A/N: First off, I think it's obvious I am not J.K. Rowling. I am a 14 almost 15 year old girl writing fanfiction on my phone not a famous writer that invented an entire world so yeah... I would like to say right now that I am planning on finishing this, unlike my other stories which have either been adopted or are waiting to be adopted, I really want to finish this one... I am committed to finish this story for any readers that may or may not come across this story, so here goes nothing...
Prolog
"Hermione's" POV
Let me get this out there and tell you; Secrets are hard. You could trust someone with your life, with your entire being, but there will always be things you can't tell anyone.
Lies, are harder. I would know, entire life at Hogwarts is one.
My personality, my looks, my name; hell, even my species.
It's all lies.
My name is not Hermione Granger. I am not the bushy-haired know-it-all best friend of Harry Potter. And I am not human.