Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot itself. The characters, the settings, all of that belongs to JK Rowling.

I rated this "M" because there will be references to violence and whatnot later in the story. However, I think "M" is a bit strong for this, but "T" may be a tad weak, so "M" it is.

This was originally posted about a year or so ago, but things happened and it got erased, so here it is again with some changes in the later chapter. Enjoy.


Prologue

I know that everyone sees me as this unbearable know-it-all. They all see me as the girl with all the answers, but they don't understand. They don't understand why I am the way I am, why I care so much about my grades and about not getting suspended. They don't know what I was like before I came to Hogwarts – they don't see this other, darker side of me that still exists. I've tried to hide it, to kill it. I've tried to let go of it, tried to leave it in the past, and for years, I've succeeded. I've matured – a lot. I've grown-up and am now happy. I have three best friends – three people that I can trust my life to – Harry, Ron, and Ginny. Harry, Ron and I have been friends since the troll incident our first year. We've been nicknamed the "Golden Trio" because of all the trouble that seems to find us – and the little amount of trouble we seem to get into with the Professors. Ginny is a year below us and while we've been friendly, we didn't really become friends until she started to date Harry last year. Now, she's become the person that I go to when I need to talk about stuff that Harry and Ron wouldn't understand, but with this new school year, with my becoming Head-Girl, everything's changed. There's stuff in my past that keeps coming back to haunt me – stuff that I used to do, ways I used to behave, stuff that Ginny and the guys know nothing about. I've never told them, I've never felt the need to, but I might have to. Why can't I just let the past go?