A/N: Ok just a few things. First, my grammar, and punctuation may not be the best, but bear with me, for I'm doing the best I can. Second, I'm going to try to stay as true to the sixth book story-line as I can, with a few adjustments of course, so if something seems weird, feel free to say something about it, though it might be part of my plan.

Pairings: Katterina/Draco

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Sadly.


Hermione sat on her bed, looking around the room. The other girls were getting ready to go home. It was the end of fifth year, and everyone just seemed happy to have finished their exams. Of course, now that it was public knowledge that the dark lord had returned, people were nervous. What would happen this summer? Who'd return the next year? Would there even be a school to return to?

The girl shook her head, and stood up, running a hand through her slightly bushy hair. She went to her trunk, and started packing things into it. After placing the final book in, she shut the trunk, and stood, leaving it there for the house elves to transport to the train. She descended the stairs, looking around. There were her friends, talking softly about something. Probably what happened at the ministry. She walked over to them, sitting next to Ginny, who looked at her in shock.

"Hermione Jean Granger! What are you wearing?" She asked. Biting back a laugh, she shot a fake confused look at Ginny, before looking down at her outfit. She was wearing a black tank-top that was just the slightest bit too short and a mini skirt that showed off the bit of her legs that weren't covered by her black combat boots.

"Something wrong Ginny?" She asked, looking back up at her 'best friend. She pulled her robe a little tighter around her. Of course, rule-abiding Granger would be wearing her robe, even on the day they were getting ready to depart for home.

"Well no, it's just, that doesn't seem like it'd be your style Mione." Ginny replied. Shrugging Hermione spoke. "Well, I thought I'd try something different. Now how about breakfast?" She asked. At the word breakfast, Harry and Ron, who had been ogling her, seemed to snap out of their shock. "I'm all for that!" Ron said, rubbing his stomach.

Of course you are you filthy blood-traitor. All you do is eat! Hermione thought to herself as they made their way to the Great Hall. She walked in, looking as though she had no problem with the way she was being looked at, which she didn't to be completely truthful. She smiled at her brother, who was sitting at the Slytherin table, eating with his friends.

At this point, you might be wondering, what brother? Well the answer is simple, for Hermione Jean Granger was just a cover. The true girl behind the mask is named Katterina Narcissa Zabini. She just so happened to be Blaise Zabini's twin sister, younger by twenty-five minutes. She looked back at the Gryffindors, before any of them noticed her looking at their sworn enemy's table.


-Blaise's Point of view-

This morning had been utter hell. My friends were all being as loud as possible, just trying to make noise, and I had been sleeping. "Oi Zabini! Get your sorry arse out of bed and get packing! We're out of here today mate!" One of my best friends, Theodore Nott, said, tearing open the curtains hanging around my bed, and shaking me awake. I reached out, and hit him.

"I'm up! Now back up before I give you a bloody black eye!" I said sitting up. I went through the same morning routine I always do, taking a quick shower, getting dressed, and going with the rest of the guys to breakfast.

We had been eating for maybe five minutes, when the doors opened and the Gryffindors started to swarm in. Shaking my head, I watched, smirking slightly as my little sister entered. Katterina, I can't wait to get out of here, so I can actually talk to my only sister! I thought.

"Hey Zabini, why you eying Granger? You haven't got a crush on the mud-blood have you?" Draco asked, smirking at me. I tried not to growl. I knew she was playing a part, but I hated when people called my sister, the PURE-BLOOD, by such a dirty name.

"Oh lord no Draco! I wouldn't want to compete with you for her affection!" I said with a laugh. He flushed at my comment.

"Not funny Zabini! Besides, you know as well as I the only girl I have my eye on is-" He was cut off by that pug, Pansy Parkinson. "Are you boys talking about me?" She asked sitting down on Draco's lap.

"Not at all Pansy. We wouldn't want to anger that dog the oaf of a giant keeps. We all know how he loves his little pug!" I said, much to the others amusement.

"Drakey!" She whined. "Are you going to let him talk to me like that?" Pansy asked angrily. Drake shrugged.

"He's only speaking the truth Parkinson." He said. With those words she got up, and stormed off, to sit with her 'friends' on the other side of the table. "Nice one Blaise!" He said. "Now what was I saying? Oh yeah! You know I only have my eyes on Katterina! That sister of yours Blaise, she's a fine catch!" He said, and I tried not to laugh.

"If only she'd acknowledge your existence, right mate?" I asked with a smirk. He huffed.

"Did he say sister, Zabini?" Nott asked, and the other guys moved in to hear the answer. I sighed, shooting Draco a dirty look. I remembered the story we had come up with. "That he did. Before you ask, she goes to Beauxbatons. She's only home during the summer, though maybe, if mum agrees this summer, we'll be able to get her to transfer here!" I said smiling. I really hoped mum would let Katterina come out of hiding, and be herself come sixth year, and not Granger! I shot another look over at her table and sighed. It was going to be a long day.


A/N: Thank you for reading! Just a little note, reviews feed my soul! I'll work faster if I know people are enjoying my story, so please, after reading, make sure to review! I know said I would be doing a one shot or two, but I'm going to upload a story I started writing a while ago.

Love Tessa