A/N: Alright! So here's chapter 2 of Oh! Not Good! As I said in the first chapter it is post HBP but I am keeping Dumbeldore alive and Draco Malfoy and his mother have gone into hiding and are part of The Order of the Pheonix now. Please enjoy and let me know what you think... Bria
Chapter 2 Platform 9 and 3/4 and the Hogwarts Express
Hermione grunted as she carried her trunk into the train station towards Platform 9& 3/4. Today she was going back to Hogwarts which was like her second home. Well, now it was like her first home since the house she and her parents lived in had been demolished during the attack.
She finally found a trolley and placed her trunk, along with Crookshanks' cage, on top of it. She entered Platform 9& 3/4 quickly and began to unload her things to get onto the train. Just as she lifted her trunk from the trolley it burst open and her things went flying everywhere, including her lacy under garments. Hermione let out a frustrated sigh. At least she was an hour early so no one was there to humiliate her further. Boy, was she wrong. She had quickly gathered her book and clothes until all that was left were her knickers.Just as she reached for thefirst pair of herlacy,black thongs that had flown a few feet away, another hand snatched them up. She could feel her cheeks begining to burn as she looked up. Her day just kept getting better and better. Before her, thong in hand, was none other than Draco Malfoy, the amazing bouncing ferret. Go figure.
"Granger, I never would have figured you were the type for lace knickers." He smirked at her, making her wish that she could slap it off. "And here I always thought you were a prude." His smirk grew even wider and her cheeks turned redder than ever. ' Oh, Dear God. What did I do to deserve this?'She asked silently. There was no answer. Again, go figure. Just when she thinks things can't get worse she finds herself kneeling on the platform,knickers all around her, in front of Draco sodding Malfoy. Just perfect! She cursed herself for not making sure that her trunk was securely locked. After all of the humiliation you'd think she would have learned. Yeah right.
"Malfoy. Just give me back my thong, you prat." She hissed through her ever growing embarrassment. She could feel the flush getting worse. She held her hand out towards him, hoping against hope, that he would return her under garment so that she could go through her humiliation in piece. Her bad luck wouldn't have it though.
"Oh, but Granger, I like them. Can't I have them?" He asked with a sneer on his face and a laugh in his voice. Hermione's anger began to build along with her utter humiliation. She couldn't believe this ass! He was standing there holding herknickers as though it was the most natural thing in the world. She knew that she had to get them back and did the only thing she could. She lunged for them. Soon Malfoy was holding her knickers high over his head and she was jumping up and down trying to reach them with all her might. That was how they were when all of the students flooded onto the platform. Hermione immediately quit jumping and turned an astounding shade of scarlet. 'Oh... my... God...' A small whimper escaped her throat as everyone stopped to stare at her and Malfoy, fighting over her knickers. As he stared in shock she quickly snatched her knickers up and threw all of them into her trunk, making sure it was secure. She dumped her trunk onto the growing pile of luggage, grabbed her bag and Crookshanks's cage and hurried off to the Head's compartment, her blush never leaving.
The train ride grew steadily worse with Hermione breaking a window, sitting on a Pumpkin Pastie, and learning that Malfoy had made Head Boy, which had caused her to stutter incoherently. How in the world she had gotten such bad luck in the first place no one would ever know, but the terrible truth was that she had it none the less. After she had gotten over the shock of Malfoy being Head Boy she had turned to leave the compartment and had walked right into the door, breaking her nose. After a quick healing spell put it back to normal she had left with as much dignity as she could muster, which had basically been none whatsoever.
After searching for half an hour she had found Ginny in an empty compartment in the very rear of the train. They talked for the remainder of the train ride, excepting the half hour or so that Hermione spent vomitting after eating one of Fred and George's sweets. It had been horendous. Not only did it make her vomit but it had made her projectile vomit for a half hour straight! When she had re-entered the compartment she had been pale and gaunt. Ginny had informed her that she looked very much like the walking dead that way. The worst part was that before she had had enough time to recover the driver had announced that they would be arriving soon and she realized, to her dismay, that she had left her bag back in the Head's compartment. That meant that Malfoy would have to see her this way, which, she was positive, would be hell on the highest level.
As she had predicted Malfoy had ridiculed her and laughed endlessly. He had laughed for so long that it was still ringing in Hermione's ears as she left to change in the bathroom. She could even hear it as she left the train. It didn't help one bit that she had to share the carriage ride to the castle with the little ferret himself. Just lovely.
A/N: Okay. So that is all for chapter 2. I know that it was short but I promise that the third one will be out soon. All of the chapters will be moderately short but the story will be very, very long. I can promise you that. Anyways... Hope you enjoyed it. Would love reviews to let me know what you think.