Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns everything except for the plot.
A/N I hope this chapter is okay as it is my first fan fiction ever! If it is possible, could you please leave a review? =)
Ade W Malfoy
Chapter 1 - The Last Day of Summer
“Hello? Earth to Hermione!!!”
“Sorry Ginny, I was just thinking about how your family history was so interesting. So I wondered why my parents never told me mine. Also, I was wondering who the Head boy and Head girl would be,” mumbled Hermione whilst continuing to think.
‘Ginny, Hermione, dinner is ready!’ yelled Mrs Weasley from the kitchen.
‘Coming!’ they yelled back in unison. They looked at each other and started burst out laughing whilst running into the Burrow.
‘What are you two laughing at?’ asked Harry.
“Yeah, what are you laughing at?’ repeated Ron.
‘Nothing,’ Ginny said, stifling a laugh.
“Come on, tuck in,’ said Mrs Weasley. Before she could even finish the sentence, Ron immediately dug into his food as he always did. ~~~ The next morning, they all woke up early to board the train at Kings Cross Station back to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
‘Yay, dad got the ministry cars again!’ shouted Ron. They all boarded the car, and in ten seconds they got to Kings Cross Station.
“Mum, Dad!’ Hermione ran over to her parents as they were meeting her at the station.
‘Can I ask you a question, mum?’
‘Sure,’ Mrs Granger replied.
‘I was wondering, why you didn’t ever tell me our family history?’
‘Well, you see, we’ve never known the history before your grandparents. It’s all been a mystery.’
‘Oh, ok. Thanks anyway,’ Hermione replied disappointedly. ~~~ The Golden Trio, Harry, Ron and Hermione alongside with Ginny boarded the train and bustled along the corridors to find an empty compartment.
When they settled down, Hermione suddenly remembered something.
“Ron, we have to get to the prefects compartment! I nearly forgot!’
‘Ugh, do we have to?’ groaned Ron.
‘Of course we do, we have a responsibility to uphold.’
‘Fine, but we come straight back here afterwards.’ Hermione waved her hand, not caring about what he said as they made their way towards the prefect’s compartment. ~~~ When they got there, they got the shock of their lives.
‘Malfoy?! You’re the Slytherin prefect?’ squeaked Ron.
‘Well, I was the obvious choice,’ He replied smugly with the infamous Malfoy smirk.
‘I just want to wipe the smirk of his face,’ growled Ron.
‘Self-control, do you want us to get points deducted before we even get to Hogwarts?’ Hermione, the perfect rule follower replied.
Before Ron could reply, the Heads, Angelina and Roger stepped into the compartment staring daggers at each other. The whole compartment suddenly went silent in the tense and awkward space. Somehow, Roger and Angelina didn’t realise that the prefects were staring at them as they continued to stare daggers. After a few more moments, Malfoy cleared his throats to let them know that there were others in the compartment.
It took a few seconds for Angelina to realise that the prefects were staring at them.
‘Oh, I-I-I’m s-s-sorry,’ stammered Angelina.
‘Not a problem at all,’ sniggered Malfoy.
‘So, we will explain to you what your responsibilities are as prefects,’ continued Angelina.
A/N Sorry it’s a bit of a boring chapter. I just needed it to give the story a starting point so I can continue the story. I’ll try my best to make the other chapters more interesting.
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