No Going Back.
Chapter 2.
Author's Note: Hey guys, I'm aware that I haven't posted on this site in about two years, but its not such a bad thing, I guess. For one, my writing is a lot more mature and refined than it used to be when I started this site (at 12) because now I'm a few months shy of 16. Aaaanyways, I'm starting to get into my life story here, heh, so lets get on with this fic!
Flashback:
She pushed her way through the crowd and peered at the lists that lined the wall. Hermione quickly scanned each list for her name. On the 9th list, she found the name Granger. Her heart pounded excitedly in her chest as she skimmed the names. Hers was at the top. Second was Ernie Macmillan from Hufflepuff. She knew him, he was okay. Elise Yeung from Ravenclaw had been in her Ancient Runes class the year before, she was a bright girl. Hermione took a deep breath and braced herself for the next name. The Slytherin. She knew this wouldn't be good.
And she was right.
It was Draco Malfoy.
Hermione Granger drew a sharp breath and backed away from the bulletin board slowly. "Wha--?"
This couldn't be happening. It was bad enough that McGonagall was putting one person from each house in a tent -- meaning that she was already going to be without her two best friends on this trip -- now the Transfiguration professor had assigned her worst enemy to live with her for an entire week?!
She stepped back in a daze only to walk into Harry's arms. His furrowed brow indicated his concern. "Whats wrong, Mione?" He held her at arms length to peer at the bulletin.
Harry's worried green eyes quickly scanned the posted sheets, searching for Hermione's name. Lately... he'd been feeling some... feelings for her. Of course they'd been best friends since their first year of Hogwarts but upon starting their 6th year, Hermione had shown up looking like a girl. Not that he hadn't known before she was a girl. It was just... this year, she really looked like one. Really looked like one.
Cheeks flaming, he shoved his thoughts out of his head and focused on the task at hand. Finding out who was in Hermione's tent so he could sweep in and reassure her that her situation wasn't all that bad, but of course it would be a lot better if he -- and Ron, he reminded himself -- were with her.
Ah ha! His eyes finally landed on her name, hating the fact that his heart skipped a beat when it happened. Okay, here we go. Ernie Macmillan from Hufflepuff. Not bad. Elise Yeung from Ravenclaw. What was Hermione going on about? She was better off than he was, so far.
And then he saw it. The name. Representing Slytherin was Draco Malfoy. Scratch his previous thought... she was definitely not better off than him.
He turned his body away from the sheet to face Hermione. "Oh, man. I feel for you, Hermione." Harry shot her a sympathic look and seized an opportunity to give her a hug; crush or no crush, he was still a good friend.
Hermione dully nodded. Of course that was all the comfort she was going to get. The entire Gryffindor house, along with Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, would be "feeling for her." She inhaled deeply, and when Harry's heady boy smell came across her, it finally dawned on her that she was still in his arms.
She carefully and slowly stepped out of his embrace as to not hurt his feelings. Since this year had started he'd been more... touchy-feely. No, maybe it was all in her imagination. Harry was one of her best friends. He'd never be interested in her like that, and goodness, she definitely wasn't interested in him like that.
Snapping her out of her reverie was a male voice. Not Harry's. Colder. Scornful. Oh no, not now...
Looking up, Hermione Granger came face to face with Draco Malfoy's icy blue eyes and the curl of his upper lip.
"So, Mudblood. Looks like its just you and me."
Before his spiteful words could have an effect on her, and before she could correct him by saying, no it wasn't going to be just him and her, Draco spit on the ground inches away from her feet and stalked off.
Hermione's eyes narrowed. This was going to be an interesting week... well, if she managed to not murder Draco Malfoy, anyway.
Author's Note: This was it. I'm really in the mood for writing lately, so if this goes over well I'll definitely do some more. And if you have any requests for any of my other stories, send me a message and I'll get on it. Thanks! P.S. ... could you all review please? I don't usually update unless I get a sufficient number of reviews because otherwise it doesn't feel like anyone reads this, and I do love getting feedback on how to make my work better!