Hidden Truth.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognise! Just doing this for fun. (this will be the only disclaimer posted)

PG13 – Draco/ Hermione.

Summary: The truth isn't always what you see. A change of thought causes confusion and more.

A/N: This is my second attempt at fan fiction so hope you enjoy it. (doesn't Draco look gorgeous in prisoner of azkaban!)

"Well, well, well" drawled a voice that had just appeared in the compartment of Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley.

"What do we have here" it continued. "a scarhead, weasel, mudblood and a weaslette"

The voice could only belong to Draco Malfoy, prince of Slytherin, whose sole purpose appeared to be to annoy Gryffindors and follow in the footsteps of his father, the infamous Lucius Malfoy – the dark arts.

Malfoy smirked his trademark smirk as he saw the anger rising in his nemesis faces.

"Sod off ferret" shouted Ron Weasley, who was known for his short temper.

"Now, now, weasel. Better watch what you're saying, I could take points off Gryffindor, seen as I am senior prefect for Slytherin" the boy retorted.

"What!" Hermione jumped slightly, she was the senior prefect for Gryffindor and did not relish in the thought that she would have to spend more time with the blond prat. She calmed herself and spoke steadily.

"and how much did daddy pay for that one?"

The Slytherin's eyes narrowed into slits as hissed

"You'll pay for that mudblood"

With this he stalked out of their compartment followed by his two ape- like cronies.

"Well that was pleasant" Ginny said, the sarcasm evident in her voice.

"Far be it from Malfoy to say anything civil to anyone" Harry replied.

Ron, still irritated piped up "I preferred him when he was a ferret"

They all laughed remembering the time that Mad- Eye Moody had turned Draco Malfoy into a white ferret and bounced him down the corridor.

Meanwhile in another compartment Draco huffed as he dropped into a seat.

"Bloody Gryffindorks. Insulting a Malfoy like that, hmmph"

His cronies, Crabbe and Goyle were too busy stuffing their faces to listen to Draco's rant. He looked at them with disgust. At that moment Blaise Zabini walked into the carriage, he was also in Slytherin and Draco's best friend.

"Hey Draco, what's up?" he asked

Draco looked up at Blaise clearly annoyed. Blaise observed him for a minute then said

"Well, for you to reach this level of annoyance it would have to be certain Gryffindors"

"How'd you guess?" Draco inquired dryly

"Well" Blaise started "I've known you all our lives and seen your varying levels of negative emotion"

He paused to take a breath

"Inept younger years and any hufflepuffs cause mild annoyance, Pansy or your many admirers whining/ simpering or such actions cause more of an irritation. So leading me to the conclusion that, seen as we haven't yet reached Hogwarts – you've had a run in with those who live to annoy" he finished

"Blaise, you have way too much time on your hands" Draco commented at his long- time friend.

"But am I right?" Blaise pressed

"As always" Draco sighed.

Blaise nearly always knew the cause of Draco's troubles, even before he did. Draco sometimes thought that Blaise had some sort of psychic ability, or really good intuition. Blaise had a triumphant look on his face.

"Knew it" he said "we're almost there".


A/N: well that's the first chapter done. How was it? Reviews would be helpful if you can