06-15-2010, 11:26 PM
Hermione closed the Daily Prophet, actually kind of smiling at the fact that she had been mentioned. The last time it had made her furious but now they seemed to be being nice. She sighed. They were on the train to Hogwarts once more. I wonder how the school's going to look. It said that all the repairs were done but I still wonder, she thought. Then images of the place flashed through her head as she remembered the last time they had all been there, the amount of destruction. Then images of Ron popped out of nowhere and she could feel the heat of a slight blush rising, as it often did now whenever she thought about him. Then she remembered another piece from the paper and had to grin. Arthur Weasley was now a man in charge. She had to laugh just a little at that, imagining Ron's father as such. It was funny. She sighed again and leaned back in her seat, dumping the paper next to her in case the boys wanted to read it.
Pansy was still trying to find a compartment to sit in. Many of the Slytherins that remained shunned her, shutting her out of their lives. She had expected this but she had thought that maybe somebody would talk to her, take her in. She was getting to a point where she was going to start crying. She took a deep breath, calming what she could. She continued her way down the corridors of the train, trying to find a place to seat but really, a place to belong.
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