DISCLAIMER- i do not in anyway possible own harry potter or any of the characters mentioned in this fic, as much as that fact dissapoints me :(

A/N - Hello Readers! i just wanted to take this moment to let whoever is reading this know that this is my first full story fanfiction so bare with me guys! , i have written a few one-shots before but never a progressing story so i apologise in advance for any crappy sub-plot lines. i know where i want to take this and any suggestions would be much appreciated but i know in my head where and how this fic will end and unless anything drastic happens along the way to getting there it shan't be changing - much.

I'm usually a hardcore Dramione lover and writer (previous sites) but i genuinely love this pairing too and feel that it isnt appreciated enough.

A warning from the onset, i plan to follow the books in cannon as much as i possibly can and to do this i want to go through each year in a quick chapter just to set up some backstory, this fic will generally be set during the end of sixth year and throughout the war so i solemly apologise if its slow up until then when the pace will seem like it drastcially changes.

Gosh this note seems long :O anyways, on with the story! :)

Enjoy, P.F3 x

Prologue

It was Hermione Granger's first year of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

She had always known that she was different from other girls her age. Her parents always told her that it was because she was intelligent and they also vehemently denied to anything being weird about her when she would come home in tears.

To their little girls face the Granger's smiled and told their only daughter that she was the prettiest smartest little girl at school and that the reason why the other children at school picked on her was because they were jealous. Hermione little though she was recognised the lie that her parents told her but chose not to hurt them by letting them know she knew. Besides, it was a nice lie and nice lies are sometimes better than the truth. Well only the ones that you tell yourself anyway, little Hermione would rationalise to herself, like when Mummy tells herself she'll start the gym next week.

When she wasn't around to see it the Granger's worried about their little girl. Sure she was clever but she didn't have any friends. All the other children tended to stay away from her like they could sense something was off about her. It was beyond her parents however what it could possibly be. When she was very little odd things used to happen around her. Just little things - like when her mother told Hermione she wasn't allowed a pet bunny. The next few days the garden had started to fill with rabbits, digging up the flower beds and hopping all over the garden.

Hermione was overjoyed. Her mother wasn't. Neither was her father when the pest control bill came in through the post.

It wasn't just that though, when Hermione was about five the Granger's had her tested. Just incase. The tests came back fine at any rate which left them stumped.

It was almost a relief when they received the letter that Hermione was a witch. It was not an easy thing to understand or accept by any means but both Mr and Mrs Granger were relieved that there was actually something that could explain these occurrences and that they were not in fact making it up, were not going crazy. It was also a relief for them that Hermione might start to make some friends, after all it must have been that the other children could somehow sense that their darling daughter was different from them in that odd way children know things.

Hermione was overjoyed at this fact too. FINALLY. There was a reason why random things happened to her, why other children at her school called her weird and picked on her. Finally she would be going to a place where she could be accepted, where she could make friends, where everyone would be treated the same because they all were.

It was a really hard blow for Hermione and although she never let people see that it bothered her, she spent the first week crying in secret that she was STILL different. That she was muggleborn – which was the term used to describe people who like her had non-magical parents. All that joy and excitement of a brighter future of more learning, of people who could finally accept her when she found out that she was still different. Still by some people considered dirt. Considered weird. At night in her dorm room Hermione would cry silently to herself and think that maybe the children at her primary school were right. She was a freak and always would be.

Hermione was always a smart girl she always tried hard and got good marks. Just because she was new to the magical community wasn't going to stop her being herself- being clever and one of the brighter people in the class. That was something that no-one could take from her. Because it wasn't anything environmental – like her muggle parents – it was a fundamental part of her personality. Hermione became determined that even though she was considered 'inferior' that at least lesson wise she would still come out top.

It upset Hermione that she still didn't fit in, logically she knew that a small part of her was scared about making friends and an even smaller part of her didn't truly believe she deserved them. That same logical part of her also knew that how she was feeling was utter nonsense.

Instead of wallowing in the frustration at not being able to 'fit in' with her female classmates due to her not being accustomed to 'girl talk' and not seeing the point in sitting around giggling about boys and chatting endlessly about dress robes and the best ways to charm your hair straight Hermione tried to befriend the boys in her house, which again proved difficult in her not having much interest in sports in general nor the patience for the silliness most 11 year old boys possess. Especially about dungbombs and trick wands.

No Hermione decided she would focus on her work and if friends came her way she would have them and if they didn't … well you cant lose what you never had right?

A/N - well what did you think? Like it hate it leave a review and lemme know if you think i sould carry on, that being said i will most likely finish and upload the first proper chapter of this story so you guys can get a taste for what is to come between our two main characters :)

P.F3 xx