"Brian, I think you must have gone insane!" cried Hermione to her boss. Brian, who was nearly jumping up and down in excitement, just looked at her. "Gone insane?" he asked her. "No, no, no, okay, this is a good thing. It will save both our asses from being fired and you'll be known as a great reporter," he said, trying to convince her. "No, I can't do it, okay. I just," she sighed, "I just can't go back to high school again. It's not like it was a nightmare or anything for me, but I was so happy when it was over, you know, feeling free, like you can do anything," she said. "I know, you're nervous, but all of the biggest newspapers will want you as their reporter after this report," said Brian, finally stopping bouncing on his feet to wait for her answer. "I don't know..." said Hermione.

"Come on, I can see the headline now," he said, putting his arm around her shoulder and using his hand to make a fake headline in the air. " 'Hermione Granger's in Depth Report on what High School Students are Really Like'. Think of all the publicity you'll get!" he said. Hermione, for a moment, imagined herself being interviewed on TV, meeting other famous writers, living in a big mansion with waiters and servants, but then, unfortunately, she had to go back to reality. Brian was still looking at her. For a moment, Hermione considered again saying no, but then thought of the life of a big-time reporter. "Fine," she said. Brian cheered. "Yes!" he yelled. "All right, all right," said Hermione, as Brian did a victory dance. "Sometimes I think you're gay," she said, smiling at him. Brian stopped dancing at once, his face becoming pink. "Uh, so, you'll be enrolled at Hogwarts prep. School starts on September 1st, and you'll..." he began, but Hermione had cut him off. "That's only 2 days away! Wait a minute, a whole year?!" she nearly screamed. Brian just looked at her. "Hermione, being an investigative reporter requires time and effort. Now do you want to do this, or do we have to get Lavender out there to do it?" asked Brian, pointing to the small, very beautiful woman who was filing papers at her desk on the other side of the glass. "No, she can't count to 10!" said Hermione. "Okay, then, let's get started," said Brian.

Just then, the door of his office flew open, and there stood a woman of 30 whom was very beautiful. She had a soft face, brown, curly hair, shiny, white teeth, and her figure was slim and slender. Her name was Anita Epsey. "Guess who I slept with?" she cried. Apart from being rather smart and a great reporter and a usually nice person, Anita was also partially addicted to one thing: sex. "Hmm...Gary Brooks?" asked Hermione. "Oh, who told you?" she asked. "You did. You told me yesterday you were going to sleep with him," said Hermione. "Oh damn, I wanted it to be a surprise," said Anita, shutting the door behind her. "A surprise? I wouldn't be surprised if you had already slept with half of California," said Brian. Anita spared him a glare before turning back to Hermione. "So, Gary has a friend, single, good-looking, hot body, I think you should date him," she said, smiling at Hermione. "No thanks," said Hermione. "Oh, come on, he's hot," said Anita, as if that was the only quality Hermione would care about. "I don't have sex with guys just because they're hot," said Hermione. "What, and you think I do?" asked Anita. "Sometimes," said Hermione. "Fine, if thats what you really think of me, then I'm leaving," said Anita, turning to the door.

"Hang on, I need your help with something," said Hermione. "What?" asked Anita, turning back. "I need an outift to wear on my first day of school," said Hermione. "School? Honey, you're 25, and I thought you already went to college," said Anita. "She's not going back to college, she's going to Hogwarts prep to do a report on high school students," blurted out Brian. Anita's mouth formed an O. "That's great, there are so many hot guys in high school. Hot teenage guys who are always willing," said Anita. "Thanks, but I'd rather go there to report, not for the guys," said Hermione. "You don't know what you're doing, honey," said Anita. The door came open again and this time a man came in. It was Brian's assistant, Alex. He was a handsome man who Anita admitted she would've had sex with, except there was the matter that he was gay. "Mr. Marano, a letter came for you," he said, handing Brian an envelope. "I told you to call me Brian," said Brian, taking the letter from Alex. Alex smiled a sexy smile at him. Brian smiled back, and Alex left the room. Anita and Hermione were staring at Brian. He was still looking at the door. The he noticed them. "Get out of my office," he said harshly.

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September 1st came all too quickly. Hermione woke up the morning of at 6 AM. Anita and Hermione had went out shopping the day before. They had spent hours and hours shopping, going from store to store, carrying bags out to Anita's car. Anita had gotten a check from her father and used nearly all the money on Hermione, buying clothes and makeup and shoes. She refused to allow Hermione to pay her back, saying she could just get another check from her daddy. She reminded Hermione so much of a spoiled rich teenager it was funny. She had also let Hermione borrow her car, which was an equally gorgeous red convertible. Anita's parents were rich snobs, but they still bought their daughter things. Hermione had packed all of her things quickly. When Hermione had come back from shopping, she had realized she had gotten 10 pairs of designer jeans, nearly 30 tank tops and blouses, 12 pairs of shoes, and over 200 worth of makeup. Hermione had trouble shoving all of her belongings into her suitcases. Having already paid for her apartment for another year, she had no other choice but to rent it to Anita, who would use it for strictly sex-purposes (which she explained in detail to Hermione).

Hermione slipped the jeans over her skinny legs and pulled the blouse over her head. She took a moment to take in her features. She was very skinny, with a beautiful face, and brown, curly hair. She had her ears pierced and her hair was pulled up in a very neat but messy looking ponytail. Hermione's suitcases were already in the car. She grabbed her car keys. Brian was already waiting for her outside. His car was next to hers. "What?" she asked. "Now, do you have your journal, your cell phone, your..." he said. "Yes, I double checked, I have everything," said Hermione. "Alright, I want to hear from you in a week," said Brian. "Okay, it's not like I can go out of the stupid school. You just had to pick a prep school, didn't you?" said Hermione. "I thought by staying there you would get a better perspective," said Brian. "I've got to go, I'm supposed to be there in an hour and it's a 45-minute drive," said Hermione. "Don't forget everything I told you," said Brian. "I know," said Hermione. Brian had lectured her for nearly an hour on how to act, what types of stories to get, and who to hang out with. Hermione had only half listened, really only concerned for what her first day was going to be late.

Hermione got into her car, and put the roof down. She pulled out of the parking lot and began driving to Hogwarts. She turned on the radio and listened to Metro Station-Shake It. For nearly an hour she drove, the last 10 minutes seeing nothing except woods and fields of nothing. Finally, she got off the dirt road she had been traveling on for 10 minutes and got onto a blacktop road. The school stood up on a big hill. The student parking lot was off to the right of the school. Hermione parked her car and got out. She realized she only had 15 minutes to get inside and she still had to get all of her suitcases. She lifted one out of the car.

"Need some help?" came a voice from behind her. Hermione turned. A girl was getting out of her car. She had flaming red hair and was very beautiful. A man was getting out of the driver's seat, and Hermione knew she had never such a handsome man before. He had the same color hair as her, except i was shorter. He had very light freckles on his face and arms, and he was very slim. "Ginny, hurry up, we haven't got much time," he said in his sexy voice. Ginny turned to him. "I'll catch up to you, just go, Ron," said Ginny. Ron took his bag and walked out of the parking lot. Hermione stared at him walking away before she turned back to Ginny. "Hi, I'm Ginny," she said. "I'm Hermione, er, who's that?" she asked Ginny. "My brother, complete idiot, if you ask me," she said. "Oh, yes, sure," said Hermione, although she completely disagreed.

"Here, I'll help you," said Ginny. "Oh, thanks," said Hermione. Ginny grabbed one suitcase while Hermione grabbed the other and her purse. She guessed Ginny and Ron had already gotten their stuff. "You must be knew, I've never seen you here," said Ginny as they walked out of the parking lot and towards the entrance of the school. "Oh, yes, I'm new," said Hermione. "I'm so excited, I'm finally a senior, junior year felt like forever. So I'm guessing you're a senior too," said Ginny. "Yes, I am. So how do the sleeping arrangements work? I've only ever gone to public schools and we stayed at home in those," asked Hermione. "Well, two people sleep in a room, only same sex though," added Ginny. "So, do we get to pick who we room up with?"asked Hermione. "Yes. You know you can room with me, my friend who was going to room with me decided to go to public school yesterday, needless to say I was pretty pissed," she said.

"Sure, that sounds great," said Hermione, happy to make a friend that quickly. Hermione then realized just how far away the parking lot was from the school. It was nearly a quarter of a mile away from the school. Around the school were trees with a ton of shade under them, good for reading or doing homework, and to Hermione's surprise, on the other side of the school, there was a large lake that looked sparkling clean. "Wow, can we swim in that?" asked Hermione, never having seen a school with any body of water near it. "Yes, and its really clean too, all the time, I think the janitors take care of that for extra pay," said Ginny. They finally reached the entrance and Ginny pushed the doors open with the hand that wasn't carrying the suitcase. They stepped inside.

The hall inside was huge. There was a large marble staircase that led off to two sides of the school. The walls were decorated with beautiful paintings. There was a large door off to the right of the hallway, but Ginny led Hermione up the stairs and then turned right. "The 6th to 8th graders have their classes on the left side of the school, and their dorms. 9th through 12th is on this side," explained Ginny. They dragged Hermione's suitcases up 3 flights of stairs before Ginny turned down a long hallway. "Some people like to room with more than 2 people. The most is 5, and they get pretty big rooms. And if you want you can room with yourself, but that costs a ton," said Ginny.

There were people in the hallway already. Some were waiting for their friends to come out of their rooms and some were already walking past Ginny and Hermione to get to their first class. Hermione had already recieved her schedule. Having passed all of these at her school, she knew that she could get A's in all her subjects. AP Calculus was first, then AP Physics, Musical Composition, Lunch, AP Psychology, two free periods and AP English. Hermione followed Ginny to the end of the hallway. A few people said hello to Ginny as they passed. Ginny opened the door and Hermione followed her inside. The room was rather big. There were two beds, one of which was empty, the other had Ginny's suitcases on it. There were two dressers, one on each side of the room, and two flat screen TV's were hanging up on the walls. There were two windows in the room that had blue curtains on them. "This is amazing," said Hermione as she and Ginny dropped the suitcases on Hermione's bed. "I guess I'm just used to it," said Ginny, shrugging. "Let's go, we have to get down to breakfast," said Ginny. Hermione ooked surprised. "Breakfast? Don't you mean our first class?" she asked, already searching through her suitcase for her notebook and pens. "No, on the first day we always skip classes and just relax," said Ginny. "But we relaxed all summer," said Hermione. "Don't complain about it," said Ginny.

They walked back down to the entrance hall, Hermione trying to remember which staircases they took. They walked into the big doors Hermione had seen before. Inside them was a very large hall, which Ginny told her was called the Dining Hall. There were 5 tables in all. About 200 students were at these tables. At the very front of the hall, farthest from the door was a table that looked like it was full of the teachers. There was no food on the tables yet. The table farthest to the left of the hall held very small students. "That one's for 6th and 7th graders," said Ginny, looking where Hermione was. "The one next that is for 8th and 9th graders. This one," said Ginny, pointing to the third table from the left, is for 10th and 11th graders, and we get a table all to ourselves," said Ginny, smiling. She led Hermione to the table farthest to the right, where the tallest people were sitting. Hermione noticed that a lot of people, especially boys, were staring at her. Ginny led her halfway down the table to a group of her friends and they sat down. Hermione noticed a lot of people seemed to be grouped around a very attractive senior boy with black hair, and round glasses. "Who's that?" asked Hermione. Ginny turned to who she was pointing to. She made a small grunting noise. "Harry Potter. He's literally the most popular guy at this school. Everyone loves him, especially the girls," said Ginny in a disgusted manner, although after the discussion was over, Hermione saw Ginny glance at Harry a couple of times, the disgusted look no longer on her face.

Hermione looked behind her. There were still a couple guys staring at her, and Hermione realized her blouse was not long enough in the back so that her bare skin was hanging out. Some of the guys' eyes seemed glued to her. She hastened to pull it down and turned away from them. She turned to the teachers table. There was a brown haired man sitting in the very middle, who was middle aged but not that bad looking, whom Hermione assumed was the principal. Next to him was an older woman with her hair in a tight bun on the top of her head. On the other side of the principal was a man with red hair. "Ginny," said Hermione, hitting her friend's arm lightly. "Why is your brother up there?" she asked. "He's a teacher," said Ginny obviously. "He looks a little young to be a teacher, I thought he was still a teacher," said Hermione. "He's 26," said Ginny. "Wow," said Hermione simply. "My mum and dad sent him to school early, he was really smart. Started kindergarten when he was just 3," said Ginny. "Oh," said Hermione, marveling at his intelliegence. Ron suddenly looked over at her, probably because she was next to Ginny, and smiled. Ginny, however, was no longer looking at him. Hermione smiled back, blushing furiously. "Er, so what does he teach?" asked Hermione. "AP English 12," said Ginny. Hermione felt a butterfly in her stomach in knowing Ron would be teaching her.

The principal stood up and addressed the student body. Everyone fell silent at once. "For some of you students who do not know me, I am Mr. Hardley, your principal. These are, of course, your wonderful teachers, who will be a big part of your lives for the next 9 months," said Mr. Hardley, smiling at them. Some students groaned loudly. "Now, just a few rules before we eat breakfast. The lake, which most of you already know of, is to be used only during free time, and no one below the age of 13 may be out in the water without a teacher present. Each teacher will give their students a set of rules for their classroom, but there are still many for the school. All students in the 6th to 9th grade are to be in their rooms by 10 PM every evening. Students in grades 10 and 11 are to be in their beds by 11, and seniors are to be in their rooms by midnight (Ginny gave a squeal next to Hermione). If, however, you are with a teacher it is okay. No students are to enter a teachers office without the permission of the teacher, and lastly, no one is to be outside the school past midnight, which shouldn't be a problem, seeing as you should all be in bed by then. A complete set of rules will be issued to each student. Please read over them. Now, I know most of you are hungry, so we will eat now," said Mr. Hardley.

The lunch ladies came out of a door in the middle of the Dining Hall. Each one carrying a tray of food. There were about 30 lunch ladies in all. There were nearly 5 trays of each food on each table, and the lunch ladies then brought out pitchers and jugs of drinks. They all looked exhausted. Eggs, bacon, sausage, toast, french toast, pancakes, waffles, fruit, and anything else imaginable. Hermione found she was rather hungry and put eggs and bacon on her plate and began to eat. Across from Ginny and Hermione were two twin boys who were staring at Hermione. Ginny noticed. "You don't have a chance," said Ginny rudely. They ignored her. "Hi, I'm Elliot," said one of them, reaching over the plates of food to shake Hermione's hand. Hermione shook it and the other boy stuck his hand out too. "Joshua," he said, knocking over an almost empty jug of orange juice. "Class clowns," said Ginny. Hermione just smiled. After everyone had eaten, the principal got up again.

"Classes won't start until tomorrow. Lunch will be served from 10 to 2 and dinner will be from 4 to 7. Within the next two hours you will need to go to your teachers, who will be in their offices, and get the required books you will need for tomorrow's lessons. See you at lunch," he said. Everyone began to leave in groups. Hermione and Ginny got up and went back to their room. Hermione picked up her schedule. She needed to get 5 books and decided to start from the top of her schedule. She and Ginny compared schedules. Hermione saw that they had their first 3 classes together and lunch. They also had AP Psychology together, but Ginny had Honors English 12 with Mrs. Cooper. Ginny also had Gym during one of the free periods Hermione did. "I've never had a free period before," she said, "I guess I'll just go swimming or do homework."

"Come on, let's go get our books," said Hermione. She had to follow Ginny through the school. She tried to remember how they got to every class, but it was very hard to remember with all of the staircase and hallways in the school. They got their Calculus book from a very nice woman named Mrs. Edwards, and they got their Physics book from Mrs. Zimmermann. They got their music book from Mr. King, and then got their Psychology book from Mrs. Donahue. Ginny led Hermione up to Ron's room, but told her she had to go to get her book from Mrs. Cooper because there was only 10 minutes left to get books. Hermione opened the door and stepped inside.

The classroom was rather large with about 30 desks in 5 rows. Ron was not in there, but then Hermione saw three junior boys coming out of a door, which was up higher with stairs coming from it. The boys walked down the stairs, each carrying a large english book. Hermione walked past them. They stared at her as she walked past, and she thought she heard them run into eachother as they stopped to have a longer look, but did not turn around. She walked up the stairs and knocked on the door. "Come in," came Ron's voice. Hermione opened the door. Ron was sitting at a small desk in the middle of the room. There was another room protruding from it, with a large, queen sized bed, a dresser, a TV, and may other things inside. Hermione looked farther and saw a door open in the very corner, meaning the teachers had their own bathrooms.

"Oh, hello," said Ron, looking up from his desk. He walked over to a cabinet that had books stacked on it and picked one from the smallest pile and handed it to Hermione. "What's the number on that?" he asked, picking up a gradebook to write on it. "Um, 69M," said Hermione, trying not to laugh at the stupid joke she had heard many times before. Ron gave her a look that plainly said he was not trying to laugh either. "So, I saw you talking to my sister, she's a handful, isn't she?" he asked her. "Oh, yes, but I like her very much," said Hermione, trying very hard not to blush. Ron just looked up at her smiling. He, suddenly realizing that he was staring at her, quickly recovered by handing her a list of his classrooms rules. "I'll see you in class, tomorrow," he said, trying not look at her. Hermione knew her blouse, once again, was not covering her back, but made no move to pull it down as she left his office, shutting the door softly behind her. The book clenched tightly in her hand, Hermione left the room, somehow knowing that wouldn't be the last time she'd be in Ron Weasley's office.

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So, I hope you liked it. That chapter was a bit long, I know, but I'll probably try to make them a bit shorter. Most of you probably know the plot is similar to Never Been Kissed, except for the fact that Hermione is actually popular. Reviews please.