No money made. One shot. Alex McKen and Victoria Samms are my OC's. Everything else belongs to Rowlings.
A look at how my version of Scabior first met Hermione. Just to be clear, MeKeon and Scabior are the same age but Alex is a week older.
Scabior dragged Hermione into his tent. Behind her, she could hear Harry and Ron yelling. She silently willed the boys to shut up, they were just going to make it worse. Scabior already didn't like them being there. He only allowed them to stay because of her.
She fully expected to be led inside and thrown down onto his bed. He'd certainly been threatening it since they got back from the Malfoy Manor. Instead, he led her to the table where he had a pensieve laid out.
"Ever used one of them?" he asked, nodding at it.
"Yes, I've used one." She replied.
"Good, this should jog your memories of me, darling, I know I'm not that forgettable." He smiled wickedly at her. Hermione watched as he pulled a strand of memory from his temple and dropped it into the pensieve.
She went into the memory. As she straightened up, she found herself on the Hogwarts Express. There were two boys in the compartment, a blond and a brunette. She recognized them both. McKeon and Scabior were dressed in student uniforms. Robes were tossed on the seat beside them. Both had a Slytherin tie hung over their shoulders but not tied. They looked to be about second or third year students.
McKeon was pacing from the window to the door. Scabior was reclining on the seat, apparently trying to take a nap. After a few minutes of watching his cousin pace, he sighed.
"Ok, what's going on with you?" he asked.
"Who, me? Nothing, I'm just waiting for the trolley. I forgot to eat before we got on the train." McKeon replied.
"Yeah, try again, cousin. I know you too well. Spill it." Scabior looked at him knowingly.
McKeon rolled his eyes. Mikey was right. He knew him too well. He should have known the brat would figure it out. "All right, there's a girl in the compartment across from us. I met her last year on the train. We've been talking the past year. I'm a little nervous about seeing her now. Her name is Victoria Samms. She's had all summer to decide if she wants to risk dating a Slytherin."
"Whoa, whoa, she's not a Slytherin? Oh, Merlin, Alex! Tell me she's not a Hufflepuff!" Mikey was gaping at Alex.
"Good lord, no! I'm not that desperate, Mikey! She's a, uh, Gryfindor, ok?" Alex rolled his eyes. Mikey fell back against the seat in shock. "A Gryfindor? A bloody Gryfindor?! Alex, Gryfindor and Slytherin are not a good match, good lord, why couldn't you have met a little smarty pants Ravenclaw?"
"Just let me introduce her to you before you go off the deep end, all right? She's a very sweet girl, not like the others we've run into, Mikey, just give her a chance." Alex begged him. Mikey rolled his eyes. "Ok, ok, I'll meet the girl. If she hurts you, though, I'm killing her, just so you know."
At that moment came a knock on the door. "anything from the trolley, dearies?" asked the elderly witch. Both boys jumped for the door. Mikey just beat Alex by a step.
He watched as the door across from them slid open. A little bushy haired girl popped out. She looked like a first year. Mikey's eyebrow shot up questioningly. He looked at Alex, who rolled his eyes and shook his head. 'ah, wrong girl.' Another girl appeared. She was older with blond hair and blue eyes. She looked up, saw Alex and blushed. Alex had a big goofy grin on his face. Mikey snorted and popped Alex in the side. The little first year giggled.
"Oi, what you doing?" yelped Alex.
"You're holding up the trolley, pick something already!" he exclaimed.
Mikey picked out Bertie Botts Beans, two packs of Drobble's Blowing Gum and some Cauldron Cakes. Alex got almost the same thing except Pumpkin Pasties instead of Cauldron Cakes. Victoria got some Pumpkin Pasties and the little first year girl (who looked uncertain) didn't get anything. After the trolley went on, Alex went back to pacing their compartment. Mikey watched him some more.
He sighed, picked up his beans and gum and headed for the door. This time, Alex followed him curiously. 'what was the brat up to?' he thought. Mikey stepped over to the door cross from them and (before Alex could stop him) knocked on the door. The door opened and the little girl peered out. Before she or Victoria could invite him in, Mikey walked in, flopped down, pulled the little first year down gently beside him and spoke to her. "hello beautiful, what do they call you?"
She giggled. "Hermione Granger."
"That's a very lovely name, Hermione. My name is Michael Scabior and this is my cousin Alex McKeon. I noticed you didn't get anything from the trolley. You weren't hungry?" mikey spoke softly to her.
"I'm muggle born." She said quietly. "I've never tried any of the trolley stuff before."
Mikey had suspected that. It's why he'd brought his beans and gum with him. "Well, sweetie, you are in for a treat. These are Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans and believe me, they DO mean every flavor. This is Drooble's Best Blowing Gum. Would you like to try them?" Hermione smiled shyly and tried some of the gum. Mikey looked across to Victoria. "Sorry, I'm Mikey. How are you?"
Victoria smiled. "I'm fine. Thank you." She said, nodding toward Hermione, who was occupied trying to decide which Bean she wanted to risk trying. "I was just trying explain the different houses to her."
"I'm in Slytherin. So is Alex. Contrary to what you may or may not hear, not all Slytherins are bad, all right?" Mikey said to Hermione, who nodded wide eyed.
"I'm in Gryfindor and, as Mikey said, not all Gryfindor's are good. I've heard my parents speak of a few bad apples in Gryfindor. "Victoria told her.
"What house do you think I'll be in?" Hermione asked.
Unnoticed by any of them, three boys suddenly showed up outside the door. "the only place a Mudblood like you deserves to be, Hufflepuff!" the little blond boy in the center appeared to be the leader.
Mikey recognized the little Malfoy brat. He and Alex had been obligated to go to a birthday party a week before school started. The Malfoy brat had been there with his two bulky friends, Crabbe and Goyle.
He stood up, drew his shoulders back and did his best impersonation of his strict uncle, Severus Snape. "Apologize, Malfoy, now! Or I'll inform my Head of House and you'll be scrubbing the Potions lab floor for a month! With a toothbrush!"
Malfoy jumped in fear as he looked up at the third year. His father would kill him if he got in trouble before school even started. "I'm sorry." He, Crabbe and Goyle ran off before they got in anymore trouble.
Hermione was looking at him, wide eyed and nervous. He flopped back down beside her. "That'll teach him." She smiled and started giggling again.
"Oi, you're just a little bit scary when you do that. You know that, right?" Alex asked him teasingly.
"I learned it from the best." Mikey laughed. For the rest of the trip, he and Alex entertained Hermione and Victoria with stories of Quidditch games they had seen. Soon Victoria reminded Hermione that they needed to change into their uniforms. It was the signal for the boys to go back to their compartment and finish getting ready.
As the train stopped and students got off, he saw Hermione following two boys, a brunette wearing glasses and a ginger, towards the boats. Victoria yelled and waved at her. Hermione, who looked extremely nervous now, turned, smiled and waved back.
Hermione came up out of the memory, smiling. She looked across the table at the Snatcher. His eyes were a little darker blue than she remembered, he was definitely taller. His face had filled out, he'd finally grown into that sharply defined jawline and she had to admit to herself, 'the boy was downright handsome.'