Hello everyone! This is my first fanfiction ever and I am very excited about it! I have been reading stories on Fanfiction.net for more than two years but never posted anything until out of the blue yesterday I suddenly had the urge to post something so I joined this site. Since I am doing this in of way of critiquing my writing skills I would love it if everyone who reviews my story will be merciless. Even if it is harsh tell me the truth I need to know so I can improve my writing style. I hope you enjoy this first attempt here and thanks for reading my story. Oh I should probably say that I do not own Harry Potter and as for the summary it shall be quite interesting as well as imaginative.

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Now without further ado the weaving of words

Hermione Granger stood in front of her bathroom mirror; a bathroom that she shared with the other Head Girls of the other houses. She was the only one in the bathroom since everyone had already gone down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Looking at her reflection in the mirror she saw that her eyes had lost their usual sparkle. She felt like hiding the way she felt today but just could not bring herself to the task. The time had come for her to reveal herself to all of Hogwarts. It was time for the whole school to know the truth. She lived with this Hell for her whole existence and she had to admit that it was hard to keep it to herself for the past seven years she was at Hogwarts. The only condolence she had was that maybe in a few months she would finally be free from the torture that she was in and now that freedom was so close she didn't care whether appearances were kept up or not. She quickly pulled her now luxurious curls up into a pony tail, straitened her robe and went down to the Great Hall for breakfast.

Hermione took a few deep breaths outside of the entrance to the Great Hall. She could hear the students inside and knew that Harry and Ron were probably wondering where she was. She knew that they were concerned about her because as of late she had been avoiding them. She looked around the halls one last time and step inside the Great Hall. She spotted Harry and Ron sitting in their usual seats talking amongst themselves. As she walked over to them she felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. Hermione immediately turned her head to the left and met the eyes of Draco Malfoy. He was giving her his patented evil glare that always seemed to set her on guard. It seemed since Draco became Head Boy he was giving her more grief; his hatred of her seem to be getting worse and worse and it was almost getting to the point where she was scared of him. This only made her drive to get help even stronger. She quickly averted her eyes from his and sat down next to Ron.

"Hello Guys.", Hermione said as she sat down. "What's going on?" She started eating the eggs and bacon that appeared before her.

"Hey Hermione.", Ron replied looking at her askance. "We haven't seen you around lately. Did you finish this year's homework yet?"

"Of course not, I have been really busy, you know with Head Girl work and school work. I just wanted to get myself ahead.", Hermione felt bad for lying to them about why she was avoiding them but it could not be helped. She kept her secret for her whole existence she could at least keep it for a few more hours.

"What Ron means to say Hermione", Harry said giving Ron a look. "What he is trying to say is that we have missed you, is all."

"I know guys. I missed you too. But things have been really crazy." Not knowing what else to say Hermione changed the subject. "So what have you guys been up to?"

"Oh the usual.", Ron replied while eating a piece of bacon. "Quidditch, Quidditch, Quidditch."

"Working that hard huh?" Hermione asked as she sipped her orange juice.

"Yeah gotta keep in shape for the Slytherins.", Harry said. "Are you ready to go to Defense Against The Dark Arts?"

"Yes let's go.", Hermione drained the last of her orange juice as she gathered her stuff and got up. She needed all the energy she could get to get through the day.

"Ron let's go or we will be late.", Hermione yelled over her shoulder as her and Harry started walking away.

"Alright, alright I'm coming.", Ron yelled while grabbing a few more pieces of bacon off of the table. As he caught up to them in the hall he crossly said, "You guys could have waited for me you know."

"But then we would all be late wouldn't we.", Hermione replied smugly.

"Whatever."

"Guys don't start.", Harry sighed. "Class is about to start."

They quickly took their seats while the rest of the class filed in and turned their attention to the front of the classroom as the Defense Against The Dark Arts new Professor, Professor Finell began class. She was their seventh new Defense Against The Dark Arts Professor.

The first half of the day went by really slow for Hermione. She tried listening to her Professors but found herself drifting away in thought. She was thinking about how her friends would react when they found out the truth. She hoped they would understand because she was going to need their help more than ever. She decided to go to the library for lunch telling Harry and Ron that she wanted to look up something. She went to her secluded section of the library and slumped down in her favorite seat. She had about thirty minutes to herself and decided that she would use it to rest her eyes for a bit. Twenty-five minutes later she jolted awake from the same nightmare that had been plaguing her almost every night that she could remember. She smoothed down her hair and looked at her watch.

"Oh my God!", Hermione exclaimed. "It's five minutes to two. I am going to be late to Potions. God! That is just what I need." Hermione rushed to get her stuff and hurried out of the library. She ran through the halls knowing from the emptiness of them she was already too late. She skidded to a halt in front of the Potions classroom and slowly opened the door and walked inside.

"Miss Granger how nice of you to take time off of your busy schedule and join my class.", Snape sneered. "What pray tell is your reason for coming late to my class?"

"Professor I was in the library researching for a project and I lost track of the time.", Hermione looked around the classroom to see Draco and the Slytherins snickering. Harry and Ron were looking at her with concern.

"I suggest from now on Miss Granger that you do not come late to my class again. Ten points from Gryffindor, have a seat. Now before we were rudely interrupted we were talking about…", As Professor Snape continued his lesson Hermione quickly slid in her seat next to Harry.

"Tough luck Hermione.", Harry whispered.

"Alright get with partners.", Snape ordered.

Hermione let out a long sigh. Her partner would be none other than Draco Malfoy. At first she thought she could handle it or him rather, but that idea quickly changed within the first five minutes of them becoming partners. No matter what she did it was never the right thing with him. Any little thing set him off and when he was set off Snape always blamed her. She gathered her stuff and moved over to his desk.

"Well shall we get started?", Draco sneered at her.

Hermione avoided his eyes and began gathering the various items they would need.

"According to the Potions book I believe that the Dragonfly wings go in the cauldron first. Could you do that please Malfoy?", Hermione asked while getting the other items ready.

"You know that you should be the one doing this.", Draco said as he did as he was told. "After all, you probably want to anyway since you are such a know-it-all. I mean you haven't even asked how I think the potion should be done you just start ordering me around. I know you may need to do that with Potter and Weasel but I am perfectly capable of doing this; I am Head Boy after all."

Hermione turned to look at him during his little tirade. It seemed that he was going to try to start something with her again. Why couldn't he just let there be peace? "What do you think we should do then Malfoy?"

"Well, I think we should do what you suggested, but that isn't the point."

Hermione had to calm herself before she replied. "Then what is the point?"

"The point IS you should have asked me what my opinion was.", Draco raised his voice a little.

"Malfoy you are drawing attention.", Hermione said while looking to see if Snape heard. "Fine from now on I will ask you, Alright? Are you happy?"

"Yes for now." Draco said while stirring the ingredients in the cauldron. During their usual routine of arguing Draco continued making the potion while Hermione completely forgot about it.

"You know…" Hermione said while cleaning up their ingredients. "I think you purposely come up with ways to irritate me. No I take that back, I know you are trying to upset me."

"Really Granger! I do not waste my time on a Mudblood like you thinking of ways to irritate you."

There he goes with that sneer again, Hermione thought. It's a wonder his face isn't permanently stuck that way. Professor Snape went around checking everyone's potions. Of course, Hermione and Draco's potion was correct and Neville had done something to upset Professor Snape.

Class was dismissed and Hermione, Harry, and Ron went their separate ways for their other classes. Things were different this year for the trio; they hardly had any classes together. Since, Hermione took most of her classes already. All she really had left to take were a few classes she couldn't just jumped through like potions and Defense Against The Dark Arts and classes that were just filler so you would have so many hours. Hermione was pretty much finished. She sort of regretted doing all her class work in advance because now she had classes that didn't really take much of her time and when that happened it gave her more time to reflect and that was something she didn't really want to do.

Her classes went by in a breeze and before she knew it, it was time for dinner. She went into the Bathroom to brush over her hair and wet her face. She really changed in the past six years, they all had. Harry and Ron had definitely grown into two of the most handsome men at Hogwarts. The girls were practicely in love with the two of them but they didn't even seem to notice, with their love for Quidditch. Hermione of course couldn't say much about them since she really didn't pay much attention to the opposite sex either.

She knew that the boys liked her but she just didn't have time for that with the problem she had. She tried for some normalcy with Victor Krum and Harry but it just didn't work. She couldn't forget who she was and who had her heart. She supposed she was quite pretty from what she overheard from some of the boys in the halls of Hogwarts she was very beautiful. Her hair was no longer bushy as she knew it wouldn't be and her teeth were of course smaller because of that spell. She however knew that the spell would not have made a difference with her teeth, they would have grown into their present form anyway. It was just a matter of time and the spell just sped that process along.

Malfoy was even quite handsome. The only reason why girls didn't fall too much over him was because one he didn't let them and because they feared him. Even the Syltherin girls feared Draco Malfoy.

Hermione decided to let her hair down and headed down to the Great Hall. Once there she found Harry and Ron and sat down.

"Hey Hermione.", The boys said in unison.

"Hello guys.", She didn't have to say much else to them, which she was glad for, because they were in another discussion of Quidditch. She began looking to see if the whole school was in the cafeteria and once they were she nervously rubbed her hands together. After Headmaster Dumbledore made his speech it would be time for her to tell the school who she really was.

Hermione watched as everyone settled down in their seats and Dumbledore rose to make a quick announcement about an upcoming event. After he sat down and the food appeared on the tables. Hermione avoiding the gazes of her friends rose from her seat.

"Hermione where are you going?", Harry asked concern etched on his face.

Hermione ignored him and stepped from the table. She looked toward the doors and they slammed shut. Several students jumped in shock and looked around in bewilderment. It grew silent immediately when they noticed that Hermione was the only one standing her hair blowing from a wind that had no source. Her hair stopped blowing and she started moving toward the front of the room.

"Miss Granger! Go back to your seat right now!", Professor Snape yelled rising from his seat.

Hermione quickly whipped her head towards Snape. "Silence! You will be silent!"

Snape was pushed by an unseen force back into his seat and moved his lips but could not seem to produce sound.

The rest of the Great Hall looked at Hermione in fear. "You have nothing to fear of me. Headmaster Dumbledore, I am truly sorry for disrupting your school and disrespecting your professor but it is time."

"Yes, I know and I won't stop you. You must let everyone know the truth."

"Thank you."

Hermione turned and looked out towards the students she met Draco's eyes and he somehow managed his sneer but she could see fear in his eyes. She then met Harry and Ron's eyes and saw a mixture of confusion and fear in their eyes. Hermione closed her eyes breaking their gaze. She knew that this would happen and it was part of why she didn't want to do this, but it was too late and had to be finished.

"As you can probably tell", Hermione said as she opened her eyes. "I am more than who I told you I am. I am Hermione that much is true but I am also a tormented soul under a curse that can only be broken by one person. A person that I have known for almost seven years, and is very close to me, the boy who lived is the only one that can free me from this curse. Some of you are probably wondering why I am holding you here. Well, I need you here so you can understand the circumstances of which I was placed under this curse."

Hermione cleared her throat and tried to calm herself. "The only way I can possibly get you to understand what happened is to show you." At this Hermione's hair began to blow furiously and a see-through like vision appeared. They could see a castle like house on the screen in the distance." What makes my situation different is that I grew up with Tom Riddle and knew him well. What makes my situation tragic is I was cursed by the same man, Voldemort."

Well, that is all for now folks. I was serious about criticism, give me what you got. I will try to come out with another chapter soon.