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Dramione Fanfic: Guide to Dating a Ponce

Chapter 3: The Welcome Wagon

It was September 1st and Hermione was at the train station with her parents. She peered at the muggles who were crowding the area, they're commonness caught her interest. Her parents said that muggles knew nothing of magic or wizards. She wondered how they made their clothes or how they travel around if they had no magic. She shrugged it off and continued walking with her parents. They entered through the platform and quietly walked her to the express. They stopped right next to the express, Jean and John Granger both faced their daughter. Hermione stared at both her parents. Her mother was already in tears while her father stood strong, patting her mother's back. He stared at her hard before ALSO BURSTING INTO TEARS?

"Oh Merlin…my little girl's all grown up and going to school. Oh this might be too much to take in. *Sniff sniff*" Her father bent down to her height. From his tall exterior, he looked as if he was trying to do yoga. He kissed her cheek and patted her head like he always did when she was little. She gazed up at him displeasingly, thanking Merlin that they arrived half an hour early, so almost no one was at the station to see her being coddled by her parents. John took out a handkerchief and blew his nose, rather loudly. He stood straight and got a hold of himself, before putting on his famous pureblood smile, but Hermione knew it was only a mask he showed to the public. He was a big softie on the inside.

"Now remember what your father and I told you…" Jean said as she slowly bent down. She buttoned up Hermione's black coat and stepped back, looking at her daughter. Yes the perfect image of a pureblood princess.

"Yes Mother, since you mentioned it like 50 times already." Jean looked annoyingly at her daughter.

"And what did I say?" raising her eyebrow.

"Well I know father said to avoid boys at all cost," Her father winked at her. "Oh yes…My grades have to be all O's, I must respect all my teachers, it doesn't matter what house I get sorted in, uhh what else…don't get mixed in with the wrong crowd blah blah blah. Can I go now?" She looked pleadingly at her parents. Jean crouched down and kissed her forehead, pulling her daughter into a strong embrace. "Hermione, my little Hermione. Have I told you that your father and I met in Hogwarts?" Hermione rolled her eyes at her mother, remembering that she was told about it a thousand times already.

"Now Jean…I think we should just let this little tike go. We've kept her long enough." Her father helped, knowing his daughter was bored of standing there. Jean nodded before slowly letting Hermione go. Hermione grinned at them before walking away with her luggage case. Her parents both stared at her slow departing. Jean and John smiled at each other and clasped each other's hands. John could feel his wife's trembling from her hand. He pulled Jean's hand up and kissed the back of it affectionately. "She'll be alright Jean, no need to worry." He said.

She looked at him and smiled through her tears, "Of course not dear, I was just remembering the last time we were here. It was beautiful wasn't it?" John smiled and nodded at his wife, remembering their passionate first kiss in front of random people. "Now she's on her own adventure…" She finished, stroking the back of John's hand and leading him out of the train station.

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After a couple of minutes waiting on a bench,

"Hermione!" Someone shouted in back of her. She turned back to see 'her' Draco, walking with another girl. She placed a, hopefully, convincing smile on her face and proceeded to walk towards Draco. She peered at the face of her new enemy and sighed; it was another one of his three-month girlfriends. She was a little thing, about 2 inches shorter then herself. She had dark, black hair that was styled into a cute little bob. Her stride was straightened like any other pureblood, and her legs were covered in furry boots. Her face was pale and she had somewhat thick makeup doused onto her face. Hermione could tell that there was still a mark of foundation not fully rubbed on her chin. She snickered a little inside and hoped some people could tell.

Over the few months before Hogwarts, Draco had randomly decided to stay at his manor until the day of Hogwarts. She had also stayed at her own because she didn't want to look desperate in front of him. Also she felt that if she stayed next to him for another moment, she would yell something out that wasn't ready to be yelled out.

"Hello Draco, how was the rest of your summer?" She asked while leaning in to hug him. He embraced her with equal affection, but was pulled back by his girlfriend. His girlfriend looked sternly at him and he shrugged at her before introducing,

"It was good I guess, err Hermione, this is Pansy Parkinson. And Pansy, you know Hermione." He said grinning at both of them. Hermione looked hesitantly at Draco before smiling back at Pansy. Pansy peered interestingly at her from her spot next to Draco. She smirked before stepping up to Hermione.

"Yes, hello Hermione, Draco's told me so much about you." She drawled, shaking hands with Hermione. Hermione grinned, thinking 'maybe she is nicer than all the other girls Draco picked out'. She was happy that Draco was talking about her. She turned towards him with a smile on her face and said,

"He has? Oh how thoughtful Draco, than---."Hermione was cut off by Pansy.

"Yes, like he was telling me yesterday about how you and him always go to this one little secret hideout in the woods near Malfoy Manor." Pansy finished, her smile widening as Hermione slowly took in what she said.

"Oh…it seems I've hitten a nerve… I'm sorry Draco, was I not supposed to tell her that?" Pansy pouted at Draco innocently, Draco did not look at her, but kept his eyes on Hermione. She froze for a moment before staring at Draco. He stared into her eyes, seeing the flame slowly igniting, he was sure the storm was coming soon enough. He stepped in front of her and she reciprocated by stepping away from him.

"You…you told her?" Hermione gasped out disbelievingly. Her heart was starting to hurt as she stared straight into the eyes of her friend. All she could see was desperation and she realized what his girlfriend said was true. Draco told Pansy their most treasured secret, a secret they both swore never to tell another human being as long as they both shall live.

"Hermione, it's not what you think. I didn't tell her the exact location; it just suddenly came out when we were talking about you. It means nothing…I mean…the secret is still there." He told her, still stepping in front of her. She shook her head and could feel her heart being broken bit by bit. Did their oath mean nothing to him!?

"Draco…I just…We'll discuss this later, but until then... please don't talk to me." Hermione uttered out as she raced for the Hogwarts express. She blocked her ears of Draco's pleading and blinked her eyes, causing tears to drip down her face. The express was now packed with people trying to get settled in. Hermione lowered her head and randomly picked out a compartment. She sat herself down, avoiding the confused stares of the strangers in the compartment.

"Harry…I think she's mental…" A boy whispered to his friend.

"Shut up Ron! She's crying…just let her be." She was thankful that 'Harry' said that. She grasped her knees to her body and started crying out loud.

"Oh she's gone nutsy…" Ron mumbled, staring at his friend. Harry glared at him once more before standing up. He was about to go and pummel Ron into bits but he was stopped by a hand grasping his own.

"Stop…it's alright. I'm f-fine." Hermione muttered, breathing in and out to get rid of her sniffling. She let go of Harry's hand and stared at him. She grinned at him and said,

"I'm Hermione Granger, pleased to meet you."