A/n I own nothing but the plot and ideas of the story. songs are borrowed so are the Goddess J.K.R's characters, (I am not worthy i bow to you ) lol new fic, not sure where its headed maybe hg/ss i think yes dunno yet well cheereo


"Okay kiddies!! Kitty Kats concert is sold out, that's right SOLD OUT! The count down has begun! ONLY TEN MORE HOURS, TEN. Heck Headmaster Dumbledore is letting the whole school go see the concert down in Hogsmeade! It's going to be smashing!" Lee Jordan yelled, broad casting over the radio. Squeals of delight erupted from students, listening intently to Lee Jordan on DKD FM. It was early morning; a Gryffindor had a radio turned on, all the way up.

"Okay, Kiddies, like promised here's their new hit off the album, Little-Know-It all, here's Dreamer by Kitty Kats, Only on DKD the Wickedest station in all our world!" Lee Jordan's voice faded, Fallowed by the new hit song.

"Bum, Bum, Bum Bum Bum

Bum, Bum, Bum Bum Bum

Bum, Bum, Bum Bum Bum Bum

I'm at the grocery store and there you are just watchin' me

Bum, Bum, Bum Bum Bum

Bum, Bum, Bum Bum Bum

Pick up my clothes from the cleaners and look who I see

Bum, Bum, Bum Bum Bum

Bum, Bum, Bum Bum Bum

I try to loose you in my car but you won't go away,
Come on buddy don't you think you've overstayed your stay?
Don't you have better things to do with your life
Then hang around and stare at me and complicate mine?

Your eyes must burn so bad 'cuz you haven't blinked
You and me will never be if that's what you think.

Oh, you're such a dreamer
But I'm not a believer,
In all the things that you dream

Stop watchin' me, stop watchin' me

Bum, Bum, Bum Bum Bum

Bum, Bum, Bum Bum Bum

Bum, Bum, Bum Bum Bum Bum

I go to bed and I wake up isn't that interesting?

Bum, Bum, Bum Bum Bum

Bum, Bum, Bum Bum Bum

I brush my teeth, and feed my dogs, isn't that thrilling?
(Don't you think that that's thrilling, don't you think)
It must be fun to follow me pretending we're a thing,
It's just so messed up can't you see that you're just scaring me?

Oh, you're such a dreamer
But I'm not a believer,
In all the things that you dream

Stop watchin' me, stop watchin' me

Oh, you're such a dreamer
But I'm not a believer,
In all the things that you dream

Stop watchin' me, stop watchin' me

Don't you have better things to do with your life,
Then hang around and stare at me and complicate mine?

Don't you have better things to do with your life,
Then hang around and stare at me and complicate mine?

Oh, you're such a dreamer
But I'm not a believer,
In all the things that you dream

Stop watchin' me, stop watchin' me

Oh, you're such a dreamer
But I'm not a believer,
In all the things that you dream

Stop watchin' me, stop watchin' me"

When the song finished, everyone raved, about the new song. They just could get enough of, How Hermione Granger, the smartest student at Hogwarts, Became apart of a hit band. Everyone assumed, that after graduation she would go on to do more amazing things, yet not in the way everyone thought.

It was Saturday morning and every student was accounted for in the Great Hall, even all the teacher where there, even grumpy Snape was, too. Dumbledore Stood, from his golden throne like chair, gaining the attention everyone in the Hall. The Radio was soon switched off, before Dumbledore began, in his usual soft and friendly voice.

"As you know the whole entire school has been invited to attend a most glorious evening in Hogsmeade. We shall leave in the school carriages, an hour before nine tonight, Be sure to be accounted for by your head's of house at eight-thirty in your common rooms. I am sure you are aware of the rules, and what is except from you as a school. Tonight shall be a marvelous night, so see you then." Dumbledore said, as he sat back down. Excited chatter burst throughout the Hall. What ran through practically everyone's mind was. "What am I going to wear?"

"What am I going to wear?" said Hermione, flipping threw her closet, full of costumes. "Ginny I absolutely need help? I haven't a clue, on what the bloody hell I'm going to wear for the show tonight!" the girl whined to her mentor and band mate. Ginny walked in, muttering about, how the girl couldn't even find what to wear to bed, then finding something to wear for the show.

"Never Mind I know!" Hermione beamed, at a now annoyed Ginny, Who then walked back out of the room. Hermione took out her 3 year old school uniform and hung the completed set on the dressing table, so she could just put it on and have more time to do make-up. She took a couple of minutes to admire her self in the mirror.

Nothing much had changed since graduating from Hogwarts with high honors. Sure, Her curves were fuller, her breast, too! The wild mane of Curly brown hair, had calmed down a bit, only a bit, But still it was silky looking and easier to run ones frustrated fingers through it. The only difference was, a single red streak on the left side of her hair near her face. Another difference she seemed to notice about her was, the way her face matured into a young woman, just like the rest of herself.

Grabbing a couple of Garments, Hermione hustled, in to take a bath, so she could relax a bit and go up for a surprised visit to Hogwarts. 'Not like it's a surprise, the whole school was invited to attend the concert, for a small fee of course, and then only a thousand others had bought tickets at full prices.' Hermione thought, jumping into the bath for a little soak. 'Only ten more hours left.' ran through her mind, like a personal alarm clock.