A/N: Hi, everyone. This is my first ever Harry Potter fanfic! I'm really excited about this, but I need you guys to let me know which parts you like or do not like, so that I know what to do better :) And I'm a big Dramione fan, so if you have any recommendations, I'm all open :)

Chapter 1

It was going to be the first day of school at Hogwarts. Students were hustling and bustling around with their trunks at the train station, all the while saying goodbyes to their parents. Everyone was excited to be going back to Hogwarts, especially since there was no evil maniac trying to kill everyone. That's right, Voldemort was defeated by "The Boy Who Lived" who "Lived Again" during the summer. Fortunately, Voldemort and many of the Death Eaters were killed, with the rest going to Azkaban, most likely for life. Unfortunately, there were a few casualties on the Light Side as well.

Percy Weasley was one of the most interesting cases. At the last minute, Percy had changed his mind when he realized that one of the Death Eaters was about to perform the death curse on his youngest sister, Ginny. Giving up all of his previous thoughts concerning the war, he killed the Death Eater. Ginny, witnessing what he just did, smiled a gracious and forgiving smile at his older brother. However, at that moment, another Death Eater had spotted Ginny and was about to attack her, but Percy got in the way and was hit with the death curse. He died on the spot, and so did the Death Eater, because Ginny could not let him live after what he did.

Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson were also some of those last minute conversions. Blaise had changed his mind just a few days before the Final Battle was about to occur. He realized that the Dark Side was going to lose and had intelligently changed sides. His parents, however, remained with Voldemort and were killed during the battle. Pansy, from the beginning, never wanted to be on the side of Voldemort. But her family and all of their friends were on the Dark Side, and to stay alive, she had to take the part of acting like the evil that she was around. However, when Blaise told her what he was going to do, she told him, without hesitation, that she wanted to leave too. And so they were saved, while her parents were also killed.

There were also some other Slytherins who had changed their minds, but none of them was more surprising than when Draco Malfoy, Slytherin Prince and Future Death Eater King, had joined the Light Side.

So it was with these thoughts that Hermione Granger was deeply contemplating, sitting alone in a compartment on the Hogwarts Express. Hermione had gotten to the station earlier than planned and had said her goodbyes to her parents. She was waiting for her friends to join her, but knew it was a little too early for them to come. So she sat patiently, looking out the window, and thinking of the previous summer and what a stress-free year this was going to be, now that Voldemort was dead.

A sudden "click" sound removed her from her thoughts and she turned her head towards the door. As the door opened, she saw a flash of white blonde hair and froze. Oh Merlin, please don't let it be who I think it is.

Oh, but it was. Draco Malfoy, in all his glory, entered with his trunk in hand. Malfoy walked in and didn't even seem to notice Hermione, who was watching him all the while. He placed his trunk in the top of the compartment and sat down on the seat diagonal from Hermione, giving an air of authority.

Hermione snorted. Malfoy still acts as if he owns the whole world. Hasn't he learned anything from the war?

The noise seemed to make Malfoy acknowledge her. He lifted his head, still not looking at her.

"Don't you know it's impolite to stare, Granger?" snapped Malfoy, looking annoyed.

He said "Granger" as if it was the most disgusting thing ever. Which to him, it probably was, thought Hermione. She turned her head back to the window, without giving him a reply.

"Oh, don't tell me that the big mouth know it all doesn't have anything to say?" drawled Malfoy. Hermione rolled her eyes at this, but still did not turn around. "What?" continued Malfoy, with a smirk, "Cat got your tongue? Oh wait, it probably did. Knowing that ugly, orange, fur ball you call a cat, it probably got hungry and did eat your tongue. Especially since all you fed it was things from the trash. And your tongue is a piece of trash, which would be why it ate-"

"Don't you have anything better to do than bother me?" Hermione cut in. She still didn't turn around to look at him.

"Which would be why it ate your tongue," Malfoy kept talking as if he didn't hear anything, "Speaking of cannibals, your cat probably got that idea from watching that half-human half-werewolf monster you called professor." At this, Hermione turned around and glared at him, as though on the verge of tears. This was all the encouragement Malfoy needed to continue. "But I do say it was a good thing his head was chopped off before he could bite any more people. Avada Kadevra is way too cliché, if you ask me. "

Malfoy had hit a nerve. Professor Lupin was killed by decapitation by one of the Death Eaters during the battle.

"Shut up, Malfoy!" Hermione screamed, "Just shut the hell up! Professor Lupin was a thousand times the man you will ever be! You have no right talking about him like this! I don't know what your problem is, but why don't you find someone else to torture?" Hermione's face was flush red with anger. "Why me? I have never done anything to you, and even after this war, you still go on as if you own the world! Well, news flash Malfoy, you don't own the world! In fact, you don't own anything right now until you graduate. So why don't you wait until you graduate to torture someone else, when you have something to brag about?" Hermione was standing up by this time, with her hands flailing around. It was a scary sight, indeed.

Malfoy also seemed to be as angry as she was. However, his was a more calm and silent anger, which seemed a bit deadly. He narrowed his eyes, with his usually pale face tinted red.

"How dare you talk-"

"How dare I what?" interrupted Hermione, "How dare I tell you the truth? This is the truth, Malfoy, so just deal with it!" And with that, Hermione stomped out of the room, with a very fuming Draco Malfoy staring daggers into the spot she was standing at just moments before.