Hey guys, its Michelle. I know it has been soooooooooo long since I have updated, but you know, I kind of have a life outside of writing fanfiction, but thank you for not complaining and still reading (those of you who have just found TWI), but anyways, on with the story!
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*Hermione's Mindset*
"Dragon?"
She asked before he replied equally confused,
"Helen?"
Hermione looked back behind her to see if Dragon was still there, and he was, transparent blond hair, silver eyes, and all. She did a double take and looked back at the boy in the compartment, her eyes narrowing.
"Who are you? And how do you look like Dragon?"
She said almost spitting fire like the boy's namesake.
"Why I am Draco Malfoy, known as Dragon to my friend. Who may I ask are you, and why do you look like Helen?"
He asked her, first with a pompous air, and then ending the question with a bit of curiosity and blame.
"Helen? That's my nickname, because my name is Hermione, and she is fabled to be the daughter of Helen, and my friend tells me that I am always acting like his mother."
She replied, before hearing her Dragon behind her saying,
"Damn right."
The boy in front of her, Draco she remembered, glanced behind her with a questioning face before looking at the empty seat across from him and shrugging his shoulders.
"Come on in. It'll be interesting to learn about you."
He said before reaching out his hand to grab her suitcase. He hefted it up to the rack, struggling for a second, before getting it.
"Merlin. What do you have in there? A whole library?"
He asked her, before watching her blush and reply shyly,
"Kind of. I packed all the books from my room, and a few dozen I got from the bookstore in Diagon Alley."
She said and looking down ashamed.
"Really! How did you fit that much into your trunk? Mine only has a minor extendable charm, and my father would never let me take that many books from the manor!"
Draco said looking at her in awe.
"You have a manor?"
Hermione asked losing the point of his question.
"Of course, the Malfoy's have always lived in a manor. Don't you live in one?"
He asked her raising his brow, his question still in the back of his mind.
"No. I'm not some snotty rich kid who goes to a private school. I live in a normal 3 floor house in the middle of Crawley."
She replied, beginning to have doubts about sitting in a compartment with a rich kid.
"So you aren't a pureblood? Not that I care, I'm just wondering."
Draco asked, with a bit of defensiveness at her look of confusion.
"A pureblood? What's that? Since I have never heard of it I assume that I am not. I remember Professor McGonagall telling me that she would have to take me to Diagon Alley by Portkey because I am muggle-born. That's all I have ever heard about blood/child references."
Hermione replied smartly backing up her point.
"Oh. Well a pureblood is someone who has magical parents, and whose parents also had magical parents. A half-blood is someone with one pure/half-blood parent, and one muggle-born/muggle. And then a muggle-born is someone with muggle parents."
Draco replied listing off each type of wizard/witch on his fingers.
"But, why don't the name for muggle borns end in blood like the others?"
Hermione asked, seeing right through the cover Draco had tried to place over the rude word.
"Well, there is a word that certain bigoted purebloods who think that you must have magic in your family to deserve it, but it's not a very nice word. I don't like to use it."
Draco replied, determinately not mentioning that his father was one of the people that thought that way.
"Oh."
Hermione said, not saying anything else on the subject and falling into a stupor.
"So, how did you fit all of those books into your trunk?"
Draco asked, trying to get them off the unsettling topic, and successfully pulling her out of her stupor.
"Oh! My parents got me one of the trunks that have two compartments in them. One of them has an undetectable extension charm on it where my dad built lots of shelves for my books, and the other has a bunch of clothing racks and places to store my clothes. And then the books were all mine already. I love to read, so I always get books of every kind on my birthday. Last September when I got my Hogwarts letter, my parents got me the trunk and a few dozen books about the wizarding world and different spells. I have already practiced some of them. Would you like to see?"
Hermione said, rattling off the random information about her trunk lost in her own world of books, and then pulling out her wand with a questioning look on her face, but then she saw Draco's shocked face, that looked like he was trying to remember everything she said.
"Oh sorry. I talk really fast when I am excited. And books and magic always get me excited."
Hermione said apologizing and looking down again.
"No, you are fine. I just had to take it all in for a second. And I love books and learning too! I would love to see some of the magic you know. I know a few basic spells, like the summoning charm and the levitating charm, but that's it. I'm sure you know more than that."
He said waving her apologies away.
"I can do the levitating charm, and I've seen the summoning charm mentioned, but haven't been able to do it yet."
Hermione said, before pulling out her wand.
"I don't know too many, but I do know a few. Some of the basic ones are: Alohamora, Aguamenti, Colloportus, Diffindo, Engorgio, Expelliarmus, Ferula, Gemino, Glisseo, Incendio, Locomoter, Lumos, Molliare, Nox, Pack, Point Me, Protego, Reducio, Reparo, Scourgify, Tergeo, and like I said before, Wingardium Leviosa. That's only some of the ones I know. I learned most of them because I figured they would be useful for potions,getting to classes, or random other things. Do you want me to demonstrate something?"
She asked him, before seeing his shocked face.
"Some of those are 6th year spells! How in Merlin's name did you manage to learn all of those?"
He asked in awe.
"Just practice. I've known I was a witch for about a year, and I've had my wand for the whole year. Just practice all the time, and I learned it all."
Hermione said just shrugging it off.
"Ok, I guess that makes sense. Could you show me Aguamenti? I've never seen it actually performed before."
Draco asked, politely.
"Of course."
Hermione said, and as the she was about to say the spell, the door opened and her resulting spell made a stream of water hit the unsuspecting target right in the face.
"What the bloody hell was that?"
A/N: I hope you can guess who the person who walked in was! I hope Hermione knowing that many spells isn't too farfetched. I kind of just thought that those would be useful for her when she was in Hogwarts. This chapter kind of just presents some more background on Hermione and Draco, and not much on the invisible friend thing, but that will come back next chapter I promise! Well I hope you like it! Remember to R&R! I will see you whenever I find the time to write another chapter!