The next two weeks went by slowly. I couldn't wait to go to
Hogwarts. Most days consisted of the same daily routine:

(1) Wake up.

(2) Eat Breakfast.

(3) Read.

(4) Eat Lunch.

(5) Read some more.

(6) Eat Dinner.

(7) Shower.

(8) Go to Bed.

(9) Repeat again tomorrow.

For some unknown reason, I still couldn't stop thinking
about Draco. I would try to read to stop me from my thoughts but, it never
worked. My mind would always drift back to Draco. I would always ask myself: why?
But, I could never answer myself correctly. It made it seem like I was an
idiot. But, the Brightest Witch of their Age should never in a million years
feel as uncertain and foolish as this. That still didn't stop me from my
feelings. Nothing did.

After two weeks, of that horrid misery. I got excited. Today
was it. Today, I would take my last train ride to Hogwarts and I would finally
get to see him. I was overjoyed.

"Good morning, mom and dad." I said.

"Hello honey. Are you almost ready to go to Kings
Cross? You don't want to be late." my mom said.

"Yes. I'm ready. Let me grab my bags." I smiled as
I grabbed my bags and tossed them into my dad's car. And, with that we were
off.

After thirty minutes of driving we finally found ourselves
standing in front of platform 9 and 10.

"I guess this is goodbye. I will owl you guys as much
as I can. I love you." I said.

"I love you too honey." my mom said as she kissed
me on my forehead.

"I love you too. And, don't get into any trouble."
my dad said as he kissed my forehead.

"I won't. I promise. Goodbye." I said.

They waved to me one last time as I ran towards the wall
between the numbers 9 and 10. And, with a huge whoosh, I was standing on
Platform 9 3/4, with my parents no longer in sight.

****

The clock had struck 11 o' clock. The train whistled and
smoke began rising onto the platform. Parents waved goodbye and the train
started moving. I began to search for Harry, Ginny, and sadly Ron and Lavender.
I made my way through the tight hallway and looked into each compartment until
I found them. As soon as I walked in, before I could even put my bags down,
Ginny came up and gave me the biggest hug. Harry soon followed after. And, Ron
and Lavender were too busy snogging the living daylights of each other to notice
me, until they heard the door close. The atmosphere became thick as they both
stared at me in disgust.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked
them.

"Because you walked in on us rudely, you filthy little
mudblood." Lavender spat out.

"I walked in on you? Please, I was just coming to say
hello to Ginny and Harry, my friends, remember?" I said.

"Whatever. You said hello now leave." Ron said.

"Fine. I will. And, don't even try to find me. You
won't like where I'm going." I said.

"Wait-" Harry said but, was cut off by the
slamming of the door behind me.

'Great.' I thought. 'Now they both hate me.'

And, with nowhere else to go I began to walk towards the
bathroom with tears in my eyes, only to run into someone.

"Draco." I said. "Oh, nice to see you."
I tried to sound like I wasn't crying.

"Why are you crying Hermione?" He asked.

"Its nothing." I replied not wanting to talk about
it.

"Really? Because the Brightest Witch of Her Age doesn't
cry often." he said, raising one eyebrow, making him look even more
stunning.

"Uh...I..I-" I stuttered.

"That's what I thought. Here, why don't we go to the
Head's compartment, and we can talk there." He suggested.

"Okay." was all I managed to say.