Shut UP Ronald. Hermione's POV
Hermione fell against the carriage wall and held a hand to her forehead. She had just held Malfoys hand… oh my gosh. What just happened?
"Hermione? You okay?"
"I'm fine, Ronald," she said, curiously exhausted. "Just tired. I didn't sleep well last night, remember?"
"Oh, yeah."
Hermione pushed herself to her feet and they slowly made their way along the train, glancing in each compartment. "I wonder where Harry is," she murmured to herself.
"Hermione," Ron said quietly. "Just… be careful with Malfoy, okay?"
She looked up at him in amazement as he continued.
"He's trouble, you know. He won't stop at anything to hurt Harry, and you by extension."
But Malfoy was just nice to me… he seems to have mellowed over the summer…
She shook herself out of her reverie. "Honestly, Ronald. I can look after myself, you know. If Malfoy bothers me, I'll hex him. I know some decent ones, so…"
"Just watch yourself."
"Ronald!" She almost cried with annoyance. "Seriously! Malfoy is fine! He seems to have grown up, so why don't you?"
She turned away, blushing furiously. Why was she defending Malfoy? In her haste to move away from Ron, she didn't see Ron's jaw drop, or the pleased smile of the blond boy who had been standing only a few feet away.
Ignoring the redhead, she yanked open the compartment door and flopped inside, exhausted. She looked up, seeing welcoming faces- Harry, Ginny, Neville and…
"Hi, I'm Luna Lovegood."
Great.
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