A/n: Well here's my new story. It'll be the first time I try to write a novel length fan-fic.

The story is set in the Trio's 7th year but I won't be using horcruxes and Dumbledore isn't dead. Sorry if this is confusing. If I change anything else I'll note it on future chapters.

Disclaimer: All belongs to J.K.Rowling, all I do is mess about with the wonderful and amazing characters she has imagined.

The Beginning.

Ron/Harry's side

"Hermione!"

Ron pushed his way through the crowd in Diagon Alley trying to get the bushy haired girl to see him.

"Hermione!" He called again.

Finally he reached the girl. Her nose was stuck in a newspaper, The Daily Prophet.

"Hermione, can you hear me?" Ron puffed as he sat down next to her.

Still she didn't hear him. He stood up quickly as he saw a black haired boy with a lightning scar on his forehead coming towards him.

"Harry, quick there's something wrong with Hermione!" Ron shouted over the loud chattering of the crowd.

As Harry finally got through the people sweeping the streets, he looked at Ron on the bench, then the bushy haired girl then at Ron again.

"What are you talking about Ron? That's not Hermione."

"What, of course it's Hermione! The bushy hair, the newspaper! It's Hermione I'm telling you!" Ron protested.

"Ron, Hermione is in the new book store, Livrers. She's looking at all the new books... I left her there so that I could come and find you."

"But...But... OK then."

As they walked towards the other side of the street Ron's brain was thinking very hard going through all the possibilities. Suddenly he asked Harry the same question that Harry had been thinking himself.

"Don't you think it's strange? That other girl looks exactly like Hermione!"

"Yeah it is strange but we don't have time to think about it, your mum said we had to be back 5 minutes ago and we still haven't got Hermione... and you know how hard it will be if she's found a good book!"

"O yeah, let's go then, mum's going to be blowing steam out of her ears soon!"

Hermione's side

Hermione was walking through the aisles of the store. Thousands upon thousands of books surrounded her. She felt as though she was in heaven. 'Livrers' was the new book store that had just opened up in Diagon alley. For Hermione it was perfect. They had loads of books that she had never read or even heard of. She had decided to use the money her parents had given her to buy a few books to read at Hogwarts. Four were already tucked under her arm. Hermione looked around to see if there was another one that caught her eye. When with a quick glance nothing caught her eye, Hermione started to make her way towards the till to pay for the four books she had. Just when she was about to reach it a long hum sounded. She almost dropped her books in surprise. Tightening her grip on her books, Hermione looked around to see if anyone else had heard the hum. To her surprise no one else looked affected. The hum sounded again. This time however Hermione managed to pinpoint it. She slowly walked towards the bookcase that seemed to be the cause of the strange sound. She was cautious knowing that it could be a trap, but as she neared she realised it was a book that was making the hum. Being the know-it-all everyone knew her to be, Hermione thought about her options. The book could very well be a portkey laid by Voldemort to kidnap Harry Potter's best friend. Or it could be a very special book. Curiosity got the better of Hermione and she reached out to the book, with her eyes closed, half expecting it to whirl her away to the world of evil. But as her eyes opened she realised she wasn't being tortured and she was still in the book store. Looking down at the book in her hands, Hermione decided she needed to have a quick look at it. She went over to a corner and settled into a chair. She opened the red dragon skin cover and quickly flicked though it. It seemed to be a book on extinct and rare magical creatures. She looked at the contents. Quiquali and Evanis jumped out at her. She was about to open the book at page 35,on the Austrolitz when she saw Metaphoragrigus practically scream at her. Quickly turning to the said page, Hermione was quickly interested. Soon losing herself in the book as she often did she hardly noticed Ron and Harry walk up to her.

Ron/Harry's side

They finally reached the book shop. 'Livrers' was painted in silver writing above the double doors. About a hundred people were moving between the shelves lined with hundreds of books in different colour covers. Ron and Harry pushed themselves through to the back looking for their other best friend. Reaching the very back of the store they finally found Hermione sitting on a comfy looking chair with her nose stuck in a red dragon skin bound book.

Ron and Harry stared realising how alike this scene and the one with the fake Hermione looked.

Feeling two pairs of eyes on her, Hermione looked up and saw the two boys staring at her. Feeling a bit self-conscious she tugged at her shirt.

"Hello? What are you staring at you two?"

This simple question pushed the boys out of their trance like state and they blushed slightly.

Hermione just looked at them as though they had lost their minds.

"Umm, Hermione, we have to go. We're already late." Harry muttered.

"Oh, OK, wait one minute, I'm just going to buy these books. Wait outside if you want."

"Yeah we'll do that." Ron said quickly.

Hermione gave them a strange look as they walked quickly off towards the door. Shaking her head she walked off in the opposite direction still thinking about the words in the book she held in her hands.

Meanwhile, Ron and Harry had got out of the stuffy shop and craned their necks to find the girl who looked as though she could be Hermione's twin.

"Maybe she is!"

"What are you talking about Ron?"

"Maybe that girl is Hermione's twin!"

Finally they found the girl and started walking towards her.

"Ron…Harry! Wait for me!" Someone shouted from behind them.

They turned to see the real Hermione running towards them, a blue bag swinging at her side.

They stopped and cast a glance again at the girl but she had gone. In two seconds, the girl had disappeared. What was happening?