Hey everyone? How is everyone? Well this is a second try at a fan fiction story, and I defiantly need a beta reader. Please! =) Anyway, if you like it let me know, if I did something wrong let me know, and also if you don't like it…Also let me know okay? Thanks guys. Here you go.                    

Summary- It's the Golden Trio's last year at Hogwarts, and sometimes, when one thing things are not always how they seem. Pureblood and a Mudblood, force together by a child. There Child. So come along, and find sometimes, things aren't always as they seem. Hermione/Draco. Rated R for Rape and language

            Kings Cross Station, Platform 9 ¾

            "Are you positive you have all your supplies?" Asked Anne Granger

            "Yes mom"

            "And you're sure you have all the treats for Samone?" Brian Granger asked.

            You see, Crookshanks, Hermione's cat died during the past summer, and as present for her last year at school, they bought Hermione her own owl. That way Hermione would never have to use the school's owl.

            "Yes dad. I'm sure, and if anything I could always go to Hogsmeade and get something for her. Don't worry guys." Hermione sighed impatiently. She loved her parents, but if she didn't get moving her train would be leaving without her

            "Okay Hermione were sorry, just no matter what, you can't be too cautious." Her mother said.

            "Yea mom, but I have done this 6 times, I don't think I forgot how to." Hermione smirked, teasing her parents slightly.

            "Oh get on that train Hermione!" Her mother chuckled lightly.

            Her parents gave her each a hug, and a kiss, wishing her good luck, but as Hermione was about to cross through the barrier, her father pulled her to the side.

            "Yea dad?"

            "Well Hermione, I know this isn't the time or place to tell you, but I didn't want to write you at school and get you all worried, though your mother thinks I will do just that and write you. But I know you sweetie, and if I tell you at school, you will rush home. But telling you here, you have to get to school." Her father said looking at Hermione's confused face.

            "Um, dad… Okay what do have to say?"

            "Well you see, tomorrow the doctor needs me to come in, to take a blood test-Wait don't say nothing yet. I know what is the big deal about a blood test" He had stopped Hermione before she interrupted him. "Well, I am going for a test for cancer, but baby don't worry about it. He is just making sure. Nothing to get worked up about. OH, look at the time 10:55 better get going okay? And don't worry about a thing, okay? You pass all your classes for me okay? I love you sweetie." Her father pulled her into a hug, as she saw tears brimming her eyes.

            He took off his cap he always wears and put it over Hermione's head. This was his favorite hat.

            Choking on her words, she said "Dad are you sure that it's no big deal? Ill be home for Christmas okay? I love you too dad" She gave him a hug, and before he could answer, the warning bell for the train was ringing.

            "Get going Hermione. Bye see you at Christmas." He kissed her forehead and pushed her gently towards the barrier and he walked to his wife who was waiting in the parking lot, smiling softly at his daughters retreating back.

            "Oh Brian you didn't tell her now did you?" Anne said in a very much Hermione like tone and crossed her arms across her chest.

            Brian smirked. "Of course I didn't my love" He tried to use his charm by giving his wife a soft kiss. Chuckling lightly as his wife swatted his arm.

            "Brian, you are our daughter, you could never lie. What did you tell her?"
           

            "All in do time, Ann, all in do time." He heard the Hogwarts express leave and said softly. "Goodbye Hermione." And opened the car door open for his wife, and stepped in him self, and drove off.

            Dropping her bags and taking only her school clothes in her bag with her, she went to find Ronald Weasley, and Harry Potter, her best friends since she came to Hogwarts. Quickly trying to put her father's words in the back of her head, she pushed the cap down farther over her head and eyes, and walked forward head held high. Past experiences here, have taught her, head up, and eyes straight.  

            Walking to the back of the train, she found the two pigs she was looking for. The reason why you would call them pigs at the moment, was they weren't on the train for more then 5 minutes, and they were stuffing there faces with chocolate frogs, and Bertie Botts Every flavor Beans.

            "Wow some things never will change shall they?" she giggled as she slid the compartment door closed.

            "Well mom we were hungry, do you mind?" Harry said sarcastically. Hermione though wasn't mad, rather happy. Harry was doing better each day. Sirus Black, his last family member, the one who truly cared, died. 'I mean who could count the Dursleys as family' And she guess being at Ron's house, he was doing better. He looked healthier. Not all skin and bones. He still had his raven messy black hair, with his glasses shapely put onto his face, looking actually good on him. She also could tell he had gotten a soft tan, she guessed from playing quidditch at Ron's house and being in the sun. And it also looked like he got a bit more buffed. A perfect look for him. 'Wow' Hermione though. 'Not only is he the most popular wizard, he now looks, well…rather good.' And as he stood to hug her, she realized he was around 6'0. He was wearing a light blue faded shirt, with faded blue jeans. But as long as he is happy, everything would hopefully be a little better for him.

            And Ron, well…All Hermione could think was, little boy grown into a man. He decided to grow his flaming red hair long, until his shoulders, and he kept in a little rubber band, that his father, Author Weasley had gotten from work. He also grew from his lanky figure, into a height of 6'4, with a medium built, like Harry, from qudditch. His freckles he was starting to grow out, but you could still see faint of them on his cheeks and his nose. Which in her opinion she thought was cute. He was wearing one of his classic sweaters with 'R' sewed in by his mother, and brown khakis. Alas, him like Harry was about to hug her.           

            "Ron. No way! Wipe your hands, I am not getting chocolate on my new clothes!" she half laughed, half screamed.

            "And why not Granger? If I'm not mistaken, chocolate is the color of mud…So there you go. Mudblood." She didn't even have to turn around to hear the smirk in his voice. Him, she's never like this voice. Since the first day he tried to use Harry for friendship.

            "Well, Malfoy, you're always here to make a powerful entrance huh?" Hermione asked.

            "You know it Granger. Why don't you turn around so we can see that pretty mudblood face." Him self, Parkison, and his two thugs he is always with started laughing.

            Draco's P.O.V

            Ah, school. Fabulous. My last year. Better make it memorable. And also might as well get the intrusion over with. Pansy was annoying the bloody hell out of me. Talking about the marriage. Eww, I still can't believe I have to marry…her…that. Wow, I need to sit.

            As we walked not even bothering to look for the trio's compartment, since they always sat there. Since the door was open ajar. So we became quiet as a mouse. A popular Slytherian traite. We all heard the little mudblood screaming about chocolate on her. So we made our entrance.       

            You could tell they weren't happy to see there favorite enemy. Especially after my comment about her.

            "Well, Malfoy, you're always here to make a powerful entrance huh?" Granger asked.

            "You know it Granger. Why don't you turn around so we can see that pretty mudblood face." After that, he and his friends began to laugh.

            She did what I told her to do. And thank God I am a Malfoy, and that I was able to hold my shock in, for when she turned around, gone was the bushy hair. Now it was just softer curls, about to the middle of her back. She still had her chocolate brown eyes but it suited her perfectly. And her lips, at the moment were in a straight line, but even though it was, you could tell, her bottom lip was full, and a light red. My guess is because she bites them all the time, her skin looked soft and creamy. A beautiful skin tone. And her body. She had a petite figure. Around 5'3. Well, I guess what they say is true. Everybody loses there ugly duckling stage. Or so my mother had told me. She had use to read that muggle story behind my fathers back. Because if he knew my mother was reading it to me, well lets just say, my mother would have been dead a lot sooner. Granger looked like she had developed quite nicely. Or maybe it's just the first time I noticed.

            "Hmm, now you're shutting up now how? Well do us all a favor and take your pug face girlfriend and your two beefy body guards and get out. Shit cant we have one moment, were you never bother us. I happen to want to enjoy my last year mind you. And it would be great without you in our faces. Comprehend?" Granger told me. Well she better watch that quick mouth of hers. She doesn't know who she is talking to.

            "Granger, got a mouth this year huh? Well you better watch your self, and that tongue. Never know when a little Gryffindor is all alone at night in a hallway. Wouldn't want to make someone mad enough that they will take action hmm?" I said, with a small sinister laugh. I guess she really was losing patience because she took out her wand, and pointed it at my throat. But though, just as quick as she did that, my gang all pulled there wands out and pointed it at Hermione, while Harry and Ron now pulled out there wands and were pointing it at me.

            "You wouldn't do anything Granger, other maybe then a little hex. You don't have the real power to do anything notorious. Come I dare you. Do the Crutacius curse huh? Lets see if you will actually do it." I laughed lightly.

            "No because you see unlike you. I don't use my powers to hurt people. No matter how much of slime they are." As she said her last words she pushed the tip of her wand into my throat a little harder, and then pulled her arm down, as did my crew, and her friends. Bad move I thought. As quick as you could blink, I had wrapped my arm around her neck, and pulled her back to my chest.

            Her friends were quick to react. "Tsk Tsk Tsk. I wouldn't do that guys." to prove a point I put a tighter grip around my neck as she struggled. Then I bent my head down to her short figure and whispered in her ear.

            "Don't move so much. Less pain. Now you see Granger, there are many things I could do right now. But you see, I'll wait. I am going to wait until the nights you get so scared, and look behind your back when no one is actually there. Until that one night you will see me. And that will be your worst nightmare. You see…"  I moved my mouth from her ear to her temple, as her struggles became less and less. "I could do worst things then Lord Voldemort Hermione. Watch your back for now mudblood." I kissed her temple and threw her into Potter and Weasley.

            As I was walking out I caught her eye and she glared. Glared as hard as she could while holding onto her friends.

            'Well my little mudblood, don't worry. We will have some fun this year, I laughed as I went to the front part of the train. My crew following behind me.     

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Christina