Who do you turn to?

Disclaimer: Not mine, I just like playing with Ms. Rowling’s toys, I promise to put them back when I’m done though.

AN: Sorry for the delay, this is only a really little joining chapter to let you know this story will be worked on, so then on with the story…

Chapter 3:

Hermione got to the station safely with the aid of Tom, and after many goodbyes and thanks, she managed to cross through the barrier and on to the platform. She looked around at all of the people she used to class as friends, well more acquaintances or associates, she was always different but now she didn’t fit in anywhere.

Walking up to the train she jumped a little every time someone touched her, by the time she had reached an empty compartment she was shaking like a leaf. Sitting by the window she watched everyone passing, watching them because she wasn’t one of them, it was like her own personal zoo, though she wasn’t sure if she watched them or they watched her, she took her time to ponder over that. The door to the compartment slide open with a bang and Harry and Ron barged their way in.

“Hey ‘Mione, good to see you again!” Harry said while encircling her in a big hug, she tensed and had to stifle a shriek of terror as Ron’s arms join in, completely trapping her between the two of them.

“Yea ‘Mione, we haven’t seen you in ages why didn’t you come and see us?” Ron wined, neither boys seemed to be about to remove themselves from her person so she said as calmly as she could,

“Please get off me now, guys really get off me.” they didn’t listen and she started to panic, her breathing became fast and shallow, and she began to shake, finally Harry noticed something was wrong and he pulled Ron off of her.

“Hermione, what’s wrong?” Harry asked his green eyes staring into her own chocolate brown ones. “Hermione?” he moved to take her hand, but she stood up and made her way to the door.

“Nothing is wrong, I just need to go and find someone, I will be back soon. Bye guys.” she said as she headed out of the compartment.

Hermione walked down the train in search of another empty compartment, but luck was not on her side and everywhere was full. She made her way to the very end of the train and came across a small compartment, almost a cupboard , in fact she reasoned with herself, it probably was a cupboard. Looking around her, quickly she opened the door and stepped in.