Complicated

Chapter 1: A Nightmare

The beautiful girl ran through the dark and forbidding dungeon, trembling with tears running down her face. She was only sixteen, which was very young. The poor girl wasn't ready for the pain and horror that lay before her in this terrible dungeon that she never feared before.

The dungeon, with its dark stone walls and blood smears were her opinion of hell. Just pure hell. Before these terrible times, the young girl would just walk down these dungeon halls without any trace of fear. Now, it was dangerous to be here.

The girl was told to stay above ground, but she couldn't bear to let anyone hurt or worse kill her love, but that failed. She let him die. Nothing could possibly bring him back. She had never felt so much pain in her life. The lost of love, was enough to drive any one crazy.

The girl gulped, and continued to run even though it pained her to leave HIM behind, even though there was no use helping him. After all he was already dead. The girl ran her fingers through, her long curly brown hair, thinking of him, and the times they shared before this. So what! She didn't care that his family didn't consider her perfect. Nobody deserved this kind of pain. The only person as close to him as she, was his sister, but she was dead too. Nothing could have saved her either.

The girl suddenly collapsed from exhaustion and despair. She gave up all possible hope of escaping this place. Nothing could be done. As much as she wished, nothing could be changed.

Then she slowly looked up and saw the man she had come to despise. She stared into his hateful gray eyes that were cold and hateful. He looked so very smug, even though he just did the unthinkable! Murdering his two children. Those gray eyes...just like HIS eyes! She couldn't bear to look at them.

The girl's lip trembled violently, and she inverted her eyes from his. She tried to look as brave as possible, "You can kill me, but you can NEVER change what we did, you monster!"

The wicked man smiled full of malevolence, "Shut up, mudblood! You and my foolish son and daughter got what they deserved. Death is the punishment for disobeying me. Surely you knew that! Well, farewell mudblood. Perhaps we'll meet again in the distant future."

The girl braced herself as she heard that horrible curse being muttered from the man's lips, "Avada Kedavra!"

Green light filled everything, and pain shot through the girl's body. Even though she was on the brink of death she retorted, "All in the name of love...."

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Hermione Granger woke up immediately. She felt a cold sweat break out on her forehead. Hermione shuddered, and she felt her heart pounding against her chest.. How she hated that cursed nightmare that came to haunt her every single night. Even though she constantly tried to tell herself it was just a dream, it awoke her with the same horror every single night all summer.

Hermione groaned and rolled over to check her digital clock. It said: 4:00 AM. Hermione sat up cursing to herself, ~ The one night when I need decent sleep, I need to be awoken by some stupid nightmare. Now I am going to be so sleepy tomorrow, thanks to this nonsense.~

Hermione rolled back over and began to think. Why? Why was she always awoken by the same exact dream every night? It was starting to freak her out very much. How could this same exact dream have the same exact power to frighten the crap out of her.

Hermione was not used to being frightened by nightmares. She had always thought of them as ridiculous nonsense that should be disregarded. Even when she was a little girl, 'bad dreams' didn't faze her at all. Now here she was at the age of sixteen, being woken up by nightmares. Hermione almost laughed out loud about how silly that was.

Hermione looked back over at the clock. 4:30. She shook her head, and gave up hope of anymore sleep. She was awake, and wasn't about to fall back asleep.

She slowly got out of bed and began to look through all her schoolbooks, that were sitting at the foot of her bed.. Hermione loved school and to read. Those were her two main passions.

Her two best friends, Harry and Ron, may have found this annoying, but Hermione loved them anyway. They stood by her pretty much all the time, except for one or two spats.

Hermione squealed with delight. Tomorrow she would go to platform 9 ¾ to catch the train to go to her school, Hogwarts. This year would be her sixth year. She couldn't wait to see Ron and Harry again. This summer they didn't see each other at all, not once. They only wrote letters by owl. Hermione couldn't imagine how they changed since she last saw them. "Time sure does fly," thought Hermione aloud.

She sighed deeply lost in thought. Hopefully this year no ones life would be in danger, like her past years at Hogwarts. Maybe this year would be peaceful and calm. Maybe nothing horrible will happen. However, if Harry Potter was your best friend. That wasn't possible.

Hermoine got up and walked slowly in the blue and white tiled bathroom that was connected to her room. She stared in the mirror and began to brush her long, curly chestnut hair. She changed quite a bit over the summer. Her hair was no longer that bushy fizz ball. It was filled with long delicate curls that framed her sparking brown colored eyes well. She also wasn't as boyish, but she was curvier. She also lost her huge front teeth. Well, they've been gone since the 4th year. Hermoine grinned happily. She actually felt pretty.

Hermoine walked back to her room, and got changed into a bright pink tank top and her silver jeans. She smiled, and looked back at the clock. 5:00. "Better get ready for another year, " Hermoine giggled. She went over to her stuff to pack it for her journey to Hogwarts. Her nightmare was long forgotten, but not for long.

Chapter 2: Encounter on the Hogwarts Express By Malfoy's Sister??

The next day was a beautiful perfect day. The sky was a bright cerulean, and was cloudless. The weather was also not to hot and not to cold, but a perfectly comfortable seventy-five degrees. It was a great day to be alive.

Hermione looked up at Harry and Ron, who were sitting across from her in their usual compartment. Ron and Harry changed so much as well, for the better of course!. Hermoine was looking out the window on the train thinking all these different things. Suddenly she got pegged in the head with a chocolate frog. She gasped, "Huh? What?"

Harry and Ron were laughing at her. Ron smiled, running his hands through his red hair at Hermoine. Hermione smirked, "What did you do that for."

Ron replied, "What's the matter? You've been quite quiet."

Hermoine smiled back at him, "Oh! Nothing is wrong. I've just been thinking a lot lately."

Ron teased her, "It's not good to think too much. I mean, don't you do enough of that all ready."

Hermione didn't reply, but instead was thinking about when she met Harry and Ron at platform 9 ¾ that day. Harry and Ron were more built, and both looked very handsome. Ron with his cherry red hair and blue eyes, and Harry with his jet-black hair and bright green eyes. Hermione noticed how different they looked, and she was sure they noticed her changes to, because they seemed a little more well, flirty then usual.

"Whatever! I can think as much as I want Ronald," cooed Hermione back at Ron's remark about her thinking.

Ron blushed a deep red and Harry snickered, "You guys can't never last three minutes without arguing, can you?"

Harry turned to Hermione and winked at her with his sparkling green eyes. Hermione giggled. She was lucky to Harry and Ron as her best friends, but now she was even luckier to have them, because they were so much cuter!

Suddenly their compartment door slid open violently. Harry, Ron, and Hermoine glanced up to see who it was and much to their disgust it was someone unwanted. Draco Malfoy, their ultimate rival since their first year at Hogwarts. His cronies, Crabbe and Goyle, accompanied him. Crabbe and Goyle looked as stupid, and clueless as ever. Malfoy however changed over the summer too, physically for the better, just like Harry and Ron. His personality though, was a vile as ever.

Malfoy ran his fingers through his white blond hair, and glared at the group with his gray eyes, and sneered, "Look who it is. Potter, Weasly, and Granger. The wonderful trio is still together I see."

Harry glanced coolly up at Malfoy, "What the hell do you want? You know well enough that you're not welcome around here."

Malfoy snickered, "OH really. Well, I just figured I would see how the 'Dream Team' was doing. Well, it appears nothing has changed. You're still as pathetic as ever obviously!"

Malfoy looked over at Ron and noted his second hand robes, "Well, it appears you didn't get any richer this summer, Weasly. Oh what a pity. Still living in that place you call a house. I bet Hagrid's hut looks like a castle compared to what you are used to."

Both Harry and Hermione had to hold Ron back from attacking Malfoy. Harry whispered to Ron, "He's not worth it."

Malfoy snickered, "How lovely. Potter to the rescue! What's the matter Weasly? Can't stand up for yourself?"

Ron shook with fury, and tried to get close enough to Malfoy to punch him. Hermoine whispered sweetly to Ron, "Listen to Harry. Absolutely no Malfoy is worth getting expelled for."

Malfoy glared at Hermoine and Ron, "Oh! How cute! Your mudblood girlfriend is standing up for you Weasly. Shame. I thought the mudblood would pick the rich and famous Potter, before she went for poor boy Weasly."

Hermione gritted her teeth, "How about you get out of here Malfoy! Nobody wants you here!"

Ron shook his fist at Malfoy, "You and your stupid Slytherin friends are worth nothing to us! Get out!"

Malfoy grinned sourly and turned to Hermione and smirked, "Well, I'm worth a thousand of your damn mudblood friend here!"

Ron and Harry turned bright red. Hermione could tell they were looking murderous. Ron and Harry were about to pull their wands out at Malfoy when they were cut off by a young girl's voice, "God Draco! I am so sick and tried of hearing that disgusting, degrading word!"

Everyone looked up to see a young girl student standing there. She had silver blond hair and bright gray eyes, just like Malfoy. Her hair was long and wavy and it was pulled back into a ponytail that flowed down her back. She was wearing just muggle jeans and a tee shirt and didn't bother to get changed into her school robes yet.

Crabbe and Goyle stared coldly at Malfoy, "What is she doing here?"

Malfoy gasped in surprise and shook his head, "Jewel! I told you about a hundred times to wait up front."

Jewel smiled brightly, "But Draco, I wanted to explore to train. It's my first year, and I can't wait. YAHOO! NEW SCHOOL! NEW ME! Rock on!"

Harry and Ron lowered their wands. They all stared at the girl curiously. She noticed because she said, "Oh! Hi! I'm Jewel Malfoy. Nice to meet you! I can't wait to meet more people! This is so much fun! I love meeting and chatting up with new people."

Harry and Ron looked repulsed, but Hermione was slightly amused. This girl didn't seem that bad. She was kind of cute, and she seemed very approachable

Malfoy stared at the group of Gryffindors and rolled his eyes, "What are you looking at."

Malfoy then glared at Jewel, "Shut up! You've been driving me crazy! Now get your ass back up front!"

Jewel laughed loudly and clearly. Her laughter echoed through the train. Then she stuck out her tongue at Malfoy, "You and your curses! 'Mudblood' 'Ass' Gosh! Can you go a day without cursing? Nah! I bet not!"

Jewel turned her back to Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle. Instead she looked at Harry, Ron, and Hermione, "Can you believe my stupid brother and his friends? They are so immature."

Her face suddenly lit up and she smirked devilishly, " You know what? This remains me of the time, when Draco went to fly his broom on vacation and-"

Malfoy went rigid, and his face started the turn scarlet. Crabbe started to laugh stupidly, "OH yeah! That was great! That was definitely uh one of the more memorable moments."

Goyle laughed too, "He was blushing for the rest of the trip. I thought Mr. Malfoy was ready to kill him after that happened."

Malfoy turned bright red and he seemed very humiliated, "Shut up! I told you never EVER to repeat that story! Jewel! Never ever repeat that story to a soul! Understand!"

Jewel continued to smile to her brother's angry face, "Oh! Draco! It's a funny story! You have to admit it is humorous."

Crabbe and Goyle agreed, "We thought it was funny!"

They continued to laugh loudly. Ron and Harry began to snicker to at Malfoy's mortified expression. Hermione, however, rolled her eyes. They were obviously being immature. Ron smirked, "Oh! What exactly happened on your wonderful trip, Malfoy?"

Malfoy didn't say anything to Ron, but he growled at Jewel, "No! It's a-a embarrassing story! Not funny at all! Get back up front! That's the last time I'm going to tell you!"

Jewel shook her head in protest, "You can't tell me what to do! So I won't listen to you, you big meanie!"

Ron and Harry both laughed. Harry sneered at Malfoy, "Your sister has got good advice, Malfoy! You could learn a thing or two from her."

Harry and Ron continued to laugh and they gave each other a high five.

Malfoy turned even redder, "I swear Jewel! If you don't shape up right now, I'll write to father! I mean it! He'll be very angry with you!"

That did it. Crabbe and Goyle immediately shut up, and scowled. Harry and Ron stared at Malfoy. Hermione looked down at Jewel.

Jewel's huge smile had faded, and her gray eyes filled with tears. Her lip trembled. Jewel gripped her arm tightly, and shouted, "That man you call 'Father'. You're going to write to him! I-I didn't do- BASTARD!"

Jewel turned around and ran down the corridor with tears streaming down her face. Many people were now peering out of the compartments to see what was wrong. Pansy Parkinson walked up and stopped Jewel from running. Jewel glared at her and continued to run. Pansy gave Malfoy a confused look, and said, "Draco? You're sister?"

"I know," Malfoy growled.

Goyle shrugged, "Way to go. Now you pissed Jewel off big time."

Crabbe glared at Malfoy, "We came down here to make fun of them, and instead you end up threatening your sister. Smooth move!"

Malfoy went white and shook his head, "Oh God! Jewel I didn't mean-"

Without another word Malfoy ran after his sister with Crabbe and Goyle on his heels. Hermoine watched them and slowly shut the door, and sat back down. Harry and Ron did the same. Hermoine continued to look out the window and she muttered, "Gosh! I didn't know Malfoy had a sister."

Harry shrugged, "I suppose they don't talk about her that much. Nobody would want to hear about the Malfoy's. They are the evilest family in the Wizarding World. Well, maybe not. Probably after the Riddles. "

Ron laughed loudly, "I can see why they would never want to talk about her anyway! The girl is crazy!"

Hermoine glared at Ron, "She's not crazy! She's just friendly! I don't know how she can be that outgoing living with Malfoy though. However, she doesn't seem that bad of a person. She's a first year, and has a right to be excited."

Ron stared at Hermoine, "Why are you defending her, Hermoine? She's a Malfoy. All Malfoy's are bad blood."

"Oh! Please Ron! We barely even though the girl! I'm not going to judge her by her family. Don't you agree, Harry?"

Harry sighed, "Well, like Ron said, all Malfoy's are bad blood. I don't see why we can trust her. She's probably no better then her brother."

Ron nodded vigorously, "Right! After all, everyone knows they're in You Know Who's inner circle of followers!"

Harry looked up and said without thinking, "Voldemort?"

Hermione flinched at that name, and Ron shouted, "For the love of God Harry! Don't say his name!"

Hermione shrugged, "It's okay Ron."

Then she turned to Harry and said, "I know Lucius Malfoy is most likely a Death Eater, but it doesn't seem that his daughter would be. I mean, she looks so innocent, and didn't you see how terrified she was at the mere mention of Lucius?"

Ron growled at Hermione, "They are all definitely Death Eaters! No doubt about! Lets just change the subject all ready!"

Harry and Ron moved on to talking about the up coming Quidditch matches and how they were going to murder the Slytherin team. Hermoine sighed and looked back out the window. She didn't feel like talking about that right now. She never had a huge passion for Quidditch.

Instead she thought about Malfoy's younger sister, and about how happy she seemed until Malfoy threatened to write home. He was such a jerk! She couldn't help but feel sorry for Jewel. It must suck to be judged because of your family.

That was all Hermione could think about the entire train ride to Hogwarts. That and absolutely nothing else.

Whew! Tell me what you think. I will TRY to make these chapters longer! I hope you enjoy the story. Please R/R. My first fan fic. BE NICE. LOL.