Hermione Granger arrived at King's Cross at 10:52. Not wanting to miss the
Hogwart's train, she ran through the platform and hoped on the train, thinking that
she would see Harry and Ron later. She dragged her trunk down the train looking
for an empty compartment. When she reached the last compartment, she spotted
Harry, Ron, and Ginny sitting there. She smiled and walked in.
"Hey," Hermione beamed.
"Hi," Ginny was the only one that responded, Harry and Ron started, jaws on the floor. Ginny snapped her fingers in front of their faces, making them jump.
"Wow 'Mione, you look....hot," Harry stated. Hermione's hair was no longer bushy, it fell softly around her face in curls. Her body was perfected from exercising...and maturing.
"I'm glad," she smirked, "I'm also sorry but I have to go to the front for Head Girl duties, are either of you guys Head Boy?"
"Nope," Ron said, trying hard not to stare at Hermione.
"Oh well, I just hope its someone I know. Gotta go right now, I'll be back in a few," and Hermione left.
She made her way up to the front compartment and slide the door opened, hoping to see who the Head Boy was, but no one was there.
Hermione sighed, seeing a two cream colored envelopes laying on a table, one labeled Head Girl, the other, Head Boy. She picked up her envelope and ripped it open. Her duties were instructed in the envelope which read:
Hermione Granger,
Congratulation on becoming Head Girl. Your duties will be to patrol the halls from 9:00 until necessary. You will help the prefects during class hours if help is needed. You will be able to take away house points and give detentions when needed. You will also be sharing a common room with the Head Boy. Hope you enjoy your new position.
Sincerely,
Minerva McGonnagall
Minerva McGonnagall
Hermione sighed to herself again, she was hoping that the letter would tell her who the Head Boy was. 'Oh well, I'll just have to wait until I go the common room," she thought to herself.
She walked back to the back compartment. She slid the door open and sat herself beside of Ron.
"So who's the Head Boy?" Ginny asked.
"I'm not sure, he wasn't in there," Hermione replayed.
"Oh well," Ron said and he, Harry, and Ginny started a conversation about quidditch. Hermione, who had never really liked the sport, pulled out one of her school book.
Right as she opened the book, the compartment door slid open, and in came the Draco Malfoy, the person who Hermione least wanted to see.
She looked up from her book, getting ready to comment, but was speechless. Malfoy's body was toned nicely, obviously from quidditch, and his hair was no longer gelled to where it was unmovable movible, it hung loosely around his face.
"Look who it is, the Golden Trio," Malfoy said, not looking at anyone, but following Hermione's gaze. She noticed this and gathered her composure.
"Unless you have something important to say, then leave" she snapped.
"Well actually, I did," he said, undressing her with his eyes, "but you obviously don't want to hear it, but you'll find out soon enough," and with that, he sauntered out into the hall. 'Damn, she looks good' he thought to himself.
"What the hell did he mean by that?" Ginny questioned.
"Nevermind him, he's just trying to get under our skin," Hermione declared, and went back to reading, but she couldn't get Malfoy's body out of her mind.
"Hey," Hermione beamed.
"Hi," Ginny was the only one that responded, Harry and Ron started, jaws on the floor. Ginny snapped her fingers in front of their faces, making them jump.
"Wow 'Mione, you look....hot," Harry stated. Hermione's hair was no longer bushy, it fell softly around her face in curls. Her body was perfected from exercising...and maturing.
"I'm glad," she smirked, "I'm also sorry but I have to go to the front for Head Girl duties, are either of you guys Head Boy?"
"Nope," Ron said, trying hard not to stare at Hermione.
"Oh well, I just hope its someone I know. Gotta go right now, I'll be back in a few," and Hermione left.
She made her way up to the front compartment and slide the door opened, hoping to see who the Head Boy was, but no one was there.
Hermione sighed, seeing a two cream colored envelopes laying on a table, one labeled Head Girl, the other, Head Boy. She picked up her envelope and ripped it open. Her duties were instructed in the envelope which read:
Hermione Granger,
Congratulation on becoming Head Girl. Your duties will be to patrol the halls from 9:00 until necessary. You will help the prefects during class hours if help is needed. You will be able to take away house points and give detentions when needed. You will also be sharing a common room with the Head Boy. Hope you enjoy your new position.
Sincerely,
Minerva McGonnagall
Minerva McGonnagall
Hermione sighed to herself again, she was hoping that the letter would tell her who the Head Boy was. 'Oh well, I'll just have to wait until I go the common room," she thought to herself.
She walked back to the back compartment. She slid the door open and sat herself beside of Ron.
"So who's the Head Boy?" Ginny asked.
"I'm not sure, he wasn't in there," Hermione replayed.
"Oh well," Ron said and he, Harry, and Ginny started a conversation about quidditch. Hermione, who had never really liked the sport, pulled out one of her school book.
Right as she opened the book, the compartment door slid open, and in came the Draco Malfoy, the person who Hermione least wanted to see.
She looked up from her book, getting ready to comment, but was speechless. Malfoy's body was toned nicely, obviously from quidditch, and his hair was no longer gelled to where it was unmovable movible, it hung loosely around his face.
"Look who it is, the Golden Trio," Malfoy said, not looking at anyone, but following Hermione's gaze. She noticed this and gathered her composure.
"Unless you have something important to say, then leave" she snapped.
"Well actually, I did," he said, undressing her with his eyes, "but you obviously don't want to hear it, but you'll find out soon enough," and with that, he sauntered out into the hall. 'Damn, she looks good' he thought to himself.
"What the hell did he mean by that?" Ginny questioned.
"Nevermind him, he's just trying to get under our skin," Hermione declared, and went back to reading, but she couldn't get Malfoy's body out of her mind.