A MATE FOR LIFE

Chapter Two

At the London train station, Jim got a trolley for Hermione’s trunk then leaned back against the car pulling her against him for a parting kiss. His hands gliding over the bare expanse of her waist from her short t-shirt. Hermione knew that this is probably the last time she will be with Jim, so she kissed him long and hard, grinding her hips against his. She pulled away reluctantly, kissing him softly one last time on the mouth. “Take care of yourself Jim, I won’t forget you,” she said as she adjusted her backpack and slid her sunglasses down to her nose, not noticing a tall blond guy observing the heated kiss.


Draco got out of the car and waited for his mum to park the car to see him off to his last year at Hogwarts, as his father was still in Azkaban prison. He happened to glance to his right to see a couple kissing quite passionately. He watched as the girl pulled away from the guy to adjust her backpack and to perch her sunglasses on her nose. She had dark auburn hair that was tousled from the guys exploring fingers. The t-shirt she was wearing was a couple of inches above her navel, while her faded jeans hung low on her hips. He noticed that she pushed a trolley with a large trunk, similar to his, and walk away from the guy, who was also watching her retreating back. She did not look back. The guy adjusted himself, as he looked a bit uncomfortable and climbed into his car and drove away.

Draco followed the girl with his eyes from a distance. It seemed that she was heading in the same direction as he was. He watched as she stopped between platform nine and ten to look around before slowly going through the barrier to platform 9¾. He was very curious, as he did not recognize the girl and wanted to meet her. He started walking a bit faster to try to catch up, but by the time he went through the barrier, she was nowhere in sight.


Hermione went through the barrier, looking for her friends. She saw them look around also, but didn’t seem to recognize her. She smiled and decided to follow them onto the train to surprise them.

Ron, Ginny and Lavender were all sitting in the compartment while Harry was standing and looking out the window. “Where is Hermione, it’s not like her to be late?”

As he was looking out the window, Hermione snuck up behind him with her finger to her lips to keep the others quiet. She put her hands over Harry’s eyes, “Guess who.” She said trying not to laugh.

Harry grasped her hands, “Hermione, we were wondering......” He said as he slowly turned around and stopped what he was saying, “That is you, right Hermione?”

Hermione laughed at his expression and looked around at the others, all showing a look of surprise. “Well, what do you think?” She said as she twirled around.

“You look great ‘Mione, why the drastic change though?” Ron asked.

“It’s the new me. Just woke up one day and decided to just do it.” Hermione said as she sat down. “So, wh new new with you guys? Haven’t seen you guys since the end of the last school term?” She added.

Harry grabbed Ginny’s hand, “Well, we started dating now. Finally got up the nerve to ask her. And Ron and Lavender have paired up as well.”

Hermione got up and gave them a hug. “That is so awesome, it’s about time too. You guys were always talking about each other last year and asking me if you should approach each other. It was starting to drive me bonkers.” She said in good humour.

“Did you meet someone over the holidays Hermione?” Lavender asked.

“Yeah, I did. But it was just a summer thing. It was short but highly memorable.” She said as she flipped her hair back to get it out of her face.

Harry smirked “It looks like it was a good time for you.” He said as he pointed to her neck.

“Like I said, highly memorable.” She said smiling and licking her lips.

“So what else did you do over the summer, besides the obvious?” Harry asked.

“We tried out this club here in London a few times, it was fun. We should all go together some night. Lots of dancing and they have the occasional live band there also.” She said as she glanced at her watch. “Oh, I got to run. Supposed to meet Professor McGonagall in the back compartment.”

“Why are you supposed to do that?” Ginny asked.

“I forgot to tell you. Professor Dumbledore sent me an owl saying I was chosen for Head Girl this year.” She said smiling.

The other four got up to group hug her and to congratulate her. “That is so wicked , no surprise though. Do you know who Head Boy is yet?” Ron asked.

“No, I don’t. But I guess I’ll find out soon enough. I’ll be back after the meeting.” Hermione said as she rushed to the back of the train.

She burst through the door, “Sorry I’m late Professor......”She stopped as she looked over to the tall blond guy standing off to the side.

“That’s okay Miss Granger, we haven’t started yet. You of course know Mr. Malfoy here. He as been chosen to be Head Boy to your Head Girl position for your final year at Hogwarts. Please have a seat and I’ll go over some of your duties for the year.” She waited till they were seated then sat down herself. “You both have been chosen because you are two of the brightest students and are top of your class in grades. You will be in charge of arranging patrol timetables for the prefects, an cha charge of any social functions the school my run. I know there has been some animosity between the two of you in the past years and hope that you can put some of that behind you, as you will be sharing a dormitory for the year, which we will show you after the feast tonight.” McGonagall instructed. “Are there any questions?”

They both shook their heads. “Can’t think of anything right now. But I do wish to say thank you for choosing me as Head Girl, it feels like quite an honour.” Hermione stated.

McGonagall looked at the two, “Well, you both have worked hard and deserve the recognition. You may both go, and I will talk to you later after the feast.”

They both got up and went out the door, Hermione in the lead. She couldn’t believe she had to share a dormitory with Malfoy. Although, he didn’t really bother any of them last year. He seemed to have mellowed out a bit, since his father was put in the Azkaban prison and Vomortmort defeated. And what she really never noticed before was how well put together he was. He was tall, about 6\'2\" and broad shouldered. The muscles prominent in the tight black t-shirt and his snug fitting muggle blue jeans. His hair hung down to his shoulders, loose and in long layers, not slicked back as in previous years. She remembered looking into the blue of his eyes when she entered the compartment and feeling the jolt of heat that ran down her body. ‘Yes, he is definitely well put together.’ She thought to herself.


Little did she know that Draco was thinking along the same lines as he watched her backside in the faded denims walk ahead of him. He was taken aback, that the girl that he was trying to follow at the train station, was none other that Granger. His palms were itching to touch the bare skin of her back and to run his fingers through the silky looking tresses of her hair.

Draco stopped at his compartment and watched as she turned into hers a couple of compartments down. He mentally shook himself and sat back to read his novel that he brought with him. He was alone in the compartment , as Crabbe and Goyle had gotten themselves girlfriends somehow, and they were with them.


Hermione walked into the compartment and stopped to look around. Harry and Ginny were making out on the one side, while Ron and Lavender were on the other side. She shook her head in bemusement and quietly grabbed her backpack to go in search of another compartment for the rest of the trip. She looked throughout the train for some spare room, coming finally to one a couple of doors down from Harry and Ron’s. She knocked and opened the door noticing the whole one side was unoccupied. She stepped in finally noticing Malfoy sitting there looking at her with a question in his eyes.

“Malfoy,” she nodded to him. “Do you mind if I sit in here? I felt kind of like a fifth wheel back there. You won’t even notice I’m here, I’ll be so quiet.”

Draco looked up “Sure, whatever. Don’t expect friendly conversation though.” He said irritably.

Hermione smirked. “Wouldn’t dream of it. And thanks.”

She took out her discman and inserted her ‘Creed’ CD and put the headphones on. She put her backpack on the one end of the seat and stretched out with the one leg hanging down to the side. She closed her eyes and eventually fell asleep with the music playing on, as she didn’t get much sleep the night before because of Jim.


Draco watched her get comfortable hearing the faint sounds of the music. He was able to get a good look at her admitting to himself that she looked good....very good. He liked the change of colour to her hair and the way she wore it. He also liked the simplicity of the clothes she was wearing, even the faded denims with the holes at the knees. He watched as she shifted around to get more comfortable, moving her head to the side and flinging her arm up above her head under her backpack Her breathing deepened, showing that she had fallen asleep.

He noticed a mark on the side of her neck and got up to take a closer look, and noticed that it was a large red hickie. She moaned a bit in her sleep then flung her other arm up to put it under her head, making the shirt rise up. He took a quick intake of breath as the shirt reached just below her black bra, which he was able to see the edge of. He looked at her firm flat stomach and noticed a matching red hickie on her upper stomach.

Draco wiped his sweaty hands on his jeans and stepped back quietly before he actually did touch her. ‘So Granger isn’t as innocent as it would seem. Those marks look very fresh. I wonder who gave them to her, probably Potter or Weasel no doubt.’ He thought in disgust, forgetting that she was making out with a another guy at the train station. He picked up his book
in frustration and ted ted reading where he left off.

He seemed to read the same paragraph over and over again, then finally gave up. He looked over at Hermione, having this urge to touch her or run his tongue along her bare stomach. He mentally shook himself, laid back and closed his eyes, thinking he might get a bit of sleep. He fell asleep with a vision of Hermione writhing under him, moaning and calling out his name.


Hermione woke feeling a little stiff from laying in the same position for awhile. She rubbed her neck and looked across from her. Draco was laying on his back, his chest moving in a steady rhythm indicating that he was asleep. She went across to him and leaned over him, reaching out her hand to touch his chest, when he shifted in his sleep. She quickly moved her hand away and stepped back, wiping her hands along her jeans. She sat back and glanced out the window to notice familiar surroundings pass her by. She figured they would get to Hogsmeade in an hour or two. She grabbed her backpack and with one last lingering look at Draco, went out the door, closing it firmly behind her.

She went back to Harry’s compartment after she changed into her uniform. The rest of them were also changed and talking about some of the new spells they had been working on over the summer. Harry looked up when she came in, “Where were you Hermione, we were wondering what happened to you?”

“After the meeting I did come back here, but you guys were ‘busy’, so cidecided to leave you to your privacy. I found a nearby compartment and went for a snooze.” She said not mentioning it happened to be the same compartment as Malfoy.

“So who’s Head Boy?” Lavender asked.

“Malfoy.” Hermione answered.

“Did you say Malfoy?” Ron asked

“Yes, Malfoy. It turns out he’s got a brain in his head after all. I found out that we’ll be sharing a dormitory for the year.” She said as she sat down beside Ginny. “I’m not too wod thd that he would try to hurt me or anything. After all he didn’t try to hex any of us last year, and his snide insults don’t bother me anymore.”

For the next hour, they talked about everything and nothing. They were also wondering if the rumour of Remus Lupin coming back to teach Defence Against the Dark Arts is true. They all hoped it was true, as he was one of the best professors they had in that class over the years.