I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER! FOR THIS STORY TO MAKE SENSE JUST PRETEND THAT THEY DROPPED OUT SIXTH YEAR AND DEFEATED VOLDERMORT THEN WENT BACK A RETOOK IT AS DID MOST OF THE SIXTH YEAR HOGWARTIANS. THIS STORY'S PROLOUGE IS SET AT THE END OF THEIR SIXTH YEAR! ALSO DUMBLEDORE IS NOT DEAD!
Hermione Granger had many secrets that no one knew, not even her best friends in the wizarding world, Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley. While she was still their friend she would rather that the secrets remain just that, secrets. Over the years she had lied so many times to cover them that she was certain if they came out Harry and Ron would never be able to forgive her. On the last day of school for the year Hermione was just leaving her dorm room to look for Harry and Ron when she heard their voices from downstairs.
She froze when she heard her name being spoken in venomous tones by her supposed "best friends". Hermione crept down the stairs and hid in a dark corner of the room behind a tapestry, listening intently to them talk behind her back.
"Can you believe that we're friends with Granger for four bloody long years?" asked Ron, spitting her surname out like it was poison. "I can't believe we even put up with her. I mean why would Dumbledore order us to be her friends anyway!" He drank all of his Pumpkin Juice in one large gulp. "I don't think I can bear Hermione with us. I don't know where she got those ideas about herself, the bloody bitch. All these years we've been tolerating her and now with that goody-goody image of hers she is bringing us down, I am so tired of her. The only thing she was good for was passing classes and Dumbledore said he would make sure we pass with all O's on our NEWTS"
"All she does is her job; being a Prefect and after that is cram the library into her oversized head. I wonder how we put up with the fucking slut." said Harry. "At least next year we can drop her. I'll make sure she isn't invited to the burrow mate. I know the rest of my family like her. Ginny is her best friend really, Fred and George absolutely adore her like she's their sister, same with Charlie and Bill, Fleur looks at her like she's a younger sister, Percy thinks of her as an intellectual mind so he loves her in his own way and Mum and Dad think of her as a surrogate daughter of sorts. I'm pretty sure my family loves her more than they love me. I wish the bitch would go and be a mudblood with her own dirty family, stop hanging around mine," Ron fumed, curling his hands into fists.
Hermione went rigid, she knew that they never really liked her all that much; she was blamed a lot, ignored and pushed to the side. The only time they paid any real attention to her was when she did their homework and let them copy her notes, but they hated her that much.
To anyone who was watching they would have noticed the change in Hermione Granger that day, it had always been there, since she was little in fact, but the mask was finally taken off and for the first time since she came to Hogwarts Hermione Granger became who she really was. Every summer the mask came off and showed the real her, the one she didn't dare be at Hogwarts. After hearing what they had to say she turned and stormed back to her dorm room, throwing all of her things into her trunk savagely in an attempt to let out her anger.
She decided that if they didn't like the fake Hermione is was time she showed them the real one, except this time she wouldn't be their friend, no she'd be their enemy and they would learn they should never have betrayed her.