Hello you all. Sorry for not updating in ages. Sooo much happened, and I would explain it if I thought you actually read this top part. In a nutshell, one of my exboyfriends gave up on me after 10 months of verbal abuse. I dated one of his best friends for a bit, broke up with him, got back together then left him for the sweetest guy in the entire world. Anyway, I'll be updating a lot more, I hope.

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"Listen to me, Hermione Elizabeth Leahadia D'Avrene. If I notice or hear about any more improper behavior with that Malfoy boy, I will have you married off to the first man I approved of. Is that clear?"

I gulped. "Yes, Grandmother." I muttered, then turned and fled the room, following Star up the long winding stairs.

On with the Show:

On my knees, I'll ask
Last chance for one last dance
'Cause with you, I'd withstand
All of hell to hold your hand
I'd give it all
I'd give for us
Give anything but I won't give up

-Nickelback

(Far Away)

The next couple days passed by in a blur of color, clothes, lessons, letters and gossip. I never thought that the life of a pureblood was so complicated. All of a sudden there were hundreds of new things to learn so that I didn't "shame" the family. I learned where to buy my clothes, who to talk to, who not to talk to, how to curtsy, how to dance, how to perform about a million beauty spells I never knew existed and a variety of other things. It got to the point where I was simply plowing through each day. I had little to no time to log onto the WCS, let alone talk to Malfoy. In fact, I was beginning to realize my grandmother had probably been aiming toward that. However, I was missing the social contact I used to have and I could tell Star was preoccupied by thoughts of Alex.

Lately Star's eyes had been thoughtful. It was as though she had entered a part of her own world that I had no part in. I felt slightly rejected, but at the same time, I could understand how she felt. Star had had her share of dates in the past. In fact, she seemed to have dated more guys than even Pavarti and Lavender.

This thought brought a blush to my cheeks. I was still embarrassed about the thought of dating a guy. Krum, in my opinion, had hardly counted as a boyfriend. Of course we had written to each other after he left, but like most long distance relationships, it faded away as the letters dwindled down. The idea of me dating Malfoy… Well, it was laughable.

I sighed, mentally yelling at myself for even considering dating Malfoy. "He was my enemy. I mean, he still is. Oh, I don't know what I mean." This brought Harry and Ron to my mind. I hadn't heard from them all summer. Maybe the owls couldn't find the mansion. I realized I had never asked my grandmother much about the mansion. I had assumed it was just a regular extremely large house. Ignoring the obviously wizard items that also occupied it. However, maybe I was wrong. Well, I'd see them in school soon enough. I couldn't wait for them to meet Star.

Just as I finished that last thought, Star burst into the room in her usual flurry of anger after she had argued with Grandmother. I rolled onto my stomach to look at her. My bed creaked softly as I turned and the silk rustled quietly.

"Well?" I asked Star. "What happened this time, dare I ask?"

Star looked at me. "That… That… WITCH."

This statement caused me to begin to laugh very hard. The combination of Star's anger and the stupidity of the statement was too much for my humor-depraved brain to take.

"No… Star… Really?" I managed to gasp out between bursts of laughter.

The sarcasm was not wasted on Star and her anger cracked as she began to laugh as well. "Well, I meant that in the most insulting way possible."

I glanced at Star, finally managing to compose myself. "Well?"

She sighed, " We needed to go to Diagon Alley to pick up our school supplies. I was hoping we could go today and maybe meet Alex and Jason or something. So, I went down to discuss it with "Grandmother" and she said she had already gathered our school supplies and was expecting us to be all packed before we leave tomorrow."

My face fell. I had been hoping to at least see some friends. It would have been a nice break from lessons. And maybe I could have gotten a letter to Harry and Ron without my grandmother monitoring everything I sent. I felt like I was in prison. A beautiful prison, but a prison nonetheless.

"Eh. Don't worry about it Star. We leave tomorrow. And you get to be sorted. Maybe you'll get Gryffindor! In fact you probably will, you have to. Then you can meet Neville, Harry, Ron, Dean, Lavender, Pavarti, and Seamus."

She grinned, "Yeah, I guess you're right Mia."

I nodded, "'Course I'm right. Now, let's get packing."

It took us about two hours to pack everything that we wanted and everything Grandmother required. By the time we had finished we were both exhausted. We got ready for bed then flopped down onto our individual beds. The soft silky sheets welcomed my sore muscles and the feather bed gave just enough.

I yawned and turned over on my side.

"Lights off," said Star.

The lights slowly faded off. Almost immediately, I felt myself drifting off to sleep.

I was awakened the next morning by my grandmother's shrill shriek up the stairs followed by hurried footsteps and a loud knocking. I groaned and rolled myself out of bed.

"Thump."

I had hit the floor with a little more force than I had intended. Well, at least it had jolted me awake. I chucked my pillow at Star's prone form on the bed. She mumbled a few words under her breath that did not sound very friendly. I laughed then ran over and jumped on top of her. She groaned then proceeded to shove me off and smack me in the face with her pillow.

This retaliation turned into a full-fledged pillow fight. Our laughter reverberated around the room and feathers flew everywhere. Just as I hurtled a pillow right at Star's head the door slammed open. Star ducked and the feather pillow soared right over her head and into Grandmother's face.

We watched the pillow fall from her face leaving Grandmother with a mouthful of feathers.

"Get dressed. Now." Grandmother's white-hot anger radiated from her as she turned sharply on her heel and stormed out.

Star and I looked at each other and gulped. Then we both hurriedly showered and changed. Star helped me select an outfit, as fashion had never been my forte. She handed me a pair of tight white washed jeans that were slightly torn at the knees and a red spaghetti strap shirt. Then she handed me black flip-flops and a pair of long red and black feathered earrings. With a quick spell she straightened my caramel colored hair and lined my eyes with black eyeliner.

"Perfect." She said, surveying my attire.

She then proceeded to change into a similar outfit except the color scheme was light blue and pink. Then we raced down the stairs.

At the door, Grandmother handed us each an apple.

"There's your breakfast. Your trunks have already been placed into the car. I obviously, will not be accompanying you as I have much better things to do. Now. That is all. Goodbye. And write to me after you both have been sorted."

I laughed. "Umm. Grandmother? I've already been sorted, I'm in Gryffindor. I've been going to school there for years."

She looked at me with a hint of a smirk on her pale lips. I began to feel an extreme sense of dread in the pit of my stomach.

"I have talked to Dumbledore. You, Hermione will be resorted along with the other new students. As if I'd have one of my blood in Gryffindor. Ha."

With that last comment she turned and walked off.

Star led me to the car. I was still in shock.

"Don't worry about it Hermione. You'll get Gryffindor. That's what you were chosen for in the first place. I don't think you've changed much."

I looked over at her and smiled.

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

"Of course I am."

With that we both piled into the car and about an hour later we arrived at the station. The butler walked us to Platform 9 ¾ and helped us load our bags onto the train. I glanced around for Harry and Ron, but couldn't see them anywhere. I did however see Malfoy. I gulped and dragged Star onto the train.

We wandered down the aisles until finally I spotted Harry and Ron settled into a compartment near the back of the train. I dragged Star into the room and Harry and Ron immediately stood up.

"Can we help you?" Harry asked.

I looked at them then remembered the charm Star had added to my new look.

"You guys, it's me, Hermione."

"Hermione!" They yelled and engulfed me into a bear hug.

"We didn't recognize…"

"You changed so…"

"Nice outfit."

I grinned at them then pulled back. "This is my sister, Star."

They both smiled at her and she smiled back, hesitantly.

"I'm Harry and the red head is Ron." Harry said.

"Nice to meet you both, Hermione has told me so much about you." Star replied.

"Wait…" Said Ron, "did you say she is your sister?"

We all sat down and Star and I began to tell the story of our summer. Ignoring all the parts that included Malfoy, Zambini, Jason and Alex.

The story lasted almost the whole way to the school. There were some minor interruptions from Neville, Luna, Ginny and the rest of the gang. Luckily, there had been no interruptions from Malfoy and Zambini. I tried to tell myself I was happy about this, but I couldn't help wondering why they hadn't visited yet. I could see Star was wondering too, because she kept shooting me these questioning glances. I shrugged and mouthed,

"We'll talk later."

She nodded then turned back to talking to Ron about Quidditch in America.

Finally, the train pulled up at the stop. We all piled into the horseless carriages that would bring us up to the school. I spotted Malfoy and Zambini, but they seemed to have attracted their own entourage as they entered a carriage that was several yards ahead of ours. I shrugged and Harry, Ron, Star and I squeezed into one.

Next thing I knew we were pulling up at the school. We filed in through the double doors and headed towards the Great Hall. I noticed Professor Mcgonagall beckoning towards Star and I. I grabbed Star and we wove our way through the tide of people moving through the halls. As we stepped in front of Malfoy he reached over and pushed me slightly. I looked at him and grinned a little. He winked and I felt my knees quiver.

"Bad Hermione." I thought.

Star looked at me as if she knew what I was thinking, but I didn't say anything.

We finally reached McGonagall as the last students filtered into the Great Hall.

"Yes Professor?" I asked.

"Your grandmother informed me that you, Hermione and your sister would need to be resorted. This is your sister I presume?" She asked, peering over her square glasses.

"Yes Professor."

"Very good. I must go get the first years, then you may follow them into the Great Hall."

She left returning a few minutes later with a horde of first years. We followed the pack into the Great Hall. They all seemed so small. It reminded me of my first years at Hogwarts. Star looked at me, but seemed too nervous to speak. I reached over and squeezed her hand. She tried to smile at me, but she looked so pale.

While the first years were being sorted I scanned the room for familiar faces. I noticed Harry and Ron looking at me questioningly. I motioned to them that I would explain later. I had forgotten to tell them I was being resorted. Then I noticed Malfoy eyeing me and I quickly glanced away.

I heard Dumbledore clear his throat.

"And now, we must have a resorting for an old student and a new sorting for a new one. First up, Star D'Avrene."

Star walked up to the platform. I could see her trembling. I also noticed a horde of boys looking at her hungrily. I almost smiled. I bet anyone of them would like to hold her and comfort her. She placed the hat on her head.

"Gryffindor!" It screamed moments later.

I cheered as she weakly went to sit with Harry and Ron. I noticed them patting her back to try and calm her.

Dumbledore smiled at me. "Hermione D'Avrene, formerly Hermione Granger."

A ripple went through the crowd as he said that and I could feel people muttering and watching me as I walked up to the platform and sat down. I waited for the hat to call out Gryffindor, but I was not expecting what it did call.

Its voice rang out through the hall clear as a bell, "Slytherin!"

Teehee. I know. That was a horrible cliffy. I'm sorry. But I have to attract readers somehow. Now, you know I love you all. Wait until you see what I have planned for the next chapter. PLEASE READ AND REVIEW SO I KNOW TO CONTINUE!

P.S. I'm bitter because I can't put a ruler into my document to make a line. It won't let me. Haha. Just so you all know.