a/n: This is my first fanfic so go easy on me I would appreciate any criticism you are willing to give me. And, I am acting as though the 6th year of Harry Potter does not exist; they skip right from the fifth year to the seventh.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything...

Summary: Hermione, Harry and Ron are back at Hogwarts but, there are a few changes. For one Hermione is Head Girl, and does not live in the Gryffindor House anymore. She lives in a house that is just her's and the head boy's, who happens to be none other than Draco Malfoy. One day near the beginning of the semester Hermione finds something lying on the common room floor. Does this object have something to do with the way Draco has been acting? will it change the lives of who ever else finds it? or will it just be a cool brooch that Hermione hooks her cloak together with?


Chapter One: Grimmauld Place

"Hermione!" yelled Ms. Granger, "You must get up! The Weasley's will be here in an hour!"

Hermione groaned and rolled over in bed to look at her mother standing at the doorway of her light pink bedroom. It took her a minute to realize what her mother had said, but when she did…

"An hour! I thought you said you would wake me up so I would have at least two!" Hermione complained to her mother.

"I tried, but you wouldn't wake up." Ms. Granger said with an air in her voice, she turned and left Hermione alone.

Hermione climbed out of bed and put her feet onto the cold hardwood floor. She shivered and started to get ready. In about twenty minutes Hermione was down stairs, showered, dressed and beginning to eat breakfast.

After she ate her scrambled eggs, toast and orange juice, Hermione headed back up-stairs to her bedroom to make sure she had everything packed. She pulled her trunk out of her closet and opened it. Inside she found her school books, her school robes, her wand, and a few other random objects that she would need. Along with her school supplies she also had some muggle clothes, her shampoos, and her various other skin care products and beauty supplies. After examining everything in the trunk, at least twice, she realized what she was missing. She hurried to her bed side table, found her spare quills, ink and parchment and carefully placed them into her trunk.

"Hermione!" her mother yelled again, "Did you pack the robes and socks that I washed last night?"

"Yeah, I grabbed those last night," she replied. She looked back at her trunk, finally decided that she had everything she needed, closed it, and went downstairs.

When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she heard a loud bump and a scream that she sounded like her mothers. She ran into the living room and saw just what she was hoping to find.

"Mr. Weasley! How are you?" Ms. Granger said

"Oh, I'm doing just fine, and yourself?" Mr. Weasley said as he took out a small brush and started brushing the soot from the fire place off of his badly chosen muggle clothes. A moment later there was another bump, and Ron Weasley had fallen out of the lit fireplace covered in soot, like his father. Ron was a tall gangly boy, who had bright red hair like his father. Mr. Weasley handed Ron the brush.

"Ron! Oh, I'm so happy to see you!" Hermione said as she half ran over to him to hug him and decided to shake his hand instead.

"Hey, Hermione!" he said blushing slightly and started to brush the soot off his own muggle clothing.

"Is anyone else coming?" Hermione wondered

"No, my mum is busy cleaning another room, and she wanted Ginny to stay behind and help her. Fred and George are busy with their store; it has become very popular in Diagon Ally." Ron said with a small smirk on his face. Ron knew Hermione disapproved of Fred and George's choice of dropping out of school and starting their own joke shop, but it is what they were always best at.

"Alright," said Hermione shrugging

"Mr. Granger!" Mr. Weasley said just as Mr. Granger walked into the room, "now, I have a question for you, how does the VeleTition work?" Mr. Weasley always has questions for anyone who knows about muggles and since Mr. and Mrs. Granger are muggles they are his favorite people to talk to.

Everyone visited over a cup of tea, sitting in the living room of the Granger house, when Ron reminded his dad that they needed to be getting back.

"Ah, yes, I suppose we should get back. Hermione, do you have your trunk?

"Yes, it's up in my room" she replied. Hermione and Ron went up into her room and brought her trunk into the living room. They all said there good-byes and one by one Ron, Hermione and Mr. Weasley (with Hermione's trunk) stepped into the fireplace and disappeared.

Ron, Hermione and Mr. Weasley reappeared in a large kitchen. There was a giant hardwood table that could sit at least sixteen people comfortably, and at that table sat a man; he had greasy black hair, pale skin and black robes, which partially covered his face.

"Hello Severus." Mr. Weasley said in a dull and annoyed voice.

"Weasley." Professor Snap said in a brisk and somber voice.

"What are you doing here?"

"It is not much of your business to know what I am doing here, but if you must know I am waiting for Mundungus, I must speak with him.

"I don't believe he is supposed to be here until dinner," said Mr. Weasley, "that should be around six." Mr. Weasley walked out of the room.

"Hello Professor Snap" Hermione said and both Ron and Hermione followed Mr. Weasley out of the room.

Mr. Weasley magically brought Hermione's trunk up to Hermione's and Ginny's room. Hermione noticed the musty, cool, familiar smell of this room, where she had spent the last summer. She decided to check once more that there was nothing else that she was missing, when she realized she left a shirt she meant to bring at her house. She got her quill, ink and a small piece of parchment out of her trunk, sat down and wrote a letter to her parents about the shirt. Moments after she finished writing her letter Ginny came running into the room holding four letters.

"Hi Ginny," Hermione said.

"Hey, Hermione," said Ginny, "I've been waiting for you to come! Mum finally let me take a break from cleaning the room, or more like the attic, to come say hi."

"What do you have there?" Hermione asked as Ron walked into the room.

"Oh, it's our letters from school! We have Harry's too, he must be almost here!" said Ginny throwing Hermione and Ron their letters.

"Dad sent Tonks, Mad-Eye and Lupin to go get Harry, there flying here again." Said Ron

"Oh, he's coming today too?" Hermione said as she ripped open the letter.

"Yep"

The room was silent for a moment as they all read there letters.

Dear Hermione Granger, hers read,

We are Proud to say that you are entering your seventh and final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Inside you will see a list of any new books and other supplies you may need for your seventh year. Semester starts September First. The train will leave Kings Cross at 11:00am sharp. We look forward to seeing you then.

Minerva McGonagall (Deputy Headmistress)

After reading her letter, Hermione gave a small scream.

"What's up?" Ron asked Hermione, but his question was answered before he even finished it. Hermione was holding a golden badge that had the Hogwarts crest and the letters HG over it.

"Hermione's Head Girl!" Ginny yelled

"What's going on?" asked Mrs. Weasley as she walked into the room. "Oh! Hermione, Head Girl!" Mrs. Weasley said as she gave her a big hug, "We are all so proud of you!" Just then they heard screaming from downstairs in the hallway ("Mudbloods! Traitors, Half-Bloods, Mutants!..."). "Oh, when will they ever learn!" Mrs. Weasley said, "They must stop making so much noise in that hall!" Mrs. Weasley hurried out of the room to go quite the portrait of Sirius Black's mother.

"That's cool, Head Girl." Ron said, "Who would have thought," He said teasingly. Hermione was top in every class and she is, as many people have told her, the brightest which of her age.

A moment later, they heard someone coming up the stairs; they all rushed out of the room to meet Harry Potter. Harry has messy black hair, he is a little shorter than Ron, and he has a lightening scar on his forehead.

"Hey, guys" Harry said solemnly, and he dragged his trunk and Hedwig's cage up the last couple of stairs.

"Here, I'll help you with that" Ron offered. Harry and Ron carried his trunk and Hedwig's cage to the foot of Harry's bed, the girls followed. Harry then laid on his bed, not speaking a word to anyone. Ron, Hermione and Ginny looked at each other, by the look on their faces; there worst fear had just come true.


a/n: so...what do you think?...love it?...like it?...hate it?...despise it?