Hermione and Draco exited the compartment after their little 'talk'. They both tried to straighten their robes but no avail. Draco saw his friend Blaise Zabini walk toward them. "Hey Malfoy. How's it going? And who is this?" Hermione's long, newly straightened hair was covering the Gryffindor patch so Blaise didn't know. "Name's Mya. And I know what you're thinking. This chick is way too hot for school" she said confidently. Draco smirked at this. He had never heard her talk like this. It was amusing.

While all three talked, Neville Longbottom was on his way to his compartment. Hermione smiled and stuck out her ankle. Neville tripped over her ankle and fell on his face."Wow Longbottom. I knew you were a moron but does that mean you don't know how to walk straight" Hermione drawled. Neville stared at her. He saw Hermione. "Why are you being so mean? You were never mean to me before" Neville said. Hermione pushed past Blaise and Draco, similar to how Draco does it to Crabbe and Goyle. "Well before, I was a prissy, nerdy, quiet bookworm. Now I can say it like it is. So now find yourself a new potion flunky."

Fear was seen in Neville's eyes. He turned around and entered his compartment. Blaise eyed Hermione suspiciously. He moved her hair and saw the Gryffindor crest. "Damn girl. You Gryffindor and you'd to that to a fellow house mate" Blaise asked, shocked. Hermione and Draco smirked. Both looked identical. Soon the train came to a stop. Blaise, Draco and Hermione exited the train, leaving there stuff for their towers. The three just talked and laughed to the carriages. Ginny spotted Hermione and waved happily. "Hey, Hermione. You look great. What did you do?" The boy leered at the small Gryffindor. Hermione rolled her eyes at the child.

"I told your godforsaken brother to tell you. You will not talk to me, address me as Hermione, you will not look at me or act like we even knew the other existed" Hermione explained, turning her back on Ginny. Ginny just stayed rooted to her spot. Hermione and the guys found a carriage and seated themselves. "So Mya, what did you do over the summer" Blaise asked with interest. Draco looked interested as well. Mya told them about the kick out, the two "stabs in the back", and the apartment. Both looked like kindergartners who just heard a great 12 letter story and were about to say "Again, again."

Thankfully, they didn't. The thestrals soon came to a stop and they all climbed out. They entered the castle and then the great hall. The sorting hat sang his song and sorted all the first years. And just as McGonnagal picked up the hat, it bellowed, "Wait. I sense that someone in this room is not properly sorted. Bring me...Hermione Granger!" The whole hall went silent. Even Snape went pale. Hermione kept a straight face but inside she was jumping for joy.

Before she sat on the stool she put on a "protest." "Wait a minute. The sorting hat's sort is final. You can just re...re-sort me. Can you?" Professer McGonnagal nodded and seated Hermione. She put the hat on her head and the hat spoke. "This has never happened before. Seven years ago, you were a brave, smart and modest student. And now your just an ignorant, overly confident, mean, rude person. The complete opposite." "Can you just sort me before I get my sewing machine and turn you into a baseball cap" she threatened.

"Slytherin!" Hermione smirked and casually walked to the table. She sat next to Draco and Blaise and started talking to Pansy Parkinson. The whole Gryffindor table stared at Hermione. She noticed and sent all of them the finger. Pansy, Draco, Blaise and some other Slytherins that saw the gesture sniggered and cackled. She sent Harry and Ron glares. Parvati and Lavender were baffled. They were opening and closing their mouths like psycho fish.

Hermione said something to Pansy and she nodded. Pansy turned to face the two gaping girls. "Hey, Patil and Brown, choose either an open mouth or closed 'cause you're attracting flies." Crabbe and Goyle didn't really understand the joke but laughed anyway. Hermione looked at Draco. "Are you doing anything tonight" she whispered in his ear. He was about to say 'no' but Blaise cut in. "Mya, the Slytherins are gonna give you a little party tonight. Be prepared." She nodded. "The little was an understatement wasn't it" she asked Draco. "Oh yeah" he replied.

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"What happened to Hermione? She's all nasty now." Harry and Ron looked down at their plates and sat quietly. The entire table looked at them and all said "What did you do to her!"

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When dinner was over, the Slytherins all huddled around Hermione and lead her to the common room. "You're gonna have a great time! Slytherins know how to party" Draco said, smirking. Hermione laughed. Once she entered the common room, she took off her robe and held it in her arm. Now her muggle attire was completely visible. Including her tattoos. The tattoo of the serpent on the small of her back was being shown to every Slytherin behind her.

She sat down on the black leather couch and looked around. She was able to admit to herself that this common room was way better than the Gryffindor common room. Draco, Blaise and Pansy came and sat at the couches around her. "So, why the big change?" Pansy asked. Hermione didn't feel like explaining the entire story so she just said, "Scarhead and the Weasel made some mistakes and so did my parents. I'm just showing them a little thing called karma."

Pansy laughed at this. Draco whispered something in Hermione's ear that made Pansy stop laughing. She got up and sat next to Draco. "Um...Draco. Isn't there something you wanna tell me?" she asked, pouting. Draco looked at her and shook his head. "No. Nothing I haven't told you before." Pansy pouted bigger and crossed her arms.

Hermione heard a light cracking sound and music playing right after it. "Cool. They got the music playing" Draco said, looking around the ceiling. He looked over at Hermione and took her hand. "Dance with me" he said. Hermione obliged and stood up. The longer couches disappeared and the table in the middle was over to the side. Now, there was room to dance. Laughing at this new experience, Hermione danced with Draco in the middle of the common room.

She had never expected to be doing this at all in her life. Dancing with Draco Malfoy. The person whom she thought she hated. To be in Slytherin. That took the cake. Never in her wildest dreams have Hermione thought of doing any of this. "Hey, hey! We got something to really get this party started" Blaise yelled from standing on top of a couch. In his hands were two bottles that Hermione really couldn't identify. Although, whatever it was, the Slytherins seemed to like it. Everyone cheered and came around Blaise as he came down from the couch.

He went over to the table and poured the liquid into cups. He passed two to Draco and he went back to Hermione. Draco gave one of the cups to her. "Drink it. It's good." he said, sipping his own drink. Hermione looked down at the bronze colored drink. For a moment, she thought about turning it down. 'Wait! This isn't supposed to be Hermione Granger! It's supposed to be Mya. And Mya wouldn't turn down a drink. Even if it is her first one!' she thought.

Then, Hermione brought the cup to her lips and gulped down the drink. It surely tasted bitter-sweet. It sort of burned her throat going down. But she seemed to find herself asking Draco for another one.

He did so and before she knew it, Hermione and Draco were bother really drunk. Not knowing, and not caring that the rest of the sixth and seventh year students were too.

No sober Slytherin was in the sixth or seventh year. No Slytherin was sure when the party ended but they all had some serious hangovers in the morning.