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They sat on the train quietly...they just sat there, as if waiting for the other to say something, but they didn't.

' They' just happen to be Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger. Both has changed over the years, specially Hermione. She grew into a beautiful young woman, her hair turned a dark hunter green, to her mid-thigh, surprisingly it was tamed, very tamed, almost stilled. She wasn't all that close to the two remaining members of the 'golden trio' anymore. She moved on, towards a different thing.

After the war with Voldimort, she found out when her 'parents were killed', they weren't her parents, just people to take care of her. Her real parents were in the US. Stonehill, Pennsylvania, to be précised. They work at Ravenswood wildlife preserve, she went to see them after a few months of talking over phone, email, and even owl.

It felt great to meet them, though she did meet her father through a little picture web created by dragonflies, but that was ok. They shared their stories, and she shared her's. It was great, she got to meet the animals, and had loads of fun, but a week before she was going back to England to finish Hogwarts, she found a stone, and it seemed ok, it kind of looked like her mum's and her godmother's stones...well almost.

It was pure metallic silver, and on it was a deep hunter green tear, with a little speck of lavender in the middle of it. It was beautiful. She had learned, that with it, she had a dragon. It had came over the veil, and it was elemental dragon.

She didn't tell her mum though, but went straight to one of the magical creatures, and with luck Lorelei was there! Oh how she loved seeing the beautiful unicorn! But Lorelei wasn't able to tell her though, she seemed flustered, as if she wasn't allowed too.

Hermione just shrugged it off and went back to the manor. She was staying there, for her stay. She spent a lot of her time in the library, when she wasn't with the others.

As time went by, Hermione noticed some changes in her, for one her hair. Ever since she found the stone, her hair changed, she liked it no doubt, but it felt weird that she was comfortable with it so easily, so fast. Almost like she expected it to happen, as did the animals...mystery.

Another was that she was skinner then she had ever been, not sickening, but like 99lbs, last time she checked... none of her clothes fit her now, she was either too tall, to skinny, or not enough 'there'. If her mum thought anything, besides growth spurt, she said nothing as did the others.

And last but not least, what she had kept from the ever one since she found the stone, was that on the forearm, which she tied the stone too( like the others did), was that she had a tattoo. One she knew full well what it was.

Ironically it was the image of her dragon, It twirl around her body, like a boa constrictor. Well not exactly ironic…for it was her dragon. This was the best way they could think of. Away were she couldn't be caught, unless she took off her clothes. And even then he could blend into her skin.

Hermione has always kept this a secret for she had never heard, or read about elemental dragons..

Coming back from the memory, Hermione stared at the window, feeling Draco's staring at her, with intense gray eyes, they kind of remind her of the Onuris's eyes.

She looked down at her jewel, that was tied on her, it had alight hue to it since she came upon King's Cross Station not long ago. It stopped seemly when she's away from Draco, but she didn't let that get to her, not much any way.

"Hey mudblood I asked you a question, I would like an answer," Draco snarled at her, causing her to come back from spacing out.

"What is it Draco?" she asked quietly, still looking out the window, like she was going to miss something if she turned away.

"I asked, why aren't you with Potthead and the Weasel family?"

"Because after Voldimort died, I'm not useful anymore," she whispered, for one second her eyes moved away from the window, and towards Draco, catching his eye, before going back to the window.

He just shrugged, he didn't really want to talk to her, but since he and Blaise were the only ones from his house that wasn't caught for being a death eater, and he seemly was the only one well enough to return to school from his house too. It was quite boring really.

"Something's coming onto the train," whispered Hermione, as her eyes seemed to glazed over, turning the colors from light brown to dark, gray. She got her wand out, and whispered a spell quietly, pointing to the door, "That should hold them, for awhile at least. Hope Potter doesn't faint again," Her eyes soon turned back to her normal light brown.

And the next thing anyone knows, is that there a suddenly a cold freeze through the train, and dark figures were roaming, the pathways of the train.

R&R!