Welcome to Hogwarts

"You're Harry Potter aren't you?"

"Yeah"

"My name's Hermione. And yours would be?"

"Ron"

"Well it's a pleasure meeting the both of you but I must be going. Perhaps I'll see you around school then?"

"Sure"

"I suppose"

Hermione exited the compartment and took a few steps. Immediately she started sprinting back to her compartment thankful to see that no one was in there. She couldn't wipe the smile off of her face. She just had the most wonderful conversation of her life no matter how short it was. Hermione decided it was time to change and get ready to leave he train.

Hermione was anxiously waiting for her name to be called, praying to all the gods that she would be chosen for Gryffindor. Can you blame her, Harry was in that house.

"Hermione Granger"

Hermione felt like fainting. She nervously walked up to the stool and had the hat placed on her head.

"Quite the intellect, aren't you but there's a strong heart residing within you. Slightly difficult. Alright Gryffindor!"

Hermione jumped of the stool, placed the hat on the stool, and almost ran to the table and sat next to Harry. She didn't really pay attention from then on. Instead she was marveling at the fact that the next seven years of her life will be a dream. Maybe, if her luck held up, she and Harry would become friends.

After the feast Professor Dumbledore chose to say a few words. Stating that students weren't to go in to the Forbidden Forest or the Corridor on the right hand side, third floor. Hermione made her way with the rest of the first years towards the Gryffindor common room by following Percy, the current perfect. She entered and was astounded at the sight before her eyes. The common room had plushy arm chairs and a roaring fire crackling merrily in its grate. The wall was littered with pictures of characters that were unfamiliar to Hermione. What started her most about the paintings was that they were all moving in some way. Either playing a game of chess or leaving their canvas altogether. She was suddenly brought rudely back to reality. Percy was explaining that the girls were to follow the stairs and turn right and the same with the boys to the left. As Hermione got ready for bed she was going over what had happened today and what she was going to do in the future.

She didn't know what to feel about Harry now that there was a far chance that they would become friends. She wondered if what she felt was just a simple school girl crush or something more. Hermione was starting to doubt it was love. She had barely said a sentence to him. Not to mention he was so utterly famous. Hermione had bet that all the girls would go crazy over him the next day.

"WHAT. Get a grip Granger. You've got class tomorrow. Go to sleep"

Suddenly a new thought rushed into mind. Class. What if she was the worst seeing as she was muggle born? Hermione thought that every one probably knew so much more than she did.

"Come on now. Anything's possible. I should know that."

A smile cracked on to her face as she suddenly remembered all the wondrous things that had happened.

"Now, to sleep!"

Hermione awoke the next day with a racing heart. It was 5:30 in the morning and Hermione wasn't about to go to sleep now. She went to the bathroom and took a shower. She came back to her dorm room and quickly got dressed. She thought that she would stay down in the common for a while then go down to breakfast. As she was descending the stairs she found the common room wasn't empty. Some one was sitting on one of the couches. Hermione gasped and hastily turned around and took one step back up the stairs when she suddenly heard a voice that made her stop dead in her tracks.

A/N: Gee, I wonder who it is. This cliffhanger stuff is fun.