HERMIONE'S POINT OF VIEW
It's certainly odd that Malfoy has not insulted me, glared at me or even looked at me for more than five seconds by this time! We already have about an hour and a half before we get to Hogwarts! The war has certainly changed us.
Since we were already near Hogwarts, I thought of all the duties we had to accomplish as the Head Boy and Girl. I put away my book, face his direction and then I clear my throat.
He looks up at the sound and I say "Malfoy, I know we haven't had the best history but I think it's best to put aside our difference for things to work this year." I pause just to add effect (because I'm dramatic like that) before I offered my hand and asked "Truce?"
He looked me in the eye, shook my hand and we got down to business ignoring the tingling sensation I felt when his hand touched mine.
In a span of thrity minutes we have accomplished all the patrol schedules and in another half hour we held the meeting with about twenty minutes kill before we arrive.
Just as I was going to pick up my book again, the compartment door slid open and there stood my two best friends, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley.
Let me emphasize on 'friend'. Ron and I shared a rather passionate kiss in the midst of all the chaos but over the summer, I realized it was all just some silly school girl infatuation, a crush. How could I like someone that may have been my friend but caused me misery? What am I, some masochist? I think not.
"Hullo 'Mione! We just wanted to..." Ron stopped talking when his gaze shifted to a certain blonde the compartnent with and snarled "What is this piece of shite doing here?" I roll my eyes at his insult and look at Harry.
Harry got the signal tried to get Ron's attention but Ron just wouldn't give. He was glaring at Malfoy as if his life depended on it. "We were just wondering if you would join us at our compartment since we're due soon" he said as he eyed Ron warily and then turned his attention to her.
"I would love to join you but judging by Ronald's sneer..." I said glancing at Ron disappointedly before looking at Harry apologetically, "I would much rather stay here." I continued.
My statement made Ron look at me softly and then back at Malfoy. He roughly pulled his arm out of Harry's grip stalked off. I sigh and slump in my seat before looking back up at Harry.
Harry entered our compartment, hauled me up by my shoulders and gave me a hug before I pulled back. He put his hands on my shoulders and look me in the eye, "I'm sorry about Ron, Hermione. I guess that he's still bitter. He really does love you but if you think that you're better off as friends, I respect that. I'll talk some sense in him before we get to Hogwarts, okay? I nod and hug him again feeling tears form. He pulls away and nods at me. "See you later, 'Mione. Err..and sorry about that Malfoy." He said before closing the compartment door.
I sat back down and closed my eyes. This was going to be a long year.