The fall of Dark

"The New Girl"

All of the faces inside the Great Hall were shocked, amused and scared. "A ghost." One of the Ravenclaw students murmured. There was a long silence; 'Hermione Granger' finally said something, "I'm sorry." She whispered. "But I think I entered the wrong room." She added on. The look so confused. "Who are you?" Ron asked abruptly. "Now, now. Mr. Weasley, that is not how we ask a question." The headmistress interrupted. The mysterious girl smiled. "Hermia, My name is Hermia Heaverwell." She said. Draco looked at her and studied her features. Could this be the same girl that saved him from his near-to-death experience? The girl that sacrificed her life for him was now standing in front of him. "You're not…Granger." He hissed still looking at her. Hermia's eyes met his. Hermia showed her puzzled face and asked: "Granger? May I know who that might be?" she asked still with a smile spread across her face. Before Malfoy could even say a word, McGonagall interrupted them. "Let's get our little discussion here somewhere else, private. Everyone! Get back to your dormitories. NOW!" she howled. "And the three of you, including you, Ms. Heaverwell, please come with me." She added on. Harry, Malfoy, Ron and Hermia followed the headmistress. Harry's eyes were locked at her and he's pretty sure that Ron and Malfoy are doing the same. "How can you tell the difference, Malfoy?" Harry whispered. "What are you mumbling about, Potter?" Malfoy replied back, annoyed. "What are your names, by the way?" Hermia asked as she stopped to look at them. "I'm Harry, he's Ron and um…he's" Harry barely spoke as he stared at Hermia which resembles Hermione. "Malfoy. Draco Malfoy." He said with full voice. "Well, nice to meet you, then." She said and continued on walking.

Not soon enough, they reached the headmistress' office. They all sat down and waited for McGonagall to speak.

"So, Miss Hermia, I must say, how did you get here in the first place?" she asked sharply.

"I don't know, really. I just entered one door from Oxford University and then when I entered, here I am. I tried to look for another door but there was none." She mumbled, sadly. "Lies." Draco said. "Excuse me? Are you saying that I am telling a lie?" she asked furiously. "Probably, we don't even know you, for the first place. Then you showed up here at Hogwarts like that, what is that you do? Magic?" he asked sternly, leaving Hermia jaw dropped. "Magic doesn't exist." She mumbled. Harry, Ron and Malfoy started to laugh, for which the only phrase that Hermione Granger will not say is that, but the problem is, she is not Hermione…or is she?

"Stop." The headmistress hissed, looking rather annoyed. "We can't let you go. Not this time, because…" she barely said.

"because?" Hermia asked. "You are after all, Hermione Granger." She hissed.

The three boys lead Hermia in her room and somehow found time to talk to her privately. "So, Hermia, is it? You don't believe in magic?" Harry asked with a chuckle. "No, I simply don't." she said sternly, quietly, strangely. "The likes of you are not welcome here." Draco proclaimed finding his voice again and chuckled trying if she is going to back fire, but the interesting part is that she didn't. "Malfoy! What the bloody hell is your problem?" Ron shrieked, trying to stay calm.

Hermia met his eyes again, and Draco studies her face, he features. They are freakishly beautiful, you can't even find a single flaw in her, and those dazzling eyes of her, its like looking on the most beautiful star in the universe. She was just simply perfect, too perfect.

"No..." she whispered

"What are you saying?" Ron asked with a worried tone.

"I just simply don't belong here, I'll just tell your headmistress." She said and stood up.

Before she could even go out of the door, Malfoy grabbed and her hand.

Harry and Ron looked shocked and amazed of what Malfoy did.

"Stay." He whispered while looking down on the floor.

"Just you say so." Hermia said and flashed him his sweetest smile, and from that time on, Malfoy's life changed.