Chapter 1
One Heart: A Cinderella Story
Hermione's POV
I was ten years old when my mother left and my father and I moved into the wizarding world. A few months later, my dad decided I should have a new mother. So he met this one woman named Evelyn who acted so nice to my dad, but was a witch at heart. Her two daughters, Lavender and Ginny, weren't angels either. My father and Evelyn were married within the month and we had to move in with them, I wasn't happy about it, but my dad was happy, so I went. Things were going okay because my step family couldn't be mean to me with my dad around. But all this changed when my dad was diagnosed with cancer and died shortly after finding out. (The doctor found out about it too late). Everything turned upside down after that and my world was never the same.
Six Years Later
(Hermione's POV)
"Hermione, where is my breakfast!" Evelyn demanded.
"It's almost ready." I said tired and annoyed.
"Well hurry up!" She pestered. Every morning started this way and ended with glares. After they had their breakfast I jumped in my beat up car and went to pick up Ron, my best friend.
"Hey 'Mione! So how were the steps today?" He asked.
"Evil." I replied glaring at the wheel. They were evil everyday, so Ron didn't need to ask. In homeroom the torturous day began. The popular girls sat in one part of the room, geeks at another, the jocks (Harry Potter, my crush, is in that group) near the populars, and then there was me, Ron, and a few other kids who were the losers or rejects. I was a pretty good student, so I got lot's of praise from the teachers, but only snickering and names such as teachers pet from the other students (besides Ron). The rest of the day was so predictable: Draco got in trouble, Ginny and Lavender followed the popular girls around, the jocks were well, being jocks, Snape was in a bad mood, everyday, for me, was a repeat of the last. Nothing changed besides the clothes people were wearing. Ron was the only one that actually like me (that was alive). And to make life even worse, the Yule Ball was happening next week and I would be the only one dateless! My life was a living nightmare and there was nothing I cold do about it.