Hermione walked into the train station. It was her last and final year at Hogwarts School of Withcraft and Wizardry. It was particularly gloomy on this day of September 1st. Students scurried from their parents and friends to the train as little droplets of rain started to fall. Hermione gave her mother and father one last peck on the cheek and said her goodbyes.
"Have a good year sweetheart" said her father with a smile on his face.
"Behave yourself young lady" joked her mother. Hermione chuckled. 'Behave myself. That shouldnt even be a question' thought Hermione to herself. She looked around the platform for a particular redhead and a boy with jet black messy 'oh so messy' hair.
"Mione...MIONE! Over here" screamed Ron a few feet away. "I'm coming, no need to yell" said Hermione walking towards Ron and Harry.
"How was your summer Mione?" asked Harry. "Excellent. I already got a head start on homework!". "You've got to be kidding. Dont you ever think about anything besides school. I dont think thats what normal teenage girls think about 24 hrs of the day" exclaimed Ron. "Hey who said I was normal" Hermione asked sticking out her tongue. The trains whistle sounded off indicated the departure of the train shortly. "We better find a compartment before they all fill up" said Harry. The trio walked onto the train.
"So which one of you made head boy?" Hermione asked with a questioning look. "Not me" said Ron. Hermione looked at Harry, "Hey dont look at me. I have to many detention notices on my record to even come close to head boy". Hermione shrugged. "Well i have to head the the Head Compartment and I guess I'll find out whose head boy when I get there".
Hermione walked into the Head compartment to see a familiar blonde fast asleep. Hermione looked at him for a second and couldnt help but notice a look of sadness and peacefulness on Draco's features. He looked paler than usual. He stirred a little then started to sigh. Hermione couldnt catch what he was saying. Suddenly his face looked pained and he started to scream. Hermione backed up against the compartment door completely bewildered. Draco's eyes shot open and he looked around the compartment as if he wasnt aware of his surrounding. Draco's eyes then locked with Hermione's.
"What are you looking at you filthy mudblood" Draco spat with loath and disgust. Hermione snapped out of her trance and glared at Draco remembering the arrogant prat that Draco was and forgot about the "almost" innocent looking boy who was fast asleep a few seconds ago. 'God I have to spend the year with this prat. He proabaly wont do a lick of work and take all the credit for all of mine' Hermione thought.
"This is going to be a long year" Hermione whispered to herself.