So, sorry for the shortness of the first chapter, but it's really being treated as a prologue. So here's the official Chapter One!


Synergy smiled in obvious delight – that didn't surprise Hermione much, "I believe your mother would be more appreciative if you were to introduce yourself as Harmony, or even Harmony and the Holograms." The hologram teased, referring to the Jem half of her mother who had given her daughter two names upon her birth. Hermione – as her normal name, just as her mother had been Jerrica, and then, in honor of Jem, and that secret life, Hermione had been named Harmony for stage purposes. An easy flow from one name to the other.

Hermione smiled faintly, "It would just be Harmony, I'm afraid . . . I don't have any 'Holograms' like mother did. Present company excluded." The witch teased the hologram that had been invented by her grandfather, a man she never had the chance to meet. "Do you think it's a good idea . . . Synergy? I've hidden behind Hermione Granger for a long time, not just to be someone else here at Hogwarts, but to avoid the muggleborns from connecting me to Jerrica Pacheco. Mother and Father are widely known in the muggle world, and . . . the muggleborns would recognize just how powerful my name is in our world, how much money my family really had."

Synergy smiled, motioning the young witch towards her. The muggleborn quickly stood, walking forward and felt the familiar feeling of Synergy's work flowing over her, before she was waved to the mirror. Hermione stared at her reflection, as her grin slowly grow, recognizing the look from when she was little and had asked what the difference between Hermione and Harmony was. Synergy had worked the same magic then as she had now, and Harmony turned to look towards Synergy, "I think this might just work . . . Thank you, Synergy." She said with warmness, turning her attention back to her reflection, "This should definitely work." Harmony stated happily, before Synergy returned her to Hermione, and her previous school uniform, "I must return to my friends now, Synergy. I'll call upon you when it's time." She stated, watching the hologram smile and disappear.

Hermione left the room then, immediately heading to Mcgonagall's office before heading to the Gryffindor Common Room. She made her way to the entrance of the Headmistress's office, and spoke the password with authority that came from often visiting her favorite professor, "Transfigure." She stated, watching the goblin move to the side and the stairs appear. She headed down stairs quickly, knocking on the door before entering when she was called to, "Hello, Headmistress." She greeted warmly.

Minerva Mcgonagall looked up at the girl in surprise, "Ms. Granger, what a surprise, what can I do for you?" She asked curiously, trying to appear innocent as she peered behind her, obviously looking for the two troublesome boys that kept the Brightest Witch of Her Age company.

Hermione smiled slightly, "It's just me, Headmistress. I . . . would like to join the talent show . . . but, I have an odd request." The young witch started, "As you know, Granger is not my last name, though I understand that many of the wizarding world do not understand my use for a false identity."

With a nod, remembering that day when she met with Hermione's parents, and it was explained to her, she eyed the young girl, "I remember their explanation . . ." She started, a bit confused by the turn this 'entry' to the talent show was taking.

The younger witch managed a half smile, "I'd like to enter the show as Harmony." She touched the bracelet once more, "Showtime, Synergy." She repeated the words her mother often used so many years ago before taking on the rouse of Jem. Instantly, the transformation from Hermione to Harmony happened. "My mother used Jem when she was in show business. I was given my own name upon my birth, as Harmony. Just Harmony." The girl explained, a smile on her face, "I'd like to enter the competition as Harmony, not as Hermione. I think it's time that I start embracing who I am . . . especially here in the wizarding world." Harmony stated.

The Headmistress stood up slowly, looking over her favorite student before walking around the girl in front of her, seeing just how different Harmony could be from Hermione. Down to her hair color and eye color – it was all different, "I think this will definitely be acceptable . . . Harmony . . . upon the agreement that if you were to win, you reveal who you really are . . . so that the students would accuse me of allowing an outsider to win."

Harmony smiled, nodding once in agreement, accepting the terms, "Sounds more than doable, Headmistress. Show's Over, Synergy." She responded, turning back into Hermione with the final three words, "I plan . . . to be singing some of my mother's old songs. Just to honor who she was." She added, "Do you need the names of the songs? Or . . . ?"

The Headmistress smiled, shaking her head, "No . . . I'll keep you identity a secret, Hermione . . . I look forward to seeing how this turns out." She stated with a smile, already secretly planning to spread this competition out further than she'd originally been planning. Hermione was embracing all of who she was – finally. And she was curious to what the girl would do when she found out that even in the wizarding world, Jem and the Holograms – not to mention Jerrica and Rio Pacheco where just as famous.


She watched the student turn to leave, a half smile on her face. Hermione would be in for a surprise when she learned it was her parent's company that dealt with all the superstars of the wizarding world too . . . And she knew a few purebloods who'd be regretting their treatment of the Pacheco heir as well . . . when the truth was revealed. There was a lot of planning to do.

Hermione smiled, a slight skip in her steps as she made her way from the Headmistress's office to the Gryffindor's common room. She couldn't help the feeling of excitement that was quickly taking over. She, Hermione Pacheco was finally about to show the wizarding world just who she was, and not just as a Pacheco, but as Harmony too.

She made her way, along with a smile, before a voice behind her startled her out of her day dream, "Wandering out alone, are you Granger?" She spun around, recognizing the superior-than-you tone, but not the haggered man it belonged to. Draco Malfoy.

The war had clearly taken its toll on the Malfoy Heir who had been forced to do horrid things in the time he was under his father's thumb, "You look . . . . lovely, Malfoy." She commented back, eyes narrow slightly. "And you're wandering out and about . . . just as alone." She added airly, dismissing his comment.

Malfoy's eyes narrowed faintly, "Yes well . . ." His eyes finally relaxed, as he managed a half smile, "Yeah . . . so, all coldness aside . . ." He finally grumbled, a bit awkwardly – as he tended to do since the start of their fragile friendship at the beginning of the year, when she'd forceably defended him from some others that first day back, "What's got you so jolly?" He asked.

She smiled faintly to him, her eyes sparkling in a way that would have made Dumbledore proud (and everyone, present company included, terrified), "I've been talking Mcgonagall about the Talent Show, and possibly entering." She explained.

Malfoy eyed the girl curiously, "Are you?" He asked, "What will you be doing?"

She grinned more firmly, tossing back her curls, "It's a surprise. On both accounts." She responded, before turning and skipping away, "I hope you consider entering too, Malfoy!" She called over her shoulder.


Hermione slipped past the portrait hole, and into the Gryffindor common room, smiling when she was greeted by two weasleys and a potter, "Hey guys." She stated, her mood still elevated from her talk with Mcgonagall and her run in with Malfoy, "Sorry it took me so long. I stopped to speak to Minerva." She stated, using the Headmistress's first name while in company of her friends, "So, did you guys enter the talent show?"

Ron and Ginny both nodded, about to talk about it when Harry cut them off, speaking first, "No, not yet anyway . . . I . . . can't think of a talent, unless surviving against all odds count," The teen stated with a slightly awkward laugh, before adding, "And I'd rather not gain any more fame." All three of the friends nodding in understanding, as the boy-who-lived, turned Savior-Of-The-Wizarding-World was never the sort to like attention.

"What about you, Hermione?" Ginny asked suddenly. "Are you entering? What's your talent? Do you have a talent? Will you show me? Maybe we can practice together!" The seventh year stated with obvious excitement.

Hermione offered her a half smile, "Thanks Ginny – but . . . no thanks. Whether I'm entering or not . . . well, it's a surprise . . . ." She stated with a slight smile, "And that's all I want to have to say about it . . . no questions, okay?" She requested.

Her friends stared at her, both curious and uncertain as they eyed her before slowly nodding, three sets of fingers crossed behind their backs, "Okay, we promise," They all chimed, trying to appear as innocent as possible.

She rolled her eyes at them with a slight huff, "Liars," She retorted, though she smiled, either way, before looking at Ginny, "So, Gin. Do we get to see a preview of what you'll be doing?" She asked, drawing the attention away from her.

Instantly Ginny hopped up with a wide-eyed smile, "Aboslutely!" She stated, waving her wand so some music would appear, before Ginny began to demonstrate her dancing, while Ron was subtly asking for Hermione's help in creating a life-size set of Wizarding Chess.