Title: Daughter of the Queen

Rating: PG-13 for language

Author: Bitch-with a sword

Type: Sort of A/U

Summary: A girl is a t Hogwarts that no body likes, no body notices, and no body cares about. What happens when Harry starts to notice her and finds something out about her?

Chapter Four. Believer

Shasmecka got out of bed five minutes later because she remembered that Lavender would wake up in twenty five minutes and the bathroom would be busy until five minutes before breakfast.

Shasmecka walked into the bathroom and took a shower. When she stepped out, she stood in front of the mirror and dried her hair with a spell. She let it lay down on her back for a minute, trying to figure out how to style it. She pointed her wand at her head and her long auburn locks zapped into a corn rows that went into a pony high pony tail.

She walked out of the bathroom and threw on her girl school uniform and grabbed her books. She was about to leave when someone stopped her.

"Where are you going, Mecka?" Hermione asked, hopping out of her bed.

"Um, the library." She said truthfully.

"Ok. I'll join you. Madam Pince said that they were getting new books n this morning and I want to be one of the first people there." Hermione explained. Shasmecka smiled and sat on her bed. She grabbed her CD player and laid down on her bed.

Twenty minutes later, Hermione walked out of the bathroom, fully dressed. She had her hair up the same way as Shasmecka and the two smiled at each other.

"Come on. Let's go." Hermione said, grabbing her books and putting her CD player in her bag.

"You have a disk-man too?" Shasmecka asked her friend.

"Yup." Hermione said. The two girls walked out of the dorm and down into the common room. When they were at the bottom of the stairs, they noticed Harry and Ron sitting on the couch, talking amongst themselves. Hermione and Shasmecka just walked past them toward the portrait hole.

"Where are you two going so early?" Ron asked.

"To the library. See you at breakfast. Meet us in the kitchens, at, I'll say seven thirty." Hermione said and the two girls left.

"You know, I really don't know what got into me and Hermione last night." Ron said, watching the two girls leave.

"Neither do I." Harry lied, trying not to laugh. "Didn't you like sucking face with her?" Harry asked. Ron looked at him in disgust.

"No!" he lied, and Harry knew it, but he didn't dwell. Too much.

"Yeah right." He coughed. Ron looked at him in astonishment.

"What? You don't believe me?" Ron asked.

"Nope. I know you like her, and I know she likes you." Harry said. He looked at the book in his hand. He had been trying to do the extra credit.

"Wait. She likes me?" Ron asked astonished.

"Oops." Harry said.

"She does?! YES!!" Ron said jumping up. He looked at the look on Harry's face and sat back down again. "I mean, that's cool." Harry just shook his head and went back to his book.

~*~*~*~*~

Harry and Ron walked into the Kitchens to see that Hermione and Shasmecka had gotten something to eat for all four of them. Pancakes, eggs, bacon, and sausage.

"Hi guys." Hermione said. Shasmecka just nodded a hello.

"Hey, Mione. What do you got there?" Ron asked, looking at the book she had in her hands.

"It's a book on the royalty of Britain." Hermione said. Shasmecka fell out of her seat with a small scream. "What's wrong Mecka?" Hermione asked in alarm.

"Nothing! Got to go. Oh and can I borrow that book? Thanks." Shasmecka said, grabbing the book from Hermione and running out of the kitchen.

"OK. That was really weird. Now I know she's some type of royalty." Said Ron.

"Yeah, British royalty." Hermione said.

"You know. She isn't royalty." Said a small house elf. The three looked at Winky.

"She isn't?" asked Hermione.

"Nope. She was just a servant at the palace. She isn't royalty. She is just trying to cover up Samantha's looks. They look somewhat alike, but it isn't her." The house elf explained, then walked off.

"OK then. That's completely weird." Harry said. Hermione and Ron nodded in agreement.

~

Shasmecka ran out of the kitchens and grabbed her wand. She stopped, threw the book, and sent an explosion spell its way. The book exploded and the papers disappeared.

Shasmecka then ran to her next class. Potions.

~*~*~*~*~

The trio walked toward potions and heard yelling coming form the room. They hurried in and saw Draco yelling at Shasmecka. Shasmecka was three inches shorter than Draco, but she was still in his face.

"What's your problem?" Shasmecka yelled at him.

"Nothing, mudblood. It's just that you don't push pure-bloods." Draco said to her.

"Oh, well you need to be pushed further than you were. Next time I'll gladly push you off a cliff." Shasmecka retorted.

"Ooooh. I'm scared. The mudbloods going to push someone with a wand off a cliff. I could easily use my wand to stop myself from falling." Draco said. Shasmecka laughed. "What?" he asked her. She then punched him in the face and he hit the ground. She took his wand and threw it out the window. She then pointed her wand at him.

"Recreckta." She said. he then started to bounce from the ceiling to the floor. "Good riddance." She said, waling over to her normally dark corner to watch Draco bounce around the room.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron walked into the classroom and walked to where Shasmecka was sitting.

"How did you do that?" Ron asked.

"Spell, you silly ginger person!" Shasmecka said. Ron glared at her and she glared back.

"What happened?" Hermione asked, stopping the spell that was on Draco.

"He was saying that a mudblood isn't aloud to push a pureblood. Ass hole." Shasmecka told them.

"I agree." Said Harry. "Why don't you come and sit over here?" Harry asked her, motioning toward the lighter part of the room.

"I don't want to." Shasmecka said. She grabbed her books from her bag and then her CD player. She then put them on and started to read. The trio walked over to the lighter side of the room and sat down.

~*~*~*~*~

Shasmecka had detention for making Draco bounce around the room and had to have it with Dumbledore. Of course, all she really had to do was help him with the stuff for the up coming party for her, and Shasmecka happily obliged. She didn't like the idea at first, but since her dream, she was looking forward to it.

"Well, the party will be held a weak before the school year ends at Buckingham Palace. You will leave for a day during Christmas break and I will tell everyone when they get back from Christmas break about the event. Unless you want me to tell them before?" Dumbledore and Shasmecka had been walking down the hall toward his office.

"No. After is good." Shasmecka told him. He nodded and the two made their way into his office.

~*~*~*~*~

Shasmecka walked into Gryffindor Tower four hours later to find the Golden Trio sitting on the couch, talking silently. Shasmecka heard her name so she hid in one of the shadows of the room.

"I still think she is the princess." Harry said. Shasmecka listened harder.

"Shasmecka isn't the Princess. The Princess is twenty one." Hermione said.

"Well, they can lie." Harry suggested.

"Yes, but like I said earlier. She wouldn't be an outcast if she were the Princess. But, obviously, she is an outcast." Hermione said.

"I am siding with Harry." Ron put in, then looked at the game of wizard chess in front of him and Harry.

"You always do, Ron." Hermione snapped at him, then stormed up the stairs to her room. Harry and Ron went back to talking and Shasmecka stole up the stairs to her room.

She walked in to see Hermione on her bed, listening to a CD. Shasmecka walked over to her and sat down beside her. Hermione looked up and sat up.

"Hi." Hermione said, taking off the head phones.

"Hi." Shasmecka said. "Do you want to know a secret?" she asked her. Hermione's eyebrows knitted together and her head tilted to the side.

"Ok." Hermione said uneasily. Shasmecka looked around and grabbed her hand. She played her music really loud and then pulled Hermione out onto the balcony.

"Can you keep this secret? You can't tell anyone. Not even the dead, and that would include your cat." Shasmecka said.

"Harry and Ron?" Hermione asked.

"Are they dead? No. Even worse, they're alive." Shasmecka said. Hermione frowned.

"Yes, I can keep the secret." Hermione said.

"Good. Hold onto your knickers." Shasmecka warned her. Hermione nodded. "I am the princess." She said. Hermione's mouth dropped open.

"What?!" she asked in a scream. Shasmecka put her hand over her mouth. 'Thank god it's Friday. Everyone is hanging out somewhere else' thought Shasmecka.

"I'm the Princess of Britain." Shasmecka repeated. Hermione's eyes got big and she took Shasmecka's hand off of her mouth.

"Are you lying to me?" she asked, looking her in the eyes.

"No. Let me show you something." Shasmecka said, walking into the room. She walked over to her bed and pulled out another big box. She set it on her bed and opened it up. Inside were numerous little boxes. She grabbed one and opened it up. Inside of it was a beautiful tiara decked in diamonds and one large sapphire tear drop dangling in the middle of her fore head.

She set it on the bed next to the box and reached in the box again. She pulled out a box bigger than the first one and opened it. Inside were a pair of white gloves that had her name embroidered in silver and diamonds. The whole time, Hermione just stared wide eyed.

Shasmecka opened another box that was bigger than all of the other ones and opened it. Inside were two glass slippers. They reminded Hermione of the ones Cinderella would wear. Shasmecka was pulling out another box, while setting the beautiful shoes on the bed.

"Now this one," she started, putting her hand on the lid of the and motioning for Hermione to come closer," is what will seal the deal on you believing me. There is only one of these in the world, which I am holding is this box."

"The King's Medallion?" Hermione asked. Shasmecka smiled and nodded. She opened the box to reveal the most beautiful piece of jewelry Hermione had ever seen. On the front of the medallion, someone had chiseled a lion that was rearing up. The outside was encrusted in diamonds and it was connected to a large golden chain. Hermione gaped at its handy work, and gasped at its beauty.

"I told you." Shasmecka said, closing the box and setting it in the box.

"I was some what skeptical of you at first. I just thought you were just playing along with Harry and Ron." Hermione said.

"What ever you do, don't tell them. They would probably freak out. Or worse! Tell someone." Shasmecka said.

"I won't tell a soul, Princess." Hermione said.

"Don't do that!" Shasmecka exclaimed.

"Do what?" Hermione asked.

"Call me Princess. I don't like it. Plus, someone might hear you." Shasmecka said.

"But you are the heir to the British throne. I have to call you Princess." Hermione explained.

"No, don't do that. You'll blow my cover. Plus, since I rule over you, you will listen to what I say." Shasmecka said.

"I guess. But why don't you want people to know who you are?" Hermione asked. Shasmecka was putting her stuff away.

"Because, then there would be endless noise and I would be pushed into that popular group of girls that will die a painful death once I come into office." Shasmecka half joked. Hermione smiled.

"Hey! I'm one those girls!" she said.

"I know, but you're my friend. You don't count." Shasmecka explained. Hermione nodded and Shasmecka finished putting stuff in the box and slipped it under the bed. "Just, please, teach me like a normal person. I don't want you to teach me different, I just can't handle my only friend acting weird because I am royal."

"OK. Anyway, do you ever get tired of people talking about Quidditch?" Hermione asked her.

"Yes. Gosh, whenever I pass by Ron and Harry, they are always talking about Quidditch. It is so annoying!" Shasmecka said. Hermione laughed, sitting on her bed, her new friend sitting beside her.