Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. J.K Rowling does. And I, sadly, never will. And you will never own this plot. If it could be called a plot. I also own Carley. She is mine, all mine! Sorry, temporary insanity.

Authors note: This is my first ever fan fic! Yeah! I'm so excited! Please R/R (Read and Review.) If you like it, I will add more chapters.

Hermine is my favorite H/P character. Draco Malfoy is a close second.

Ch. I- Something unusual

It was the first day back to Hogwarts and seventh year Hermione Granger had just received her class list.

'Oh joy! Double potions with Slytherin first. What fun!' Though Hermione. 'Oh well, at least I have Care of Magical Creatures afterwards!'

"Oi! Hermione!" Shouted Ron, her red-haired, large eared friend. "Have you seen what we have first? I don't know if I can deal with Snape!"

"Just try" said Harry potter, the raven haired hero of his class, who was also Ron and Hermione's best friend.

"Two words, Harry: Draco Malfoy" said Ron.

Hermione sighed. She didn't like Malfoy anymore than Harry and Ron, but they were being ridiculous. "Relax, you two," said Hermione, who was sick of their childish behavior.

"Here he comes now" mutter Ron with mock happiness.

"If it isn't my three best friends." Drawled Draco.

Crabbe and Goyal snicker.

"Hello to you, too, Draco" said Hermione, while trying to keep Ron and Harry from making a snide remark. Or two. Or three. Or more. "We were just going to the feast and to hear the sorting."

"I'll see you there, Hermione" said Draco. The three couldn't tell what was meant by this, but surely nothing good, right?

"What was that all about?" asked Harry

"Thick he has the hots for you, Hermione?" asked Ron.

"Ew! Don't even say that!" Hermione squealed. 'But maybe. no! I won't even think that! After all, it doesn't make any sense what so ever!' "Lets head to the great hall. The sorting's about to start!"

"Cool" responded Ron and Harry.

The sorting hat sang yet another new song to amaze the whole school. After the hat was through there was thunderous applause and a timid line of young children walked into the Great Hall for the first time. The sorting hat was halfway done, when Professor McGonagle called out "Johnson, Carley!"

Then a small, blacked haired girl with huge blue eyes steps shyly stepped forward and placed the hat on her head. It drooped over her eyes and moved slightly as she shivered with nervousness.

"GRYFINDOR!" Called the hat. Carley jumped down and ran to the table. She stopped in her tracks when she saw Hermione.

"Are you Hermione Granger?" She asked, suddenly shy again.

"Yep, that's me said Hermione. She introduced Carley to harry and Ron, but the child didn't seem to care.

All through dinner Carley asked Hermione question after question.

"Is being muggle-born hard?"

"Did you date Harry?"

"Do you have a cat"

"What's your favorite classe?"

At this point, Hermione was sick of questions and got up and headed to the common room.

"Fairy lights." She muttered to the fat lady. She hurried up to her dorm, exhausted from all of the little girls questioning.