Two houses came apart, and all went their separate ways
Then Hogwarts had a bad mood, fighting in the air
The friendliness was gone: no more happy days
Heed my warning everyone, the battle is drawing near
You may ignore it but it will always come
Hogwarts must unite to defeat the drawing fear
Because if you do not, the damage here is done
But there may still be hope, if the prophecy is right
If it's true, two people may change Hogwarts to date
The future of both worlds are in their knowing hands
And they should not run away, because it is fate
But if they go against, and fight for different sides
The wizarding world will crumble and all put into despair
Magic will just fade away, into the depths of earth
All hope will be lost and none will be repaired
If you don't remember you will be the ones to go
So remember my warning, remember what I said,
I am warning you and I'll be silent otherwise
Forget my warning and let the skies be flecked with red'
Hermione winced. 'Well that ended on a dark note' she thought frowning as the newcomers, clearly shaken up by the message that the hat left, went up one by one. In the end Gryffindor ended up with the most newcomers by three people but Hermione still wasn't satisfied. She was definitely taking a trip to the library tomorrow…
Having eaten her meal, Hermione went to the place where she was told to go by Draco. Professor Snape awaited her, a scowl printed on his face. "You're late" he snapped. Hermione stayed cool, raising an eyebrow. "Actually, I was told to be here by 9:30" she responded. "And if I'm not mistaken, I believe it's 9:15… unless my watch is wrong…" she trailed off. She knew Snape had gotten her point and was probably very pissed. Her grin left her face as she watched Draco saunter down the corridor, acting like he owned Hogwarts. "Mr Malfoy" he acknowledged the younger Malfoy. Draco just nodded.
"Okay" said Snape. "This is your portrait." Hermione took notice of it for the first time. There were four people painted in it, two ladies, two men. The women were chatting away but the men were facing opposite directions, occasionally muttering things. Suddenly, the painted people took notice of them and the two women started chatting away at them. The one clothed in yellow said "Hello dears, you must be the new Heads! I am Helga Hufflepuff" she then gestured to the woman beside her. "This is Rowana Ravenclaw and the two grumpy ones up there are Salazar and Godric." Then she turned her attention to the males. "Please, be polite and welcome the new Heads, they are in your houses" Then the one clothed in red suddenly leapt to attention. "Hello new Heads! I am Godric! Your password is Scarlet Tears and welcome, welcome! Do come in, I'll be insulted if you don't!"
Hermione shrugged and chorused their new password with Draco.
And then, she entered her room. It was a brilliant red and gold with furniture that suited to her needs. There was a bathroom connected to her room by a door. When he unloaded some books onto her table she saw a note.
Feel free to change your room's decoration style.
Just imagine at what you want it to look like and it will happen.
Prof. Dumbledore
She instantly imagined the room which she had always wanted. Everything sparkled a bit, than it changed.
Now her room was pale silver and grey, and it was circular. There were the shapes of a sickle moon and a star carved into the pale grey ceiling. There was much less furniture, just a walk-in-wardrobe and some chests and drawers along with a vanity mirror and table with a bookcase, all made out of grey stone like the walls. There was a four poster bed with starry blue curtains with silver patterns of the same sickle moon and star which was carved into the ceiling. There was also a cosy alcove in the corner with a blue plush armchair where she could curl up and read. To finish it off, there was a sheepskin on the floor in front of a beautiful harpsichord where she can practice her music.
She smiled, and snuggled into her bed sighing happily as a few stuffed toys and a stereo system appeared with probably every CD which she wanted during the years. She'd explore tomorrow.
She fell asleep for the second time that day, but in a much comfortable place.
A/N: So how was it? Long huh? Just review please! Draco WILL come out in the next chappie, so if you want Draco, REVIEW! My word count isn't too bad…
Word Count: 2313 words