Love Me. Chapter 2. Train Journey

It had been almost 6 weeks since Herminie had made her resolution of thin-ness on the 3rd day of the summer holidays.

There were now only two hours to go until she had to board the train back to Hogwarts.

Hermione had to say she was very pleased with herself.

After going to the gym everyday for almost 6 weeks she was no longer the fat girl she once was, but fairly thin. She wasn't as thin as she had hoped but she'd gone from a size 18 to a size 12.

To be honest, being a size 12 did wonders for her. She now had a very distinct hourglass figure, and an impressive flat stomach.

She had extensions put into her hair so it came halfway down her back. Bottles of L'Oreal had managed to tame her hair into soft curls. Its chocolate brown colour was hidden behind masses of chestnut and blond high lights.

But she had no time to admire herself, she had to pack. She was leaving for London Kings Cross in half an hour and hadn't started packing, at all. Frantically she rushed around the room, shoving clothes into her suitcase.

As she stepped onto platform 9 ¾ she held her breath. Finally the wait was over. She was desperate to see the reaction of her fellow classmates.

"Hermione?"

She looked round at smiled at the lanky read head making his way toward her.

"Hermione, I cant believe its you… you look fantastic"

Hermione grinned.

"Thanks Ron. Shall we look for a carriage?"

Without waiting for a reply she boarded the train. As she walked down the passageway she could feel the eyes of other Hogwarts students staring at her. She could also hear their comments. Fortunately they were pleasant ones. Hermione couldn't stop herself from smiling.

"So where's your friend, Harry. The tall one?" Rosalyn asked. Sitting herself down on the plush seats, opposite Harry.

"He should be here soon, aha there he is, coming down the corridor"

"Whose that girl with him? She's pretty"

"Dunno. Maybe she's his girlfriend. She is pretty isn't she?"

"Hey!" she hit him lightly on the shoulder.

Harry stood up and slid open the door

"Hey, Ron. Over here" he waved frantically at his best friend. "Whose that with you?" she looked familiar, he looked harder at her. "Oh, hi Hermione, didn't recognise you! Come on in" he beckoned through the door.

"Hi, Rosalyn"
"Hey, Hermione, you look so different!"

Hermione smiled and took a seat next to the window. She rested her head on the cold glass.

"So, Hermione, how have you been?"

"Fine thanks, Harry"

"That's good"

"Yeah it is" she closed her eyes. She was starving. But she couldn't risk a snack. Not after all the hard work she'd done.

Hearing the door slide open she groaned praying to herself that it wasn't the snack trolley. It wasn't

"Potty, Weasel" an oh-so familiar voice drawled.

She sighed and turned to face her archenemy

"Shove it Malfoy, were not in the mood"

Malfoy stared at the girl who had produced the comment wondering what such a beautiful girl was doing in a compartment with Potty and Weasel when he suddenly realise, with shock, that the girl was infact the Mudblood.

"Watch it, Granger. I'm head boy" his finger pointed to the gold badge glittering on his chest. "infact I was making my way up to the meeting when I decided to-"

"HOLY FUCK. The meeting, I totally forgot. I'll see you guys later" she stood up and brushed passed a shocked Malfoy. "You coming?" she asked

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