Never letting go Chapter 1; First greetings
It was the start of a breezy September. A bushy haired girl walked through the streets pushing a trolley, her name was Hermione Granger, or better known as 'the big know-it-all'. The wind blew as Hermione made her way to the King's Cross Station. It was her first day. She skipped in joy, she just couldn't believe she was a witch, she thought they only existed in movies or books. It has been a month since she got her letter, ever since, she has been terribly excited, excited enough to throw a television out the window.
She ran through the barrier between the platforms 9 and 10. Her heart filled with joy as she looked at the Hogwarts Express, she jumped in joy with a big smile on her face. "Move! You're in the way!" Hermione has been pushed firmly and tripped. She closed her eyes, hoping for a thud, but nothing happened. She opened her eyes and caught light blue eyes; a boy has caught her by the waist. He looked liked her age. He had silvery-blond hair, a handsome face, and beautiful eyes. As for him, he saw not a hideous looking girl, but a girl with beautiful hazel eyes, bushy hair, and a pretty face. They both felt butterflies. Lips so close as if they were to kiss, eyes fixed on each other's, faces with a smile, as if sparks flew. "DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY! HURRY UP! YOU'LL BE LATE!" The boy's mother yelled a mile away; this broke their 1minute gaze. "Oh umm... Sorry about that... I have to go, bye!" he said as he walked to his mother and father. 'Draco Lucius Malfoy. He seems, wonderful...' Hermione thought as she went to her trolley and walked to the entrance of the train. 'That girl was beautiful...' Draco thought as he went in search for an empty compartment.
Hermione walked down the hall of the train, and spotted a compartment. She entered it hopefully finding no one there, but saw Draco sitting by the window. She didn't want to search for another compartment so she just asked: "Excuse me? Do you mind if I join you? I might get lost if I keep on searching." "Not at all" he said as Hermione sat down. "May I ask for your name? You seem very lovely." She blushed at this compliment. "I'm Hermione Jane Granger. You must be Draco, am I correct?" "Yes. What house do you want to be sorted in, Granger?" "I don't know, they all seem to be pleasant either way." The train suddenly stopped forcefully, Draco was pushed off his seat, and luckily landed before hitting Hermione's face. Although, their faces were, once again, so close. His arms between her head, this cause butterflies. "S-sorry" Draco said as he backed away and sat down his seat. "It's alright, I guess." Hermione said, still blushing hardly. There was silence. "Um, I don't want to be rude but, can I leave this compartment?" Hermione asked Draco. "Go on, it's your wish." He said and Hermione climbed up the seat to get her luggage. "Let me help you with that." "Thanks." After getting her luggage down, Hermione slid the compartment door open. "Nice meeting you Malfoy, farewell for now." She said as she left. 'Farewell my lovely.' Draco thought.