Well before I start I would first like to thank all of my loyal readers for giving the time to write such nice reviews. I am so glad you all enjoyed my story; nothing makes me happier then to get a new review telling me what a great story it is. I know it has been ages without so much as a word from me and I wish to apologize for that. But after reading my story more thoroughly it has come to my attention that I can do a hell of a lot better than I have done. I realized it was a little bit rushed so I decided to rewrite it and I just hope that you like it as much if not more than the original. But have no fear the pig scene is still there and all the funny parts it just won't be as rushed. So without further a due enjoy my story.

I WILL BE PUTTING UP NEW CHAPTERS FOR THE NEXT COUPLE OF HOURS SO BE PATIENT AND MORE WILL BE ON ITS WAY.

I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER OR THE CHARMED SERIES

ENJOY LOVE ANIME FREAK INC

Chapter One

Hermione groaned softly as she was awoken by her mother's screeching voice. Pulling the covers over her head she sighed hoping if she ignored her mother long enough she would grow tired and eventually leave to go drink herself into a coma. After a couple of minutes that dream quickly left as her mother's knocks got louder. Wincing at the racket Hermione wondered briefly if the neighbours could hear the noise and decided to get up before her mum broke the door down and she was forced to replace it. With a defeated sigh she slowly sat up ignoring the sharp pain that shot through her chest. It had been two weeks since the fiasco at the ministry of magic and she still felt that effects of the curse that had been flung at her. They had gone to save Sirius after Harry had a vision of his godfather being tortured by Voldermort. Of course it had all been a hoax in an attempt to bring Harry out of hiding and they had paid the prize for their rash actions.

Of course she didn't blame Harry for what had happened, she could never blame him. No the blame was all hers, after all she had a fair idea that it was a trap and yet she still let him go and nearly get himself killed. She should have tried harder to convince him that what he saw wasn't real, or at least hog-tied him or something and then went straight to an order member. Luckily everyone got out fairly unscathed, with the occasional scratch or bruise, but that didn't stop the guilt from nearly eating her alive. Rubbing her aching chest she sighed wishing the Deatheater had just killed her. It would have been a lot better than being stuck in this hell hole being barked at like a dog. "I'm up" she called out running a hand through her curly brown hair "It's about time Richard will be home soon and I want this house spotless" her mother screeched though the door.

Ah yes Richard her mother's husband and personal piggy bank. He was the owner of several chains of hotels all over the world and was one of the richest men in the world. Her mother had married him when she found herself knocked up at fourteen and kicked out of her prestigious all girls school in San Francisco. Of course Richard wasn't her father and they didn't pretend he was either. She still remembered the first time she had called that monster daddy. She had heard one of the girls call the man that picked her up daddy up from primary school. When she had asked the teacher what a daddy was she told her it was a man that lived with mummy and loved you very much. Well Richard lived with her mother and as far as she knew he loved her so that made him her daddy right? Wrong...If she had known she would get such a bad reaction from such a small word she would never have said it.

"Are you listening I said that living-room better be spotless by the time I get out of the bath or there will be hell to pay" Hearing her mother storm off Hermione let out a snort. Knowing her overly vain mother she would be in the bathroom of a least two hours trying to make herself 'gorgeous', for her husband's return. Like any amount of make-up would make that hag-like thing gorgeous, with a face like a horse and straw like hair her mother was far from beautiful. In fact she looked like a deformed troll, with bad hair and skin blemishes, from tanning to long. Thankfully she had gotten her looks from her father's side of the family, or at least that was what her mother screamed at her during her frequent drunken rages. Walking over to her drawers she pulled out a black wife beater and a pair of hip huggers before silently getting dressed.

Pulling her hair into a messy bun she laid down on her bed pulling out a crumpled photo from under her pillow. It was a picture of a boy who was around fourteen years of age, with messy brown hair and chocolate eyes. He was smiling brightly up at the camera while lying lazily on an old Victorian styled couch. Tears filled Hermione's eyes as she stared down at the tared and aging photo. "Hey dad" she whispered softly running a gentle finger over the photo, not wishing to damage it any further. It was the only thing that she had of her father and she wanted to treasure it forever. She didn't know much about her father or his family, and what she did know she had found on Google. She had been tempted many times to just run away and go live with her father and his family, but she never made it past the front gate before doubt and fear would overtake her and she would change her mind.

After all the man didn't even know of her existence and as much as she wanted to meet her birth father she just couldn't bring herself to do it, knowing that there was a chance that he could very well have another life. A life with a perfect wife and beautiful children, she could imagine them all sitting around the table for tea, laughing and joking and talking about the perfect day they had. The last thing he needed was a bastard child coming along and ruining his well built life. So instead she settled for driving eight hours to San Francisco to go to the local night club P3, which her grandmother owned. Besides Hogwarts it was the only place in the world that ever felt like home, a place where she could escape and be free from her family.

A loud sharp knock brought the young witch out of her depressed thoughts "what now?" she grumbled angrily, wishing, not for the first time magic outside of Hogwarts was allowed. Then she could hex whoever was currently interrupting her, and she could finally get a moments rest from all the shit in her life. "Mum sent me to make sure you were helping Patty clean up" a nasally voice called out causing Hermione to let out a frustrated growl. Sitting up slowly she shot her younger sister a glare, knowing that she couldn't see it through the door. Ellie her younger sister and a constant pain in her arse, she was mummy's little princess and spent all her time making sure Hermione knew it. "Yeah I'm coming now piss off" she spat angrily quickly placing teh photo back in its hiding spot.

Standing up she bit back a gasp as pain ripped through her chest, searching through her bedside table she let out a frustrated groan, realizing that she had used the last of the pain relief potion last night. "I thought you said you were coming out now" Ellie whined banging on the door, doing her best impersonation of their mother. "I also told you to piss off now PISS OFF" she barked angrily leaning against the bedside table for support. What was she supposed to do now? The pain was getting worse and she had nothing to get rid of it. Sure she had some muggle medication but that was barely enough to take the edge off the pain. Well right now that was better than nothing, and she could always write to Madame Pomfrey for more of the potion later.

Grabbing the bottle her pain-killers she quickly closed the draw and made her out of the room, colliding into her younger sister. "Didn't I tell you to piss off?" Hermione asked annoyed smacking the younger girl upside the head "I'm telling mummy you hit me" Ellie screeched stalking after Hermione with a murderous look on her face "good for you" Hermione said rolling her eyes while swallowing two pills. "Are you taking drugs again? I'm telling mummy you are" coming to an abrupt stop Hermione shot her a glare "no they're anti-loser pills so I don't get your freaky germs" "you're the freak" rolling her eyes she continued walking "oh how mature did you think of that all yourself" "well at least I'm not a witch" Ellie spat crossing her arms.

"Yeah but I can turn you into a slug and there would be nothing you could do" she replied smugly, knowing very well she had just won their little argument. Letting out an inhuman screech Ellie shot her one last glare before bolting down the hall calling for their mother. "Loser" walking into the living room Hermione smiled when she saw Julie dusting the mahogany curtains. Patty was thirty five years old and had started working for them at sixteen when her own mother had died of breast cancer and she had needed the money to support herself and pay for tuition. She was in every sense of the word her mother, when she was sick with chicken pox; she had been the one to take care of her. She was always the one that took her to buy school supplies and was the only one sad to see her go back to Hogwarts.

One day when they had been cleaning she had asked Patty why she hadn't chased her dream of being a teacher. Wrapping an arm around her shoulders, she placed a gentle kiss on her forehead and smiled "because my dream to see you happy is far more important to me than being a teacher"

Smiling at the memory she shook herself out of her musings "I heard Miss Ellie scream did you threaten to turn her into a slug again?" Patty asked placing her hands on her hips and shooting the young witch an amused smirk "morning Patty" Hermione chuckled as she gave her a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek. Letting out a fake disappointed sigh she flicked the duster in Hermione's face "I tell you Miya I just don't know what to do with you" "you know you love me" she teased wrinkling her nose "and don't you forget it" Patty cooed pinching the young teen's cheek. "Now how is your chest? I heard you having some problems with it last night" she asked her voice laced with concern. Letting out a sigh she began to set up the vacuum cleaner "it hurts like hell and I have run out of the potion Madame Pomfrey gave me" Hermione replied knowing there was no use lying, since she basically had an inbuilt lie detector.

"My poor little Miya" Patty cooed placing a small kiss on the top of her head "you should be in bed resting not in here cleaning" "Well the hag wants me cleaning and I don't feel like feeling her wrath if she finds out I was 'slacking' off" Hermione gritted out as the pain hit her like a ton of bricks. "That's it you are lying down I don't care what the hag says" Patty said grabbing Hermione by the shoulders and pushing her onto the couch. "I can't I have to help" she panted as she felt her energy slowly leave her. "No you will sleep and if the mega bitch has a problem with it then she can take it up with me" Patty said heatedly placing the blanket that was hanging over the couch over the pain filled witch.

"I don't want to get you into trouble" Hermione whispered fighting desperately to fight off the drowsiness as the pills began to take effect. Smiling down at her Patty gently ran her long fingers through Hermione's soft curly hair "who is the parent around here missy?" letting out a small pain filled laugh, she rolled her eyes "you are" "that's right and don't you forget it" the last thing Hermione heard was Patty humming gently before she let the darkness overcome her.

"Miya sweetie, come on you need to wake up" a soothing voice called rousing Hermione out of her fitful sleep. Groggily sitting up she propped herself up on her elbows and sighed "what time is it?" running a hand through the young teen's messy curls Patty smiled "its 5:30" with a groan she slumped back onto the couch and threw her arm over her face, wanting nothing more than to curl up into a ball and go back to sleep. Ever since she had come back from Hogwarts her dreams had been riddled with nightmares and pain making it near impossible to sleep at night. "Come on sleepy head I know you are tired but you need to get up" Patty said chuckling when Hermione let out a stifled groan and tried to wave her away "now come on Richard is home and you need to go greet him"

Sitting back up she once again propped herself up onto her elbows "and I should care why?" she asked with a raised eyebrow "I never said you should care I said to go and greet him" Patty replied cheekily holding out her hand for the young witch "now hurry up the quicker you do it the quicker you can leave" taking the offered hand Hermione winced when pain shot through her chest "like a band aid" patting her on the back she smiled "exactly like a bandaid now go and play nice" Patty laughed pushing the girl out of the door "and don't turn him into a slug"

Walking into the foyer Hermione almost gagged when she saw her mother trying to shove her tongue down the elderly man's throat. Wanting nothing more than to bolt and try to burn that sight out of her memory, she took a step forward and cleared her throat. Pulling away from each other Hermione felt a shiver run down her spine when they turned to face her "your still here I see" Richard spat wrapping an arm around her mother 'great detective work did you figure that out yourself' "hello Richard" Hermione said kindly through a forced grin "so when are you leaving to stay with those freaks" 'I'm already staying with them' mentally counting to ten she sighed "I don't know they haven't invited me yet" letting out a grunt of acknowledgment he went back to kissing Sakua.

Taking this as a hint that she was excused, she bolted out of the foyer wanting to put as much distance between her and the couple as she could. Closing the door to her bedroom Hermione smiled brightly when she saw Hedwig sitting on the post of her bed "hey there baby girl" Hermione cooed holding her arm out for the owl to fly onto. Not needing another invitation Hedwig let out a hoot before flying over and landing on Hermione's outstretched arm. "How are you girl? Are you good?" she cooed running her fingers through her snowy white feathers. Letting out another hoot she puffed out her chest proudly and stuck out her leg to Hermione. Untying the letter from Hedwig's leg she let out a grateful hoot before making her way over to her drinking bowl.

Watching Hedwig drink she smiled before turning her attention to the unopened letter, hoping it was an invitation to come and stay the rest of the summer at Grimmauld Place. Mentally crossing her fingers she eagerly tore the envelope and read the letter

Dear Hermione,

I am currently staying at Grimmauld Place with Sirius and the Weasleys. Ron and I are having so much fun with Sirius playing Quidditch and eating so much chocolate I am seriously thinking about joining Jenny Craig. So how have your holidays been I bet you have finished all of our holiday homework on the first week. You will not believe it but when I first got here Ginny asked me out and I said yes so now we are officially a couple. All though Ron is having a tough time stomaching it but at least Molly was happy she nearly crushed me with one her bear hugs. Anyway I thought I would tell you the good news I have to go now Ron is kicking my arse in Chess hope you are having a good holiday.

Harry Potter.

Tears filled her eyes as she felt her heart break, Ginny had asked Harry out and he said yes. Letting the letter drop to the ground she felt her body go numb, no this was impossible she must have read the letter wrong. Ginny was her friend there was no way she would ask Harry out after knowing how Hermione felt. What about the girl code? The one that said don't date your best friends love? Sure Ginny grew up in the wizarding world but there had to be a girl code there as well. She couldn't understand why the redhead would do something so cruel and underhanded after everything she had done for her. And why would Harry even say yes? It wasn't like he even liked the youngest Weasley? Or maybe he did and simply didn't tell her, they had been awfully busy what with the illegal duelling group and Unbridge.

Scrunching up the letter she threw it at the wall and then slumped back onto her bed. Looking up at the ceiling she let out a groan, feeling hurt and betrayed. Not only did Ginny go behind her back and ask Harry out but it seemed that they were having so much fun...fun without her. Once again doubt filled her as she was once again faced with the possibility that they only used her to help them with their homework. It certainly made sense after all, the only time they really got along was when she was looking over their papers or letting them copy her own. Other times they were belittling her or making fun of her goal. No Harry wasn't like that, sure she could see Ginny and Ron doing that, but not her Harry no he just to kind hearted to do that.

But then why hadn't they invited her? Not that she would have gone; she would rather be attacked by Devils Snare then be stuck in a house where Harry and Ginny were trying to suck each other's faces off. A small hoot brought Hermione out of her musings, turning to her side she saw Hedwig perched next to her nipping at her hair "life just isn't fair Hedwig" Hermione said running her hands through the birds feathers. Letting out a sympathetic hoot Hedwig continued to preen her hair "I can't believe she betrayed me like that Hedwig, I thought she was my friend? How could she ask Harry out when she knew how I felt?" letting out another hoot Hermione chuckled "you don't like her either huh" bobbing her head she let out another hoot "Hedwig you always know the right thing to say to make me feel better"

Sitting up Hermione reached over to her bedside table and pulled out a couple of owl treats. Placing them on the bed Hedwig gave a grateful hoot and dug into the treats. Pulling a neatly wrapped package from under her bed she sighed sadly, she didn't feel like writing back to him but she might as well send him his present. Shrinking it down Hermione tied it to the owl's leg and with a soft hoot she was gone. Watching Hedwig fly off into the distance Hermione sunk to the ground as tears filled her chocolate eyes. Why was life so cruel to her? Her two supposed best friends had ditched her and were now having the time of their lives. Her ex friend Ginna-bitch had stolen the love of her life. Her mother and step father wanted her dead and her biological father knew nothing of her existence.

Pulling her legs to her chest she began to cry harder, as her chest began to ache "I'm all alone" she whimpered softly. No one wanted her, not her family or her friends. She was a nothing, a waste of space, something that should never have been born. Looking around she frowned slightly when she found a bottle of champagne under her bed. Sniffling slightly she crawled over to her bed and pulled the half empty bottle from under her bed. Leaning against her bed she uncorked the bottle and down half the bottle in one gulp. Wincing as the liquid burned her throat she took another big gulp. Sniffling she ran her hands through her hair as she stared down at the bottle she was holding. No she was not an alcoholic, far from it in fact, she had been having a couple of shitty years and so she drank occasionally to make herself feel better.

After all she was the smartest witch of her time and too smart to fall into such a trap. She just needed to help her forget her shit arse life, and the people in it. Hearing her mobile go off Hermione was pulled out of her musings, finishing off the last of her champagne she crawled over to her desk and answered her phone "hello" Hermione asked her voice cracking as tears continued to flow down her cheeks. "Mione are you ok? You sound upset" a female voice asked concerned causing Hermione to smile lightly "yeah I'm fine Claire, what can I do you for?" "How about in the backseat of a limo for a ride to a club" Claire teased causing Hermione to burst out laughing "sounds doable" "oh I am very doable" Claire purred into the phone "Oh I bet you are" Hermione laughed twirling the empty bottle in her hand.

"So you up for it, you me and a bunch of friends clubbing hot and hard" "I don't know Claire I'm not feeling well" Hermione replied with a depressed sigh as she leaned against her desk for support. Right now all she wanted to do was drown her sorrow with whatever alcoholic beverage she could get her hands on. "Are you would be 'rents giving you a hard time again?" Claire asked her voice laced with concern "you know you can stay with us if they are, daddy loves having you here" closing her eyes she clenched her teeth, oh how she wished it was her parents giving her a hard time, it wouldn't hurt as much if it was. "No just having probs with a certain red-headed skank" she replied breaking the silence. "See you have to come, how else are we supposed to plot against her if you are there and sober" Claire reasoned "I'll be there in thirty and then we can plot this cows demise" and without another word she hung up.

Looking down at her phone she sighed "well there goes my plan drinking alone in the dark" she muttered lightly shakily getting to her feet and making her way to her walk in cupboard, knowing that there was no way of getting out of this since Claire had obviously made up her mind. And knowing her if she wasn't ready before the blonde got here she would be more than willing to drag her out half naked if need be. Picking out a simple black tank top and skirt she made her way to the showers grabbing a bottle of fire whiskey on the way.

Making her way through the foyer Hermione let out a frustrated growl, when she saw Richard by the door, giving her a glare that would scare Voldermort himself. "And just where do you think you are going?" Richard snapped angrily crossing the foyer in two large strides, successfully blocking Hermione's path. "I'm going out with my friends and the last time I checked that wasn't a crime" Hermione snipped haughtily crossing her arms angrily. Before she knew it he had his hand tightly around her throat and was slamming her into the wall "listen here you little bitch I may be stuck with you for another three years, but I will not tolerate your bullshit" he seethed spit flying from his mouth, as his entire face went a dark shade of purple.

"Funny I was thinking the very same thing about you" Hermione replied coolly through narrowed eyes, unfazed by the vice like grip on her neck "fun little fact to share with the class, I only have to wait one year to be able to use my magic outside of school" letting out a feral growl his vice like grip tightened as he pulled her closer "I don't take kindly to threats so unless you want to live to your seventeenth birthday I suggest you stay out of my way" he whispered angrily into her ear. Shoving her to the ground he fixed his black jacket and without another word walked briskly out of the foyer. Watching the man's retreating back Hermione felt tears well up in her brown eyes. She couldn't understand what she had done to deserve a family that hated her; she had always been good and did what she was told.

So what did she do to deserve all this abuse? Maybe she had done something in another life and now was paying the price. Rubbing her pounding chest she felt her body go numb, as she heard someone pounding on the front door. Slowly pulling herself off the ground Hermione quickly wiped the stray tears from her eyes and quickly went to answer the door. As soon as she opened the door however she found herself flat on her back being crushed to death by her obviously drunk friend. "Oh Mione babe I have missed you" Claire sobbed loudly into her shoulder. Wincing as pain shot through all her body she slowly patted the hysterical girl on the back "I missed you more." Shaking her head madly she wiped the tears out of her eyes "that's impossible because-cause I missed you the more than me"

Letting out a small chuckle she shook her head slightly "no Claire-bear you are just drunk" letting out a pathetic whine Claire sat up and ran her hands through Hermione's hair "and you aren't you are here sober and all miserable" instantly brightening up Claire jumped up and dragged an amused Hermione to her feet "but do not worry cause I have a limo full of drunks and alcohol and we are going to party so hard all ya troubles will be-well they won't be troubles" she giggled stumbling slightly as she led Hermione out into the limo. "Trust me babe we are going to have the time of our lives and that red-haired bitch will be sorry she missed with us" Getting in Hermione smiled when she saw her old friend Rick playing his DS.

Looking up from his game he casually turned it off before offering her a smile "hey Mini Moo how are you?" rolling her eyes at the stupid nickname Hermione gave him a quick hug before snuggling into his embrace "I'm fine and I told you to stop calling me mini moo" she snapped in mock anger, smacking him with her purse. "But you are my mini moo" Rick joked clutching his chest as a pained look flashed over his face "I am not a cow" "Of course you aren't" he said slowly his eyes darting around the crowded limo in fake nervousness. Smacking him again she rolled her eyes as he let out a fake wince "not even together for three minutes and already you are trying to injure me" he whined softly running a hand through Hermione's curly brown hair.

"Well maybe if you weren't such a pain" she laughed gently poking and in the side and they went into a comfortable silence. Handing Hermione a glass of red wine Claire wrapped an arm around her slim shoulder "Hermione you still aren't drinking" she giggled taking a sip of her own drink before letting out a satisfied sigh "that is some good shite" rolling her eyes in amusement Hermione downed the glass in one gulp "so where are we taking this party?" Hermione asked as she poured herself another drink. "Duh P3 of course" she replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Feeling herself go numb Hermione turned to face Claire who was now downing a bottle of straight vodka. "But that is an eight hour drive, why don't we just go to a local club" Hermione protested weakly her heart thudding painfully in her chest.

"Because this night is about you and since you love the place why the hell not" Ignoring the chorus of agreeing drunks she mentally kicked herself for not having the sense of asking where they were going before she had hoped into the limo, Hermione searched through her brain of an excuse not to go. Normally she would love going to the club, she loved any excuse to be close to the family that knew nothing of her existence, but right now all she wanted to do was stay as far away from any and all reminders of her suck-tastic life. "But by the time we get there everyone will be to drunk not to mention tired so there is really no reason to go now is there" Hermione blurted out quickly inwardly patting herself on the back, there was no way they could rebut that argument.

"Which is why we are staying at Claire's dad's hotel we have had it booked for months for your special arrival" David, a blonde haired guy she had known since primary slurred before going back to making out with his girlfriend. "Come on babes it'll be fun" Claire giggled handing her a fruit tingle "so just sit back and enjoy the ride" taking the offered drink with a sigh, she slumped back into her seat, realizing her day just went from bad to nuclear and there was nothing she could do about it. Downing her drink in one gulp Hermione rolled her eyes when she felt Rick blowing on the back of her neck "someone looks like they aren't having fun" he breathed placing kisses on Hermione's neck. "Really and how do you propose to change that" she teased moaning softly when he began to suck on her earlobe.

"I have one or two small ideas" he replied nipping her ear before going back to her neck "is it working" moaning softly she nodded "I think it might be working" "Well I guess I should be trying harder" he said before pulling her into a passionate kiss. Letting the glass fall noisily to the ground she wrapped her arms around Rick's neck and deepened the kiss moaning when his hands trailed up and down her back. Thoughts of Harry and where they were going left her mind as she slowly pushed Rick onto his back and began to undo his shirt. She didn't care that she was in a limo filled with her friends and people she didn't even know. At the moment all that mattered was feeling something other than pain, heartache and confusion.

Climbing onto Rick's lap she began to trail hot kisses down his chest and stomach while he held tightly onto her waist. Pulling away she started to draw patterns on his chest "so what has gotten you so hot and feisty today?" Rick asked as he pulled Hermione onto his chest and began to play with her hair 'so much for forgetting' she thought irritably as she listened to Ric's beating heart "I have no idea what you are talking about" she mumbled closing her eyes praying to go to sleep so she didn't have to answer any of his Dr. Phil questions he loved to ask so much "don't get me wrong I enjoy making out with a totally hot chick in a crowded limo but usually it takes a hell of a lot more alcohol to get you to making out so I'll ask again what's wrong?"

"Shut up I am trying to sleep" she mumbled feeling his chest rumble when he chuckled "sure you are I am going to find out eventually so you might as well tell me now" rolling her eyes she groaned knowing he was right, he had a way of making her blurt out anything, that was how he found out about the whole father thing. "The love of my life is going out with a red-haired skank" she mumbled as tears began to well up in her eyes and the pain she felt came back. "Sorry to hear that Curly" Ric said sincerely placing a gentle kiss on her forehead "I love him so much and Ginny...I thought she was my friend and then she had the nerve to ask Harry out even though I told her how much I loved him" she mumbled as she began to cry harder clenching her friends shirt in her hand.

"Baby what's wrong?" Claire asked concerned placing her hand gently on the small of her back. "Nothing just a little emotional" Hermione replied before letting out another sob "sweetie I may be drunk but I know something is wrong" she said handing her glass to Rick before pulling the sobbing witch into a hug "Sshh sweetie I love you what hurts you hurts me now tell me what's wrong" she said running a hand through Hermione's curly brown hair. "I just don't understand why he doesn't love me" she wept clinging to Claire as if she were her life force "who would be stupid enough not to like you" Claire huffed placing a kiss on the top of her friends head "Harry" she cried before telling her about the letter she had received from Harry and how he had agreed to date Ginny.

"Ridiculous there is no way he likes that skank he probably said yes to spare her pathetic feelings" Claire said with a snort "I don't think that is it" Hermione mumbled as she wiped the tears from her eyes "well what else could it possibly be it's not like he could actually like the skank, I mean for crying out loud she is an ugly ranga" letting out a small chuckle Hermione smiled "yeah she is an ugly ranga" "we'll just have to show that ranga bitch what it means to mess with us" letting go of Hermione she poured them both a drink of vodka "let's make a toast to the destruction of that ranga bitch" taking the offered drink she let out a laugh as they clinked glasses and downed it in one gulp. "This is not going to end well, I almost feel sorry for the girl" Rick chuckled wincing when Claire shot him a death glare.

"Well don't because that bitch is asking for it" holding his hands up defensively he let out a nervous chuckle "no I totally agree bitch deserves it" he mumbled not wanting to piss the blonde haired girl off further. Although he did feel bad for the clueless red-head, who had no idea of what was to come. Claire was an easy-going party girl but you hurt Hermione and she would come down on that loser like the hammer of god, and the end result was never pretty.

Hermione groaned softly as she woke up with a pounding head-ache, and no recollection of where the hell she was. Struggling to sit up she rubbed her head as she warily took in her surroundings. Realizing she was in her regular room at Claire's dads hotel Hermione slumped back onto the bed with an audible groan. She didn't remember coming to the hotel in the first place, let alone actually going to bed, hell all she remembered was drinking more than her entire body weight. Mentally kicking herself for passing out in the limo Hermione turned over to check the time, 2:30. Much too early for her to for her to get up or doing anything either remotely productive. Besides she doubted very much that any of her friends would be up after partying so damn hard last night.

"Rise and shine sweetie" then again she had been wrong before "Why are you up and so damn cheerful?" Hermione groaned clutching her aching head and shooting her friend a dark glare. "Because I have toast and coffee as a peace offering for waking her highness up at such an ungodly hour" Claire replied sarcastically unfazed by the glare she was receiving. Plopping down onto the bed Hermione groaned as the bed shook causing waves of pain to shoot through her head. Taking the offered cup of coffee she sighed in relief as her headache and nausea faded away "I see you still have some of that hangover potion I sent you" "Best present ever" "that's all I give baby" Hermione teased her hangover fully gone.

"So now that you are hangover free are you ready to shop till you drop?" Claire asked snatching a piece of Hermione's toast. Taking a bite of her own piece Hermione chuckled "might as well no point letting all that bribery money go to waste now is there" as much as she hated her family (and they hated her) it was important for Richard that he had a strong family unit. So in order to keep Hermione quiet about what a jerk he is, he bribed her two million a year plus school expenses to play the perfect daddy's girl for the media. If they even knew half the stuff he did in his private life he would most likely get hunted down and hung by his toes. "Excellent I will go and get dressed and then we can get going" Claire squealed jumping up and down on the bed, like a two year old on a sugar rush.

Laughing at her friends antics, she rolled her eyes in amusement as she pushed her hyperactive friend out of the room "the faster you get dressed the faster we can go" "and shop till we drop" Claire squealed happily rushing out of the room. Closing the door she leaned against with a sigh wincing as pain shot through her chest 'this is going to be a long day'

To say it was a long day would be an understatement, by the time they had gotten back to the hotel Hermione's whole body was protesting, begging and pleading for her to go back to bed and never wake up. It had been a long time since she had been shopping with her blonde haired friend and had forgotten that when she said shop till you drop, she meant it. They went into so many shops and tried on so many clothes, that if she was attacked and murdered by Death-eaters right now and never had to see another shop again, she would die a peaceful and happy death. Not to mention the constant pain in her chest and the aching feeling that while she was here Ginny was making her foul moves on Harry. Just the thought of them being along together doing god knows what made Hermione want to curl into a weeping ball and die.

Dropping her bags onto the ground she practically threw herself onto her bed curling into a tight ball. Rubbing her aching chest she closed her eyes tightly as tears began to fall, what she wouldn't do for a pain release potion right about now. She knew that she should owl someone and ask to be sent more pain medication but Madame Pomfrey was away with her family in Scotland, and she couldn't bring to ask anyone from the order to send her some. Knowing full well that Harry would somehow find out and that was the last thing she needed. Although considering the way he had been acting she doubted very much that Harry would care very much, what with Ginna-bitch there to distract him. "Oh stop being such a baby" Claire teased walking into the room and jumping onto Hermione's bed.

"Hey I am injured here" Hermione mock whined slightly wincing as another shot of pain went through her chest. "I will have you know I am still suffering from a near death experience, when a Death-eater tried to kill me at the Ministry" she cried dramatically, throwing her arm over her face "but you don't care" "and yet you seemed surprised by this" Claire said in a mock soothing voice, while she rubbed Hermione's arm "honestly if you are stupid enough to go to that hellhole then you shouldn't complain when the rats try to kill you" she said calmly flipping her hair over her shoulder "oh god please stop your sympathy is going to make me cry" she replied dryly shooting Claire a look from under her arm "seriously why do you go there when every year you come back with another near death experience to tell me about"

"I know but I love going to Hogwarts, it is the only place I have ever truly been accepted" 'plus it is where I met Harry' Hermione thought sadly her heart aching painfully. Shaking her head Claire let out a small chuckle "you are one crazy biatch" "but you know you love me that way" slapping Hermione's thigh she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively "you know how I love my bitches...drunk and crazy" grinning Hermione sighed as the room went into a comfortable silence. The silence didn't last too long before it was interrupted by a loud knocking noise. Looking over at the window Hermione frowned when she saw Hedwig tapping at the window impatiently "how did you get here so fast?" Hermione asked confused as she made her way over to the window.

She had sent a letter just the other day so how the hell did she get a reply so fast. Letting Hedwig in she giggled when the snowy white owl flew into the room like a bat out of hell before perching gracefully on one of the many chairs that littered the lavious suite. "I still can't get used to sending letters by owl; I'll go get a dish of water" without a second glance Claire walked out of the room leaving Hermione alone with the owl. Grateful that her friend had left Hermione gave Hedwig a soft pat on the head before untying the letter from her leg. Taking a seat she let a frustrated groan as she contemplated whether or not to open the letter. She was supposed to be having a carefree weekend after all and there was no-way she could do that if she was reading about Harry's fun filled holidays without her.

She wanted nothing more than to throw the stupid letter into a roaring fire and send Hedwig on her way. Nodding her head Hermione went to rip the letter to shreds, there was no way she was going to let that bitch ruin her holiday. That ranga was probably gloating that she had stolen Hermione's man and had told Harry to write about their precious dates in great detail. After three minutes of staring intensely at the letter Hermione let out a sigh of defeat, knowing there was no-way she was going to rip the letter up, because if she did she would just obsess about what was in it until she went crazy. Besides if it was too bad she could always get herself even drunker than she had been planning on. Yes alcohol was the greatest cure for a broken heart, and if that didn't work she could always beat a certain skanky she-bitch...either one was fine.

Grabbing whatever courage she could find in her shaking body she slowly opened the letter and began to read it.

Dear Mione,

Thank you so much for the awesome birthday gift you got me, I have been dying to get one of these for ages. But then again you have always known what I like "huh bet Harry can't say that about you, stupid ranga" Hermione thought smugly. You should have seen the look on Ron's face it was absolutely red with jealously. I was a little surprised when you didn't write a note but I suppose you are far too busy what with your family vacation and finishing off homework. I hope you are feeling alot better I know that your chest was giving you problems and I just want to say that I am so sorry that I dragged you to the ministry I should have listened to you when you said it was a trap.

But then you know me not always the smart one, which is why I have you (and extremely grateful too) Molly says that if you need more pain medication to send an owl and she will see what she can get her hands on. Ginny and I are doing great we went on our first official date last night. We went to an underage wizard rave (there was no alcohol so don't worry) Apart from that I have been playing Quidditch with Ron, the twins and Padfoot and Moony. Can you believe it Moony plays Quidditch. We have made our own little tournament and so far Padfoot, Moony and I are in the lead. Padfoot wants to know when you want to come over so we can pick you up. And don't be surprised if Ron asks you to help with his homework since he hasn't even start yet.

Take care and have fun love your friend Harry

Ripping the letter into tiny pieces Hermione growled wishing she had gone with her first instinct and had destroyed the letter. How could that arsehole break her heart like that and then act like everything was ok. Ok so sure he had no idea of the pain he had caused, but she was dying here and he was going on with his life. And he was only asking her to come over to Grimmauld Place, which was one of the things she had been upset about in the first place. But that comment about Ron asking for help on his homework had really pissed her off, like that was all she was good for to help their lazy arses pass. "Why do homework when we have stupid gullible Hermione Granger to do it for us" Hermione ranted angrily, well screw those bastards, they could go to hell for all she cared.

Getting up she marched over to the fireplace and threw the shredded pieces of the letter into the fire, intent on watching it burn while she sang and dance around singing 'we don't need no water let that mother fucker burn' Although after five minutes of trying to start a fire Hermione cracked the shits and threw her hands up in defeat. Bad move, Hermione watched frozen as the entire fireplace and wall exploded. "Hermione" rushing into the room she froze when she found the young witch sitting in front of the fireplace covered in the remains of the fireplace and blood. "Hermione baby are you ok? What happened?" the frightened girl cried dropping her friends side. "I tried to destroy the letter" Hermione replied numbly her eyes not leaving the large hole in the wall.

"Oh baby" Claire cooed softly pulling Hermione into a hug and began to rock her gently. "It's ok, you're ok, everything is going to be ok" she whispered gently cradling the young witches head "come on sweetie whatever it was we can get through this together" "he is having fun" Hermione mumbled speaking for the first time "he is having fun with that bimbo" running her hands through the shaking girls hair she shook her head angrily "no he isn't he is probably just saying that to be nice" Claire said with certainty in her voice "he said they were going great" she mumbled into Claire's chest as tears filled her chocolate brown eyes. "They even went on their first date last night" "so it was probably so horrible he is having nightmares about it" Claire remarked earning a small giggle

"Do you think so?" Hermione asked pulling away and wiping the tears from her face "sweetie he is dating a red haired troll what do you think" she replied with a no duh tone in her voice "well she is a troll" letting out a sigh she smiled softly when Hedwig perched on her shoulder holding out a tissue with her beak. Taking the offered tissues she wiped away the remaining tears "so where did they go for this so called date?" Claire asked mockingly "to an underage club" she replied glumly "even mocked saying that there was no alcohol, as if I would care I could out drink all of them" taking the tissue from Hermione she began to wipe some of the blood off Hermione's face "we are just going to have to show this Harry your more fun side, and destroy that bitch while we are at it"

Slumping slightly Hermione looked down at her bruised hands "what if he likes her?" pausing slightly Claire frowned when she threw the bloody tissue to the side "how could you even think that he would like her more than you, I mean you are smart, beautiful, very rich and you totally kick arse" running a hand through her tangled and brick filled hair Hermione chuckled "well yeah I guess when you put it like that" grabbing Hermione by the chin she chuckled lightly "of course I put it that way, because it is totally true, that ranga troll has nothing on you" "true that" Hermione giggled sighing in relief as the pain in her face and head disappeared, ever since she could remember she had the ability to heal herself, which was rather good for when Richard started bashing into her.

"Now that you are all better you go and have shower and once you get ready we can go clubbing and think of a way to destroy that boyfriend stealer" tapping her chin thoughtfully, a smirk crossed Claire's face "and I think the perfect start would be to send her laxative chocolates from a secret admirer" raising an amused eyebrow Hermione let out a small chuckle "laxative chocolates. Isn't that kind of juvenile?" stomping her foot in mock frustration, she crossed her arms and shot Hermione a look "first of all the bitch is lucky I'm not trying to kill her and secondly with a dumb troll like her the juvenile plans always work best" "true Ginny would be too excited that someone likes her to check if the present was poisoned" Hermione agreed standing up and stretching slightly.

"Oh that bitch is going to be so sorry when we are through with her" "don't go to overboard the last thing I need is Harry mad at me for seriously hurting his girlfriend" Hermione said mockingly, although she wanted nothing more than to rip the traitorous bitches head off. "Fine I won't paralyse the bitch" Claire said with a mock sigh as she made her way out of the room, hands in the air. "Good now I will see you in a few" "good I will call the maintenance guy to come and fix this wall before we leave" Hermione felt guilt well up inside her, as she eyed the bricks and plaster that covered most of the room "I am so sorry about that by the way I didn't mean it and I can pay the damages if your dad wants me to"

Waving a dismissive hand at her she smiled "don't worry about it daddy loves you and knows it was an accident now go and get ready we are leaving in half an hour" Without a second glance Claire left the room, closing the door behind her. Watching Hedwig drink from the bowl on the floor Hermione smiled slightly "get ready Ginny because we are coming for you and we don't play nice." Grabbing a change of clothes and her toiletry items she made her way to the bathroom. "I wonder if the bitch can play with fire."

Hermione smiled as she made her way from the bar holding a glass of coke. Even though this was a strictly no-alcohol rave Hermione was having a blast, hell she didn't even care that it was at P3, it just made her feel more at home. Making her way over to the table her friends were currently occupying Hermione snorted when she saw Tom making out with his girlfriend. Sitting down next to Rick she let out a groan of protest when he took her drink and downed it in one gulp "you owe me a coke you fat pig" Hermione snapped smacking him up the back of the head with her purse. "Yeah, yeah" he mumbled rolling his eyes in amusement. "Oh aren't you just the cutest" Hermione giggled at the mock frown on his face "I am a man and as a man I am not cute" he ground out crossing his arms in mock anger before huffing slightly "the nerve of some people I tell ya" laughing she got up and offered Rick her hand "well how about I make it up to you with a dance" jumping up he eagerly took her hand and lead her onto the dance floor.

"I guess that is a yes" Hermione laughed as they began to dance "yes I think that is a slight possibility." Dancing happily Hermione felt someone tapping on her shoulder. Turning around she saw a handsome boy with blonde hair and blue eyes smiling cheekily at her "hey there, you want to dance?" he asked offering her his hand. Looking around to ask Rick, she laughed when she found him already dancing with someone else. Sending the boy a cute smile she shrugged "I guess" Hermione replied taking his hand and allowing him to lead her to another part of the club. Watching the people dancing wildly around her she laughed as they began to dance "my name is Hermione what's your name?" "My name is Charlie nice to meet you" he replied with a wink

"So I haven't seen you around here first time here?" "Not really but I live like eight hours away I just came here with my friends" Hermione replied dancing rythmatically to the music ignoring everything else except the music and the boy she was dancing with "you?" "Yeah you could say I am really close to the people who own this place" he said with a weird knowing smirk that made Hermione frown. Did he know that she was a long lost relative to the person who owned the place and was just toying with her? Shaking her head she laughed knowing there was no-way this person knew and that she was just getting paranoid. "Nice" Hermione replied trying to hide her discomfort silently reminding herself about the promise she made about staying away from Harry and family.

"Want to go and get a drink?" Hermione asked hoping to distract him "sure wait here I will be right back" before she could argue he walked over to the bar leaving Hermione by herself. Walking over to the aging woman with slightly greying hair he blushed when she sent him a knowing smirk "hey there Aunt Piper" he said sitting down on a stool "so who is the girl you are dancing with?" silently cursing his aunt's hawk like eyes he shrugged "it's Hermione I just met her" he mumbled looking down at his feet "oh really hey Phoebe" Piper called making Charlie blush harder "yeah Piper? Oh hey sweetie" Phoebe said happily ruffling her son's hair "look at who your son is dancing with" Piper said pointing to the brown haired girl who was in a red tank top a black mini skirt and black go-go boots. "Oh she is very cute, good catch" Phoebe mumbled leaning against the counter and watching the girl who was standing there awkwardly.

"Her names Hermione" Piper said with an amused smirk on her face "oh wow and a gorgeous name" "Yeah well putting away doubts of your sexuality and the fact you are married, she is a little too young for you" Charlie said sarcastically earning a smack across the head from his aunt and mum "so what can I get you and your little date?" Piper asked pulling out two glasses "two cokes please" he mumbled letting the whole little date thing slide. "Well I am so proud of you" Phoebe teased pinching his cheek when she was suddenly overcome by a vision.

The young girl growled in frustration at the fireplace flicking her wrists she blew the fireplace and the wall up. Suddenly white lights appeared and her wounds disappeared

As soon as the vision started it ended leaving Phoebe standing there panting heavily. "Phoebe sweetie what's wrong?" Piper asked concerned rubbing her sister's back "maybe you should sit down you are getting old you know?" Charlie joked although he was slightly worried for his mum "I had a vision about that girl she blew up an entire wall and fireplace with a flick of her wrists and then she healed herself" Phoebe whispered sitting down on the stool her older sister was offering her "but how is that possible I mean there aren't very many half-white-lighters that can blow things up you know did you sense any evil?" shaking her head she frowned "no but I felt pain so much pain" Phoebe replied clutching her chest remembering the horrible ache "and I hate to tell you love but she is in love with someone else" Phoebe said sympathetically.

"Oh yeah because that was my main concern" Chris said sarcastically rubbing his mums back "besides just because she healed herself doesn't make her a white-lighter. I mean we have met tons of people with the power to heal" shaking her head she smiled gratefully as Piper handed her a cold glass of water "no she was she had those light thingies that the white-lighters have" Wiping the counters down Piper frowned slightly "what I want to know is whether she is good or evil" "Who is good or evil" Wyatt asked walking up to them and placing a kiss on his mums cheek. Before she could explain the whole room there was a loud crash before the entire room froze. "Her" she replied pointing to the girl Charlie had been dancing with, a guilty look on her face "How did she use my power?"

Letting out a frustrated sigh Hermione tapped her foot impatiently, wondering what was taking Charlie so long. Crossing her arms she wondered if she should go find him, but quickly rejected that idea, not wanting to seem clingy or desperate. For all she knew he could have used the drinks as an excuse to make a get-away and she didn't want to embarrass herself by hunting him down. Feeling someone tap on her shoulder Hermione turned around to find a guy two years older than her eying her hungrily "want ta dance" he slurred making Hermione gag when she smelt the alcohol on his breathe. "There are a thousand things I would rather do then dance with you" Hermione said taking in his sloppy and unkempt appearance.

Turning to walk away she winced slightly when he grabbed her arm in steel like grip. Before she could protest he pulled her to his chest and grabbed her arse. "Scared Kitty?" he taunted causing Hermione to slap him across the face. Before she could scream his lips slammed down onto hers, effectively shutting her up. With a disgusted wince she pushed his chest trying desperately to dislodge the drunken man off her. Where was everyone? Why wasn't anyone stopping him? Suddenly what Sirius said in fifth year about a crowded lace being the perfect place to commit a crime hit, causing her heart to sink painfully. Closing her eyes she mentally kicked herself for not bringing her wand with her, than at least she could have hexed his balls off.

Feeling his hand go up her top she wondered briefly if she could've used the killing curse on this drunken bastard. She could claim it was an accident, an act of self preservation. Maybe they would've been lenient on after all she would be doing the world a favour by getting rid of one less dirt-bag. She was snapped out of her murderous thoughts when he stuck his slimy tongue into her mouth, no this was no time for day-dreaming it was time for action. There was no-way she was going to let this foul creature take advantage of her; he was a stinking muggle for crying out loud. With more determination Hermione started pushing the teen harder 'get off, get off' "get off" Hermione growled sending the teen flying with a large bang.

"Crap" Hermione cried throwing her hands up and freezing the room "crap didn't mean to do that either" she mumbled looking around the frozen room with a guilty expression on her face. Turning to face the bar Hermione felt her heart stop when she saw Charlie and three other people staring at her with horrified looks on their faces. "Uh oops" Hermione chuckled guiltily rubbing her arm nervously, as their eyes bored into her. "I am so sorry that was an total accident that creep was feeling me up and he wouldn't stop and I have no idea why you aren't frozen but they are" Hermione said rambling waving her arms around wildly, wanting nothing more than to leave the club and forget the whole night. "Because we are good witches" Phoebe replied interrupting the girls rambling.

"Ok awkward" Hermione said clapping her hands together "well once again I am sorry for the whole freezing thing and it should wear off soon...I hope" she mumbled trailing off as she eyed the frozen club "well it better cause I have no idea how to explain a room full of frozen people to the police if it doesn't" Piper snapped causing Hermione to freeze as a wave of dread washed over her 'crap that's Piper Halliwell' she thought wildly her heart beating painfully in her chest. "Wait so you are new at this?' Wyatt asked speaking for the first time. Before she could reply the whole room unfroze and the teen slammed into the wall, using the bodies as a distraction Hermione disappeared. Not bothering to look for Claire or the other Hermione rushed out of the club wanting to put as much distance between her and the club as possible.

Piper gaped as the room unfroze and the young witch disappeared between the dancing bodies "great where did she go?" she asked angrily looking through the crowds hoping to catch a glimpse of her. "She looked like Chris" Wyatt said casually leaning against the counter. "What do you mean?" Piper snapped still looking through the crowd for the mysterious witch. "Well besides the fact that she has the same eyes as you and Chris, she had the same look on her face Chris used to get when he got busted for doing something he shouldn't have." He replied stuffing a handful of nuts into his mouth. Sighing Phoebe gasped when she was overcome by a vision.

A little girl with curly brown hair was going through a large broken box when she pulled out a crumpled and aging photo. Looking at it the little girl grinned toothily as she hobbled over to a couple who were cleaning out the attic. Pulling on the woman's overalls she handed her the picture and asked who it was. Tears began to fill the older woman's eyes as she crumpled up the photo and threw it at the young girls head, before running out of the room. Sending the woman a concerned look the man turned around to the quivering girl and sent a swift kick to the girl's stomach knocking her to the ground.

The same little girl was looking through a worn out box when she came across a crumpled piece of paper at the bottom. Hoping it was a picture she could colour in she eagerly uncrumpled the paper, frowning slightly when she realized it wasn't a picture but one of mummy's important documents that she wasn't supposed to touch. Turning to the young maid that was standing next to her she asked her what the paper said. Smiling down at the little she smiled and ruffled the little girls hair "it is your birth certificate sweetie when you were born your parents were so happy they decided to have it written down so they could cherish the moment forever" smiling brightly the little girl looked up at the maid eagerly and giggled "does it have my daddies name on it?" she asked hopefully failing to notice the saddened look on the maids face "well why don't we have a looksee"

Father: Surname: Halliwell Given Name: Christopher Occupation: Student Age: 14

As fast as the vision hit her it had left leaving her dazed and confused, why did she keep having visions of that girl? What's more why was Chris's name on that birth certificate? Could it be that she was Chris's child from the future? It would certainly explain how she was part white lighter and how she had Piper's powers. But if that was the case and she really was from the future then why did she freak out and leave like that? Thinking back she frowned, but in the vision the birth certificate said that Chris was fourteen years old. That in itself was impossible after all she highly doubted that her nephew was having sex at such a young age. If she remembered correctly he only had one serious girlfriend at that age.

She had left so suddenly without as much as a goodbye. Poor Chris he had been so devastated he refused to leave his bedroom for a month after he had found out about her leaving. Suddenly Phoebe was filled with dread as a thought hit her like a ton of bricks. What if she had left because she was pregnant? No that wasn't possible Chris may have been a hormonal teenage boy at that age but he was still smart enough not to do something so stupid. Mentally snacking herself she groaned at her stupidity, he was a hormonal fourteen years old boy of course he was stupid enough to do something so...so stupid. But if that was the case then how the hell was she supposed to tell her family about this new development?

Or maybe she should confront Chris and see if he did know about this mysterious, and had just been hiding it really well from the rest of the family. What if she was just jumping to conclusions and that girl wasn't really Chris's daughter? Perhaps she should ask Darryl about this girl and maybe he could do a background check on her. But she didn't know much about the girl except her name was Hermione and there could be thousands of girls with that name. So many thoughts were buzzing through the witches head and she was beginning to feel dizzy. "Phoebe?" snapping out of her thoughts she looked up to find her family staring at her with a look of concern "are you ok? You were out for a while" Piper said tenderly placing her hand on Phoebe's forehead to check for a temperature.

The book! There had to be something in the book of shadows to help her, maybe she could lose the find a lost witch spell. She was so confused putting on a forced smile she shakily stood to her feet "me? Oh yeah I am fine just really tired....you know from working so much....so I am going to go home and uh sleep" Phoebe stuttered inwardly cursing her inability to lie. It seemed the older she got her ability to lie got worse. Frowning at the guilty look on her sisters face Piper sighed deciding not to pull her up on her poor excuse of a lie. If her sister wanted to tell what was wrong she would tell her in her own time. "Well I guess Wyatt could orb you back to the manor" the oldest witch said slowly with a raised eyebrow.

"I'll keep an eye out in case that girl comes back for all we know she could be working for some demon trying to get the book." Blanching slightly Phoebe chuckled nervously when she saw the suspicious look Piper was shooting her "oh I-I seriously doubt that I mean come on she was just a kid what's the worst she could do?" she stuttered with a snort like laugh. "I mean she is after all part white lighter so she has to be good...right?" "I guess" Piper said slowly still unconvinced. Smiling brightly she let out a nervous laugh before walking over to Wyatt and grabbing hold of his arm "well now that is settled I better get going I have to be up early to finish off my column" turning to her son she shot him a mock stern look "and you try not to stay out to late you have school tomorrow" rolling his eyes Charlie let out a mock groan before giving his mother a peck on the cheek.

"Yeah yeah just go and get some sleep all ready" giving him a light smack upside the head she gave a quick wave before

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Hermione cried as she downed another shot of tequila. Everything was such a mess. She was supposed to be out partying with her muggle friends and trying in vain to forget how her first love just crushed her heart. Instead she got molested by some strange drunk and blurted out her secret to a group of people that could very well have been family, damn she didn't even want to think about what they thought of her now. Looking around the crowded bar she sighed as she watched her friends dance happily unaware of the hell she was going through. Waving to the bartender for another shot she placed her head in her arms, why did life have to be such a bitch? Why did she have to be so alone? She just wanted all the pain to go away, she just wanted to be happy and date Harry.

She wanted a family that loved her and would do anything for her. She wanted to feel something other than emptiness and she wanted friends that wanted her there because they liked her not for her clever schemes and intelligence. Lifting her head up she grabbed the shot and downed it in one gulp hissing as the liquid burned her throat. Wiping her mouth she coughed slightly before motioning for another shot "are you sure?" the bar tender asked concerned "cause I think you have had enough" glaring at the man she growled the last thing she needed after the day she had was a college dropout telling her when to stop drinking. Freezing the room Hermione leant over the bar and grabbed a bottle of whiskey from under the counter.

Chucking a fifty on the counter she smirked at the frozen bar tender before staggering out of the bar unfreezing it as she left. Orbing back to the hotel Hermione giggled when she found the wall had already been fixed "well he sure works fast" Hermione laughed as she pulled the lid off of the whiskey and downed half of it. Throwing the lid away Hermione stumbled over to the bed and threw herself onto it spilling half of the whiskey. Landing on something hard Hermione sat up picking up a large bottle of pain killers.

"Thought you would need these after partying hard Claire bear

Lots of love dad"

Taking another gulp she smiled as tears trailed down her cheeks. Her mother wouldn't leave her a bottle of pain-killers if she went out drinking. In fact her mother would probably find ways to make the hangover worse. Leaning against the pile of pillows she sighed as she continued to stare at the bottle of pain killers in her hand. Opening the bottle she tipped a whole bunch of pills into the lid before downing "for the pain of unrequited love" Hermione mumbled washing the pills down with a mouthful of whiskey. Tossing the lid to the side she tipped the bottle down her throat swallowing a whole bunch of the pills before taking another drink of whiskey "for the pain of an unloving family"

Repeating the procedure again she choked slightly "for the pain of two timing friends" finishing the last of the pills she threw the bottle away "for the pain of not being accepted" Getting under the covers Hermione groaned as she broke out into a sweat and the room began to spin wildly. Panting heavily Hermione smiled as she listened to her thumping heart beat wildly against her chest. Placing her hand over her beating heart she wondered if her heart could really jump out of her chest. That would be a sight to see her bleeding and broken heart jumping out of her chest while she lay there dead and unfeeling. As the room began to darken the last thing Hermione heard was someone screams before darkness consumed her.

Well here it is my very first chapter and I must say and I am freaking glad that I have finally finished it. So some of the things have changed and some haven't, but I hope you like it even better than the original. So don't forget to read and review and the next chapters will be up shortly.