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The Final Chapter! But do not fret! This is only the ending of Part One in the 'Life of a Muggleborn Who Fell for a Pureblood' Trilogy of total awesomeness! :-)

The next chapter'll be about the sequel's title and all that good stuff. ~Cakey Potter

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This is getting long... On with the story!

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There are a couple edited quotes from the books, they're in bold...

Hermione's Journal

August 31, 1991

The wizarding world is so amazing! I feel like I'm a part of something for once in my life! I can't wait for the Hogwarts Express to arrive tomorrow! I've missed Draco so much already! Even three days without him feels like a life-time. We've been owling, but it isn't the same... Anyways, mom, dad, and I went to Diagon Alley yesterday and bought all of my supplies; I was actually able to go into that book store, Flourish and Blotts, there were so many books that I wanted to get! I still can't figure out what I tripped over in there, though. I was walking along an aisle about Muggle Studies, odd class, isn't it? And I guess I tripped over myself, but I swear that I felt books falling over, too. Back on topic, I tried to go the same day as Draco, but it didn't work out. He's going today. He wrote about some 'surprise' but won't tell me anymore about it. Anyways, that was the last owl I sent him. I hope that I see him tomorrow!

I closed my journal and returned to current times, realizing that packing early would probably be a good idea, and set the journal on my bed, putting everything I'd need for the coming year on it as well.

My goodness! I can't fit everything in my trunk...maybe I shouldn't have gotten those extra books... I noted, looking at Hogwarts: A History which would easily take one quarter of the trunk. At least there's no limit to how many bags are allowed...

Draco's POV

Hermione's conversation about whether wizards had... tellers, or whatever the were called, had me thinking, A device used to talk to someone that's nowhere near you... Sort of... two-person... two-way...

It clicked, "A Two-Way Mirror!" I exclaimed, remembering when I'd see cousins using them all the time when we were young.

Note to self: Find and buy a pair of two-way mirrors while at Diagon Alley.

I'd had one at one point, I used it with my cousin in France. We would wait til after dinner and talk for hours. At least, we did, until he sat on his mirror and broke it. Once his broke, I had gotten rid of mine. The mirrors could only be bought in pairs. If one broke, the other became essentially useless. Although, it did give me a great view of my hair...

There was a knock on my door, "Come in," I said.

Mum entered, "Ready to go shopping, honey?" She asked me.

I cringed unvoluntarily, Why do mums have to be so... mushy around their kids? Especially sons... Good god, woman, YUCK!

"Yes, Mother." I said.

She hurried me out the door and to the front gates. She hailed the Knight Bus, and we climbed on. The same tall, gangly teen started rambling about prices, and my patience reached its end.

"Shut up, you douchebag." I muttered under my breath, knowing no one could hear me.

"Now, you need robes...and other school items. Did you remember your list, sweetie?"

"Yes, Mother. I read and brought the list, no, I won't lose it, and yes, I can use the potty by myself!" (A/N: That's a reference... we're not being freaky ~Cakey. Speak for yourself... -Cammy)

My brain had decided today would be a good day to die, apparently.

"Excuse me! Draco Abraxas Malfoy-!" She shrieked.

Fortunately, I didn't catch the end of it, for I was off, running to Madam Malkins for school robes while she got my books.

Upon entering the shop, I was whisked into robes by a lady old enough to be my mother.

"First year at Hogwarts? There's been plenty of your year the past couple of days... You're the first today, though!" She explained, getting out a ruler and recording my measurements.

I stared off into space during the fitting, not talking much.

I was on the topic of Quidditch and how it was unfair that first years couldn't be part of the team when a bespectacled, raven haired boy came in.

Madam Malkins rushed over to him and invited him over to where I was.

"Play Quidditch often?" I asked him, figuring he was a first year too.

"No," He responded.

Well, great conversation... I tried again,

"How about your house? What house do you think you'll be put in?" I asked.

"No clue," He replied.

"Well, figures. We won't know until we get to Hogwarts, but I'm fairly certain that I'll be in Slytherin," I remarked, remembering how the door had sorted me already... "Imagine being sorted into Hufflepuff," I said, giving a dramatic shiver.

"What the bloody hell is a Hufflepuff?" He asked me, a confused expression on his face.

I opened my mouth to reply, but decided not to, smirking and turning around.

"My parents are out shopping for me, where are yours?" I asked him, still not looking at him.

He took his time responding, "They're... dead."

"Oh, I'm sorry," I answered, not really knowing what a proper response would've been to a complete stranger telling you that their parents are dead, "Were they our kind?" I asked him.

"Both of my parents were magical, yes." He answered

I nodded, realizing he could possibly be a cousin, "What's your surname?" I asked him.

Before he could respond, Madam Malkins cut in, "You're done, Mister Malfoy, I'll ring you up." She said, walking toward the front desk.

"Well, see you at Hogwarts, I guess." I said, following her to the front.

Hermione's POV

A familiar eagle owl flew through the window, landing on my bedpost.

After I caught sight of him, I left my packing to retrieve the letter, "Morning Chamaeleon" I said to it, before opening the letter.

Hermione,
I can't wait to see you again tomorrow. It's been a long while, in my opinion, and I'm hoping that we can have a SFM sooner rather then later. Sorry for the short note, not much time without the parents around to write something more.
Sincerely,
Draco
P.S. Meet me on the Hogwarts Express straight away, I need to give you something.

I furrowed my eyebrows, "Give me what?" I asked the empty room.

I considered writing him back, but when I looked at the bedpost, Chamaeleon was already gone.

I turned back to my luggage and groaned, shouting "Just get in the bloody bag already!" at everything that couldn't fit, no matter how much effort I use.

Frustrated at Draco's secretiveness, my luggage, and the fact that I hadn't seen Draco in a couple days, I let my anger out by kicking the full bag. Bad idea.

"OW!" I screamed, falling to the ground and starting to massage my feet.

There was a gentle knock and my mom came in, not waiting for a "Come in."

"Honey? You alright? I heard you shout." My mum said.

Always the worry-wart... I thought.

"Yes mum, I'm fine. Just stubbed my toe." I said, giving her a weak smile.

Mum's attention went to my teeth again, That always happens when I smile, I wish they'd get over my teeth already.

"Alright, finish packing and come get some dinner once you're done." She replied, turning and exiting the room.

I sighed and glimpsed at my baggage.

Guess I'll have to leave my books behind so that Hogwarts: A History can fit in here... I decided, kneeling down to try and figure out which to keep and which to leave behind.

I kept thinking about summer camp as I organized and all the things we did together... Giving me a tour, having the picture taken by Professor Dumbledore, the Scavenger hunt, Wait... The scavenger hunt! We both won seven wishes! This'd be a perfect time to try it out! I realized, taking out my wand.

I made the wish ("Make my suitcases fit everything that'll be useful at Hogwarts") pointed my wand at myself, and said "Tribuo Mei Votum."

I glanced at the bags as I said it, and saw things flying in and out of it, organizing itself.

"That is totally awesome," I said as I watched the baggage items moving around in the suit case, making way for more things.

I knelt down after my pair of green socks flew from my dresser into the luggage and closed it up, going downstairs for some supper before a good night's rest.

At King's Cross Station...

"Mum! Papa!" I impatiently shouted, waiting for them to catch up with me again.

"Sorry honey, we're just trying to figure out where this 'Platform Nine and Three Quarters' is supposed to be." Mum replied as they reached me again.

"I already figured it out." I said, pointing at the ground next to the two Platforms that read 'Nine' and 'Ten' where a grey tabby cat sat, watching us intently.

"That's just a cat, how's it supposed to help us?" Papa asked me, watching the cat warily.

I stretched up to their height and whispered, "It's not a cat, it's a professor" so that no one else could hear.

They raised their eyebrows, before looking around me at the cat again, which was nodding it's head and waving it's tail.

"Are you sure?" Dad asked me.

"Yes, daddy, watch!" I exclaimed, pointing at the cat, which in turn turned around and ran straight at the pillar. Both of my parents cringed, waiting for the impact to hit, but none came.

There was silence between us, mum broke it, "So... the pillar is magical?" she asked me, feeling foolish.

"Yep," I said, now pointing as the cat reappeared.

It motioned it's head toward where it'd just came from and I nodded my head, readying myself.

"Umm..." My mom asked, interupting my preparation motions, "Can we-" she motioned to herself and dad, "go in there, too?" She asked, looking towards the cat.

"Oh yeah..." I said, looking over at the Professor, too.

The cat shook her head.

"Oh, umm okay," I said, turning around to my parents again.

"We'll miss you, honey. We know you'll do great." Mum said.

"Good luck, and don't forget to write." Dad said, pulling us into a hug.

Mum started tearing up.

"I'll write, daddy, and I'll see you both at Christmas, okay?" I said, pulling away from the hug.

They both nodded and I turned back to the wall, glimpsing at Professor McGonagall, who was watching passers by in order to allow some privacy.

I said in a quiet tone, "Eh bien, va Ici rien!" (A/N: "Well, here goes nothing!") and ran at the platform with my luggage.

A/N: That's it... The story's done! All that's left is my chapter about the 2nd Part's title and all that important stuff... I'm not really one for emotional goodbyes... That's why I've decided this'll be Part 1 of a trilogy... "Don't wanna see you go, but it's not forever, not forever, and even if it was you know that I'd never let it get me down." -Exactly my thoughts... Darren Criss, who wrote all the AVPM/AVPS song I believe, has written so many songs that go well with my life... it's surprising how many... Anyways... -sigh- I'm gonna miss you, Summer School... On with the school years! ~Cakey Potter

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