Have you ever fantasized about waking up one day with your favorite band or singer just curled up next to you, deep asleep? Then one of them falls head-over-heels madly in love with you? Well, that's what's happening to me. ME, Hermione Jane Granger! I guess I should explain about my fantastic new life…

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I rolled over in my queen size bed in the Head Girl's dorm. Harry was in the room next to mine because he was Head Boy. I had just woken up from the most amazing dream, and my eyes were still closed, trying to remember it. It was Saturday, and I was in no hurry to get up. But after a few minutes, I realized that falling back to sleep was simply not an option, and so I began to push myself up off of the bed. Suddenly, I went cold. Know why? My hand had hit bare flesh. I slowly forced myself to look down and screamed. There, lying underneath my hand was Tom Fletcher. He sat bolt upright, and I quickly scrambled to the other side, only to run into another solid body. I turned and shrieked again. It was Danny Jones. I leapt over Tom and was almost on the floor when my foot collided with someone's stomach. I screamed for the third time and jumped on the end of my bed, only to scoot directly towards the middle because I had landed on a hard, circular object. I looked down and saw Harry Judd trying to get his breath back. I looked at the end of my bed and saw Dougie Poynter rubbing his head. Just when I was about to say something, Harry came bursting into my room, wand at the ready and hair even messier than normal.

"Who are you and what do you want with Hermione?" he demanded. Even though he had already killed Voldemort, he was always on guard and alert. The battle had sharpened his senses. Tom spoke up indignantly.

"Steady on, mate! What're you two doing…in…" he trailed off, catching a glimpse of his surroundings, which included a frightened girl with bushy hair wearing long flannel pajama bottoms and a black tank top, a large circular bed that he was laying on, a deep red carpet, and a dresser, all of which were most DEFINITELY not theirs.

"Where are we?" Harry wheezed, finally getting his breath back.

"Hogwarts," Harry said, lowering his wand but not loosening his grip at all.

"Harry," I said in a timid voice. "It-it's alright. This is the band I was telling you about. I have no clue how they got here," I raised my voice so Tom, who looked ready to interrupt, would know not to. "But they're here, and we'll talk to Professor Dumbledore about it later. For now, why don't you lend them some clothes?"

"Alright," he muttered, and left to go get them some clothes. Tom, who had looked pretty tense up until then, leaned back and let out a breath.

"Hermione, is it?" he asked. "I'm Tom."

"Danny Jones!" He waved at me

"Dougie," he said, still rubbing his head.

"Harry," he said, finally getting all of his breath back.

"Nice to meet you," I said, and then got up and, carefully avoiding Harry's stomach with my feet, walked over to my trunk to get clothes and shower supplies.

"Harry's room is second door to the right, and if you need to use the bathroom, it's on the left. His shower things are already in there."

With that, I left the room and walked rapidly into my bathroom. I turned on the shower and, when I had undressed, I got into the shower and let the hot water pound down on my head. I rested my head against the wall to think.

"How did they get here?" I murmured. "I'll think about it later…"

So I lathered up, washed off, and got out. As I dried off, I began singing quietly under my breath. It was a little known McFly song, and I couldn't remember where I had heard it, but I loved it. It was called, "Silence Of The City". Danny wrote it. He has a great voice, but I've always preferred Tom's. Don't ask me why, I'm not Tom's biggest fan, and that's putting it gently. I got dressed, pulling on a white long sleeved t-shirt with a Jack Sparrow shirt on over that and my faded, blue ripped jeans. It didn't matter how I dressed as it was the Christmas holidays and the only Gryffindors left were Harry, Ron, Neville, the Patil twins, Lavender, and me. Ginny had gone back to the Burrow. I finally finished dressing and brushing my teeth and hair, so I walked out to the front room to find the McFly boys sitting on the couch wearing some of Harry's clothing. Thank goodness they were Dudley's old clothes, otherwise they would be bursting at the seams. Well, maybe not Dougie…anyways:

"We'll have to talk to Dumbledore about getting you some clothes from Hogsmeade. It's a Hogsmeade weekend today, so you can probably go with Harry, Ron, and me," I said, sitting down in the armchair nearest to the fire. Tom jumped and looked at me. His hair was already styled into a fauxhawk, and his rings and earring glinted in the bright sunlight streaming in through the window. I felt my stomach do a small, barely noticeable back flip, and I quickly stood up, slipping on some tennis shoes.

"I'll take you boys to the office. Harry, I'll be back in a minute, alright?" I yelled up the stairs. I heard him mumble something in response, and I motioned for McFly to follow me before leaving the room. I heard them clatter out of the portrait after me, and then the whispering of the portraits began. You see, McFly had been growing bigger ever since I sang, "I'll Be Okay" at a surprise talent show Dumbledore held at the beginning of sixth year, and the news quickly spread from portrait to portrait that the boys themselves were here.

"Hermione, dear, is it true that…?" the Fat Lady began to ask me a question as we passed, but it died as they passed. I rolled my eyes as the boys snickered. I heard someone running up behind me.

"HERMIONE!" I heard two voices calling my name, barreling towards me. I groaned and gritted my teeth as I recognized them. I looked up, forcing a smile, and saw Lavender and Parvati running towards me, flushed.

"You will NEVER guess what we heard!" Parvati squealed.

"I bet I can," I muttered under my breath as they both shrieked, "McFly… IS HERE IN THE CASTLE!"

"Oh really? She NEVER would've guessed," Tom said, poking his head out from behind me, his voice dripping with sarcasm even though he was smiling. The two girls in from of me stopped dead in their tracks, jaws sitting on the floor.

"Oh…"

"My…"

"GOD!" Dougie finished for them in a girly voice, making me laugh.

"OMG (yes she said OMG) IT'S DOUGIE!" Lavender squealed and promptly glommed him.

"OMFG IT'S DANNY!" Parvati squealed and promptly glommed HIM. I found myself thinking that it was a GOOD thing they hadn't glommed Tom. I stole a quick look at him to find he was staring at the tapestry next to me. He then noticed my look, gave me a grin, and turned away, his chocolate eyes shining in the light. I quickly shook my head and turned back to the struggle that was going on outside of my head.

"Oh boy…" Harry said, looking at the two who were currently fighting off the rabid fangirls trying to glom them.

"Um, guys?" I said, trying to get their attention. "Guys…? OKAY, THAT'S IT!"

I whipped out my wand and, pointing it at the ceiling, let loose with a huge CRACK. They immediately let go and everyone stared at me. I shrugged.

"I need to take them to Professor Dumbledore," I said, and smiled at Lavender and Parvati, who were now pouting at the loss of contact.

"Come on," I motioned to the boys, and they continued to follow me. We finally got to Professor Dumbledore's office (Danny got stuck in the trick stair and it wouldn't let him go), and then I realized I had forgotten the password.

"God," I muttered. "Um, Acid Pops? Fizzing Whizzbees? Okay, obviously not. Um, Cockroach Clusters? Lemon drops?"

At that, the gargoyle hopped away to reveal the door. I turned to the boys to see that their eyes were wide, and they had the look of little boys that had just found priceless treasure on their faces.

"Come on, guys," I laughed, and took them into the office.

"Professor Dumbledore? Are you there?"

"Please, enter Ms. Granger," he suddenly said. I jumped and look around for his voice. I finally found him standing at a bookcase. He smiled at us, his eyes twinkling.

"May I ask who your friends are? I am guessing they shoed up in the night," he said, walking back to his desk and sitting down. He looked at us over his glasses and smiled again.

"They did come during the night, although I don't know how," I confessed, sitting down on one of the chairs in front of his desk. The boys sat down in the ones that Dumbledore had conjured.

"Please, explain how you found them."

"Well, I woke up, and three of them were laying in my bed and the other was laying on the floor. When Harry (the other one, sorry about that Harry) came bursting in and demanding to know how they got here, Tom, Danny, Dougie, and Harry," I gestured to them in turn. "All seemed just as confused as we did."

All through my explanation, Dumbledore examined them over his fingertips. When I finished, he sat back in his chair; he looked serious, although his eyes were twinkling.

"I had hoped the practical jokes on Muggles wouldn't get THIS severe," he sighed. "But, unfortunately, they have. Now, I suggest that they stay here for a while to let the shock wear off and so I can find a proper way of sending them home without risking one or two of their limbs."

Unconsciously, the boys rubbed their arms and legs, shuddering slightly.

"Now, I suppose you will be going to Hogsmeade with Ms. Granger and her friends, members of McFly?" he asked, surprising me.

"Sir, I didn't know you-"

"There are a great many things no one knows about me Ms. Granger. Now, as I was saying, when you go, I would be sure to pick up some instruments, as I am hoping you will grace us with your musical abilities tomorrow night at a dance we are having."

I felt my jaw hit the floor. McFly? Performing at MY school? Wow.

"Now, off you go! You will depart for Hogsmeade immediately, if you please!" he said cheerfully. I gave him a smile, and walked out, followed by the boys. The second we were out of the office, they started buzzing.

"We got a gig this fast?" Tom said, his face shining.

"This is awesome!" Danny pumped a fist into the air, grinning.

"We have to figure out what songs we're gonna sing," Dougie grinned also. I raised a hand.

"I can help!" I smiled at them. They all smiled back, but for some reason, Tom's smile made my heart skip a beat. I mentally shook my head, and continued talking.

"Your biggest songs that EVERYONE here knows are 'Please Please', 'I'll Be Okay', and 'Transylvania'. I'd also recommend doing 'Star Girl' and 'Obviously'. Those are the songs that you have definitely got to do. Also-"

"Okay, Hermione, we get it!" Tom cut me off, laughing. I stopped talking and smiled as we got back to Harry and my dormitories.

"Music," I said, and the portrait swung open to McFly's awe.

"How'd you do that?" Danny asked, looking for all the world like a little boy.

"This is a magic school," I explained.

"Wicked," Dougie and Harry said at the same time. I laughed as Harry came barreling down the stairs.

"Are you lot ready to go? Ron's waiting for us by the Gryffindor dorm," he exclaimed, then tossed the McFly boys coats, hats, and gloves.

"It's bloody cold out, you'll need those," he said nonchalantly.

"Come on, then!" Dougie said, then raced out of the dorm and towards the stairs just as they were about to change.

"DOUGIE!" I shrieked.

A/N: Bwahaha, a cliffy! Will Dougie fall, or what? The world will find out when I get REVIEWS!!!!