Summary: It wasn't fair. One of her best friends had given up everything to protect the wizarding world. Even the most hated Professor in the school was a spy. All in the hopes of riding them of a madman. Forbidden to interfere. She could do nothing but watch as the rest of their world simply waited for a young teenager to take care of everyone's problems.

Disclaimer: Not mine unfortunately…I just enjoy playing with them and making my own little world away from real life.

Warnings: WIP, basically whatever my poor brain comes up with at the time. Does not follow the books.

Notes: Beta is no other than (gryfferin666). Thanks for all your help.

Chapter Two

Puzzled, Ginny nodded and stood up. Put her fingers to her lips, and whistled loud enough that everyone stopped what they were doing and looked. "Thanks Gin." She smiled and started to address the room. "Could I have everyone's attention please?" She paused making sure they were all looking. Satisfied she continued. "Thank you. Don't worry I'm not here to lecture." Everyone sighed. "Actually I have a surprise for all of you. How would you like to liven this party up a bit?" she asked.

Neville, who was standing next to her looked at her and said. "Hermione are you alright?"

She just laughed and shook her head. "I'm fine guys, honestly. I've just been playing with some music and stuff since last year. Last summer I even played at a few clubs just for fun. Thought it might give me some free practice you know." She took a deep breath and asked. "I just wondered if maybe you guys wanted me to play some for you? Do you like music videos? I do mostly muggle music and videos but I think you will like them. All I am going to do for tonight though is maybe sing for you, after all I don't want the whole castle to hear us."

Harry walked over to her and patted her on the back. "Well, what are you waiting for then girl, lets see." said Harry.

She waved her wand and additional seating appeared. She had almost forgotten to use it. If she was going to pull this off then she couldn't forget in front of anyone. "Very well then, everyone take a seat." Walking to the other side of the room she stopped were everyone could see her. Waving her wand her appearance changed. Now she looked like a totally different person. Her hair now a deep golden blonde and was falling in ringlets down to her waist. Her outfit had changed from her school robes to a red silk blouse, black form fitting pants and black leather ankle boots. She waved her wand again and a stage appeared complete with instruments. Everyone gasped but went to sit down. She stepped onto the stage and stood behind the microphone. She smiled and laughed. "See sometimes it does pay to study your charms and spells." Everyone laughed the shock of seeing her change wearing off a little.

"Now I know most of you have never heard this song before unless you listen to muggle music, but I think you'll like it. It's called Superstitions. I use to sing it at the clubs I told you about all the time."

Waving her wand a final time she started to sing. At first everyone's mouth simply dropped. Then everyone started whistling and clapping. Yelling and screaming for more.

Ginny ran up to her as soon as she was finished. "Hermione where did you learn to move like that?"

"I'll fill you in later Ginny, let me put my face back on. So to speak." She waved her wand and her appearance changed back to what it normally was, while the stage and the instruments disappeared.

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Professor Snape was on his way back to the castle after taking a walk around the lake. He needed some peace and quiet after dealing with the dunderheads all week. After years of dealing with the Dark Lord and them, he suffered from insomnia quite frequently. The thing that troubled him the most though was Miss Granger. Not that he would admit it to anyone. She had a sadness about her since her parents death. But he had a feeling there was more to it than just that. She had grown up. It was evident in the way she carried herself. A quiet maturity that he had noticed when she returned for her seventh year. Then with her parents death later it seems as if she was finally content with herself. Not needing the approval or input of others. He couldn't quit put his finger on it, but there was something else there, he was sure of it. Might as well get my rounds over with he thought as he entered the castle. Then I can go back to my chambers and relax.

He was nearing the Gryffindor common rooms when he heard the loud music coming from inside. He stopped just outside the door listening to the beautiful female voice singing inside. As he muttered the password and entered he was thinking of all the points he could deduct from Gryffindor. He stopped short behind the students who all had their backs to him. Everyone was yelling so loud he doubted they would hear him anyway. Before he could move he watched as Ginny Weasley ran up to her and was talking to her about something. He couldn't hear what she said with the volume in the room. The woman that had been singing waved her wand and suddenly her appearance changed and the stage and instruments disappeared. Standing in her place was none other than Hermione Granger. Hiding his shock he quickly strode up to where she was standing and yelled. "Everyone to their rooms NOW!" They all ran as fast as they could to get out of his way. "Miss Granger I will expect to see you in the Headmasters office at nine o'clock in the morning. If you know what's good for you don't be late." he snarled. "Yes sir." she replied as he exited the common rooms not even waiting for her to answer. "Well," she thought to herself. "looks like I'll be talking to the Headmaster sooner than expected." Shaking her head she made her way up to bed.

Needless to say Professor Snape wasn't too happy when he got all the way back to his rooms. He had just sat down to relax. Remembering the forgotten house points he was enraged. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" He roared as he flung the Firewhisky he had just poured. Watching in satisfaction as the glass struck the mantle and shattered. His satisfaction however was short lived. Some of the shards of glass embedded themselves in his legs. Pulling out his wand and getting rid of the glass he stomped off to bed. "Damn Gryffindors."