Unexpected Changes

Disclaimer: nothing here belongs to me because Harry Potter and Inc belong to J.K. Rowling. Look at me wailing because I don't own Draco Malfoy's tight ass (all though I like him better when he's a bad boy)

Summary: Watch out; step back, because Hermione's back at Hogwarts for her 7th year. Scream in horror and run away because the new Hermione's (slightly) more evil than before. Watch in wonder as our new-and-improved Hermione deals with everyday problems in her own way. Some chapters rated M, most rated T.

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Chapter 2:

When Hermione slid back the compartment door she almost gasped at the beauty before her. The sunset had settled upon Draco's hair to make it shine lightly, while his skin was almost translucent. His long pale lashes fluttered on his high cheekbones while his mouth was slightly parted, giving his lower lip the appearance of being fuller.

Hermione almost swooned but then got a grip on herself (with the help of the doorway) and sat down, content with just staring at him. As the clock ticked she felt her eyelids getting heavier until she too fell into the bliss of sleep.

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When train started braking (and you can sometimes feel this if you're a light sleeper) Draco woke up and looked around in confusion. He was in a comfy bed while a small amount of light streamed through the windows. He looked around and saw in relief that he was just in the Head Boy/Girl compartment. When he saw Hermione curled op on one of the benches, the memories of him crying in her arms flooded him. He strengthened his grip on the blanket as he tried to contain his anger. How dare she see him in weakness! How dare she act like a mother? How dare she…

Instead, he stared into her eyes. Her eyes teared, but she didn't stop that fat little teardrop from rolling down her cheek. Hermione wiped it away, and embraced him lovingly like a mother. Draco had never felt a touch as tender as hers. When one of her warm fingers stroked his cheek, he remembered no one who had ever done that.

He touched his cheek in remembrance, remembering her cool fingers on his cheek.

He quickly pulled his hand away in disgust and got up, careful not to disturb Hermione. He transfigured back the bed into a bench and gently woke Hermione up.

"Hermione, wake up. We're at Hogwarts."

"But Mum, it's only six. We have to be at Hogwarts at 12 o' clock."

"And what's this dirty magazine doing here, honey?" Draco said, making his voice higher to sound like a mother.

Hermione shot up like a cork and said, "Mum, I can explain…" but stopped when she saw Draco's grinning face.

"D- Dr- Draco," she spluttered, "that wasn't funny!" She stared indignantly as Draco had to sit down because he was laughing so hard.

"I didn't know our Head Girl had porn magazines," he said between his laughter.

"Oh shut up, Draco" but Hermione was smiling and when they looked each other, they burst into laughter while rolling on the ground.

Minutes were filled with laughter until they finally died down. Draco picked himself off the floor and helped Hermione get off too.

Just then Ron, Harry, and Ginny burst in. Their mouths fell open as Draco pulled Hermione quickly off from the ground and unconsciously stepped a step in front of Hermione. Hermione smiled at this small gesture of protection.

"Potter, Weasley, Weasley," he said, nodding to all three coldly before sweeping off.

Hermione smiled nervously as she plucked at her robes. The sooner their tirade was over, the sooner she could explain.

"H- Hi, guys," she said nervously.

And Hermione was right, because she was bombarded by questions.

"WHAT WERE YOU-"

"HOW DARE YOU-"

"DOING? HE'S THE ONE WHO-"

"SAY HI AS IF-"

"KILLED DUMBLEDORE! HAVE YOU-"

"NOTHING'S WRONG? HAVE YOU-"

"GONE MAD?" they both yelled in chorus.

Shockingly, Ginny wasn't saying anything. She just coolly held Harry and Ron's collar while they tried to run forth and shake some sense into Hermione. But the strain was making her arms shake and so Hermione quickly put a Body Bind Curse on both of them to help Ginny out.

They fell over face forward and Ginny wiped her hands on her robe as if to say they weren't worthy of her touch.

"I'm truly sorry you had to see that, Hermione," she said calmly.

"True, but we can only blame them partially, they haven't matured yet. No offense to your boyfriend choice, of course."

"Of course. Tell me, you've become Head Girl? How nice. Congratulations. Everyone knew you would get it, but it's still nice to be reassured, no?"

"Yes, you're right. Want to come to my Head Compartments after dinner?"

"Well…"

"You can help choose the interior colors…"

"Ok!"

Very polite, no? Of course, what they really meant was:

"Boys are such brutes!"

"Uuurgh, I agree! Although you looked quite cozy there with Harry."

"Oh, we were. So, you caught the Slytherin Sex God, did you? Nice catch."

"I know, did you see that bum while he walking out of the door? Anyways, would you like to come by after dinner?"

"Well…"

"Ok, I surrender. We'll talk about him."

"Yes!"

No wonder the boys thought Hermione (Ron didn't but Harry did) and Ginny (Harry didn't but Ron did) were boring! They conveyed everything in soft and polite tones to keep their real conversation private!

Harry and Ron looked on stunned as they walked away together without glancing at them once. But 5 minutes later, the spell wore off and they quickly ran out of the train to get a carriage. Unfortunately for them, the spell had worn off to late, because they had to run after the last carriage. Hermione and Ginny looked on as Harry and Ron tried with all their might to get in the last carriage. When they looked at each other, they burst into laughter that was carried away in the air.

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AN: Ok, there wasn't a lot of action, but it'll get better, I swear. I thought to include the feast but then my fingers would fall off in exhaustion. Besides, I love hearing your reviews off how you curse me and my ability to make cliffhangers (okay, this wasn't really) but I love hearing your reviews anyways.