Changes

Hermione and the head boy stared at each other as memories flooded Hermione’s mind. In the fifth year when everyone thought that Harry had been lying about Voldemorts return, he spoke loudly and publicly in Harry and Dumbledore’s support. Even when in their second year he believed Harry to be the Heir of Slytherin, Hermione had always known that his heart and loyalties were in the right place when he took the lead among the Hufflepuffs of his year in attempting to protect Justin Finch-Fletchley.

“Should have known that they would make you head girl, Hermione,” the stout boy stated without emotion.

“Why is it that everyone keeps saying that?” Hermione asked herself under her breath, but apparently not quiet enough because she had gotten an answer from the boy standing opposite her.

“Do you really have to ask, you’re the brightest girl in our year, not to mention you’re friends with Potter, so that probably gives you some privileges doesn’t it?” Hermione was about to give the boy a piece of her mind when a silver cat with spectacle markings appeared in the middle of the room. Hermione instantly recognized it as Professor McGonagall’s patronus.

“There is a stack of parchment in the overhead rack of this compartment, one for each of you. For the prefects, written upon it is a list of the tasks each of you are responsible for, as for the Heads, there is the information needed for you duties and how to get to your dormitory, do not leave it lying around. Keep the parchment with you, for the information is due to change when immediate actions are needed. Be cautious and keep everyone safe.” With that the patronus disappeared. Someone had located the stack of parchment while the silver cat was still relaying its message and was passing them around the compartment. Hermione opened hers and started to read, by the time she was finished she looked up to see only one other person still in the compartment.

“Can you really believe that he is really gone? I mean things are going to be so different now.” The Head boy was wearing a completely different expression than moments ago when she had stepped into the compartment.

“I know what you mean; I spent the whole summer trying to think about everything, but him. It seems like everything has changed, and yet everything still seems like nothing has happened. Anyways, I need to get back, promised Harry I would not be long. See you when we get to school I suppose.” With that Hermione waved and walked out of the compartment and back down the corridor to where Harry and Ron were.

“Oh come on Harry, just let me have it!” Hermione stopped before sliding the door to the compartment open. “You could care less about the cards; you regularly make fun of me for collecting them.”

“Ron, you are getting more worked up over a trading card than you were over the head girl thing.” A loud thump sounded from inside the room, “Bloody hell, I barely said anything and you are still trying to pull this sleeping nonsense.” Hermione stifled a giggle at the boys’ pointless argument. “Okay fine then, guess the card can go for a fly out the window…”

“NO!” Harry burst into laughter as Ron practically tackled him when the window was not even open.

The boys were stuffing their faces with sweets when Harry opened a chocolate frog and Ron caught a glimpse at the trading card inside. The smiling face was owned by a wizard Harry didn’t recognize but Ron was astonished and vibrating with excitement over it. Out of the thousands of cards in his collection, this was one of the few Ron did not have.

“Please can I just have it Harry? I’ll stop being a git to Hermione, I’ll even apologize.” Knowing that it usually takes a life altering event for Ron to apologize to anyone, let alone Hermione, Harry handed the card to an eager Ron. Hermione took this opportunity to enter the compartment.

Ron was still grinning like a little kid on Christmas morning when Hermione walked in. When he saw her he jumped in surprise and nearly dropped the card to the floor. “Hermione! How long have you been out there?”

“Only as long as it took me to open the door,” she explained sitting down beside the window. “Are you actually acknowledging my existence again?” Harry was looking at Hermione and could tell by the way she asked the question that she had been outside the compartment listening – therefore she was expecting an apology from Ron.

“I…uh…ow!” Ron shot a nasty look at Harry before continuing. “I’m sorry Hermione,” He mumbled. “What was that?” “I said, I’m sorry Hermione, I was being a real jerk before.”

“See, now was that really so hard?” Watching the scene unfold, Harry leaned against the window as Ron and Hermione once again worked through their pointless argument and continued with a normal conversation. He couldn’t help but shake his head at how stubborn they both could be sometimes. At that moment Harry remembered that she still had not revealed who the Head boy was.

“Hermione?”

“Yeah?' She giggled facing with her back to the window to talk to both boys.

“Hate to break up your mini reunion here, but you still haven't told us who the head boy is.”

“Oh right! I rather forgot all about it. You will never guess - Malfoy?”

“Malfoy!?” The two boys yelled in unison.

“No no, he's standing behind you.” It was then that they noticed she was looking in their direction, but not at them, a look of pure hated etched into her face. “What do you want Malfoy.”

“The same thing Potty and Weasel here, to know who has to live so appallingly close to an annoying mudblood for an entire year.” Hermione started to reach inside her robes for her wand, but Ron was surprisingly quicker and already had his wand pointed in Malfoy's face. “You really want to do that Weasel?” As if on cue Crabbe, Goyle, Zabini and a few other Slytherins stood behind him.

“Back off Malfoy!”Harry warned, stepping forward and pushing Ron's wand to point downwards.

“You really that scared Potter?” Malfoy sneered in reply. “But you're supposed to be wonder boy, the-boy-who-lived, the chosen one, and all that shit. Why would you not protect her like your pathetic friend here? Maybe you're sleeping with her and if you do protect her everyone will somehow figure it out.” The next few moments were nothing more than a blur for everyone. Harry brought his wand to Malfoy's pale throat, Hermione jumped forward to stop him, but she was stopped when a strong set of arms grabbed her around the waist.

“Let go of me Zabini, or i swear!” Hermione screamed, as she struggled to escape from his bruising hold. Malfoy only laughed and took the opportunity to stun Harry and Ron as they were distracted by Hermione's screams.

“You know, I wouldn't blame Potter if her was banging her,” Blaise stated as he ran a rough finger down the side of her face. “I think she is hiding more than we think under these robes.” Her struggles were renewed at this comment, and he strained to keep her steady.

“For crying out loud Blaise, she's a disgusting mudblood.” Malfoy retorted with a sour look on his face. “Bloody hell, we're almost in Hogsmade already - well Granger,” Draco spoke calmly as he moved close to her. The look in his cold, gray eyes sent a shiver of fear down her spine and she stopped her struggle with Zabini instantly. “I hope you keep your losers in line next time, or you might find yourself in quite a predicament.” To make his point he slapped her across the cheek, at the same instant Blaise released his grasp on her and she collapsed on the floor. "I think you will find many things changing this year Mudblood." Clutching her burning cheek, she watched the feet of the Slytherins stalked down the corridor as it rapidly filled with people readying to depart from the train.

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there is chapter 2!!!! hope you guys like it, and i really would love to hear what you guys think! Even if it bad, or just constructive criticism everything is helpful!