Hermione Malfoy

The Question

Hermione P.O.V.

Hermione is on the train back from Hogwarts, pondering the question. The question she always thinks about.

"Hermione, you okay?" Ron asks. "You look sad."
"I'm fine, Ron," she replied. "I'm just thinking about, you know, the question."
"Hermione, we all know that you got Slytherin, even though you're a muggle born."
"I know, it's just that there has to be a reason. There's a reason for everything."
"Will you guys just stop arguing?!?!" Harry yelled. "I'm tired of you two talking about that. It's been four years! It might have been a mistake, that's all!"
"Then why am I still in Slytherin!?!?" Hermione screamed.
"Maybe Harry's right, maybe we should just forget about all this," Ron said calmly, but Hermione couldn't forget the questions she pondered every day, why is she a Slytherin?

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Draco's P.O.V.

Draco's getting off the train from Hogwarts on platform nine and three-quarters.

"Draco!"
Ugh. Mrs. Malfoy was a pain in the butt sometimes. Draco walked toward her.
"Oh, my baby," she said.
"Hi mom," said Draco. He wasn't exactly happy to see her, but it was better than that mud blood, Granger being his partner in potions. He was still wondering why she got Slytherin, his house. She was hardly a witch. He absolutely hated her, but deep down, he secretly loved her. He was ashamed of it, but he did. If anybody found out, he was ruined. He tried hard to keep it down, but it just wouldn't go away.
"Honey, are you okay?"
He realized he was scowling.
"Yeah, I'm fine," he replied. "Just thinking"
"We better go, your father is waiting."
"Yeah, okay."

Did you like it? It didn't take long to write, so I hope it's good. Keep in mind this is my first book! Let me know if I should add any of my own characters in the comments!

Question of the Day #1:
What house are you in? (I'm in Slytherin)