Victoria noticed her stares and glided over to her side."Hey. My parents are acting funny. They don't want anyone to come over anymore even though we do it every year. They have been acting really funny lately."

Hermione couldn't talk. She was stunned not only were his parents alive but Harry's sister looked like Ginny Weasley but without her flame colored hair.

"What's wrong with you? Are you drunk?"

"Augh. Is that the only question you two can ask me?"

"Well of course. I ask you that every time I see you but you wouldn't remember because you are always drunk."

Hermione crossed her arms and turned back to the table to drink another champagne flute. Without turning around, she started talking again. "We can stay here. My… parents," she chocked out, "are leaving after the ball for France. We will have the mansion all to our selves." Hermione secretly wanted to stay here and find out more about herself and this was the perfect opportunity.

Victoria came to her side and leaned against the table. "Are you sure? I know how your parents are and I really don't think they would like this."

"I can handle them. Who says they have to find out? I have an entire wing to myself we will not be bothered."

Victoria leaned her head to the side as she thought about what Hermione said. "Ok."

"Listen you will go home and then you guys can come back after your parents think you are asleep. I will open my flo."

"Ok. Let me tell the boys." She fluttered away to her brother.

Hermione realized she hadn't seen Ron yet and she went on a search for her former crush. When she found him she was happy to see a smile on his face and his red hair. He looked almost exactly the same except his hair was cut really short like he was in the military. She tried hard to restrain herself from running up and kissing him passionately.

"Ron." He turned toward her at the sound of her voice.

"Hermione." He walked up to her and kissed her hand. "I see you are in good health."

"Unfortunately," she sighed and got a far away look on her face.

"I wish you would leave here it makes you so unhappy."

What was he talking about? He didn't know anything about her old life, he must be talking about her parents. Was her life here that bad? Probably, she thought. She was miserable right now she just wanted to cry and scream and kiss everyone she missed.

"You know I can't." She sighed and put her head down.

"Yeah I understand."

Hermione kissed his cheek and got close to his ear. "We are not staying at the Potters. Go home then come back through the flo. We will talk then." She turned around and walked out of the ball. As soon as she stepped out of the second set of doors Tilly appeared and rushed her to her wing.

"Me knows what miss is planning. Everything is ready me just hopes Mistress does not find out and punish miss."

"Let's not worry about that. Thank you Tilly, I will see when I get back from school."

"Bye miss." The little elf disappeared with tears in her eyes.

She went to her room and instead of waiting up for her friends to come she laid on her bed and fell asleep.

She awoke to someone jumping on her bed." What are you doing sleepy head? You have been sleeping since like nine. I have so much to tell you about my summer and we need to go to Diagon Alley and go shopping."

Hermione looked at this gorgeous girl in front of her. She was exactly like Ginny and it made her smile. She understood why they were best friends but felt she wasn't the biggest confidant in her life. She had a feeling Ron knew more about her than anyone in the world. This meant she had to talk to him without revealing anything about her strange ordeal. Maybe he could shed more light on her situation.

"Yes let me get ready I will be out in a second then we can talk all day about boys."

Victoria jumped off the bed and ran out of the room to tell the boys. Hermione rushed to take a shower and get ready. When she walked into the bathroom and noticed a small note on the counter. It was very messy but she knew what it said. They were various glamour spells and make up charms. Tilly must have written this for her knowing she wouldn't remember to put make up on.

She got ready quickly and put on the robes and heals Tilly had placed out for her. She grabbed the purse next to her robes and looked inside. There was a Gringotts key inside and her Hogwarts letter. She went to the door and walked down the hall to find everyone laughing in the ballroom.

"Well I see we are getting along fine. How was your night last night?"

"Well when we discovered you sleeping. We decided to throw a wild party and trash your house," Ron quipped.

"Thanks Ron I am sure my parents would appreciate that." Sensing the mood change at the mention of her parents, she put on a smile. "Well let's get to it." She was every interested in how other people would act around her. Ron went in first and yelled Diagon Alley. Well at least they weren't going to Knockturn alley.

The boys wondered off and Victoria latched herself on Hermione's arm and started gushing about all the boys she had flings with during the summer. They went to Gringotts first where Hermione discovered how much money her family really had.

Ridiculous. Was the only word that came to Hermione's head as the vault opened. The loud roar from the dragon standing next to her jolted her to walk into the vault and grab a hand full of money. Victoria's vault was just the same, with a large black dragon and piles of money.

They made their way out and to Madam Malkin's Robe shop were Hermione ran into the bane of her existence. Malfoy.

He was there with two girls she recognized as being from Slytherin in her other life. She saw them picking up Gryffindor robes now though.

"Damn mudblood," she gasped. She had no idea where that came from but was sure it was her mouth.

Malfoy looked her way with pain in eyes. One of the girls next to him glared at her and went for her wand.

She heard him whisper something at the girl who looked ready to kill. She put her wand away and relaxed a little bit. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a gold badge in in his hand.

"Don't tell me that mudblood loving old bat let you be Head Boy?" Hermione had no idea where this evil voice was coming from inside of her.

"Of course he did," Malfoy stood up straight and proud. "I make top grades in all our classes."

So this was who her mother was talking about. Hermione was shaking, he was a muggle-born like she used to be. "My-my boy are we going to have fun together this year."

"What do you mean by that," Malfoy bristled.

"Your crazy old headmaster made me Head Girl," she smirked. She was appalled at what she was saying. She knew the Headmaster was Dumbledore, he wrote her a letter about house unity. Yet she was still insulting him every chance she got.

You could see the horror and shock cross his face.

She turned back towards Victoria who was sneering at one of the girls over her shoulder.

"So when were you going to tell me."

"Tell you what," Hermione asked confused.

"That you made Head Girl. Does you mother know?"

"Oh yeah." Hermione frowned. "Last night. The only nice words she had for me were to 'beat the mudblood or you know what will happen'." She said donning her mothers voice.

Victoria frowned and whispered her apologies.

"Forget about her let's eat." They left after they bought new school uniforms and a couple more dress robes.

Everyone was smiles at lunch except Hermione she guessed she didn't smile much because no one thought anything was wrong.

"Well I am proud of you Hermione."

Hermione set drown her drink and looked up at Ron. She put a small smile on her face. "Why is that? Is it because I made Head Girl?"

"We all knew you were going to make Head Girl," Harry piped in.

"Yeah," added Ron. "It's not that. I am proud that you haven't drank anything today."

Hermione honestly wasn't expecting that. Her face fell as soon as the words escaped his mouth. He looked at her apologetically realizing it upset her.

"Well," Hermione spoke up. "I am trying to turn over a new leaf. It is my last year and I figured I will make top grades and when I am finished move out of England."

Everyone's face fell. "You can't do that," whispered Victoria. "you won't get any money and you will be disowned.

"Do you think I care," asked Hermione with an air of superiority.

"Well no but what are you going to do for money?" This time Harry spoke up.

"I will work for it or steal it from my mother. I don't know I will figure it out I have all year to do so."

The table was quite as everyone contemplated her words.

They finished their meals and left for the bookstore. Hermione told them she would catch up after she visited a restroom. In reality she wanted to think by herself for a couple of minutes.

She strolled down the block towards the bookstore and glanced in looking for her friends. Instead, she saw Malfoy with a pile of books in his hand going to the counter. There were more books in his hand than required for school. The gears in her head started moving rapidly as she watched him.

Her face turned deathly white. He was Granger. She was Malfoy.