Hermione's Personalities

By Pottersgurl07

AN: Hey ppls, I'm finally back after the hurricane. (We didn't get hit, but were prepared for it anyway). So now I'm ready to post chapter four and I'm still open to suggestions for the story b/c sometimes I get writers block and I don't want to come up with something that you all wouldn't like. Also, Hermione's other personality is Krista b/c I know someone said that they got confused on which one i'm talking about. Hope this helps.

Chapter Four: Krista Goes To Hogwarts

'I'm glad that stupid train ride is over.' Krista thought, getting off the train. She had finally come up with a name that she thought suited her, so she wouldn't confuse herself with which 'Hermione' she was. 'What a dumb name 'Hermione' is, anyway. Who the hell would name their daughter Hermione anyway?' she thought sourly.

Krista walked down the sidewalk, with Harry and Ron, as they headed to the carriages.

In the distance, she could hear Hagrid calling all of the first years to follow him to the boats.

'What an oaf, he's lucky he could fit his fat rump in a little boat at all.' She thought with disgust.

She let Ron and Harry go up ahead of her, so she could talk to Draco along the way to the carriages.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the ferret with the icy glare." She said making sure to brush against Draco's arm as she passed him.

"Well, well, well," He mimicked. "If it isn't the mudblood, with the know-it-all attitude."

Krista hated being called a know-it-all, she didn't mind being called a mudblood, but the 'know-it-all' was really pissing her off.

'No worries, I have a lot of things up my sleeve for Draco Malfoy. Oh, yes, I'm going to make him wish he had never called me a mudblood or a know-it-all. And when I'm done with him he never will again.' She thought menacingly.

She just glared at him and kept right on walking past. He just gave her that big triumphant smirk he usually made when he knew that he had won a round.

Krista walked on to the carriage and got in with Harry and Ron who were already there waiting for her.

They finally got into the Great Hall, and were seated. Professor McGonagall walked up to the stool at the front with a roll of parchemnt in her hands and all the first year students walking in a group behind her.

'This is going to be a long feast.' Krista thought, rolling her eyes in annoyance.

After the sorting ceremony, Dumbledore stood up and the room immediately became silent.

"Welcome back to another year at Hogwarts. I have a few announcements I would like to make, so everyone listen closely. The Forbidden Forest is, of course, forbidden to all first year students. Also, Mr.Filtch would like me to remind you that no one is allowed out of their dormitories after curfew and no magic is allowed to be performed in the corridors between classes. We also have a new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Mason."

The man stood up and bowed his head as everyone clapped. He was rather tall, about six-five, with a black mustache and black hair. His eyes were the color of the ocean and lit up with the candlelight when he looked up from bowing his head.

As the clapping died down, the new Professor sat down and Dumbledore had one more thing to say.

"Tuck in." He said, before sitting down. The food immediately appeared on the golden plates.

Everyone started eating and talking about what they had all done over their summer and saying how much they missed each other.

Ron's eyes lit up at the sight of the food and he started piling mashed potatoes and fried chicken onto his plate, while putting big scoops of it into his mouth, before it could make it all the way to his plate.

'Ugh!' Krista thought disgustedly. She had just lost her appetite upon seeing the redheaded weasel stuffing all that food into his mouth at once and chomping on it with his mouth open.

Krista looked over at Harry and something in her felt sorry for him. He was just eating little bites of food at a time and staring off into space.

Awww, he looks so sad and alone.' Krista felt Hermione trying to break free so she could go comfort him, but Krista wasn't having it, no matter how much it gave her a headache.

She decided that she had better get out of there before Hermione started fighting her too much.

She said a good-bye to Harry and Ron, saying that she didn't feel good, and walked briskly out of the Great Hall. Not knowing that a certain blonde Slytherin was right on her trail, without being obvious that he was following her.

Krista was on her way to Gryffindor tower, when she heard someone walking up fast behind her.

She stopped and turned around, seeing that it was Draco Malfoy who was following her.

He thought that he was well hidden from her by going into the shadows, but she knew that he was there. She decided to act dumb and kept on walking up to Gryffindor tower, her head held high. All of a sudden an arm wrapped around her waist and swung her around, pushing her up against the wall. She looked up and her eyes met with the icy-blue-eyed Slytherin himself. She giggled, knowing that he was going crazy with wonder as to why she had called him gorgeous on the platform.

"What are you laughing at mudblood." Draco said darkly.

"I don't know, why are you sneaking up on me instead of being at the First of the Year Feast, where your supposed to be." She replied teasingly.

"Last time I checked, Granger, you were supposed to be at the feast, as well." He said tauntingly.

Krista leaned her head back on the wall and tilted her chin up, licking her lips as she stared up into his eyes, daring him to kiss her.

She wanted to feel his lips on hers so bad that she could already taste him on her tongue.

Draco glanced at her lips then forced his eyes back to hers. He stared at her for few silent minutes.

'Is goody-goody Granger actually flirting with me?' He thought with a smirk.

She had changed so much from the last time he had seen her. She no longer had the bushy hair anymore and it was now straight and shiny, going down to the middle of her back. Her chocolate brown eyes stared up at him with that new teasing glint they seemed to constantly have, now.

She looked really sexy with her lips twisted into a kissable smirk, but he knew that he shouldn't be here with her. He especially shouldn't be pressing her up against the wall in the intimate position that they were in, right now.

She was a mudblood and lower than scum, but there was something about her that intrigued him so. He didn't know what it was, but he was willing to take the time to find out.

"Granger, are you flirting with me?" He said with a sexy smirk.

"I don't know Draco, am I?" She said rubbing the inside of her leg against the outside of his.

Draco surpressed a groan and looked at her in shock.

'She's is flirting with me! Why would she do that when we've been enemies for six years? What's changed since last year?' He thought, very confused.

"Granger, what are you playing at?" He said through clenched teeth.

"I'm not playing at anything, Draco. Can't a girl flirt with a sexy guy, with no questions asked?" She said laughing.

"I'm supposed to be your worst enemy. So, excuse me for being curious as to why you're flirting with me." He replied pushing his hips a little closer to her.

"Draco, I do believe that you're getting a bit excited over this little conversation we're having." She said rubbing her hips against his tell-tale buldge.

'Damnit what is wrong with her?' He thought, trying to keep his moan from coming out. He didn't want her to think that she was actually turning him on, but he couldn't really hide it with her standing so close to him, especially with her rubbing against him like that.

He backed away from her, desperatly wanting to do anything but that, but not wanting her to know. She looked up at him knowingly and smirked.

"I gotta go, Draco. But, I look foward to having another little chat soon." she said playfully as she deliberately brushed against him with a promising look.

Draco looked after her, watching as she was walking away. He groaned softly at the delicate swing of her hips, watching until she was out of view.

'Damn I need a cold shower.' he thought, walking down to the dungeons.

TBC...