Author's note: The website thing is going very slow. I'll update the site in a week or so if I have the time. There's a twist coming up that was originally planned when I had this story in draft form.

Disclaimer: I'll do this simple and easy. I disclaim everything except the story line. That should summon it all up.

Being Violet Granger's sister

There is no escape! Where's Justin Timberlake in a thong when you really need a distraction? Nowhere I tell you nowhere! Oh the horror of getting over Justin in a thong. He stood me up that good for nothing besides singing songs and looking at boy! "Harry my boy. James tells me you're quite the singer. Come please a dying man's heart and sing." Harry raised both his eyebrows looking freaked. Is it just me or is that whole raising his eyebrow thing his favourite expression?

Yeah okay so I admit it. My family is erm unique? I grabbed his arm and dug my nails into his skin. No way is he going to insult my grandfather and get away with it. He may be a bit weird but he's old. Teenagers these days sheesh. "You heard the man he's not exactly getting any younger." With a final glare Harry walked over to the piano with a smile so wide it looked painful. Harry leaned over and whispered something in gramps ear. Gramps face lit up.

Uh oh are they up to something? I do not like the way they're looking at me. Slowly gramps fingers worked themselves on the piano before finally moving in a right tune. My relatives gathered around the piano in a half circle with me standing outside. I sat down on the couch bracing myself for something humiliating. The humiliating part never happened and I almost jumped when I heard Harry's voice.

"Some people live for the fortune. Some people live just for the fame. Some people live for the power yeah. Some people live just to play the game. Some people think that the physical things define what's within." Oh my god! Was he? Did he just? Oh my god he's singing an Alicia Keys song! The Miss Keys who takes her notes so high that you'd think someone shoved a stick up her arse Keys! Still the classic Keys you'd know you wouldn't mess with. Do you know how many people make a total ass of themselves just attempting to sing one of her songs and sound decent?

"But that life's a bore. So full of the superficial." His voice was like silk. It had the perfect texture; it was smooth and just perfect. It wasn't light but dark that made me for some odd reason shiver. My uncle Patrick started to slow dance with my aunt Rose. I finally dared to look his way while he was singing. Okay I admit I was afraid that I'd outclass the tomato's colour if you know what I mean. Who am I kidding? No one ever knows what I mean.

"Some people want it all. But I don't want nothing at all. If it ain't you baby. If I ain't got you baby. Some people want diamond rings. Some just want everything. But everything means nothing. If I ain't got you." I could hear Violet's voice when Harry started to sing the chorus. I don't know why but what he said the first time I met him popped into my head. Remind me to set up a fuck appointment with you later… Did he really mean it? Or did he just say that to insult my sister?

Violet's voice was softer and more feminine against Harry's darker tune. Their voices mixed together as two rivers that finally flowed as one. Well excuse me while I take a piss in your river. OH MY GOD YOU DID NOT JUST SAY THAT! I'm not making sense I know. Was I jealous of her? The others were listening to them as if heaven had allowed its music to grace the earth. Their voices hit the high notes perfectly. I loved that song but now I just felt like killing it.

Was I jealous of her? Of course I was. Who wouldn't be? She's Violet Granger the most popular girl in school. The most loved one. The most idolized. The most wanted. The most perfect. She's the hottest "it" girl. She's the one who never has a bad hair day. God forbid if one of her perfectly manicured fingernails would break. Oh what horror if she ever gasp dared not to be the one with the latest trend? She's the girl who's always dating the equally popular boy. God forbid she'd be seen with a nerd. How dare I mock her name? Oh forgive me, throw me in jail and throw away the key. Burn me at the stake or better yet avoid the so called Judas who dared take thy leader's name in vain!

Relax Hermione no need to go all theatrical. I don't know why I'm feeling like this. She's my sister for god's sake. I just didn't like the way they were singing, looking at each other and making rivers. "If I ain't got you with me baby. Nothing in this whole wide world don't mean a thing. If I ain't got you with me baby." The duet came to an end and I just felt like stabbing a knife through Harry's chest. What right did he have to sing a love song with my sister? Who he ALMOST RAN OVER AND KILLED NOT TO MENTION HE INSULTED HER!

Okay calm down Hermione. It's no big deal so just relax. He's probably trying to remind James of some mushy gushy love thing he had with Lily. It's nothing to worry about at all. Just overlook the fact that he whispered something in Violet's ear that made her giggle and blush. Just ignore the fact that he's ignoring you. Just forget the fact that you'd want him to kiss you. Just forget the last fact you tried to forget. Why does he have to be such a dummy! It should have been me. I should have been singing the mushy gushy love song with Harry and act like we're meant to be. Not Violet for god's sake. I mean I'm his evil partner in crime not her!

"Hermione can I talk to you for a second?" I was looking highly irritated, annoyed and angry. I crossed my arms trying to ignore my oh so perfect sister. "Hermione it's important. I need to talk to you." Violet whispered more urgently. Annie and Gwen were openly flirting with Harry and he wasn't exactly acting like a catholic innocent schoolboy himself. "Hermione!" She hissed. Oh what an awful person I am denying the queen bitch's orders. I wonder how many years I'll get in prison for this.

Remember that thing I said about sister love and all that? Screw it. Just forget it; I was being stupid with the illusion of loving one's family. You can't pick who to be related to but you sure as hell don't have to act like you're happy about it. It is perfectly understandable to hate your sister that gets everything you want. Grams I'm only acting nice to her for you.

"Fine lead the way sister dear." I sharply replied following Violet into the kitchen. Could she get on with it? Nope I guess not. Violet poured herself a glass of water. I jumped on the kitchen counter and started to swing my feet back and fourth. There's something fun by swinging your legs back and fourth while sitting on the kitchen counter. I just can't remember why exactly it's fun.

"Look I'd rather not spend my thirty-seventh birthday waiting for you to remember how to talk." Violet raised both her eyebrows as she gulped down the water. Maybe I was being a tad dramatic. Maybe I was being very mean but still it's her fault. Uh oh my brain is analyzing without my consent.

Why was I being mean and why is it her fault? I mean it was just a stupid song really. Then why am I getting so worked up over it? She just sang a song with Harry. No big deal. "Look once you're done pmsing then I might consider talking to you again." She napped back. Excuse moi? When I'm done pmsing? She's the one that wanted to talk to me, not the other way around. Believe me I'd rather stay in the living room and be tormented to death by people singing. Singing dumb songs about some animal's red nose and an obese man mistreating animals to fly him places because he's too lazy to move his arse. I left the kitchen in a huff.

This has to be one of the worst Christmas dinners I've had since ever! You want to know the worst part of it? It's not even over yet!

They were all too caught up in their so called holiday spirit to notice anything else. My grandfather was sitting by his beloved piano. Aunt Rose was cuddling with Patty on the couch. Matthew, my dad and Donna were laughing about old times. My mother was dancing with James to a Barry White song. Gwen was talking into her cell phone to her boyfriend probably. Annie and Violet were singing along to the record player. They all seemed like they were lost in their own world of happiness. Everyone had someone and I felt like I had no one.

It's typical really. I always get too depressed on the holidays. If I could only find some magical faeries then this would be a real party. We could all sniff some fairy dust and share one big happy blurry illusion. Yeah that seemed like a pretty good idea to me. Although occupying myself it some mathematical equation in my room sounds more tempting.

The elders wouldn't mind. I've already done the whole eat and sing deal with them. So I quickly went upstairs and headed for my room. Uh why is music coming from my room?

Err my James Blunt CD? Why would anyone want to listen to my James Blunt CD? Especially the song Goodbye My Lover? I grabbed the door handle and pushed the door open. There lay the king of pricks on my bed listening to my CDs. He just entered my holy ground… That prick!

"I didn't picture you as a James Blunt type." Good Hermione. Make small talk so that you lull him into a sense of security before you chase him out with your hairbrush. Honestly he was supposed to drown in my mess of a room not make it to my bed. I am ashamed of my security staff. The piles of whatever in my room should have chocked him or at least come to life and attack.

"I didn't picture nuns wearing g-strings. But hey you learn something new everyday." Harry held up my black g-string and examined it with one raised eyebrow. I so did not need that right now. Wait a minute that's not mine. That's Violet's underwear. Which she claims is sexy or whatever. What's so sexy about your panties up your ass? Oh so that's why McGonagall is so uptight. Her string is so far up her ass that she… Hermione mental images stop right there!

"Is there a reason for your sudden fascination with women's underwear or is it something you're not telling me Potter." I grabbed my I mean Violet's underwear and shoved it in my closet. Oh so that's why my room is such a mess. I keep forgetting to stuff all the clothes in the closet. Wonder what else I can stuff in there. Clothes, stuff Harry's dead body ooops did I say that?

"Oh you know me. I just love to wear women's underwear. It makes me feel so pretty." I giggled at his dramatic yet sarcastic voice. Oh I hate him that ugh boy. He made me giggle that rotten jerk. I sat down on my bed beside him. Many girls would kill to be in this position; I'd kill to get out. What can I say? The boy has a knack for being annoying.

"I should have known. Tell me are there other hidden talents you have?" I replied. Good first small talk then throw the idiot out for trespassing. Harry sat up and looked me up and down.

With a cocky smile he said "Other then making you swoon?" He's so full of himself. Does he automatically assume everything?

"In your dreams Potter." I replied rolling my eyes. Harry making me swoon ha! I'd pay big money to see that. Like as if I'd fall for that nasty git who probably showers like once a year. For a person who showers once a year he sure smells good. Oh shut up voice of reason in my head.

"Every night Granger. Although you do a lot more then swooning love." I, he oh come on. I wasn't dubbed icy bitch for nothing. Figures people label you a somewhat bitch for talking back to the popular who proclaim themselves royalty.

"Well figures Potter you'd dream of what you'll never have." He put his hand over his heart in mock pain. Before I knew it in a lightning speed he had me pinned to the bed. The nerve of this person! I tried to push him off of me but he was determined to keep me in place. I tried to wiggle my way out but there was just no use. He was just too darn heavy. Would it kill to lose a couple of pounds? I should have eaten more at dinner. Then maybe I could overpower him or something. No wait I take that back. As if I want to get infected by Potter's germs. Hey I'll have you know about a million bacteria's reside in your mouth.

"Get off of me now!" I said trying to push him off but he just grabbed my hands. "Not until you admit that Harry Potter is the king of the world and therefore the best." As if I'm going to give into you Potter. I'll have you know I'm stubborn. Not only am I stubborn but I also despise you.

"Harry Potter is the king of all the pricks in the world and therefore the prickliest prick you'll ever meet." I replied in my as a matter of fact tone. Why is he looking at me like that?

"I'm going to have to punish you for that." Hah what is he going to do? Talk me to death? Not like he has the strongest comebacks. "Bring it on Potter." I should really have never said that because the moment I did he started to tickle me. I'm a tickle freak. The moment someone starts to tickle me I go hysterical. "Hahahaha stop hahhaha plea…. Ahahaha" Oh my god I need oxygen. I'm very sensitive. He's evil. He's the spawn of Satan. He's E.T the evil terrestrial. I tried to kick him off but he wouldn't budge.

Why do I have to be pinned by workout Ken doll? If someone is to walk in right now they'd get the wrong idea. Thus making me more desperate to get him off. Besides I do not want to die like this. I can picture the headlines. EXTRA, EXTRA SIXTEEN YEAR OLD GIRL DIES SUFFOCATING AFTER A TICKLE ATTACK BY HER STEPBROTHER!

"Say it Granger. Tell me that you love me and I am a god." I would never do such a ting. Telling him that he was a god would certainly boost his ego and would ruin all my other attempts to make it smaller so I could breathe in the same room as him. But those darn fingers of his are driving me up the wall! No pun intended mind you!

"Fine, FINE I LOVE YOU POTTER AND YOU ARE A GOD!" The music downstairs was so loud that I'm pretty sure none of the people downstairs could have heard my little declaration of love. Oh please kill me now. Suddenly he stopped tickling me before he leaned closer. His smile faded and the laughter in his eyes turned into something more serious. It happened again. His soft lips touched mine. All the while I'm thinking aren't guys supposed to have choppy lips? Not that I mind his lips but anyway before I could even register the whole thing or even respond we heard someone clear their throat.

Harry got off of me like nothing happened. We both looked at the person who interrupted us. "Uh Harry your dad's leaving." Annie said looking back and forth between me and Harry her smile clearly gone from her face. I guess I proved my theory wrong about my cousin Annie. I guess she didn't know what to make of the situation and to be honest neither did I. One kiss is not going to make me suddenly love him. I don't like him period. It's just that when he kisses me I like him. See I finally made sense.

I like the kissing but not him. So whenever we meet he could just shut up and kiss me and then we can all be one big happy twisted family. Err did I just uh insult myself and call myself cheap?

"Just for the record you're not the first person to say that." Harry said smirking as we straightened ourselves out. Annie gave me one of those looks. You know the I'm so telling your sister and she is so going to have to knock some sense into you looks? "Merry Christmas then and I'll call you sometime for the ting." Harry hugged me tightly while he whispered into my ear. I could smell his perfume. God it smelled good.

He gave Annie a hug too saying his goodbyes before he disappeared from my room. "Look Annie I…" I started before she cut me off. "Don't aright? I won't tell anyone but I am not going to lie to Violet. Just don't ruin your mother's happiness or anything." She said with a serious voice. I think this is the first time I've heard her using the serious voice. I'm a bit shocked. I'm also feeling a bit dirty and ashamed. Heaven knows why but I just do.

So basically that's how my Christmas went. Yes all the way down the toilet with a lot of piss and crap. Sorry Grandma but you always told me to speak the truth. Okay so maybe it wasn't all that bad receiving gifts and the almost kiss with Harry whom I still dislike.

I don't think I hate him. It's more like I want to crush him as if he were an insect kind of thing. Sleep…. I need sleep….

Next Day:

"What's going on between you and Harry?" Oh no, please not that voice. It's vacation for god's sake. I should get a restraining order or at least a leash for her. I rolled over and pulled my covers over my head. My security system had failed yet again. "It's all over school." Go away you annoying girl! Haven't I suffered enough? God why do hate me so? Haven't I been a good person?

"I don't care Violet. Its vacation which means no school now please get out of my room!" I yelled beneath the covers. She's more terrible then my alarm clock.

At least I can throw my alarm clock out the window and smash it. With Violet I have to respond or she'll even get more annoying and yes it is possible for this evil creature of the morning. All I could think of right now was to get back to sleep as quickly as I could. You know when you wake up and you just want to sleep? If you stay awake too much you just can't go back to sleep? Well yeah I'm trying to avoid that even if it means I have to put up with her girl talk. "Social networks don't stop because Jesus was born. Parvati called me and the rest of the gang." Jesus wasn't actually born on Christmas. Ugh I'm not in the mood to lecture her. Do people actually get up in the mornings? ON HOLIDAYS!

"Kermit are you even listening? Parvati called me." She put more pressure on the called me part. This is so frustrating. It's too damn early for this. It's only 11 am for god's sake. Let me sleep you crazy woman. "Send my congratulations. It's about time she learned how to use a phone. Now she can upgrade to cell phones and then who knows the microwave maybe." I replied sarcastically which only made my sister scream in frustration. She yanked my covers off me. Oh no I'm exposed to my ultimate enemy. My most sworn enemy! No I'm not talking about the incident with the toilet seat when I was five. I'm talking about it. The cruel sun sending its torturing rays to torture my poor eyes. AHHHH I'm meeeelting. I'm meeeelting. I squeezed my eyes shut and started to wave my arms in hopes of grabbing my covers.

Why is she telling me this? I do not care if Parvati called the rest of the school just to gossip about me. What is she going to say huh? Like oh my gosh Hermione like totally got an A+ on her test and like my name rhymes with Pavarotti and I'm actually him only with surgery. Err mental images Hermione what did we say about the mental images? Right not good for you. It's too damn early why cant the world just let me sleep?

"She said she saw you and Harry kissing at Joe's. She even told Draco. The whole school knows about it now. Why were you kissing Harry at Joe's? Why were you kissing him yesterday because Annie…" What is she going on about? I finally opened my eyes as my mind started to process everything she had said. Aright so lets recap she said something about Harry, Joe's, Draco, school and Annie? What do these people have in common? Too damn early to be rationalizing. It hit me then like a brick wall tumbling down on a balloon. She was at Joe's. Parvati was at Joe's and she had called my sister. Annie kept good on her promise and told Violet. That's why Vi wanted to talk to me yesterday and we fought because I was jea… Err I mean I was annoyed because of the uh the thing. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her, I hate her, I hate her and did I mention I hate her? Need I go on about my hate for gossip queen Parvati? I hope she gets hit by a truck. A very big truck. No scratch that a veeeeery veeeeery big truck.

"Calm down it's not what you think." If you actually think at all which you just did in this situation. Note to self reward Violet for finally managing to use her brain for other functions then what she usually uses her brain for. I don't think I even want to go there.

"She totally did the 411 routine. They know a couple of kids from his school and practically both schools know by now. Hermione he's going to be our stepbrother!" I've gotten myself into a mess haven't I? Admit it that look on your face says it all. Either A) Harry is going to kill me. B) I'm going to kill him or C) we'll both kill Parvati and then proceed to kill each other. I can still salvage this. It all depends on his social status. Don't ask me how I know but I was informed one rainy day stuck home alone with Vi. If I have any luck and if God up there isn't too busy with other idiots of the world he won't be too popular or he doesn't go to a school people care about. In other words I really need that miracle God.

"Which school?" Violet hugged me. "You are not going to want to hear this babe." She's totally right but I have to. It's like watching lord of the rings the return of the king. You know the movie will probably mean the end of your crazy lord of the rings obsession days but you'll watch the end of the movie anyway. Yes I cried too but you don't know where I live so hah you can't mock me. Okay I admit talking to supposed voices in your head is not so good. "Which school Vi?" I asked again more sternly.

"Hogwarts prep. It's a boarding school for boys." She explained as my heart dropped. Of course I knew of Hogwarts prep. Everyone knows about Hogwarts prep. They're like the freaking Buckingham Palace of high schools around here and probably the world too. Dam it why did I get stuck with the evil smirking dude who happens to be a good kisser and has a knack for getting into trouble dude? My school can't compete with his. I still have one small shred of hope I'm desperately clinging on. Clinging desperately would be an understatement. Hanging on for dear life seems more fitting. If Harry is a geek then I'm saved. Nobody cares who a geek kisses in the long run. Who am I kidding? Harry a geek? He's so ungeeky any nongeek can get.

"Apparently he's some kind of god there. He owns the school. I'd be thrilled if he wasn't our stepbrother. I mean Hermione like that's so disgusting. We're going to be living together and everything!" Yeah well I would have been thrilled too if he wasn't going to be our stepbrother. Heck I'd be thrilled if I knew he kissed me without that little detail. Vi looked sorry like she was feeling sorry for me and I hated it. I can't talk to Harry about this. I would be totally making a fool of myself. I'll just come up with something equally brilliant as the first plan I had. I'm going to kill Parvati even if it's the last thing I do. But for now I'm going back to sleep.

"Kermit? Hello Kermit! WAKE UP HERMIONE!" …….zzzzZZZZzzz

(later on)

"Good morning" I rested my head on my arms as my uncle Matthew entered the kitchen. "What's so good about it?" I replied as he took a seat next to me. Why do people say good morning? How can you say good morning when it might not be a really good morning which makes it not a good morning? So whatever logic you had behind saying good morning would be futile because it is not a good morning. What if it's raining then? Or the other person you're saying it to is having a bad morning? What do people really mean with good morning? Is it like hey it's a good morning or hi is it a good morning?

"Well my dear hormonal teenage dramatic twisted niece it is going to be a good morning." I groaned at this. He's never going to let me forget that incident in the shop. Twisted? I'd prefer complex. "What would you say if I gave you access to Neverland anytime you'd want?" I finally lifted my head to look at him in disbelief. "I wouldn't say anything at all. I'd wake up from the shock." Matt had never let me visit Neverland during the club hours. My parents would kill him if he did. I've begged for a job there ever since he opened the place.

"Then I'd say you should have woken up by now because here's your VIP pass." My jaw practically fell to the floor. I could hear the preacher scream hallelujah and the light shine on my personal holy grail. The orchestra started to play and fireworks were shot up in the air. The VIP pass was given to me. I could barely speak. I was in total bliss. I was in total shock. The pass was laying in my hands with Hermione Granger written on it. "I'm giving you access and don't worry about your parents. You're sixteen and you live only once. I've given one to Harry too because he is going to be a part of the family."

Suddenly the preacher stopped screaming. The light was turned off. The orchestra stopped playing and the fireworks were gone. What? He's given one to Harry? Oh no he's not. I've been through hell for my pass. If marrying my mum meant VIP access I'd marry her ages ago. Like euw I'm not that desperate. This is so unfair! Why does he get a pass that easy? I mean if it's just because he has testicles then I could have changed. Just one small operation and I'd be standing up peeing in seconds. My life is so screwed.

"I was expecting a thank you. Unless you wanted to worship the ground I just walked on." Matthew joked as he smeared some cream cheese on his bagel. Well sister it ain't gonna happen nuh uh. "I seriously hope you gain ten pounds eating that. I also hope your ego deflates because you sir have no idea what I want" There's just too much stuff happening in my life. Someone's bound to take a hit. He deserves it too giving a pass to Harry.

"See this; this is the exact reason why I'm gay." Like shut up. I don't deserve this! I stormed off away from the kitchen. Every time I stay in that kitchen someone has to get smart with me. Luckily I didn't forget to grab an apple on my way up. Later on I did regret snapping at Mattie. He was trying to be nice and I bit his head off just because of it. I mean he's always been there for me and I shouldn't have done that to him. It's like you feel like you have so many things that's bottled up inside and finally it just blows. I wish Grams was here.

Later on:

I was in Violet's room sitting on her bed. I had nothing else to do and there was nothing good on TV. And it's still too early to go outside in this weather. Violet was painting her toe nails.

"Draco called me. He's like the billionth caller. He acted like he could interrogate me. I told you he's not good for you." She said finishing one foot. Wait a minute. Draco called and interrogated my sister? How sweet, a bit disturbing but sweet. Why couldn't he ask me himself? What does she mean he's not good enough for me? "Violet why do you care anyway? Don't pick up the phone. Usually people do that when they don't want to talk."

Why couldn't queen Barbie understand what I was saying? Violet gasped in a dramatic way. It would have been funny if I knew she didn't fake it. This only made it sad. "Like oh my god. Like oh my god and just like oh my god. You really are together with him aren't you?" I blinked at her girly voice. I'm not even going to answer that. Even she would be smart enough to understand that we were not an item. I wouldn't… "Like oh my god you so are! That's like so cute disturbing and gross since he's your almost stepbrother but cute. Aw Hermione it's like Romeo and Juliet."

Okay she clearly wasn't as intelligent as I expected. How can she compare slimy Harry to the great Romeo? I mean Shakespeare is turning in his grave as we speak! Violet started to babble on about how our love was doomed. Harry Potter you are so going to pay for this. That stupid plan better work because I might kill myself soon. I don't get my sister. First we're united by our we hate the Potters especially Harry motto. Now she's acting like my life is a cheesy romance novel. The author better change her writing style because horror is more like it!

"He's like a hero on a quest to bring you out of your shell." Him a hero? Puh-Leaze! He wouldn't be able to save me even if he had a genie and a talking donkey! "What happened to the psycho killer theory? I thought you said he tried to kill you." Violet sighed as she admired her freshly painted nails and grabbed her hairbrush. I watched her brush her hair. As if it wasn't silky and de-tangled enough. Violet's room is like any other popular girl's room. Perfect to the T. Nothing in here hints that a psycho owns the room. Everything is perfectly organized which shows that it's the normal ones you better watch out for.

"Sweetie you've got to let Draco go. Blaise is telling everyone how Harry Potter's new fling stalked his best friend. It's like a major joke now." What? Draco's best friend is telling people I stalked Draco? He's the one who asked me to his stupid game! And I can't help it if we have math and history together. How does that qualify as stalking? Those jerks! Just because a popular guy is slightly interested in a girl who is not blond and perfect with big breasts doesn't mean the girl is a stalker! But Harry really isn't interested in you. It's all a part of the scheme… Oh shut up voice in my head. I wanted to cry and I really don't know why.

I mean I didn't get bothered by people at school so much. I was just annoyed by their annoying ways but now… Now everyone will know who I am. I am no longer Hermione Granger Violet's sister the smart girl. I'm Hermione Granger stalker girl. People will walk by me and say ooh look stalker girl. I am forever going to be stalker girl. Even at high school reunions people will go hey look stalker girl is back. Violet walked over to me and hugged me. I'm a major joke now. I mean with the guys it was all friendly. They just thought of me as Hermione but now as I'm the new school joke… This will probably give the other girls access to start bitching about me in public. I'm no longer on the don't bother list. Great I was hoping to get through school without all the drama. Guess there's no chance of that happening.

I cried. Yeah I seriously did. It sounds pathetic I know. But do you seriously know what it's like to be the joke? The person people think low of? I've been through all of that when I was a kid. Yeah I forgot to mention that didn't I? Well there you have my tragic life. I was bullied at school before. That is until Matt taught me the art of witty retorts. Violet got up from the floor and proceeded to hug me.

"Vi what am I supposed to do?" I whispered thinking how hopeless everything was. What if it got out that he was soon going to be my stepbrother? How would people react then?

"Sooner or later you're going to have to talk back Mione. The sooner you start the more chances you have at avoiding public murder. Ignore those idiots. Believe me I hang out with them every day." She called me Mione. She's never called me Mione before. It's always Kermit or Herm or heck even Hermy. Did she just call her crowed idiots? Violet smiled at me as she handed me a tissue.

"We are going to rip Draco and everyone else's hearts out. So being your favourite sister…"

"Violet you are my only sister."

"Yes well… Anyhow being your favourite and only sister I am going to cheer you up. Cant go looking like a nun forever sis." Oh no. I knew she was going to say that. What did I just get myself into? Can we rewind please? What's so wrong with looking like a nun?

"Aunt Rose can you take us shopping?" I heard Violet say into her cell phone. Uh oh screw the depressed mood and the sister bonding. I'm going to make a run for it. You see Violet's way of cheering herself up consists of girly things. You know things like shopping and having slumber parties and whatever. Don't get me wrong I love shopping just as much as the next person. It's only shopping with Violet, Aunt Rose and Annie I don't like. They're freaks at the mall. Great what had I done? Cry in front of my sister that's what. Now she thinks it's her duty to make me feel better. The only way she knows how happens to be the only way to drive me completely insane!

Later on:

They call this shopping? Torture is more like it. No wonder they all look like fitness freaks. They visit a billion shops every day. "See that wasn't so bad Hermione. You should shop with us more often." I glared from the backseat of my aunt's car. Wasn't so bad? WASN'T SO BAD? From trying a billion outfits to being dragged all over town without being able to sit unless I was in a dressing room to having saleswomen annoy the heck out of me to arguing about every piece of clothing with my sister and cousin you could say it wasn't so bad. Wait I forgot to mention putting up with their preppy attitudes while I was depressed and people hitting on one of them each second. I guess it was bad after all. And about the arguing part well Violet and Annie insist I change my wardrobe completely. I didn't want to.

Come on this is not a she's all that movie. I just needed a pair of new clothes and a bit of cheering up. The latter I have yet to experience. Luckily we settled for compromises with my Aunt Rose's help. She really does have a talent for fashion. I found these really cute clothes on sale. Mum and dad had me swear I would not go overboard with my new credit card. Sucks to be rich and not be able to spend. At least I love my new jeans. Hey I might be smart but that doesn't mean I'll stop being a girl.

"Cheer up Hermione school starts in ten days." That statement is supposed to cheer me up how? Violet tried to lighten the mood herself. Oh brother. "Hey there's always that last important football match between our school and Hogwa…" Violet stopped talking when she realized what she was saying. Our eyes locked. The match how could I forget? It's been the talk of our school for a month now. There's this stupid rivalry between our schools. We got smashed pretty bad last game. Our school has never won against Hogwarts. You might as how I know so much about football when I don't even like the damn sport. The whole school is obsessed about it that I'm bound to hear how it went without attending.

To put it this way the only thing standing between our school and the trophy is Hogwarts. Violet wasn't a fan of the sport either. She'd usually stick around the first five minutes and then join the party after. While all the women in my family have impeccable fashion sense the men are athletic freaks and crazy football fans. Football is something they've always tried to teach me. I know the basics and we've played in the park but other then that I couldn't care less about petty school rivalries.

"Draco is on the football team as well." I said as my aunt made a U-turn. Could this get any worse? Plus the stop the divorce operation is not making any progress… "Girls I think we're lost." My aunt said as she stopped at the red sign. So much for sister bonding and people trying to cheer me up…

(Ten days later school)

"Makeup?"

"Check"

"Clothes?"

"Check"

"Makeup"

"Check"

"Smell?"

"They won't be calling me Stinky that's for sure. Now come on Jarad is going to pick us up soon." Who would have thought this was me? The baggy jeans were replaced by dark blue jeans and a belt. The what my cousin Annie called grandmother sweater was replaced by a shirt with golden stripes. My hair was put up with a hair clip and it had taken a half an hour to do the makeup. I could have done it in five if Violet hadn't argued with me on how I should do it. We settled for a compromise. Actually it was more of a I'll go and change to my regular clothes if you don't let me do my makeup in peace compromise. Hey nobody said it had to be a fair compromise.

I liked it the new stuff I mean. I was still sophisticated and smart looking. Like not one of those sluttish girls my age who try to show exactly the same amount of skin as Britney Spears. Anyway who would have thought Violet and I had gotten along during the vacation? She's still hung up about the Harry being my knight in shining armour thing. I don't mind. I really wish I could tell her about the plan. But I can't because it might not work. We're not the best of sisters. We just get more along now then we used to. Funny huh how you can be annoyed by a person and then you find the annoying sides okay. We're not the best of friends. We still argue and stuff. We just have this understanding now.

I had even promised her to be a bit nicer to Jarad. Yeah I know the apocalypse should have started ten minutes ago. Violet gave me a quick reassuring hug and handed me my shoulder bag. "You look great." She said with a big smile on her face. "I know." We both laughed as Jarad honked the horn. Honked hahaha…. What? It's a funny word I mean come on honked. Right I'm nervous. I have to go back to school and I'm not sure how this day will turn out.

"You look good" I blushed as I got in the front seat of the car. Scott smiled putting an arm around Violet's shoulder. "Yeah you almost and I do really mean almost look normal." I raised an eyebrow at Jarad's comment. Screw my promises. Promises are meant to be broken. "I would have told you that you look good too but my mother told me it's not nice to lie to people." He looked at me weirdly before starting the car. The idiot didn't even get it. I giggled resting my head against the window. I guess this is it then. It's time to face the music…

Although I never really understood it when people say time to face the music. I mean you can't face music. You listen to it. Why do people use that sentence before they go up against something? I guess if I yelled show time it would fit better. Yeah well I think I'm going to throw up…

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S.B kisses: Chapter eight is also one of my favourite chapters. I loved writing it. Well hope to hear from you soon and thanks for the review.

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Writrfreak15: Lol okay I updated now it's time for you to review. Yes giving James the book was sneaky but it had to be done. The pizza thing was fun to write about. A friend tried to feed me pizza once and me being me started a food fight. Needless to say very fun night but her mum wasn't so glad about the result. Thanks for the compliment and I hope to hear from you soon. Merry late Christmas to you too.

Rapsodia: Thanks for the compliment. I hope you liked this chapter and I hope to hear from you soon.

Luka: Why thank you kind Sir. I always felt my genius side was always underappreciated:P Just kidding although I might disagree with you on the genius part. I'm a bit shocked to see a guy actually interested in a story rambling on and on about how hot Harry Potter is and all the other crazy stuff. If I had a hat on I'd take it off for you. And yes unfortunately the Barbie virus is the worst virus known to the teenage population of the world:P Thanks for the review and I hope to hear from you soon.

Scorpio-1983: Thanks I couldn't agree with you more. Some places I've just added small changes but like I said if you've read it before you'd notice the difference. Thank god I corrected most of my spelling mistakes. Really embarrassing to have your and you're mixed up. Anyway I hope to hear from you soon as I love your reviews. Don't ask me why I'm a no making sense kind of person.

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Lilyflower: My mission in life is completed. I spread joy to the world I can die now. As you noticed I tend to get a bit dramatic. Well anyway here's another extra long update. I'm going to update soon but I don't know when. Hope you liked it and I hope to hear from you soon. You're like one of my favourite reviewers seriously.

Special-n-unique: The joke at Joe's wasn't a joke per say. Harry didn't intend to do anything. He just noticed the girls staring at them and especially at Hermione whispering and everything. He's used to it and is annoyed by it. He decided to give them a show and Hermione was outraged thinking he thought he could play with her like that. She was also mad at Parvati whom she didn't like so much. I hope that cleared it up for you. Anyway thanks for the review and I hope to hear from you soon.

Cali Sunshine23: Oh god that's happened to me before. I swear my mother thought I had gone insane once and I had to prove my sanity. I totally appreciated your review and I hope to hear from you soon.

Yelene-RyuDream: First of all I have no idea what TTFN means. Secondly I think chapter nine cleared some of your answers. Harry's life isn't so detailed because this is all in Hermione's head. So we're seeing everything through her thoughts and eyes. Remus and Sirius might show up and they might not because Hermione doesn't know them yet. Harry as this chapter said goes to a boys only boarding school. He lives with both his mum and dad during the holidays. You've got to keep reading to understand it. It will get even more confusing later so don't worry. I'm going to update the website in about a week or so when I have the time. If you have any suggestions on characters then send me a photo or something. Anyway thanks for the review and I sincerely hope to hear from you soon.

Tas: Chocolate chip cookies? GIMME GIMME GIMME! Ahem anyway I loved the word Bosh. I seriously started giggling when I read the word Bosh. I'll try to keep it up but in the meantime I hope to hear from you soon.

Hollily: Yes but I deleted it then reposted then deleted it then reposted deleted it again and voila here's the product. There are a lot of changes some you might notice others not. Trust me I've got a plan for this story. Anyway thanks for the review and I hope to hear from you soon.

Nymoue: Yeah but some of the changes aren't so noticeable. Glad you decided to read it again. Thanks for the review and brace yourself. Who knows what can happen between Harry and Hermione now. Trust me there's a meaning behind all this. A twist as I had originally planned when the story was in draft form. Thanks for the review and hope to hear from you soon.

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