Thanks to everyone who reviewed! I would also like to thank my friend Heather on whom the character "Heather" is based. Ok so I've had this next chapter in my head for quite a while and I really like, I hope you do. THE SHOW MUST GO ON...


Lunch couldn't have come quicker for Draco. He felt like a fish out of water at this school. His first class had been some kind of math, sure he could multiply, divide, add, and subtract but not much more than that. As some sort of placement test the professor had handed both Draco and Hermione a book and asked them to solve the first 20 problems. Hermione did fine understanding most of it, but Draco couldn't even read the problems let a lone solve them. Another class he had trouble in had been some muggle potions class. What had Hermione called it? Oh yeah, chemistry. Turns out it's just like potions, you have to been exact in what you do no adding random things to see what happens. Trust Draco he learned the hard way. But the worst class by far had been the one where a very muscular, 5 foot tall woman with drawn on eyebrows had made him run laps. Smacking him with a stick whenever she felt he was slacking.

"Hey Draco over here!" Heather's blue eyes lit up with excitement as she called him over. Draco made his way over to her, leaving Hermione standing alone feeling extremely stupid.

"Oooooh pity, he was cute too." Hermione turned around to find a group of people sitting behind her. The group was made up of 3 girls and 2 boys. Two of the girls had the same short black bob and big brown eyes. Hermione could tell just by looking at them they were twins. A girl with strawberry blonde hair staring out into space was sitting next to them. There was something oddly familiar about her striking blue eyes. Hermione did a double take as she looked at one of the boys. He looks just like Harry! Well minus the scar and glasses. She instantly liked the stranger. The other guy had bleached blonde hair that stood up in impossibly tall spikes.

"I totally agree," one of the sisters turned to the other "he was a perfect 10." Turning back to Hermione she added "We were rooting for you."

Hermione was confused, "Rooting for me?"

They ignored her and continued as if she couldn't here them. It was the boy with the spikes who spoke next. "She didn't stand a chance against Heather."

"What are you saying she isn't pretty enough? I mean ok her hair could use some work as could her wardrobe. And it wouldn't hurt her to wear some more make up. Also-"

"Lilac cut it out." The Harry look alike said, smiling at Hermione. She returned the smile grateful that someone had stopped the verbal abuse.

"What?" Lilac asked defensively. "All in the world I said was-"

"We get the point, she's not as pretty as Heather." Her sister now addressed Hermione, "But don't feel too bad Heather gets any guy she wants. It's that perfect blonde hair and that I-really-do-care attitude."

"Yeah but she didn't have to just take him away like that." Lilac said pointing with a disgusted look on her face to where Draco and Heather were now sitting.

Hermione sighed, "She can have him I really don't care."

They all looked shocked at her; even the strawberry blonde who Hermione had thought wasn't paying any attention. Lilac was the first to recover her voice, "You mean you're not mad?"

"No, why would I be."

"Because she just stole your boyfriend."

Hermione snorted. "Boyfriend?" She laughed they all looked even more confused than before. "Draco is not my boyfriend. He's my brother." Comprehension dawned on all their faces.

"In that case," Harry's twin stood up and reached out a hand to Hermione "I'm Christopher but you can call me Chris." She shook his hand.

"I'm Hermione."

"Wow your parents are really into funny names aren't they?" Lilac's sister said. "Imagine naming your children Draco and Hermione. Either they're freaks, no offense, or the have a very sad sense of humor."

"You'll have to excuse Violet; she can be a little rude sometimes as can Lilac." The blonde boy handed her a hand just as Chris had done, "The name's Oliver. And that," she nodded to the girl who hadn't spoken once since Hermione had arrived. "is Rembrandt."

"Oliver, how many times do I have to tell you that if you call me that I'm gonna rip out one of those spikes?"

"Until you actually do."

"If you don't mind me asking, if we're not supposed to call you Rembrandt," the girl narrowed her eyes at Hermione, "than what are we supposed to call you?"

"Remy."

"In that case, it's a pleasure to meet you Remy." Hermione said as politely as she could.

"Pleasure's all mine," she said sarcastically while rolling her eyes.

"Don't mind Remy, she's bittersweet." Oliver smiled and continued, "An acquired taste. And she's not always this bad she's just in a really bad mood." Violet and Lilac giggled as if they knew something the others didn't.

"Why?"

"She only 98 on English quiz." Chris struggled to suppress a laugh. The others had given up and were completely in fits of laughter.

Hermione gave Remy a sympathetic look, "Let me guess. You studied all night, looked over every possible note you could think of, and then there was a question that you just hadn't expected to be on the quiz. Am I right?"

Remy nodded slowly. "How'd you know?"

"Call it experience."

Lilac groaned, "Please tell me you are not a study freak. I mean one is enough I don't think I could take two."

"Do you know how much she," Violet jabbed a finger at Remy "makes us study. It's ridiculous!"

"It's ridiculous that I want you guys to do well in school?" Remy asked outraged. "If it's so ridiculous then I'll just stop helping you guys all together." That shut them up.

Oliver looked her over, "You wouldn't dare."

"Try me." Hermione felt a little out of place. She hated it when people argued especially when she didn't know them very well.

"Um, so what's your next class?" When in doubt talk about school, that was Hermione's motto.

"Well me, Violet, and Oliver have English." Lilac pointed to the aforementioned people.

"And Remy and I have social studies."

Hermione smiled "I think I have social studies as well. Let me look." She started searching her pockets: nothing. Oh no where is the schedule? Her smile faded.

"Is something wrong?"

"Uh yeah, I have to go talk to Ma-Draco."

Remy could see Hermione's discomfort. "We'll go with you."

"Thanks." They all made their way over to where Heather was feeding Draco a grape. Ugh. "Um, Draco?"

Heather looked over her shoulder and instantly her cheery disposition was gone. "Ignore them and they'll go away." She whispered to Draco. He nodded.

"Draco do you have the schedule?" Hermione asked timidly. He stared down at the table and ignored her, that is until Remy came up and smacked him across the back of the head. Hard. So hard in fact he smashed into the table.

"SHIT!" he cried out and grabbed his nose which unfortunately didn't look broken.

"Go away, Rembrandt." Heather obviously knew Remy didn't like being called Rembrandt. Remy leapt forward and it took both Oliver and Chris to restrain her. She called Heather many names before the guys had successfully pulled her away. Violet and Lilac stepped up on either side of Hermione.

"Sod off Heather."

"Well if it isn't the school prostitutes. Tell me girl what's the price up to these days?" She asked with forged innocence. Before either girl could react Draco handed Hermione the item she had come for.

"Thanks." She said and with that the three girls left to find the others.


Well we are finally seeing "the other side" of Heather. REVIEW! And hopefully the next chapter will be up soon.