A/N Sorry I didn't say this before. This fic takes off after GoF. They're
in 5th year. The summary isn't false, I'm getting into it soon! Thanks for
the reviews :-D
Chapter 2. Hogwarts.
Hermione could only remember fragments of her dream. A stranger, wind, rain, Malfoy..love? Weird dream she thought, helping herself to a bowl of Corn Flakes. Why am I dreaming about that flobberworm?
She sat down at the table and picked up her copy of The Daily Prophet.
MALFOY, DEAD OR ALIVE??? Screamed the headline.
Underneath there was a picture of L.Malfoy, sneering up at her. She read on:
Malfoy, an ex-deatheater, has vanished. He was last seen by his wife a week ago. 'He said he had to see someone about business' Mrs Malfoy sniffed, delicately wiping her nose with a hanky. 'He sent an owl the day after he went. He said he would be back the next day as the meeting hadn't gone the way he planned. He didn't come back and he hasn't sent an owl to me. He knows how I get when I don't know where he is!' she said softly, tears coming to her eyes. 'He knows I get scared..' the tears finally spill over, rolling down a smooth cheek.
Is Malfoy in trouble? As we all know, he was one of the many wizards and witches that followed He Who Must Not Be Named. Who was he meeting? Why did it go wrong? Draco Malfoy was not available to interview.
Watch this space for more. I, Rita Skeeter, will get to the bottom of this!
Hermione stared at the paper in shock. Dracos' father, missing? Something fishy was going on. And knowing her luck, it would involve Harry.
'There goes my nice, normal year.again' she said to her Corn Flakes.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Hermione sat waiting for Harry and Ron on platform 9. Usually, she would have went through to platform 9 ¾, but she needed help getting her trunk, vanity case (cleverly disguised as a handbag), book bag and Crookshanks out of her parents car. She would defiantly need help getting them onto the train.
She laughed to herself. Me, having a vanity case? Who would have thought?
Over the summer, she had regularly visited Diagon Valley. On one particular day, she had found a new shop. Not knowing what it sold, she went in. From that day, she had been a different Hermione. At first, it was the bottle of Nancy-Norse-no-Frizz. She reached up and touched her hair. It was smooth and sleek for the second time in her life. Then it was the Luscious-lip- Lipstick. After that it was Long-Lash-lotion, Baby-Bright-eye, Nancy-Norse- Nice-Nails and Smooth-Skin-solution. She had about every colour that the shop sold. This year, she thought, no one will make fun of my looks.
'I can't see her anywhere' said a familiar voice. Hermione looked around. Harry and Ron were standing about a meter away and they couldn't see her. Boys!!
'Hello Ron' she drawled 'looking for me?'
Harry and Ron stared open-mouthed at her. It was making her feel self- conscious. She may have changed her look, but she was still the nose-in-the- book, in-the-library. Miss-know-it-all Hermione Granger.
'Wh.you..hey Hermione' stuttered Ron, going bright red. 'We were looking for you.'
'I guessed. Why'd it take you so long to find me?' she asked.
'Your hair, it's changed...we didn't notice you with normal ha-OW!! Why'd you poke me Harry?!'
Hermione glared at Ron.
'So you're saying that you didn't notice me with normal hair. You're saying that the only reason you could find me before was because of my hair!!'
'I'm...sorry. It was a shock, that's all. It's really nice. You look great, better than ever. Have I grovelled enough yet?' Ron asked.
Hermione and Harry burst out laughing. It was getting harder and harder to stay made at Ron. He made them laugh to much.
'Yes you have.well, nearly. I'll forgive you if you bring all of my back through to the platform and put them on for me.' She said, trying to hide her grin.
'Ok, ok. Just never say I don't do anything for you!' Ron grumbled.
Harry, feeling sorry for Ron, decided to help him. The casually walked, well, as casually as you can carrying three trunks and any extra they had!, and disappeared through the wall.
Hermione was just about to do the same when Crookshanks gave an almighty leap, and got out of his travel cage.
'Crookshanks no! Get back here. CROOKSHANKS!!!' Hermione yelled, not noticing that people had stopped to stare.
She dropped the cage and gave chase.
'When I get my hands on you I'll.I'll..' She shouted at the fleeing cat.
She was gaining on him. He was never a long distance runner, or walker for that matter! She got ready to pounce when..WHAM!!! She had ran straight into somebody and was now tangled up with them on the floor. She got up and grabbed Crookshanks as he tried to jump over her.
'You silly cat!' she breathed.
She looked down to find the person she ran into already getting up.
'I am SO sorry. My cat got out of his cage and I was afraid I'd lose him and-'
'Oh shut up Granger!' the person said. 'Your stupid cat got away and you wanted to get him back. Don't need to make a novel out of it!'
Hermione looked at the man standing in front of her and gasped.
Oh no!, she thought, of all the people in the train station, of all the people on this platform, I have to run into this one.
'I said I was sorry' she said defiantly.
'Not yet' he sneered 'but you will be'
And with that Draco Malfoy turned and walked away.
Chapter 2. Hogwarts.
Hermione could only remember fragments of her dream. A stranger, wind, rain, Malfoy..love? Weird dream she thought, helping herself to a bowl of Corn Flakes. Why am I dreaming about that flobberworm?
She sat down at the table and picked up her copy of The Daily Prophet.
MALFOY, DEAD OR ALIVE??? Screamed the headline.
Underneath there was a picture of L.Malfoy, sneering up at her. She read on:
Malfoy, an ex-deatheater, has vanished. He was last seen by his wife a week ago. 'He said he had to see someone about business' Mrs Malfoy sniffed, delicately wiping her nose with a hanky. 'He sent an owl the day after he went. He said he would be back the next day as the meeting hadn't gone the way he planned. He didn't come back and he hasn't sent an owl to me. He knows how I get when I don't know where he is!' she said softly, tears coming to her eyes. 'He knows I get scared..' the tears finally spill over, rolling down a smooth cheek.
Is Malfoy in trouble? As we all know, he was one of the many wizards and witches that followed He Who Must Not Be Named. Who was he meeting? Why did it go wrong? Draco Malfoy was not available to interview.
Watch this space for more. I, Rita Skeeter, will get to the bottom of this!
Hermione stared at the paper in shock. Dracos' father, missing? Something fishy was going on. And knowing her luck, it would involve Harry.
'There goes my nice, normal year.again' she said to her Corn Flakes.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Hermione sat waiting for Harry and Ron on platform 9. Usually, she would have went through to platform 9 ¾, but she needed help getting her trunk, vanity case (cleverly disguised as a handbag), book bag and Crookshanks out of her parents car. She would defiantly need help getting them onto the train.
She laughed to herself. Me, having a vanity case? Who would have thought?
Over the summer, she had regularly visited Diagon Valley. On one particular day, she had found a new shop. Not knowing what it sold, she went in. From that day, she had been a different Hermione. At first, it was the bottle of Nancy-Norse-no-Frizz. She reached up and touched her hair. It was smooth and sleek for the second time in her life. Then it was the Luscious-lip- Lipstick. After that it was Long-Lash-lotion, Baby-Bright-eye, Nancy-Norse- Nice-Nails and Smooth-Skin-solution. She had about every colour that the shop sold. This year, she thought, no one will make fun of my looks.
'I can't see her anywhere' said a familiar voice. Hermione looked around. Harry and Ron were standing about a meter away and they couldn't see her. Boys!!
'Hello Ron' she drawled 'looking for me?'
Harry and Ron stared open-mouthed at her. It was making her feel self- conscious. She may have changed her look, but she was still the nose-in-the- book, in-the-library. Miss-know-it-all Hermione Granger.
'Wh.you..hey Hermione' stuttered Ron, going bright red. 'We were looking for you.'
'I guessed. Why'd it take you so long to find me?' she asked.
'Your hair, it's changed...we didn't notice you with normal ha-OW!! Why'd you poke me Harry?!'
Hermione glared at Ron.
'So you're saying that you didn't notice me with normal hair. You're saying that the only reason you could find me before was because of my hair!!'
'I'm...sorry. It was a shock, that's all. It's really nice. You look great, better than ever. Have I grovelled enough yet?' Ron asked.
Hermione and Harry burst out laughing. It was getting harder and harder to stay made at Ron. He made them laugh to much.
'Yes you have.well, nearly. I'll forgive you if you bring all of my back through to the platform and put them on for me.' She said, trying to hide her grin.
'Ok, ok. Just never say I don't do anything for you!' Ron grumbled.
Harry, feeling sorry for Ron, decided to help him. The casually walked, well, as casually as you can carrying three trunks and any extra they had!, and disappeared through the wall.
Hermione was just about to do the same when Crookshanks gave an almighty leap, and got out of his travel cage.
'Crookshanks no! Get back here. CROOKSHANKS!!!' Hermione yelled, not noticing that people had stopped to stare.
She dropped the cage and gave chase.
'When I get my hands on you I'll.I'll..' She shouted at the fleeing cat.
She was gaining on him. He was never a long distance runner, or walker for that matter! She got ready to pounce when..WHAM!!! She had ran straight into somebody and was now tangled up with them on the floor. She got up and grabbed Crookshanks as he tried to jump over her.
'You silly cat!' she breathed.
She looked down to find the person she ran into already getting up.
'I am SO sorry. My cat got out of his cage and I was afraid I'd lose him and-'
'Oh shut up Granger!' the person said. 'Your stupid cat got away and you wanted to get him back. Don't need to make a novel out of it!'
Hermione looked at the man standing in front of her and gasped.
Oh no!, she thought, of all the people in the train station, of all the people on this platform, I have to run into this one.
'I said I was sorry' she said defiantly.
'Not yet' he sneered 'but you will be'
And with that Draco Malfoy turned and walked away.