Chapter 1

Hermione turned to Ron and watched him hand in hand with his new girlfriend.

For the past weeks, he had been really distant from her, like she was not his best friend anymore. Ever since he had met Julie, Hermione felt all alone.

It was not like Harry really had time to chat with her, either. He had recently gave up on Ginny, to spend most of his time kissing a new girl that had just been transferred to Hogwarts. Even Ginny was now a couple with Neville Longbottom, who could have guessed.

Hermione was really all alone. Ron had completly forgotten that they had been in love just some months ago, and that they had share something together.

If Hermione wanted to be honest with herself, everyone had forgotten about her. She would have never thought that guys were such unfaithfull to girl friends. As soon as they find love, their new girlfriends protest on having to share them, and instead to choose friendship, those stupid boys chose some love that was not even meant to last, or at least, that's what she thought.

Hermione looked at the 3 other tables in the great hall, trying to find out a girl in whom she could find a real friend. Someone who wouldn't stop caring when something supposely better comes her way. Everyone seemed already talking and laughing together. Even Draco Malfoy, the stupid git, was hand in hand with Pansy Parkinson.

Hermione rolled her eyes at the most awkward couple of the whole school and let out a sigh. Her eyes jumped on the person sitting right next to the loverbirds and she frowned. She had never met the girl, and didn't even recall seeing her before.

Her long brown hair falling over her shoulders was half-hidding the sheet she was quickly scribbling on it. She pushed Malfoy, who had taken too much space, with an annoyed glance.

She was the only one who didn't seem to be with someone else. She seemed to be the only girl who would need a friend.

Hermione got up slowly, repeating over and over in her head a two sentences speech she wanted to let out. As she was getting closer, she over heard their conversation.

"Livia, don't be a jealous bitch." Pansy said, looking at the pretty girl on the other side of Draco.

"Shut up, Pansy, you don't even know what you're talking about." the girl simply replied, her eyes still stuck in her book.

"I know you wish you had Draco, but he's mine." she said, sticking her nose up.

"Pansy, baby, easy."

Hermione noticed Livia rolling her eyes.

"You two are annoying me. I'm trying to do my homework." the brunette repeated in a mean tone.

"You are so boring, Livia. Gosh. Get a guy. You're a shame to all of us, Slytherins."

Hermione was now standing in front of the trio, speechless. Slytherin. In her excitment and motivation to find a new friend, she had completly forgotten that if that same girl was sitting next to Draco, she was obviously a Slytherin.

"If you two are fun, than I'd rather be boring." Livia replied. "Plus, you can keep that old best friend of mine. He became a loser."

Draco turned to Livia and grimaced to her, even if he knew she was joking. She sent him a grin before to wink at him.

Hermione frowned at them, wondering since when Draco and her had been best friends. Even more impressing, she wasn't even aware Draco had real friends.

"By Merlin's beard. What are you doing here, Granger?" Pansy expressed.

Malfoy started laughing. "A mudblood near the Slytherin's table. Are you stupid, Granger?"

Hermione's lips became smaller as she felt anger run in her veins. She wanted to bitch something back to them, but didn't dare to. She wasn't standing there to argue with some losers.

"You two are really stupid, why don't you shut up a second?" Livia frowned to them. "Here, just kiss each other. Maybe it will give a break to the magic world." she kept saying.

With that, she got up quickly, closed her books with the loudest noise possible and left the table. When she arrived at Hermione's level, she grabbed her arm and brought her out of the great hall with her. Hermione's eyes became bigger from Livia's behavior, but she still followed the girl, looking at her shining hair moving on her back as she walked.

As soon as they stepped foot outside, Livia turned to her and grinned, sticking her books to her chest.

"I'm Livia Cooper." she said. "And if you want a good advice, I don't think a Gryffindor should approach the Slytherin's table."

Hermione licked her lips but remained silent.

"I only said that because the students of my house can be very mean, sometimes."

How could a Slytherin be so caring?

Hermione smiled. Maybe she had found a new best friend, perhaps.