strength & brains • hermione granger

| chapter five |

Slipping on her uniform, Mackenzie straightened her green and silver tie before walking out of the bathroom, braiding her sun-kissed hair loosely, so it falls down her right shoulder.

Entering her compartment, she saw Blaise and Draco sitting together in silence. Her dark skinned friend was listening to music with headphones in his ears while Draco had a book in his hands, cross-legged and eyes following the words on the pages.

The two were in their own world, both enjoying the peace and calm aura that echoed around the compartment that everyone knew to belong to them. No one dared to sit at the back because they knew that only the elite sat there and just they'd sit there.

Sitting opposite them, Mackenzie got her own headphones out, plugging them into her iPhone before playing her music, sighing in content as the familiar soft music filled her ears.

The blonde Slytherin lived for music.

If she could hear it played live, she would begin to tingle, even for a single instrument. There was something about the vibrations that felt so heavenly as if it were liquid energy seeping right through her skin. Her mother said it was because Mackenzie had barely any friends when she was little because of her male part. The blonde sought out to music, but she swore she'd be just the same with or without friends - preferably with. Perhaps that's why she learnt to play so well, she felt it, craved it, expressed emotions better than any of her peers, but she was also able to hide it well enough.

Looking out the window, the blonde allowed herself to relax, letting her mind wander at all the possible outcomes of this year. She drew plans and built both weapons and walls to surround herself from any outsider entering her beautiful palace that sat in her brain, filled to the brim with knowledge of everything.

Of course, Mackenzie didn't know everything and mainly relied on her strength and seduction to get what she wanted. She was the master of seducing people into doing her bidding, but if they were older than her by like ten years or more, she'd use her innocent and angelic looks.

A knock on the door interrupted the female's thoughts. Lifting her head off her palm, Mackenzie watched as the infamous Harry Potter walk in, shyly. She rose a brow as pink splashed on his cheeks before he walked over to Draco.

"Potter?" Draco asked as he stared at him, his book still in his hands with his brows raised as confusion and curiosity danced in his eyes. "What are you -" The guy was cut short as a pair of soft pink lips were placed on his for a short amount of time, stunning him into place as sparks travelled through both their bodies.

The boy with the lightning scar quickly pulled back and rushed out of the compartment, face red. The door of their chamber closed shut, silencing the laughter that came from the Gryffindor's group of friends.

Mackenzie stared at Draco, eyebrows still raised as she saw the dash of pink on his cheeks. "What was that?" She asked only to get a shrug, their other friend still snickering.

Suddenly, Ron Weasley entered the compartment and slammed his lips onto Blaise's, taking the dark-skinned man by surprise. The ginger was quick to pull away and stormed out of the chamber and back into his.

"Those two are just so weird." Mackenzie rolled her eyes and continued listening in silence, the three of them sitting in silence. Feeling bored, the blonde suddenly stood up, iPhone in her pocket and her headphones resting in her ears.

"I'm gonna go see what they're doing." Walking out, the blonde headed to the middle part of the train where she heard shouting.

"I sure as hell am brave enough!" Ginny yelled, her body shaking with rage as her eyes twitched, tired of her brother thinking that she was weak and shy.

"Sure." Ron laughed, eating one of his chocolate frogs as Hermione shook her head. She was about to tell him off when the door was open, the devil herself leaning against the frame.

"And what's going on in here?" Mackenzie asked as she leant against the door frame, a smirk on her lips as she watched with amusement.

"Don't think I'm brave?" Asked Ginny as she stared at her brother, an idea popping into her head. Ron's jaw dropped as he watched his baby sister get up and kiss Mackenzie, the girl snaking her arms around her waist as she pulled her closer as if they've done it millions of times - which they have.

Ginny wrapped her arms around Mackenzie's neck before pushing her against the glass of the window's by the side. She continued to kiss with the Slytherin girl while her friends and family alike watched as she snogged with the blonde.

"Is that enough proof?" Ginny asked as she pulled back, glaring at her brother as she tried to catch her breathing, face flushed as her lips were slightly swollen.

Mackenzie let out a laugh, her voice sending a spark through Hermione's body for some odd reason. When the brunette was watching Ginny and Mackenzie kiss, she felt oddly jealous which shocked her as she clenched her fists.

Hoping no one saw, Hermione turned her head to look out the window as Ginny entered the compartment and sat down next to the brunette.

Harry watched with curious eyes as he saw Hermione's clenched fists and tight jaw. 'She was jealous' He realised but his eyebrows soon furrowed. 'Why, though?'