Life was a complicated thing for Hermione Granger. Throughout her childhood, she had been bullied relentlessly. She remembered, whenever the kids at school would bully her, she would wish they caught on fire, or something else terrible happened to them for making her feel the way they caused her to feel. Many of those time she had wished for something to happen, it did. No one had ever suspected the quiet, shy Hermione Granger to be the cause of anything so terrible.

When a brooding man in a black robe and equally black hair arrived at her house with a letter one night, that was when she knew she was special. The man had been Severus Snape, and he had with him a letter from Hogwarts. He had explained to Hermione and her parents about wizardry and witchcraft, the world of magic, Hogwarts, and so much more.

So, when she had walked through the streets of Diagon Alley with the Professor, she had finally felt at home. She was around people like herself, and it was a good feeling.

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"The only thing left for you to get is a wand." Professor Snape led her towards Olivander's.

Hermione was awestruck at the messy yet neat store. There were boxes everywhere, and she knew that each one held a wand inside. There was another child there, and Hermione wondered if he was going to Hogwarts as well. She stood back as the wild looking old man was tending to the boy. She examined him. For a child he looked very well groomed. His blonde hair slicked back, his posture perfect. Hermione began to think she was developing a crush for the unknown boy.

The boy and his parents brushed past them, however, Hermione saw the look the boy's father and the Professor exchanged. It was rather odd, but Hermione decided to ignore it at once, seeing as how it was her turn to get a wand.

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Hermione was sitting on the Hogwarts Express with a girl named Pansy Parkinson who was attending Hogwarts for the first time like herself, a boy named Miles Bletchley who was a second year, and a girl named Daphne Greengrass who was a new student just like Hermione.

Bletchley was explaining to the girls all about the four houses of Hogwarts; Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. He explained in better detail about Slytherin, which was the house he was in. Hermione learned that Professor Snape was the Head of House for Slytherin.

As they were talking, the door to the compartment opened. Hermione looked up and saw the blonde boy from Olivander's. Hermione noticed two boys standing behind him, both bigger and rather thuggish looking.

"Snape is looking for you, Bletchley. Something about Quidditch."

Bletchley got up, saying goodbye to the girls, and left. Hermione turned her attention back to Pansy and Daphne, thinking the blonde boy had left.

"Anyways, I'm really excited about Potions-"

"You think you're good at making potions?" The boy sat beside Pansy, across from Hermione. "Potions is my forte, and I won't let some little girl take that from me."

"Well, if you must know, Draco, she's already on Snape's good side." Pansy said in Hermione's defense.

The boy, Draco, raised an eyebrow, "Really? And how did this little girl do that?"

Hermione panicked slightly. Did she really want to tell them her parents are Muggle, thus making her a Muggle-born witch? "I-I…"

A young student walked in, "Excuse me, I seem to have lost my toad… have you seen one?"

Draco, Pansy, and Daphne snorted in laughter. Hermione, on the other hand, stood up, "I'll help you look for it." She smiled at the boy. Looking at his robes, she could see he was a first year like herself. "I'm Hermione Granger."

"Neville Longbottom." He nodded.

"Longbottom?" Draco snorted.

Hermione glared over he shoulder at the blonde boy, and followed Longbottom.

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"Has anyone seen a toad? A boy named Neville's lost one." Hermione said to the two boys in the compartment. Candy littered the seats beside them, and she made a face upon seeing this. She saw the redhead boy had his wand out, "Oh, you're doing magic. Let's see then."

The redhead chanted something that Hermione knew wasn't a spell, just a silly rhyme. Hermione taunted the boy slightly, and sat down to show the two what real magic was like. She fixed the dark haired boy's glasses with complete ease, and soon realized that he was the boy everyone called Harry Potter. From her readings and hearing conversations, she knew exactly who this boy.

"Holy crickets, you're Harry Potter. I'm Hermione Granger." She looked at the redhead, "And… you are?"

His mouth was full, but he somehow managed to answer her, "Ron Weasley."

Hermione stuck her nose up slightly, "Pleasure… you two best change into your robes. I expect we'll be arriving soon."

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Hermione stepped into the castle known as Hogwarts. Almost immediately she started telling those around her different tidbits about Hogwarts.

As all the first years stood outside of giant doors, Hermione found herself standing beside Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. She saw Draco standing with the two boys from before on the train. She couldn't help but look at him, and when he turned his eyes towards her, she blushed and quickly looked away.

Draco approached her, "You best be careful about who you stand near." He eyed the redhead, "Red hair and hand-me-down robes." Draco smirked, "You must be a Weasley. And you…" He looked at Harry Potter, "I guess it's true then. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts."

There was a soft murmuring from the other students.

Draco turned his attention back to Hermione, "You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort, Granger." He held his hand out, "I can help you there."

Hermione looked down at his hand. She felt an urge to shake it. She looked up into his eyes and took his hand, and shook it once. "I do believe we can either be great allies, or great adversaries depending on our Houses."

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So, here Hermione Granger is, her sixth year at Hogwarts. She looked up from the book she was reading and glanced across the common room. The dark colors, the coldness, the marble, the candelabras, everything was so familiar to her now. Hogwarts was her home. She's made great friends, and even greater enemies.

Six years Hermione Granger has been at Hogwarts.

Six years she's been a Slytherin.

Six years she's been lying to her follow Slytherins about who she really is…

**One thing that was not mentioned (mainly because I just did not feel like writing it in), Years 1-5 pretty much were the same, except for the fact that Hermione was not with Harry and Ron, thus they had to do everything on their own, but it still got done. Whether they accomplished things the same way, or differently is up to you as a reader. Anyway! Please review and let me know what you think, even though this is the prologue.**