The Glass Couple

"The Train"

Summer was finally over and there was a peculiar feeling in the air as Miss Granger and the rest of the Golden Trio boarded the Hogwart's express from platform 9 ¾, as they have for the past 5 years. Hermione was not sure what this meant or why she felt this way, but she knew that this year would change her life forever.

Once the Trio boarded the train and found their compartments and situated their luggage they took a seat waiting for the train to leave on departure for school. Hermione was the first to notice that they had renovated the train since they last took it on their way home for summer break. They were all quite surprised that the interior of their compartment were the Gryffindor's colors with mahogany paneled windows and seats with dark wine leather covering them. It was the most beautiful thing Hermione had ever seen. Though all this was quite nice there was always going to be someone who could ruin the moment…that person was Draco Malfoy.

Once they finished admiring the compartment they noticed that a tall lean blonde was standing at the door about to talk when there was a sudden jolt. The whole train shook and the once standing blonde was now sprawled on the floor, his robes disheveled and hair in his face. Hermione saw this and wanted to kick herself for thinking he actually looked good, lying there all over the place. Much to her dismay no matter how good Draco looked it would not stop him from being such a stupid git.

Immediately Harry and Ron jumped up to go and see what happened when they turned to see Hermione following them. "Hermione you should stay here. We don't want you to get hurt now would we?" said Ron.

"I think that the mudblood could stop whatever that was faster then either of you." Draco replied.

Hermione was dumbfounded, had Draco just stood up for her or was he just being sarcastic? Either way she should still thank him for the comment. Right as she was about to turn to him and thank him, the three boys were already running out the door and down the tight narrow hall of the train. When she finally caught up with them she noticed she had run right into the back of Harry which made him tip over, bringing Hermione down with him.

Once they were both up and robes fixed, they started to head back to their compartments when Hermione noticed what looked like an antique gold locket. As she went to go pick it up, Ron came over and dragged her back down the long narrow hall. "Hermione, lets go we have to go and see if everyone is ok. Especially the first years, they must be scared." Hermione gave him a puzzled look and then realized that she had forgotten that they were prefects.

Once Hermione, Ron, and all the other prefects were finished checking all of the compartments, she made her way back to where she earlier saw a faint twinkle of gold from the locket. When she arrived at the spot she noticed that it was nowhere to be found. She concluded that this could only mean one of two things. 1. What she saw earlier was just a mere image of her imagination, or 2. someone else saw the locket and picked it up. If she didn't know any better she would point her finger at Malfoy. Of course since she was a very smart witch, she knew that Malfoy would be stupid enough to lose it or give it to a "special someone". Now all she would have to do is figure out who could possibly receive the locket from him. This was going to be harder then she had expected.

Hermione was so caught up in her thinking that she didn't realize a 6'1, strawberry blonde hair young man, who looked to be around 18 years of age trying to speak to her. Once she finally shook out of it she turned her body to fully face him, and that's when it happened, she became weak in the knees and collapsed to the floor with a loud thump. The young man hurried to help her up when she turned and whacked him right in the nose with her elbow, by accident. Blood started to drip onto the floor and Hermione was flushed with embarrassment. She quickly conjured up some tissues for his nose and then apologized for what she had done. "Here you go. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to," she said while handing him more tissues for his nose.

"Relax it's ok, you didn't mean it." He said calmly. This put her at ease and started to regain her color. The next thing she knew she was in an empty compartment with the amazingly handsome young lad.

"I'm sorry, I really shouldn't be here." Hermione said even though she didn't want to leave his company. "My friends are probably wondering where I went, and I wouldn't want to worry them." She quickly added trying not to act rude.

"Oh it's alright, I understand. Are you sure you'll be ok? You took a pretty hard fall." The young man said.

"Thank you very much." Hermione said, as she headed out into the narrow hall of the moving train. Before she walked completely out she turned when she forgot to ask his name. She quickly spun around to face him. "I never got your name. May I know? I'm Hermione Granger." She said with a smile.

He turned to face her completely while replying, "I'm Ian Knightly. Pleased to meet you Hermione. Would you mind if I showed to back to your friends?" Hermione quickly nodded with a small bit of excitement. Ian then offered an arm and she took hold as they walked to where Ron and Harry where sitting.

A/N: Please review. This is my first fanfic and I hope you like it