Fleurmione

Arriving at Hogwarts

      As the steam whistle blew, the scarlet steam engine glowed in the light. The Hogwarts Express pulled up for a stop beside the platform. Hermione sighed as Ron started to talk nonsense about Quidditch with Harry and Ginny. Hermione quickly hopped up the stairs to find an empty booth and waved her friends over. "Hermione, what do'ya think will happen this bloody year?" Ron asked. She shrugged and replied, "I don't know, but I'm really hoping that it will be a quiet year, preferably without any near death situations." Ginny snorted as she pointed out, "You guys are practically magnets for trouble." Hermione rolled her eyes as she finally looked out the window. "Guys, we should probably put our school robes on, we are almost to Hogwarts."
She exited the room to change into her robes, but when she got back to the car, they were still talking and joking around. Hermione rolled her eyes and then put on her best McGonagall face as she scowled. She took a deep breath, then bellowed, "GET INTO YOUR FUCKING SCHOOL ROBES!" Ginny fell out of her seat, Ron stood up so fast he hit his head, and Harry just sat there, shocked that Hermione actually yelled at them. She smiled innocently at them as she sat down in her seat. They quickly scrambled out of the train compartment as rushed to put on their robes so that she wouldn't yell at them again.
-Time Skip Cause I'm Lazy Lmao-
As Hermione walked onto the grounds of the magical school, she took a deep breath in and smiled brightly. As they entered the enormous wooden doors to the Great Hall, Harry was quietly murmuring to Ginny while Ron ambled slightly behind. The students quickly made their way to their seats at their respective tables as Dumbledore cleared his throat.
       He gave a long speech, but Hermione zones out a few minutes in, only snapping to reality when Ginny nudged her ribs. "Please give a warm welcome to the beautiful young ladies from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic and their headmistress!" The doors burst open again as everyone turned in their seats to see young women strutting into the Great Hall. Dark blue eyes met her own, and Hermione quietly swore, well shit, I''m screwed.