DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter

Hermione Granger glanced around her large bedroom thinking back over the past fifteen years of life, nearly sixteen in September. Her life was never easy and it seemed to just get worse.

For you see Hermione Granger is in fact royalty. Princess Hermione Jean Granger, third to the throne. Her Grandmother was the queen at the moment but then she would pass the crown over to her son and Hermione's Father, Henry Granger and his wife Hermione's Mother, Jean Granger. Hermione's older brother by four years, William Granger would take the throne over after their Father passes.

Hermione unable to go to a public school had to go to a posh private school but even being Royalty hadn't given Hermione friends. There were some who liked to use her whether for the fame or the money Hermione was never sure. Others just didn't want anything to do with her, so she picked up a book to get away from the world and ever since she hasn't been able to put books down.

This didn't help in finding friends but it helped her to get away from the mean words spoken about her. When she was seven a nasty girl by the name of Stacey Cullman had put chewing gum in her hair after calling her nasty names and making the rest of their class mates laugh. Hermione had to get half of her long beautiful hair cut off and she was hysterical.

She always found it amusing how being royal didn't change how nasty some people could be, in fact it seemed to increase it.

She had then at the age of eleven been visited by a Professor she had come to love like family. Professor McGonagall had given her a thick envelope that held her full title and even which number room in the castle she lived in. She remembered the feeling of hope as she realised she was being another chance. A chance in the Wizarding World would hopefully give her a second chance.

Her Grandmother had told her all about the magical world, being Queen meant that she had to talk to the Minister of Magic about the dealings of the world. She had told Hermione all about the famous boy-who-lived who defeated Lord Voldemort at the age of one. Hermione couldn't help but feel sorry for the boy, she swore that if she ever met the poor Potter boy then she would treat him kindly and not as someone famous.

Sighing the fifteen year old Hermione stood up from her bed and exited her room, she went in search of her Grandmother. Whilst she was walking down the hallway and passing all the staff who had become her friends over the years she thought about all the times that Harry Potter had saved her life and how she would do anything for him.

It hadn't taken long for Hermione to realise that she had fallen in love with her best friend. She remembered being so close to him on the back of Buckbeak when she had saved Sirius Black, Harry's Godfather. Her Grandmother had not liked the fact that Sirius had been imprisoned without a trial so she had used her title to make sure that Sirius was been given a trial. After being given Veritaserum, everyone was shocked to find that Sirius Black was in fact innocent.

He was now a free man and no one knew that Hermione had anything to do with it because no one knew she was a Princess and related to the queen. She preferred it this way, there were the muggle-borns in school who new who she was and there were a few wizards who had heard about her but they never questioned her.

She preferred Hogwarts to any Muggle school she would have had to go to if she wasn't a witch. The only Professors who new who Hermione Granger truly was, was Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore.

Hermione couldn't help but feel suspicious around Dumbledore, her Grandmother had told her that he was the one to cast the Fidelius charm on the Potter's home. So he must have known who the secret Keeper was so then he knew Sirius was innocent but he never told anyone. She knew Sirius was suspicious as well but she wasn't sure if Harry was yet.

She was starting to debate about whether she should tell her best friends the truth of her life. She glanced up as she reached the library, the one place she most loved and the one place she could always find her Grandmother.

She tentatively opened the door and popped her head in smiling brightly when she saw her Grandmother "Granny?"

She walked into the room only to falter when she saw the tears "Granny what's wrong?"

She rushed forward and enveloped her Grandmother in a hug, the old woman held on tight and cried.

"Oh, child I don't want to be the one to tell you this but it's about your parents and your brother".

She let go and stared at her wide eyed "what about them? They only left this morning, why are you crying? Please tell me Granny? Please tell me they are ok".

She watched as her Grandmother shook her head and her heart broke, she stood up straight and calmly asked "what happened Granny?"

Her Grandmother held her tears and bay and patted the seat next to her "sit down whilst I tell you child" after Hermione did so she carried on with a calmness that hid her earlier actions and tears "they were on there way to the jet when they were attacked, men in black cloaks with silver masks popped out of no where and attacked".

Hermione gasped and gritted her teeth "death eaters" she hissed.

My Grandmother nodded sadly whilst using a handkerchief to wipe away any signs of tears. "We do not have any names but from what you told me that happened last year, it would seem that this Lord Voldemort person has sent his minions to kill them. I can only think that they thought you were with them when the spells went flying. I don't want to lose the last of my line" she reached out and stroked Hermione's cheek gently "but I know that you will do anything for that young boy of yours".

Hermione smiled slightly and blushed before frowning sadly "I'm guessing that means there were no survivors" from the sudden pain in her Grandmother's eyes Hermione knew her answer.

She stared at her Grandmother for a moment "I can't lose you as well Granny, promise me that you will always have a wizard with you at all time, preferably one I trust".

The Queen smiled and nodded "of course child, I trust Kingsley and Nymphadora with my life".

Hermione laughed nervously because that is what she trusted them with "you now Tonks doesn't like to be called Nymphadora Gran".

"Oh I know she doesn't but that girl just amuses me with all those hair colours, I just like to get my own back because she doesn't follow the dress code".

She laughed for real this time but sobered up as soon as hearing her Grandmother's words "I am truly sorry about your parents and your brother Hermione, I . . . I can't help but feel that it was because they were royal".

Hermione sighed before rubbing her eyes tiredly "Gran, if it's anyone's fault it's mine, I'm best friends with Harry Potter the boy-who-lived, I'm one third of the Golden Trio, hell I'm the brains of the Golden Trio, I'm the smartest witch since Rowena Ravenclaw herself" she bit back on a sob as the tears started flowing "if it's anyone's fault it's mine". She was pulled into a hug by her Grandmother.

"Nonsense child I am just so sorry because this makes your life so much harder" her Grandmother kissed the top of her head and rubbed her back in soothing circles "you are now my sole heir, there is no one else to take the throne after I pass".

They stayed in each other's arms letting our tears fall until there was a knock on the door. Her Grandmother didn't let go off her as she wiped her tears away and shouted in a bold, calm voice "enter".

It was Kingsley and Tonks who entered "Your Highness" they both said respectively as they bowed, well Tonks awkwardly curtsied.

Kingsley stepped forward "Your Majesty we have a letter for your Granddaughter". Hermione shakily pulled herself out of her Grandmother's surprisingly strong grip and straightened her clothes. She wiped her cheeks with the back of her hands as she walked up to Tonks who was holding the envelope.

"Thank you" she croaked out before shakily opening the letter.

Dear 'Mione,

You'll never guess what happened to me over the summer, I was attacked by Dementers. I know right I had thought that I had seen the last of those last year. Anyway, they attacked Dudley and me as we were walking home and I had to use my wand to send my Patronus to get them away. So yeah, I was expelled from school and given a trial in the Ministry of Magic.

Arthur took me to the trial and Dumbledore arrived like ten minutes in to it. They weren't listening to a word I said, they think I'm crazy because they don't want to believe that Voldemort is really back. What fools! Dumbledore didn't even look at me through the trial and he ran off as soon as it was finished.

Luckily I am now not expelled and the charge of underage magic was dropped.

I hope your summer was better then mine. The only good thing from this is that I was taken from my Aunt and Uncle's house and taken to Sirius's house. I can't tell you where it is for safety reasons but I hope that you will come here for your final week. Oh and before I forget there's some order thing here, most of the Professors and anyone against Voldemort is in this Order. I'm not allowed to tell you much because Dumbledore has told everyone we weren't to talk about any of this. Of course I asked Tonks if she would drop the letter off to you because she said she was going to bring you here anyway.

Nice woman that Tonks, bit clumsy and strange but Remus has taken a liking to her. Oh Merlin! Can't believe I nearly forgot to tell you this but Sirius is free! Can you believe it? Apparently the Queen was even at his trial. Strange huh?

Anyway please come for the final week, I've missed you and I can't stand anymore of Ron's complaining.

Love

Harry

Hermione didn't know whether to laugh or cry at his letter. She read through it two more times before sighing "I can't" she said sadly "I . . . the funeral should be next week and I just . . . I just can't".

She heard her Grandmother sigh and stand up "Hermione" she said softly as she grabbed Hermione's arms to turn her to look at her "the funeral will be held Monday, we need this done safely. I want you protected" she gestured to Kingsley and Tonks who both stood up a little straighter at being addressed "these two fine magical beings will be there to protect us".

Hermione opened her mouth to say something but was cut off "I know child, I'm actually working on getting you emancipated so that you can use your magic at any time. I need my sole heir protected and if using her magic will do that then she shall" she tightened her grip on Hermione's arms "you must stay safe do you understand me child! If you were to die and I was then there would be no one who could help the Wizarding world stay hidden."

Hermione nodded her head feeling slightly dazed. She sighed and turned to Tonks "tell Harry, I will be arriving on Wednesday" when she saw her Grandmother was about to talk she held up her hand and said with so much emotion that no one could argue "Granny I have just lost my family" she took a deep breath before carrying on "I need time alone, I need . . . I just . . . I'll be ready Monday" she turned to leave before pausing "Monday? That's tomorrow! Why so soon? Oh Merlin! I haven't even gotten any school supplies I suppose I can do that with the Weasley family next week they usually do it last minute".

She heard a chuckle and stopped talking with a faint blush on her cheeks, she had just realised that she was talking to herself. She glanced at the other three in the room staring at her and mumbled an apology before running from the room or as her Grandmother likes to put it 'hastily exiting'.

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By Monday I was a wreck, it was strange not to be able to talk to my parents and knowing that I never would be able to. The worst was losing my older brother, he had always been there for me when my parents had to go out on an emergency meeting. I had locked myself in my room and hadn't come out until and hour before the funeral.

I was now sitting in the car as we exited the castle gates. I had my head down and my hair in the way so that all the photographers couldn't see my tear stained face. It was lucky that I knew how to use waterproof mascara. Yeah, I had grown up over the summer. Sara, my personal help had made sure that I knew how to do my hair and make up. Best thing was that she was a witch so she taught me a bunch of spells that helped me to tame my hair.

I was wearing my hair straight, I had never had it straight before but for my families funeral I wanted to look different. The black dress and high heeled shoes certainly helped me to look different, to look older. I jumped when the Photographers started taking pictures and I choked back a sob.

"How can they do this? They're all happily taking pictures of my misery" I whispered harshly to Tonks who was my personal bodyguard for today.

She reached across the back seat and grabbed my hand "Hermione, you'll get through today with your head held high. You will ignore all of these . . . vultures, pretend they are not there. I know it will be hard but this is your families funeral, just think of them".

I nodded and glanced up at her with a grateful smile. She had changed her hair in to shoulder length black with a fringe and dark brown eyes. The brown eyes saddened me to look at because they were the same colour as Williams. I held her hand all the way there and even after the car had stopped and I was supposed to get out I stayed seated. Tonks hesitantly got out of the car from her side and I glanced up blinking in shock as more reporters both magical and muggle flashed camera's at me.

I sighed and after taking a deep breath I pulled myself together and opened my door. I slowly exited from the car with Tonk's help. She gave my hand an assuring squeeze before letting go and stepping so she was just behind me. I could see my Grandmother getting out of the car in front of mine and made my way over to her. With little effort I found I could actually ignore the reporters as I saw my Grandmother's brave face.

I, Hermione Granger was the last heir. I should be doing my Grandmother proud. I suddenly felt ashamed at my self for my feelings, knowing my Grandmother had lost her family as well. I was happy to see that Kingsley was her personal guard. He was a scary looking man with dark skin and shadowed eyes, he looked as though he could snap a person in two with his bare hands.

I followed just behind my Grandmother as we both walked to the three coffins next to each other. My Mother's was a white coffin, whilst my Father's and brother's were dark wood. I bit my lip so that my cries of despair didn't escape but nothing could stop the tears or the shaking. I suddenly realised how real this all was.

I suddenly realised I was an orphan. My body shook and I realised I must have been making pathetic whimpering sounds as my Grandmother stopped suddenly and turned to look at me. Her eyes were full of so much pain as she held out her hand to me. Camera's were snapping pictures none stop but the people had all been stopped at the gates.

The shaking calmed slightly as I held my Grandmother's hand. I looked up at the beautiful sunny sky and felt like it was betraying my family by being such a beautiful day. I knew that was silly because my parents had loved the sun, my brother had loved the snow but I doubted it would suddenly start snowing.

The funeral was held outside in the private royal Cemetery, the bodies were being buried together which I knew they wanted to be. I glanced around at the people here and was shocked to see so many people. I knew my family had been well liked and loved but I didn't think they would let so many people in.

I sat beside my Grandmother with Kingsley and Tonks on either side. They were both on high alert and scanning the area just incase anything happened. I stared at the rose in my hand as they funeral started. I didn't pay attention to what was said but I couldn't stop the tears from flowing as soon as the coffins were being lowered.

I stared at the rose and conjured two more, I was now allowed to do underage magic. For my own safety of course but no one was keeping tabs on me anymore so they didn't know what I cast or not. As the funeral came to a close I stood with my Grandmother and shook hands, received hugs and listened to everyone telling me just how sorry they felt.

I didn't say anything I just smiled and nodded, I couldn't wait for it to be over.

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By Wednesday I was packed and not looking forward to seeing any of my friends. I sat on my bed staring into space thinking over the past few days. I suddenly had more responsibility then I ever wanted. I suddenly had a couple of new reasons for not wanting my Grandmother to die.

I glanced towards my Hogwarts Trunk that had been packed for weeks now and thought about what was going to change when I went back to school. Some of the other students are bound to know I lost my parents just because it would be all over the newspapers. I suddenly paused and reflected on the funeral, there were son Wizarding reporters there. Frowning I stood up and after shrinking everything I needed and putting them in my pocket I went to say Goodbye to my Grandmother.

The wizarding reporters could mean that my face would be plastered all over the newspapers by next week. I grimaced at the thought of every one knowing who I was, would anything change when Voldemort new that the brains of the Golden Trio was a muggle-born Princess.

I entered my Grandmother's tea room and stood shocked at the people who sat sipping from small tea cups with her.

Remus Lupin, Sirius Black and Nymphadora Tonks were sat nibbling on small biscuits with my Grandmother, the Muggle Queen. None of them seemed to notice I was in the room until Remus cocked his head to side and sniffed.

It was a little unnerving but I knew that his Werewolf sense were stronger then any humans. When he turned to look at me I smiled and he smiled back. I had missed him greatly, he was the best Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher Hogwarts had ever had. He stood up when he saw me and the other two did as well. I ignored them for the moment but addressed my Grandmother who walked over to and gave a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Good Morning Granny, I must say this is the happiest I have seen you since . . ." I cut myself off but shook my head "it's good to see you smile again".

She smiled serenely at me and my lips quirked in amusement "Good Morning dear, are you excited to see the boy of yours".

I blushed and stuttered "he's not mine Gran" I glanced out of the window so the others didn't see my blush but I heard Sirius chuckle followed by a hiss of pain as Tonks smacked the back of his head, that made me giggle.

I turned around to see him rubbing the back of his head and Tonks looking a little too innocent. I smiled gratefully at her and she winked before turning towards my Grandmother "your Highness I believe it is time that we must go".

My Grandmother shook her head "I'm afraid there are a few things that my Granddaughter must know before she goes" she turned to me as I sat down next to her and everyone else sat down.

"What is it Gran, I don't know if I can deal with anymore bad news at the moment".

She smiled slightly and held my hand "I know Hermione but this is important, I have talked to the council and they think that it is important for you to marry before you are of age".

My eyes widened and I stared at her in shock "marry?"

"Yes, you must marry before you are seventeen, I'm afraid that because you are a Witch you will have to marry before you are eighteen because everyone in the wizarding world become of age at seventeen".

I took a deep shaky breath and let it out "Gran, that a year away. You want me to marry in a year" my voice turned high pitched as I pleaded "Granny I can't even get a boyfriend and you want me to get a husband by the end of the year! I'll be stuck with this person for the rest of my life! I'll be bound to them, I can't divorce them because I'm a witch. There's no way I can do this, what happens if I can't do this?"

My Grandmother looked uncomfortable as she glanced at the other three in the room "the council has said that if you fail to find a husband they will find you one and . . . I really hope you find one Hermione because the lads they have in line are not ones I want anywhere near the crown" she looked in thought for a moment as she tried to recall the names "there's this one called Malfoy that seems absolutely awful".

Everyone gasped and spluttered whilst I shrieked "Malfoy! You have got to be kidding me! Please tell me the Malfoy's don't know who I am!" we were all staring at her in disbelief.

Remus was growling, Tonks looked shocked and disgusted but Sirius looked furious "You can not let her marry a Malfoy, for one he's a Death Eater for two he hates your granddaughter with a passion and third he absolutely hates Muggles."

My Gran was looking more and more shocked as Sirius spoke and Remus, Tonks and I was nodding and agreeing with him. I turned to Gran "Granny please we have to do something, I can not marry Malfoy. He'll have me murdered as soon as he has the crown".

My Grandmother shook her head "no he can not because you will be Queen but he shall not be King" at my confused look she carried on "you are the one with royal blood so this Malfoy person can not over rule you, if you die he will be nothing. You will have to have children who could take over the throne after you".

I felt the blood leave my face as my stomach churned nauseously "are . . ." I swallowed and pushed on "are you saying that I have to … to have babies with Draco Malfoy?"

"Yes".

Everything was quiet for a moment before Tonks said "isn't there anyone else?"

My Grandmother shook her head "I'm afraid he's the top of the list, for you see Hermione being a Princess will have to either marry a Prince or a Lord".

"A lord?" Sirius asked leaning forward in his chair.

"Yes, a lord why?"

"So, either way by the end of the year Hermione here has to marry a lord".

"Yes".

I glanced towards my ex Professor, my best friends Godfather and my Grandmother's guard "do I know any lords?"

Sirius chuckled "of course you do, Remus here is Lord Lupin, I am Lord Black, half of the people you know will be lords when they are older. Being a wizard with a rich family will make a man a lord. Say Neville Longbottom for instance because his father is unable to take his title Neville will take it for him. Neville is in fact Lord Longbottom. Harry as well because his parents are dead he's Lord Potter but for some reason he hasn't taken his title. I believe that has something to do with Dumbledore". His expression darkened at the mention of my Headmaster.

"So, I do know a lot of Lords, I just have to find one who will marry me" I ran a hand through my long brown curls "I don't think I'm ready to marry" I added in a sad whisper.

My Grandmother looked at me sadly "I know and I'm sorry child, I never thought it would be you to take the crown after me. Your father should have been first and then your brother William".

My eyes watered at the mention of my father and William, I still wasn't ready to talk about them yet. "Okay, so I have to get a husband by my seventeenth birthday . . . I have exactly one year and twenty four days" I laughed "should be the most difficult thing I've ever had to do, more difficult then mad trolls, murderous plants, gigantic basilisks and jealous teenage girls . . . yeah . . . ok". I sighed and turned to Tonks "will you help me?"

She stared at me for a moment before blinking "erm . . . sure".

I jumped up and hugged her "thank you" I turned back to my Gran "is that everything Granny because I swear if you give me anymore bad news I'm . . . well I don't know what I would do".

My Grandmother laughed and stood up pulling me with her. She was a few inches shorter then I was but she was a hell of a lot stronger. She pulled me into a hug "That's it Hermione, I'll owl you if anything else comes up, just stay safe my little Princess".

"Aren't I always safe Gran" I grinned mischievously and she whacked me on the arm playfully "Hermione Jean Granger you know what I mean and anyway I blame these Marauders for anything that happens to you" she stared sternly towards Sirius and Remus who both gulped and shared a feared glance. I glanced at Tonks and we both had to fight to keep our faces straight.

"Just stay safe Honey" she whispered into my ear before finally letting me go.

I watched her sadly before saying "that goes both ways Granny, I . . . just be careful" I smiled and kissed her on the cheek again before making my way over to Remus.

I grinned at him and gave him a hug "I've missed you Remus, let me tell you last years DADA teacher was terrible, turns out he was a Death Eater in disguise. I wonder who or what we get this year" I tapped my chin in thought as he watched amused. I shook my head and turned to Sirius "hey, Sirius I hear you're a free man now".

He grinned and pulled me into a rib breaking hug "now I know why I am. Thank you, so, so much! First you broke me out of the tower in your third year and now you've given me my freedom".

I grinned "was nothing Sirius, I couldn't have done it with out my Granny" we all glanced at my Grandmother who was looking slightly teary at saying goodbye. I turned away as my chest began to hurt and I started to feel guilty.

Remus sensing my discomfort gently took my hand "Are you ready to go?" I nodded and he smiled kindly "well usually we would fly there but I know you have a fear of hights so we're going to apparate instead, we'll be outside of Sirius's house because the wards make sure we can't get in. Now, we're leaving Tonks here to replace the wards so that your Grandmother is safe".

I nodded and took both Remus's and Sirius's hand before smiling one last time at my Grandmother and then I felt a tug in the bottom of my stomach and we were gone.

We suddenly appeared on what looked like a regular Muggle street and Sirius grinned down at me "welcome to my home Miss Granger, now I need you to read this paper. Make sure you memorise it" I nodded and glanced down at the paper he held out to me.

12 Grimmauld Place

I read it and nodded to Sirius who looked a bit shocked that I memorised it with one read. I rolled my eyes and Remus laughed "Told you she was a smart witch Padfoot".

We stood and I stared in shock as one house detached itself from another and moved to the side another house growing in the middle. I was even more shocked to see that the Muggles who were watching TV or eating didn't even feel their houses move.

"Cool" I said with a grin. The other two chuckled at me and beckoned me forward, Sirius Black in front and Remus Lupin scanning the surrounding area to make sure there was no one there.

Sirius opened the door and gestured for me to enter first. The hallway was dark but I could see light at the end of the corridor. I could even hear voices coming from the room showing the light.

I waited for Sirius and Remus to come in before I followed them to the others.

I KNOW NEW STORY, BUT COULDN'T HELP MYSELF WHEN IDEA'S POP INTO MY HEAD.

PLEASE REVIEW AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW WHAT GOES THROUGH YOUR HEAD.