Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter series... though I wish I did.
Prologue
The situation was rather clear from the beginning. Hermione would have her own dorm, her identity would be kept secret, and her parents would have a day-to-day update on her very well-being. Another predicament would be her very appearance. This though, the adults reasoned, could be easily fixed with a potion. Therefore, when the girl arrived at Hogwarts as a first year, her skin would no longer have a golden tan, her eyes would have a wider, curious look to them, and her hair would frizz at the very sight of rain. Nevertheless, even after the incident, all of these various precautions seemed to startle Hermione. This was only the beginning though, as she came to find out as the years passed, for now, her brother was no longer able to be her best friend, and her best friend (that blond git) didn't even seem to notice her "disappearance"
But... Whatever. It wasn't as if she could not care less. She had her own friends, her brother during vacations, and her parents, and didn't need anyone else- especially Draco Malfoy.