Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Harry Potter, sadly. Ah well.

P.s. This is a crazy plot-twist! Brace yourselves...

Chapter 1: Life Sucks, get over it

Hermione wondered how she got to this stage in her life. Here she was, in the middle of almost nowhere, crying. 'You know what? Life sucks.' She had to get over it. Just because, Ron had broken up with her at the end of the year, because she didn't help him with end of the year OWLs, and she got the best grades all Outstanding's, while Ron got all Acceptable's and Poor's. Top it off, Molly, Ginny, and Ron were Using Amortentia on Harry and her! Just so Ron could get the housewife who had zero rights, and get the wide and vast Potter family fortune. After that, she found out that her parents were PUREBLOODS! Purebloods! Just to make sure, Harry and her went to Gringotts. Guess what they found out? Harry and her were cousins. COUSINS! Lily was never related to Petunia, but her and Emmaline's parents were, actually, Pavo and Norma Vela! One of the oldest, and most ancient houses said to die out! Her parents didn't want Hermione, to be targeted, and Voldemort was targeting them. Who would expect a old and ancient family to be a normal, muggle family that lives in Crawley?

There was a bunch of other things she learned, too. When she was born- age 4, she grew up next door to the Malfoys. THE FREAKING MALFOYS! Luckily, she still had Harry. Harry was the best thing that happened to her. He was always there for her. He was the best cousin a girl could have. Even though she liked him before his 'make-over'. He had numerous blocks on him, and after the goblins took them off, he was hot. She wasn't afraid to admit it, because they were cousins, and he had to agree that he liked the new him better, too. Taking the blocks off had him grow to 6", get lots of muscles, and make him not look like a thirteen year-old

Yet, here she was, crying. You would think she would be completely happy. Of course, her family was moved to Vela Manor, which was in the middle of Malfoy Manor and the Burrow, or that Crookshanks died. It was this: Her life was a lie. An entire lie. She wasn't the bushy-haired bookworm! She didn't have buck-teeth. She wasn't Hermione Granger. It was a lie. A big, fat giant lie, just to keep her safe. She didn't have bushy hair- She had long, straight, sleek blonde hair, which she had died some of it black and green. She had greenish blue eyes which could make anyone stop and stare. Her teeth- they looked completely different. Instead of the dull white, buckteeth she had as Hermione Granger, she now had perfect Shining white teeth, but her top canines were pointed, a little vampire-ish, but were still small. Her skin, instead of the healthy tan, was a pale color, resembling snow. Her lips, were full and plump, and a pale pink, like a soft rose color. She had gotten taller and slimmer. Not that the old her was fat, but she had a couple extra pounds from just reading and no exercise. Now, instead of sorta chubby, 5"3 girl, she was a slim, model ready 5"7, and drop dead beautiful. And crying. Crying, wishing to be her old self. She still hadn't been welcomed to the neighborhood by the Weasleys or Malfoys, luckily.

She sniffed a little, and pulled her legs closer to her, when she heard someone coming closer to her. Then she realized it was Harry. She smiled and he put a dry and warm towel around her, and cast some drying charms around the place.

"Since when does a Lord care for a mere teenage girl, Lord Potter?" She asked him playfully, smiling. He was the only thing that gave any kind of happiness. He also, sadly, knew that.

"Why, a mere teenage girl? I don't think my cousin is mere! She is quite fantastic, if I say so myself," The green-eyed lord, A.K.A. Harry Potter, paused and then, turning serious, said "Why so glum, Hermione?"

She cringed, hating the name. The whole Hermione Granger was a Complete lie. Her real name is Iris Brielle Vela. WAY different than Hermione Jean Granger. But, she wanted to forget it all. All the lies. Everything about Hermione Jean Granger. She was gone now. And replacing her:

Iris Brielle Vela.

Coming out of her stupor, Iris, who preferred being called Brielle, sniffed.

"I want to forget it all. Everything. Why couldn't Hermione never exist? Harry, if my parents were never the cowards they are, we could've taken you in! Admit it: Draco Malfoy would be a better friend than Ron! I know how much you love all the Weasley's except those three, so do I, but really. We could have saved Sirius from over a decade in Azkaban! We are super lucky he survived, as it is! We could've both grown up, away from all the bullying and abuse we suffered! Think of it, us playing in the yard, not being starved, or abused, or bullied into tears! I want to forget it all, Harry. But I can't. We have to remember." Brielle said, sniffing.

Harry thought long and hard, and when he said his answer, it was probably the best one she could've recieved.

"Brielle, it's for the best. I'm not being The manipulative old coot Albus, saying it's for the 'Greater good', but it's for the best. We will be able to teach this to the next generation, and hopefully fix our world of this abuse. You don't need to forget, Brielle, you need to move on. Have fun! You never know what we will be in for this upcoming last year at Hogwarts. You're right, Draco probably would be a better friend than Ron, so lets go over to their house, after we clean you up. Then we can introduce the new us. 'Cmon, Brielle, it'll be fun! After we tell them our story, if they accept us, Narcissa and Draco, we can better the families! After that, I have a plan for us, just the two us us." He smirked, with mischief sparkling in his emerald eyes.

Harry helped Brielle dry off a little more and walked her to her door. He kissed her cheek and with a quick "Everything will be fine", he walked into his own room, to get formally ready. Brielle knew he truly cared for her. What cousin would want to practically babysit and emotional girl? Not very many.

Brielle took a short, hot shower to relax her muscles, and her, to be honest. When she stepped out, she grabbed a white fluffy towel (Of course) and headed in front of her mirror, named violet.

"So violet," She asked her mirror," What should I do today? I'm going over to the Malfoy Manor."

Violet, who, even though was an enchanted mirror loved Brielle dearly.

"I was thinking, Some faded ripped jeans, and a cute a tight white shirt that says 'Rawr means BACK OFF in Dinosaur' should do the trick, dear. And with your hair, let's dry it, and put in curls going down your back, like that girl, Cher Lloyd did. Perfect! Now, for your lips... hmm... How about a little chapstick, but then add some deep red lipstick, to show you do have class, if you want to. Cute! Now... Some really light blush... No bronzer... And at last, the eyes. How about...a nice smokey eye! Aha! Puurrrrfect! Off with you dearie! Good luck, I know you can do it!"

With that, Brielle walked out of her bathroom, through her 'lucious room' as her mother called it, and out into the hallway, opening her door at the same time as Harry. Her offered her his arm, which she accepted, and they walked through Vela Manor, out the door, and towards the Malfoy Manor. Strange that only and hour ago, it was pouring down rain, and now was beautifully sunny, with birds chirping. Seemed as though Mother Nature was urging Brielle on.

As thy arrived at the Manor, Harry rang the doorbell, where the door was opened by a house-elf.

"Can we please meet with the residents, Narcissa and Draco Malfoy?" Harry asked the young house-elf.

She nodded."Of course, I will get them, but before, My name is Jewel, and Jewel will lead young miss and mister to the sitting room." Once they got to the rather large room, Jewel bowed, and popped away, to get the residents. They sat down on a Large white love-seat, and waited a few minutes before in came Narcissa and Draco Malfoy. It was now, or never...

Hey everyone! I've started this story, well, redone it and will shortly have a poll up! I wrote this pretty quick, but please don't expect really fast updates, since I'm only on winter break. I will try to update ASAP and please look at my other story, 'Messing with the Fates'! As much as I love Favorites and Follows, I love reviews more. So, you know what to do! And PLEASE NO HATE! It makes me sad...

ALSO, Vela is not meant to be Veela, or that her family is Veela. Whether she is or not will come up later, as I haven't yet decided. Vela, is a bunch of stars in the sky called a constellation. Vela, Norma and Pavo are Constellations!

And no, Brielle is not some crazy Emo, she is just scared, in shock, and sad. MY APOLGIES if you thought that.

P.s. Iris Brielle Vela has no relation to me, I just thought Iris and Brielle were pretty names, and My new Hermione didn't seem like someone who wanted to be called Iris. So I'm using her middle name, Brielle. Her and Harry being Cousins was just the icing on the cake. I couldn't bear Harry being mean and betraying her- He did save her from a mountain troll in first year!

And, LAST THING! As I was looking for pictures that I thought looked new Hermione-ish, I remembered Avril Lavigne. I have a link under the title in bold that says, Iris Brielle Vela before the Link.

I'll try to find a new Harry.

-Kanani