Hermione heaved her trunk onto the gleaming Hogwarts Express. She waved good-bye to her parents and then (since she was now able to do magic) shrank her trunk to fit in her pocket. Boys so far had seemed to appreciate her body a lot more. Her attire consisted of form fitting jeans, and a light blue halter. She was starting to feel like backing out of the whole noticeable thing now. She wasn't one for attention, she had simple had wanted fun. Once in the heads cabin, she fished out her Hogwarts; A History novel and settled in one of the comfy seats.

Hogwarts founders had created four houses one for each, and each house taking the surname of its founder. The Famous 4 (Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Helga Hufflepuff) were incredibly talent--

SLAM

Draco Malfoy hurried into the heads compartment locking the door against the cries 'Drakie poo, let me in.'

Hermione smirked at his misfortune (she was his enemy after all) and tried to turn back to her book, and was about to start where she left off when

"What are you smiling at?"

"A Ferret pushing away a pug."

"Hilarious."

"How in the world you got head boy I don't know, but keep your limited vocabulary to yourself."

Next thing Hermione knew, Malfoy had her pinned to the wall of the compartment, him less than a foot away from her.

"Never, you dirty mudblood, never cross paths with me like that again, or I will make your life miserable, hell will seem like heaven."

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Dumbledore's speech was listened to by Hermione as was the hats song. It was the same thing about house unity. The food appeared on the golden plates promptly, and Ron and Harry transfigured into pigs.

"Gross Isn't it?" Ginny Weasley plopped into the seat next to her as they watched the boys in disgusted awe.

"I know, but boy will be boys. Figures, Sports and Food are there only priorities." She replied, summer has been kind to them though.

It was true. Harry and Ron had 2/3 the female population looking at them. With Harry's adorably messy black hair and gorgeous green eyes (not to mention muscles) there wasn't a girl who didn't go weak in the knees. Ron was TALL! He towered a head and a half over Hermione (but she was fairly short sooo, yeah) he also had muscles though and his copper hair with baby blue eyes naturally made him appear attractive.

"Mione…. Look. At. Him." Ginny whispered into her ear.

Hermione slowly turned her head to see what the other third of the female population had been ogling at. Draco Malfoy. She didn't notice on the train (she was too angry to be observant at the time) but wow. His pale complexion and blonde white hair merged well together while as she looked in his eyes, it was like looking out on the ocean, at night with the full moon shining on the water. And boy did he look strong he had more muscles than either Harry or Ron. There was something else in his eyes, though that made her give him a second look. There was something underneath all the malice, it was pain. Oh god Hermione, don't think about that!!!!! You know fully well that your curiosity is gonna make you do something you'll regret! Stop it! Look away. Good, good job hermio—OWWWWWWWWWW, Oh no… not now! My medicine, where's the damn medicine! Hermione's disease pains and weakens the important organs in her body, and it attacks at random hours. It was her lungs this time. Blinding, white-hot pain spread through her throat as she coughed and hacked. All she heard were screams and shouts as blackness ebbed away at her vision. She heard a final 'HERMIONE!' as she blacked out and let the black void claim her.