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A/N: I have recently realised that I have become obsessed with writing Draco/Hermione fanfic's and therefore have decided to try something new. I hope you like it – I'm certainly enjoying writing it! Lol – Happy reading!
Summary:
"Were two of a kind granger" he whispered, "Both friends with a highly respected and talented wizard, always standing just to the right of them".
Hermione frowned at the boy in front of her, feeling his hot breath on her cheek.
"Don't you think it's about time you found your own path?"
Standing To The Right
Chapter One: Two of a kind
"Yeah right Zabini! Like that would ever happen!"
The swarms of Hogwarts students, their siblings and parents stepped aside as the two tall seventh year boys stalked nonchalantly through the crowd towards the gleaming Hogwarts express.
"Yet again Mr. Malfoy, you have just supported my claim of your insanity!" Replied Blaise Zabini, grinning broadly at his blonde haired friend.
Hermione Granger watched as Malfoy elbowed the darker haired boy jokingly in the ribs, but grinned also.
Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini were the two most dangerous and mysterious members of the student body that graced the halls of the Hogwarts castle.
Malfoy less so then Blaise, as his temper was regularly on show during his spats with her and her friends.
But Blaise was a different matter completely.
There were many things she could say to describe him.
He was tall, almost six one for example. He had dark hair and startling blue eyes. But that did nothing to explain why he was so respected or almost feared at Hogwarts, apart from the fact that he was Draco Malfoy's closest friend.
No it wasn't any of those things.
Blaise Zabini was quiet.
Whereas Draco stormed through the hallways, cursing everyone in sight, arguing with the professors and puling out his wand anywhere, anytime; Blaise padded softly in his friends wake, never catching anyone's eye, never commenting on anything except when Draco asked his opinion or questioned him.
He was not by a long shot on excellent terms with the teachers, but instead of arguing, he tricked them, manipulated them with his clever riddles and butter wouldn't melt sarcasm.
He only ever pulled out his wand in class, because if done anywhere else, you could guarantee the area would be abandoned faster then a sinking ship.
Because the only time Blaise used his wand was when he was angry, very very angry.
"Oi Mione!"
Hermione was jolted out of her thoughts as a familiar voice yelled across the platform.
The crowds parted again as another pair of boys dashed towards the train.
However these two were grinning, joking and ……heading straight for her.
"Ooff!" she gasped as she landed on the concrete platform, underneath two very tall and muscular boys.
"Hermione!" God I missed you!" Ron Weasley grinned jumping to his feet pulling both herself and his black haired partner in crime upright.
"I would never have guessed" she laughed, throwing her arms around the red head.
"Hey mione, good to see you!" Harry potter grinned as he pulled her into a tight hug.
"The burrow just wasn't the same without you" he added and Hermione frowned.
"But I was there for five weeks!" she said confused.
"Yeah but you missed today's traumatic trip to the station" explained Ron.
"Mr. Weasley tried to phone for muggle taxi's" Harry chuckled and he and Ron started laughing uncontrollably.
Hermione just smiled at her two best friends.
"C'mon guys, lets get a compartment" she said, putting an arm around each of their waists and walking towards the Hogwarts express.
"Ron!" giggled Hermione helplessly as she was bombarded with yet another handful of Fred and George's latest invention: A splatter dart.
The seemingly sharp and deadly darts exploded with a green gooey liquid, just before contact, and Hermione was now covered, along with the majority of the Gryffindor table, professor Snape and one rather stuck up raven claw second year.
"Quick Ron!" whispered Harry, "get our esteemed head boy!"
Ron grinned and lobbed a handful of tiny black darts at Malfoy's head, over which they exploded spectacularly.
Harry and Ron simultaneously began choking with laughter and Hermione who had her back to Malfoy raised a curious eyebrow at the pair.
"What's so funny?" she inquired picking up and examining one of the little darts.
Ron pointed over her shoulder and she spun round, the dart gleaming innocently in her hand.
Her jaw dropped, as Malfoy's eyes widened in surprise then narrowed in anger as he looked from her to the dart in her hand.
"Granger!" he thundered, moving menacingly towards the petite Gryffindor girl, pulling out his wand.
"Expelliarmus!"
Suddenly, Malfoy's wand was pulled from his grasp.
Malfoy turned round to find Blaise twirling his wand between his fingers.
Hermione watched as Blaise muttered something to his friend and Draco shrugged and stalked off, muttering a cleaning charm as he went.
She turned back to face Harry and Ron again, who were still laughing, both beetroot red, when she felt a hand grip her shoulder.
Startled she looked up and came face to face with Blaise.
"To mess with a Slytherin is a brave and bold move" he murmured.
"To mess with Draco Malfoy is stupid one"
Hermione gulped.
"And to mess with me is ….." Blaise stopped as he realised that Harry and Ron were now glaring at him, both on their feet, with their wands in front of them.
Hermione shook her head at her two friends.
She turned round to face Blaise.
"And to mess with you is?" she challenged.
Blaise smirked.
"A very stupid one" he answered, before stalking after Draco in the direction of the Slytherin table.
Hermione rolled her eyes and was just about to sit down, when her arm rose of its own accord and the little dart, she was still clutching, fired itself towards none other then professor Dumbledore.
Hermione's heart sank as she watched Dumbledore's beard drip green.
She chanced a look over at the Slytherin table and frowned as she received the briefest of smirks from Blaise Zabini.