"ALL ABOARD!" Hermione jumps at the loud yell of the conductor. Her books scattered all over the platform.

"What a clutz!" she hears from behind her, and several girls giggle.

She hurriedly picks up her books and clutches them to her chest as she rushes along the side of the train. All of the cars are full except for the very last one where a girl with long, silver-blonde hair is seated. Hermione timidly taps on the door. "Is anyone sitting here?" she asks uncertainly.

The girl looks up with a dreamy expression. "Oh no. I'm all alone, as usual."

Hermione smiles nervously extending a hand. "Thank you… I'm Hermione, Hermione Granger. And you are…?"

"I'm Luna Lovegood." The girl stares at Hermione's extended hand. "You are wearing sixth-year robes, but I haven't seen you before." She states bluntly.

"I'm a transfer student." Hermione says. "I just found out I was a witch."

"That's very interesting." Luna mutters, but she doesn't seem very interested in Hermione anymore. Luna hums as she stares at something on the ceiling that Hermione can't see.

Hermione sighs. Of course she picks the crazy girl to sit next to. Well at least she can relax now. She pulls out one of her schoolbooks and starts reading.

All of a sudden there is loud shouting in the hallway. Hermione stands up and opens the door to see what is going on and surprisingly Luna follows.

In the hallway a dark-haired professor is pulling two sixth-year boys apart by the collars of their robes. The boys are disheveled and one is wearing broken glasses. The blonde one has a long cut on his cheek but despite all that, he is rather attractive Hermione finds herself thinking, and blushes. Just then the blonde boy looks up and for a second, their eyes lock. Embarrassed, she drops her gaze. The professor leads the boys away, and Hermione and Luna take their seats again.

"Who was that?" Hermione whispers to Luna.

"Don't you know Harry Potter?" Luna looks at Hermione curiously. "He is the one who defeated He Who Must Not Be Named."

Oh, the boy with the glasses. Hermione has read about him.

"Not him, the—"

Luna cuts her off. "That's Professor Snape, the potions master. You don't want to cross him."

"And the blonde boy?" Hermione squeaks quickly, before she can loose her nerve.

"That's Draco Malfoy," Luna says, and frowns slightly. "He isn't very nice."

Just then there is a sharp rap at the door of the car. Hermione reaches out to see what is going on now and Professor Snape sweeps in. He gives Hermione and Luna a long gaze.

"You," he says, narrowing his eyes at Hermione. "Your name."

"Hermione Granger, sir."

"I haven't seen you before. What house are you in?"

"I'm new… I haven't been sorted yet."

"Interesting…" he mutters. He pulls two wands from his sleeve and hands them to Hermione. Well Ms. Granger, I saw you watching what just transpired between Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy. These are their wands. Don't give them back to them before we have arrived at school. If there are any further problems, I expect you to snap their wands as they will be dismissed immediately, and won't be needing them." He says with a snarl.

"Ye-yes sir." Hermione stutters, and Snape slams the door shut.

Hermione feels overwhelmed and confused but as she turns to Luna, she sees that the strange girl is staring off into space again. Hermione tries to clear her mind as they get closer to the school, but for some reason all she can see is Draco's eyes.