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Title: Don't Judge A Witch by Her Looks
Summary: Hermione wasn't always a goody, goody, a bookworm always yes, but goody, goody, I think not. A friend from Hermione's past, muggle days comes to Hogwarts and reveals more then she ever wanted people to know to almost everyone. Things with Harry, Ron, and even Malfoy change just a bit after news spreads. Please Review!!
AN: This is the gangs' 6th year and as a prefect Hermione has her own room, as does Harry the other house prefect. The trio defeated Voldemort in 5th year. So, for Ron's pleasure (not that way), they're all pretty famous and known because they defeated him, again. Draco's mom died in the way and his father is missing. Harry's living with Sirius. Mister Weasley, Authur, was appointed Minister since Fudge died. Got any questions?? And yes I'm an American...and I do think we've got big ego's...but I do love my country...and I'm not trying to offend anyone here...Just email me, or review...sorry about any typos..those things kill me I swear, well not really...but I do cuss...quite a lot too...hmm...anyways enjoy the fic and please review..
Chapter One: Arrival
Hermione walked out of the library and felt a sharp pain on the base of her back neck. She shifted her books to own arm and rubbed the sore spot as she walked down the dark hall. It was defiantly past curfew but as a 6th year prefect she had all the rights she needed to be out and about. She looked down as she walked not ever seeing the boy she ran into until she was flat on her back.
She took the hand that was offered. Once she was standing she looked directly at the boy and gasped. Wavy dark brown hair that stopped at the shoulders and framed the cutest face she'd ever seen with the biggest and darkest blue eyes she'd even known. Ryan! It had to be him, she knew no one else anywhere that looked like him. He was taller then the last time she'd seen him, still the broad shoulders and adorable pouty pink lips and biggest muscles she'd seen on a boy his age. Still the hottest muggle boy she'd ever seen. Ryan, Harry or Malfoy was where the hottest boy in the world was. Wait if he was so muggle what was he doing in Hogwarts? He best friend lived in downtown London and only knew about magic threw her.
"Yo!" His voice was deep and sexy as ever, and very calm.
"Hey!"
He pulled her into a bone-crushing hug and kissed her lightly on the mouth. He didn't used to kiss her lightly, but that's when they were together that he didn't. "Missed you bunches," he mumbled the words in her ear softly. She wanted to giggle at his accent; at least it was an accent to her, an American accent too. It was just so cute.
Hermione pulled back and smiled. "I missed you to."
Ryan just smiled at her like she was the greatest person in the world.
Hermione blushed under his gaze and then a thought occurred to her. "What are you doing here?"
Ryan sighed and looked around then back at her. "Let's just say you aren't the only one who knew about magic and kept secrets from the gang."
Hermione's eyes widened and she slapped Ryan on the arm, hard.
"Ouch!" Ryan rubbed the spot on his arm and pouted at her.
"Don't you dare give me that look, or cute pouty lips, Ry. It's not going to work this time. I trusted you and told you everything about me. What do you do in return? YOU KEEP SECREATS FROM ME." Hermione glared. "How could you?"
"I was scared and didn't know what you'd think."
"YOU KNEW I WAS A WITCH. What the bloody hell did you think I'd think? I'm a witch and you knew it. Yet you still didn't tell me you were a wizard. That's really smart of you Ry, really."
"I'm sorry."
"No!"
"I'm really sorry."
"Don't say that. You're not aloud to say that."
"Sorry for that too." Ryan pouted and gave her his best puppy dog eyes.
Hermione glared at him. It just wasn't fair; she could never stay made at him for that long. Damn him; damn him to hell and back. "FINE!"
Ryan raised an eyebrow.
"I forgive you." Hermione huffed.
A huge grin formed on Ryan's face and her crushed Hermione once again in a hug. She couldn't help but hug back; very glad he was here. He also kissed her lightly again but this time after he pulled back and kissed her again. This kiss was full of passion, like the kisses they'd shared when they were together.
"There you are!" A cruel voice said and Ryan and Hermione jumped apart.
They both looked to see Draco Malfoy coming towards them. Hermione glared while Ryan just gave Draco the look over.
"Snogging the new boy already, Granger." Draco smirked looking directly at Hermione not even glancing at Ryan.
Hermione blushed and looked down.
"Slut," Draco mumbled and thinking no one would hear.
Hermione looked up quickly and glared. She was about to open her mouth to defend herself but Ryan beat her to it.
"You stupid punk assed bitch." Ryan was quick and Draco didn't even have time to blink before the American broke his nose and shoved him against the wall. "Don't ever call her that again." Ryan's voice was low and fierce.
Draco didn't look that scared but he wasn't as calm and collected as usual. His smirk was far from his lips.
"Got me, blondie?" Ryan glared.
"I get. Get that you better get away from me if you wanna see tomorrow, you git." Draco shoved Ryan away and the two sixteen year olds glared at each other, speech less.
"What did you want, Malfoy?" The two slowly turned and looked at Hermione.
"Dumbledore wants you to bring, new boy here, to his office to get him sorted." Draco glared at Ryan. "By the way, what's your name?"
"Ryan."
"Real original." Draoc muttered glancing at Ryan then returning his gaze to Hermione. He smirked looking up and down. "Been working out, Granger."
Hermione rolled her eyes. You'd think loosing a parent to death and have the other missing for months on end would change a person. But, oh no, Draco Malfoy was still a slimy git. A cute and muscular get, but still a git. Hermione mentally slapped her self for even thinking one good thing about the Slytherin Prince. "Is that all, Malfoy?"
"No, I'm spose to come with you two. Just in case Ry here get's sorted into Slytherin. I think that's hardly possible though."
"You'd be surprised."
Draco glanced at Hermione. What did she know about him?, he was new.
"He can be quite the cruel one and if Slytherin really is about ambition then Ry's already in. I don't think there's any thing he doesn't ever want to win at."
Ryan smirked at his best friend since childhood, how well she knew him. He really truly loved it. "It comes from being an American, I think."
Draco shook his head; he never liked the Americans. They considered themselves rebels because of what they did to Britain and had way to be of egos because of it. Draco knew he was all that, this one just thought he was. "Well USA boy, get your arse moving. I don't have all night, un-like Granger here who has no life."
Ryan growled, he didn't like this boy. "Hermione is her name. And actually little blondie she's got a life, un-like you who just thinks he's got a life."
Draco glared. "Think what ever you like." He turned back to Granger, damn had she grown over the summer. If she wasn't a mudblood he might like giving her a good long fuck. He dismissed the thought once he realized he thought it. "Let's go!"
Hermione rolled her eyes and turned towards Dumbledore's office and knew the boys would follow her.
"Never got your name oh blonde one." Ryan said as he and the blonde followed Hermione to this Dumbledore's office.
"You never asked, so I didn't give it." Draco didn't even look at Ryan.
"Well I'm asking now." Ryan said.
Draco said nothing.
"Well?"
"Well what? You didn't ask."
Ryan glared; this boy was getting annoying fast. Plus he called Mione a slut; he really needed to get his ass kicked. "What's your name?"
Draco smirked. "Draco Malfoy."
"Real original." Ryan rolled his eyes.
"Thank you, it's not a family name."
Ryan rolled his eyes. Hermione gave the password and they all went up to Dumbledore's office in silence.
"Ah! You must be Ryan Scratch." The old man who strangely resembled Santa Claus who must be Dumbledore said. His blue eyes glittering.
"Yep, sir, that's me. It's nice to meet you." He stuck his hand out.
"Such manners!" Dumbledore smiled and shook his hand. "You'll be an excellent addition to are already standing out year." He picked up an old black witch looking hat. "Please just slip this on."
Ryan hesitated put did as told. He saw Draco and Hermione out of the corner of his eyes. They both had very curious looks on their faces.
"SLYTHERIN!" The hat scream loud and proud before the hat was on a minute of Ryan's head.
Dumbledore slowly took the hat off of Ryan. "Well Mister Scratch that settles it. If you'll please follow Mister Malfoy to your house. You'll find all of you're things already there and he or another prefect will show you around."
"Is Hermione in that house?" Ryan didn't like leaving Hermione when she left for this school and now that he was here he really didn't want to leave her side. She was his best friend, had been since he was five and moved to London. She was his smart but cruel at times princess. At least she used to be all his. Now in her letters all she talked about was some Harry and Ron, and school of course, but that's just Mione being Mione.
"No I'm not." Hermione said. "But Gryffindor, my house and Slytherin have a lot of classes together. I'll see you then." She smiled at him.
"Now that that's settled I'd very much like to get some rest this evening." Dumbledore smiled.
"We're going Headmaster." Draco said and left the office Hermione and Ryan followed. The three walked once again in silence until Hermione turned and Draco didn't.
"Bye, Mione!" Ryan called as she walked away.
Hermione turned and smiled and waved to him before turning yet another corner and disappeared.
"How do you know, Granger?" Draco asked as the two walked the halls.
"Old friends."
"She's a mud-"
Ryan glared."
"Muggle born though." Draco finished.
"So?"
"So that would also make you muggle born. Since you're old friends, so how'd you get into Slytherin? Slytherin doesn't let muggle born's in."
"Unfortunately for you're house she's a muggle born. From what she's told me this ain't that smart of a house, well she said you were behind her in all the classes, second best to her."
Draco sneered.
"My mom's a witch and my dad's a muggle. My mom didn't go to Hogwarts or any other European school, she's very American and then she meet my dad after she'd finished magic school and told him the truth, my oddly expected it for a muggle. Since he was from London we moved here when I was five. I got a letter from Hogwarts and the place my mom went to and since my mom had never heard of Hogwarts she didn't want to send me here but since I've been suspended from my old school she sent me here. That enough for ya."
"Yeah!" Draco led Ryan up to 6th year boys' dormitories. Crabbe and Goyle we're already asleep and Draco didn't bother to wake them. "You've seen how to get in, don't tell anyone and the password. I'll explain classes tomorrow. Night!" Draco changed and got into bed.
Ryan saw his new bed and things and did the same. The lights went out, it was complete darkness. "Draco?"
"What now?"
"Why you hate my girl?"
"You're girl?"
"Mione!" Ryan felt old feelings for the curly brunette rising. Then again even before they started dating he's called her his girl when she wasn't and sometimes was around.
"Oh, Granger." Draco frowned when he heard this. He didn't know why but for some reason Ryan calling Granger his girl had struck something, something deep but it was still something. Draco wasn't sure it was hatred or jealousy but he knew it was something.
"Yeah, why you hate her?"
"She hates me."
"Who stared it?"
"It just happened."
"You started it." Ryan smirked to himself.
"Why the bloody hell do you ask so many damn questions?"
"Just do."
"Well ask them to your precious mudblood and leave me alone." Draco rolled his eyes and heard something. The next thing he felt was sharp cold steel against his neck.
"Never call her that. You just don't seem to learn, do you? You can't treat people, especially her like that. Maybe I should cut out your throat; I'm pretty good at those things and see if you can insult her then. You leave her alone or I will kick your sorry ass."
Draco swallowed. He really needed to keep his wand closer. He thought since Voldemort was gone it'd be safer in this house but he could tell now that this new student wasn't going to be easily to avoid. He used magic and muggle threats.
"Is this all clear, goldie locks."
"Crystal asswhipe."
Ryan could feel Draco's glare in the dark, he smirked at it. "Good!" He wanted a few good long seconds before pulled his blade from the blonde's neck and returned to his bed.
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Hermione took one long look at the moon before moving to her bed. She didn't know what was worrying her but she knew something was going to happen. She just didn't know what. Her spider sense was tingling all night then suddenly it stopped and now it was back. She wanted to know what was going on.
She wanted to know why Ryan was here and what was going to happen with him. She really hoped he was all right in the Slytherin house. She shivered remembering that the Sorting hat wanted so badly to put here in there, but of course her parentage had forbid it. It kept saying she would fit in perfectly if not for her heritage. Plus she's add some brains to the house. Hermione smiled and was glad she was in Gryffindor.
The back of her neck tingled and she put her hand there. Ryan was up to something or one of the old gang was. That had to be it. Off and on since she'd gone to Hogwarts the base of her back neck always tingled. A few days later she'd receive something telling her one of the gang had done something or gotten into trouble. Her tattoo was on the spot that always tingled. The dragon was in her neck, well the Chinese symbol for the dragon at least. It was the gangs' year. They'd all been born in the year of the dragon's so that's what they called themselves, since they were seven and when they were all ten or eleven they got matching tattoos on the same spot of the back and base of there necks. They were united.
The gang was the only thing that made Hermione hesitant about going to Hogwarts. Once she arrived she realized this was a new beginning for her. She could be one of those girls everyone wanted to be. After a while she gave that dream up and decided she just didn't want to get into any trouble here. She'd be a good girl, not that girl more then half the school was afraid of.
Hermione sighed and realized she'd been living two lives for the past few years. Now they've collided. Her muggle world, she loved it. And her magic world, which she also loved. Ryan, who knew much more then Harry or Ron was here at Hogwarts, the one place where that knew nothing of her street life. It's not that she was ashamed of her street life. She loved it but she was afraid of what people here would think if they found she, oh, set a priest on fire. She'd done things worse then that a lot at home, downtown London.
The yawn came out of no where but made Hermione realize it was late and even though it was Friday she should still get to bed. She didn't want the school meeting Ryan without her in the morning.
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Well, what did you think?? Good or bad? Either way, please review. Next chappy is going to be more the school gets a dose of majorly pissed of Hermione...sorry if there were any typos, they always get me....please review...
Title: Don't Judge A Witch by Her Looks
Summary: Hermione wasn't always a goody, goody, a bookworm always yes, but goody, goody, I think not. A friend from Hermione's past, muggle days comes to Hogwarts and reveals more then she ever wanted people to know to almost everyone. Things with Harry, Ron, and even Malfoy change just a bit after news spreads. Please Review!!
AN: This is the gangs' 6th year and as a prefect Hermione has her own room, as does Harry the other house prefect. The trio defeated Voldemort in 5th year. So, for Ron's pleasure (not that way), they're all pretty famous and known because they defeated him, again. Draco's mom died in the way and his father is missing. Harry's living with Sirius. Mister Weasley, Authur, was appointed Minister since Fudge died. Got any questions?? And yes I'm an American...and I do think we've got big ego's...but I do love my country...and I'm not trying to offend anyone here...Just email me, or review...sorry about any typos..those things kill me I swear, well not really...but I do cuss...quite a lot too...hmm...anyways enjoy the fic and please review..
Chapter One: Arrival
Hermione walked out of the library and felt a sharp pain on the base of her back neck. She shifted her books to own arm and rubbed the sore spot as she walked down the dark hall. It was defiantly past curfew but as a 6th year prefect she had all the rights she needed to be out and about. She looked down as she walked not ever seeing the boy she ran into until she was flat on her back.
She took the hand that was offered. Once she was standing she looked directly at the boy and gasped. Wavy dark brown hair that stopped at the shoulders and framed the cutest face she'd ever seen with the biggest and darkest blue eyes she'd even known. Ryan! It had to be him, she knew no one else anywhere that looked like him. He was taller then the last time she'd seen him, still the broad shoulders and adorable pouty pink lips and biggest muscles she'd seen on a boy his age. Still the hottest muggle boy she'd ever seen. Ryan, Harry or Malfoy was where the hottest boy in the world was. Wait if he was so muggle what was he doing in Hogwarts? He best friend lived in downtown London and only knew about magic threw her.
"Yo!" His voice was deep and sexy as ever, and very calm.
"Hey!"
He pulled her into a bone-crushing hug and kissed her lightly on the mouth. He didn't used to kiss her lightly, but that's when they were together that he didn't. "Missed you bunches," he mumbled the words in her ear softly. She wanted to giggle at his accent; at least it was an accent to her, an American accent too. It was just so cute.
Hermione pulled back and smiled. "I missed you to."
Ryan just smiled at her like she was the greatest person in the world.
Hermione blushed under his gaze and then a thought occurred to her. "What are you doing here?"
Ryan sighed and looked around then back at her. "Let's just say you aren't the only one who knew about magic and kept secrets from the gang."
Hermione's eyes widened and she slapped Ryan on the arm, hard.
"Ouch!" Ryan rubbed the spot on his arm and pouted at her.
"Don't you dare give me that look, or cute pouty lips, Ry. It's not going to work this time. I trusted you and told you everything about me. What do you do in return? YOU KEEP SECREATS FROM ME." Hermione glared. "How could you?"
"I was scared and didn't know what you'd think."
"YOU KNEW I WAS A WITCH. What the bloody hell did you think I'd think? I'm a witch and you knew it. Yet you still didn't tell me you were a wizard. That's really smart of you Ry, really."
"I'm sorry."
"No!"
"I'm really sorry."
"Don't say that. You're not aloud to say that."
"Sorry for that too." Ryan pouted and gave her his best puppy dog eyes.
Hermione glared at him. It just wasn't fair; she could never stay made at him for that long. Damn him; damn him to hell and back. "FINE!"
Ryan raised an eyebrow.
"I forgive you." Hermione huffed.
A huge grin formed on Ryan's face and her crushed Hermione once again in a hug. She couldn't help but hug back; very glad he was here. He also kissed her lightly again but this time after he pulled back and kissed her again. This kiss was full of passion, like the kisses they'd shared when they were together.
"There you are!" A cruel voice said and Ryan and Hermione jumped apart.
They both looked to see Draco Malfoy coming towards them. Hermione glared while Ryan just gave Draco the look over.
"Snogging the new boy already, Granger." Draco smirked looking directly at Hermione not even glancing at Ryan.
Hermione blushed and looked down.
"Slut," Draco mumbled and thinking no one would hear.
Hermione looked up quickly and glared. She was about to open her mouth to defend herself but Ryan beat her to it.
"You stupid punk assed bitch." Ryan was quick and Draco didn't even have time to blink before the American broke his nose and shoved him against the wall. "Don't ever call her that again." Ryan's voice was low and fierce.
Draco didn't look that scared but he wasn't as calm and collected as usual. His smirk was far from his lips.
"Got me, blondie?" Ryan glared.
"I get. Get that you better get away from me if you wanna see tomorrow, you git." Draco shoved Ryan away and the two sixteen year olds glared at each other, speech less.
"What did you want, Malfoy?" The two slowly turned and looked at Hermione.
"Dumbledore wants you to bring, new boy here, to his office to get him sorted." Draco glared at Ryan. "By the way, what's your name?"
"Ryan."
"Real original." Draoc muttered glancing at Ryan then returning his gaze to Hermione. He smirked looking up and down. "Been working out, Granger."
Hermione rolled her eyes. You'd think loosing a parent to death and have the other missing for months on end would change a person. But, oh no, Draco Malfoy was still a slimy git. A cute and muscular get, but still a git. Hermione mentally slapped her self for even thinking one good thing about the Slytherin Prince. "Is that all, Malfoy?"
"No, I'm spose to come with you two. Just in case Ry here get's sorted into Slytherin. I think that's hardly possible though."
"You'd be surprised."
Draco glanced at Hermione. What did she know about him?, he was new.
"He can be quite the cruel one and if Slytherin really is about ambition then Ry's already in. I don't think there's any thing he doesn't ever want to win at."
Ryan smirked at his best friend since childhood, how well she knew him. He really truly loved it. "It comes from being an American, I think."
Draco shook his head; he never liked the Americans. They considered themselves rebels because of what they did to Britain and had way to be of egos because of it. Draco knew he was all that, this one just thought he was. "Well USA boy, get your arse moving. I don't have all night, un-like Granger here who has no life."
Ryan growled, he didn't like this boy. "Hermione is her name. And actually little blondie she's got a life, un-like you who just thinks he's got a life."
Draco glared. "Think what ever you like." He turned back to Granger, damn had she grown over the summer. If she wasn't a mudblood he might like giving her a good long fuck. He dismissed the thought once he realized he thought it. "Let's go!"
Hermione rolled her eyes and turned towards Dumbledore's office and knew the boys would follow her.
"Never got your name oh blonde one." Ryan said as he and the blonde followed Hermione to this Dumbledore's office.
"You never asked, so I didn't give it." Draco didn't even look at Ryan.
"Well I'm asking now." Ryan said.
Draco said nothing.
"Well?"
"Well what? You didn't ask."
Ryan glared; this boy was getting annoying fast. Plus he called Mione a slut; he really needed to get his ass kicked. "What's your name?"
Draco smirked. "Draco Malfoy."
"Real original." Ryan rolled his eyes.
"Thank you, it's not a family name."
Ryan rolled his eyes. Hermione gave the password and they all went up to Dumbledore's office in silence.
"Ah! You must be Ryan Scratch." The old man who strangely resembled Santa Claus who must be Dumbledore said. His blue eyes glittering.
"Yep, sir, that's me. It's nice to meet you." He stuck his hand out.
"Such manners!" Dumbledore smiled and shook his hand. "You'll be an excellent addition to are already standing out year." He picked up an old black witch looking hat. "Please just slip this on."
Ryan hesitated put did as told. He saw Draco and Hermione out of the corner of his eyes. They both had very curious looks on their faces.
"SLYTHERIN!" The hat scream loud and proud before the hat was on a minute of Ryan's head.
Dumbledore slowly took the hat off of Ryan. "Well Mister Scratch that settles it. If you'll please follow Mister Malfoy to your house. You'll find all of you're things already there and he or another prefect will show you around."
"Is Hermione in that house?" Ryan didn't like leaving Hermione when she left for this school and now that he was here he really didn't want to leave her side. She was his best friend, had been since he was five and moved to London. She was his smart but cruel at times princess. At least she used to be all his. Now in her letters all she talked about was some Harry and Ron, and school of course, but that's just Mione being Mione.
"No I'm not." Hermione said. "But Gryffindor, my house and Slytherin have a lot of classes together. I'll see you then." She smiled at him.
"Now that that's settled I'd very much like to get some rest this evening." Dumbledore smiled.
"We're going Headmaster." Draco said and left the office Hermione and Ryan followed. The three walked once again in silence until Hermione turned and Draco didn't.
"Bye, Mione!" Ryan called as she walked away.
Hermione turned and smiled and waved to him before turning yet another corner and disappeared.
"How do you know, Granger?" Draco asked as the two walked the halls.
"Old friends."
"She's a mud-"
Ryan glared."
"Muggle born though." Draco finished.
"So?"
"So that would also make you muggle born. Since you're old friends, so how'd you get into Slytherin? Slytherin doesn't let muggle born's in."
"Unfortunately for you're house she's a muggle born. From what she's told me this ain't that smart of a house, well she said you were behind her in all the classes, second best to her."
Draco sneered.
"My mom's a witch and my dad's a muggle. My mom didn't go to Hogwarts or any other European school, she's very American and then she meet my dad after she'd finished magic school and told him the truth, my oddly expected it for a muggle. Since he was from London we moved here when I was five. I got a letter from Hogwarts and the place my mom went to and since my mom had never heard of Hogwarts she didn't want to send me here but since I've been suspended from my old school she sent me here. That enough for ya."
"Yeah!" Draco led Ryan up to 6th year boys' dormitories. Crabbe and Goyle we're already asleep and Draco didn't bother to wake them. "You've seen how to get in, don't tell anyone and the password. I'll explain classes tomorrow. Night!" Draco changed and got into bed.
Ryan saw his new bed and things and did the same. The lights went out, it was complete darkness. "Draco?"
"What now?"
"Why you hate my girl?"
"You're girl?"
"Mione!" Ryan felt old feelings for the curly brunette rising. Then again even before they started dating he's called her his girl when she wasn't and sometimes was around.
"Oh, Granger." Draco frowned when he heard this. He didn't know why but for some reason Ryan calling Granger his girl had struck something, something deep but it was still something. Draco wasn't sure it was hatred or jealousy but he knew it was something.
"Yeah, why you hate her?"
"She hates me."
"Who stared it?"
"It just happened."
"You started it." Ryan smirked to himself.
"Why the bloody hell do you ask so many damn questions?"
"Just do."
"Well ask them to your precious mudblood and leave me alone." Draco rolled his eyes and heard something. The next thing he felt was sharp cold steel against his neck.
"Never call her that. You just don't seem to learn, do you? You can't treat people, especially her like that. Maybe I should cut out your throat; I'm pretty good at those things and see if you can insult her then. You leave her alone or I will kick your sorry ass."
Draco swallowed. He really needed to keep his wand closer. He thought since Voldemort was gone it'd be safer in this house but he could tell now that this new student wasn't going to be easily to avoid. He used magic and muggle threats.
"Is this all clear, goldie locks."
"Crystal asswhipe."
Ryan could feel Draco's glare in the dark, he smirked at it. "Good!" He wanted a few good long seconds before pulled his blade from the blonde's neck and returned to his bed.
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Hermione took one long look at the moon before moving to her bed. She didn't know what was worrying her but she knew something was going to happen. She just didn't know what. Her spider sense was tingling all night then suddenly it stopped and now it was back. She wanted to know what was going on.
She wanted to know why Ryan was here and what was going to happen with him. She really hoped he was all right in the Slytherin house. She shivered remembering that the Sorting hat wanted so badly to put here in there, but of course her parentage had forbid it. It kept saying she would fit in perfectly if not for her heritage. Plus she's add some brains to the house. Hermione smiled and was glad she was in Gryffindor.
The back of her neck tingled and she put her hand there. Ryan was up to something or one of the old gang was. That had to be it. Off and on since she'd gone to Hogwarts the base of her back neck always tingled. A few days later she'd receive something telling her one of the gang had done something or gotten into trouble. Her tattoo was on the spot that always tingled. The dragon was in her neck, well the Chinese symbol for the dragon at least. It was the gangs' year. They'd all been born in the year of the dragon's so that's what they called themselves, since they were seven and when they were all ten or eleven they got matching tattoos on the same spot of the back and base of there necks. They were united.
The gang was the only thing that made Hermione hesitant about going to Hogwarts. Once she arrived she realized this was a new beginning for her. She could be one of those girls everyone wanted to be. After a while she gave that dream up and decided she just didn't want to get into any trouble here. She'd be a good girl, not that girl more then half the school was afraid of.
Hermione sighed and realized she'd been living two lives for the past few years. Now they've collided. Her muggle world, she loved it. And her magic world, which she also loved. Ryan, who knew much more then Harry or Ron was here at Hogwarts, the one place where that knew nothing of her street life. It's not that she was ashamed of her street life. She loved it but she was afraid of what people here would think if they found she, oh, set a priest on fire. She'd done things worse then that a lot at home, downtown London.
The yawn came out of no where but made Hermione realize it was late and even though it was Friday she should still get to bed. She didn't want the school meeting Ryan without her in the morning.
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Well, what did you think?? Good or bad? Either way, please review. Next chappy is going to be more the school gets a dose of majorly pissed of Hermione...sorry if there were any typos, they always get me....please review...
