Title: Twisted Trio.

Author(s): May.

Genre: Drama, Horror, Romance, & Action all packed into one story.

Rating: PG/PG-13 for mild language and crude violence.

Theme: Draco/Hermione, Ron/Hermione, Harry/Ginerva and Harry/Hermione

Summary: Hermione Jane Granger is final in her seventh year and is a Head Girl -- with Draco Malfoy, the Sex God of Hogwarts. Hermione is being pulled in many different directions but doesn't know where to go. Voldemort is now in Harry's head and he is the one killing people. Also Harry is drinking liquer to keep him thinking right as he says. Hermione and Ron try to get away from Harry before they are dead but Harry pushes them further into his life and find out a secret about his life and what has been going on. Also Ginny keeps having awful images run through her head but they come from one man that inturrupted her life before, but her visions are coming true but she doesn't want to tell anybody.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. I only own the fanfic I am writing.

Chapter One

Hermione Jane Granger woke up to hear her little sister rambling about how she never gets to use the bathroom in the morning because everybody steals it from her. Well, now she gets it all to herself because today Hermione is going to Hogwarts for her final year as Head Girl. This is the moment she's all been waiting for but the only problem is that the Head Boy is Draco Malfoy. The bookworm's worst enemy was now going to be with her for who knows how long. This, of course, wasn't the moment she had been waiting for but as long as she was Head Girl she was happier than her mother when her grandmother left the house on a holiday after rearranging their house around the entire week.

In mere seconds the bushy haired bookworm was all dressed in her formal Hogwarts uniform and ready to go, pushing her chest down the stairs which crashed into the front door. Oopsie. 'Mione let her father take her truck to the car as her mother scuttled along to find her new black pumps which were by the front door near her daughter. She bent down to the floor and gave them to her mama just as she was headed out the door to their red beaten up car. With a small sigh she watched as her little eight year old sister came bounding out of the house and flew into the car as quick as possible so Hermione would get the bad seat in the back which was all sticky and gooey but mother mode came in.

"Rachel, let your sister sit on the good seat, she doesn't want her clothes ruined."

"But mommy . . " Rachel, Hermione's sister, wailed out with pleading eyes. Her mom wasn't going to fall for it.

"No, no buts, now let's move allong people!"

Out roared the voice of the middle aged lady. A gesturing hand made everybody go into the car and head off, the Head Girl's sister grumbling something about sitting in the sticky spot. Her sister tried the best of ignoring her by reading a very thick book that she could probably finish by the end of the day without any inturruptions, at all.