HERE'S THE NEWEST CHAPTER!!! This is the one for V.I.B. syndrome that I was talking about before. Just, to let you know, I once got a very bad case of it, and it IS contiguous! I gave it to my friend! Ok, anyways, enjoy!
CHAPTER FOUR: When Hannah Montana Met Malfoy
Hannah Montana walked into King's Cross train station and glanced at her train ticket for the millionth time. She still had no idea how to get to platform 9 3/4, and was afraid to ask someone because the last person she asked had such a strong accent that she couldn't understand a thing they were saying. And here she hardly got recognized as Hannah Montana, even though she was in the wig and in one of her Hannah outfits. Professor Snape had told her that it was monitory that she went as Hannah Montana for reasons that the headmaster knew but Hannah did not.
She went up to the brick column between platforms 9 and 10 and looked around. There were people walking around with owls in cages, so she assumed that she was in the right place. She pushed her trolley to get a better look at what all the young witches and wizards had to do to get on the train.
Just then a boy with red hair and a huge smile on his face ran by with his trolley, and ran straight into the brick column! Hannah couldn't believe her eyes. He seemed to disappear into the brick. Then another boy with red hair and the same smile ran through the brick, also pushing his trolley.
Hannah looked around, wondering who she should ask for help. She didn't just want to run into a brick wall without some assistance. Then she spotted a boy about her age with white blonde hair hanging loosely over his eyes. He had pale skin and was dressed in black.
"Oooh," thought Hannah, "he needs a tan but besides that he's totally cute."
She confidently walked over to the mysterious boy and stopped in front of him. He was looking into space but immediately snapped back when he realized that Hannah was standing by him.
"May I help you?" he asked in a way that sounded just as mysterious as he looked.
"Um, yeah. This is my first year going to this school and i need to know how you get on board the train," said Hannah, smiling.
"Ok," he said "you just run right at it at a good steady speed. Don't loose control of your trolley, though. you don't want to end up on the other side with no clue where it is. Ok, just stand right here," he said, directing Hannah where to move to. "and you should make it to platform nine and three quarters just fine."
"Thank you sooo much!" Hannah said, and gave him a little hug. He just smiled a little half smile and started to walk away.
"Wait!" cried Hannah. "I don't believe I caught your name."
"Malfoy," he said. "Draco Malfoy. And you?"
"I'm Hannah Montana. Are you going to come on the platform any time soon?"
"In a bit. I'm waiting for someone," Draco said, looking around.
"Oh, ok then," Hannah said, suddenly fasteneted with her shoes.
"Actually," Draco said and Hannah looked up, "I'm gonna go with you. For all I know, the person I'm supposed to meet could be on the platform already.
"You go on and I'll be on the platform right after you."
Hannah nodded ok and turned to face the brick collum. She took a deep breath and ran at full speed toward the wall. Just when she was positive she was going to break everything in her face, she closed her eyes and felt herself actually go through the wall. She heard many more voices now and opened her eyes. She was in a completely different place which she now knew was platform nine and three quarters. It was very crowded with students with their luggage and parents that came to see their children off.
Hannah instantly longed for her dad, but she knew he couldn't make it to take her here because of Jackson's big volleyball game, which she knew was really important to him.
Hannah turned just in time to see Draco Malfoy appear from the other side of the wall.
"So, how was it?" he said and for the first time Hannah saw him smile.
"Very ... interesting," said Hannah, choosing her words carefully.
"Always is the first time," said Draco. "Hey, I'd suggest that you go find a compartment before they're all full and you have to sit with dorks."
"Hey," Hannah began, afraid of what the answer to her question might be, "can i share a compartment with you and your friends. Considering I don't have any here yet and you're the only person I've met, it would be really cool."
"Yeah, sure you can share one with us," Draco said, surprised that anyone would want to share a compartment with him and his misfit friends.
"Yay! Thank you so much," she said and they boarded the train together.
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As Draco walked along the halls of the Hogwarts Express, he wondered what had just happened. He thought back. He remembered arriving at the train station, then waiting near the platform for Pansy, where he promised her he'd wait. Then a (pretty/beautiful???) blonde girl in an out fit so crazy, it had to be American, strode over to him and started asking him about getting on the platform.He can't really remember what he told her, but it must have been helpful, considering she was now walking behind him, looking around and in the different compartments.
"Hey, Malfoy, we're over here!" Draco heard from the doorway of a few compartments ahead of where he was standing.
He looked toward where he heard the voice and saw Crabbe and Goyle standing there, waving him over.
"Follow me," he said to Hannah and walked over to Crabbe and Goyle.
"Hey, what's up?" Draco greeted his two best friends.
"Nothing," they grunted, both starring at Hannah.
"Oh, this is Hannah ..." Draco started, then realized that he didn't get her last name.
"Oh, Montana. I'm Hannah Montana," she said, smiling at their chuckles because of her rhyming name.
"Yeah, I'm guessing that you haven't heard of me. In America, I'm a famous pop singer."
"Wow, really?" asked Draco. Now that he thought of it, she did look slightly familiar.
"Yeah. This is my first year here, even though I'm starting in the middle of my fifth year," she explained.
"Ohh, I see," said Draco. "Hey, let's get in the compartment before someone else takes it, ok?" he asked and walked into the compartment after Crabbe and Goyle, Hannah following him.
"So ... Hannah," Draco said, sitting down comfortably next to her and across from Crabbe and Goyle. "Do you know what house you're in?"
"What? House? I don't get it," she said, with a confused expression on her face.
"Ok, I'll take that as a no," Draco said, smiling. "There's four different houses: There's Slytherin, that's the one we're all in, there's Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and there's Gryffindor. You get into them for your qualities," he finished.
"What's the qualities you had to get into Slytherin?" Hannah asked, scrunching up her eye brows.
"Oh, we're descendants from an everlasting line of magic relatives. Since you're muggle-born, I can already tell you that you won't be in our house."
"Oh, I see," said Hannah, looking sad for a few seconds, then turned smiley again. "What about the other houses?"
"Ok," Draco started, "for Ravenclaw you have to be intelligent, for Gryffindor you have to be brave, and everyone else gets put in Hufflepuff.."
"Awww!" Hannah squealed, "I feel sorry for the Hufflepuff people! That's probably what house I'll be in, though."
"Not necessarily. Slytherin is really the only house you can positively know you'll be in," Draco reassured Hannah.
Just then a mad looking Pansy entered the compartment.
"Draco Scorpius Malfoy!" Pansy yelled, stomping over to Draco. "How dare you keep me waiting out there, surrounded by muggles? I was out there waiting for five whole minutes! And you know I do NOT like to wait!"
"Sorry, Pansy. I was waiting for twenty minutes and you didn't come. I thought that you might already be on the train. And so here I am," Draco said and spread his arms out to emphasize his presence.
"Ok, I understand, Draco," said Pansy, instantly smiling what she probably thought was a pretty smile, but in all actuality, it was creepy.
Draco rolled his eyes so only Hannah could see. When Hannah giggled, Pansy turned her attention towards her.
"And who is this?" she asked, wiping her smile off her face as fast as it appeared and began to tap her foot.
Hannah stood up. "Hi, I'm Hannah Montana," she said in her flawless southern accent, sticking her hand out for Pansy to shake.
"Hello, pleasure to meet you," she said in her snooty voice. "At least I don't have a name that rhymes," she then said, only loud enough for Draco to hear.
"Would you like to sit down?" Hannah asked, scooting over to make room in between her and Draco.
"Yeah, ok," Pansy said, shrugging her shoulders as she sat down. "Hey, Hannah, wanna hear a secret?" she asked, and without waiting for an answer, she leaned over and cupped Hannah's ear. "I have V.I.B. Syndrome," she whispered quietly, but not quiet enough for Draco not to overhear. "It stands for ..." Pansy said, and looked around. "Very itchy butt."
Draco rolled his eyes at Pansy again. It was just going to be another Pansy-filled Hogwarts year.
Or so he thought ...
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