No sadly I don't own Harry Potter, he belongs to the wonderful J.K.

Rowling!!

This is my very first fanfic. So don't be to scared to tell me if it suxs.

But do please r&r!

Chapter one: Changing Houses

Hermione walked out of the Gryffindor common room fuming

at the words she just heard from her best friend Ginny Weasley.

Flashback:

Hermione walked in the common room with a huge grin on her face. She had just told off Pro. Snape and she swarming with happiness. She saw Ginny Weasley sitting on a couch in the Gryffindor common room. She made her way to Ginny and sat next to her.

"Hey Ginny," said Hermione.

"What do you want, you backstabbing, boyfriend stealing hoe!," Ginny snapped.

"Nothing when you're in this kind of mood and how am I a backstabbing, boyfriend stealing hoe?" Hermione asked.

"I hate you. I never want to see your face again and don't even think about going near Harry or my brothers thay don't want to talk to you either. Lets just put it this way. I'm not your friend anymore," Ginny said.

"You know what? I don't care. I don't need you or Harry or Ron all I need is myself and that's all, but when you need someone to be there for you don't come crying to me! Got it!"

"Loud and clear. Now get out. You disgust me."

With out an explanation, Hermione left with tears in her eyes.

End of Flashback.

Hermione made her way to the headmaster's office. She got to the gargoyle and said the password. She took the elevating stairs to the door and opened it.

There she found Prof. Dumbledore sitting in a chair behind his desk. She walked in and sat tin the plush purple chair in front of his desk.

"Professor Dumbledore," Hermione said. "I wanted to talk to you about switching houses."

"Why Ms. Granger. Aren't you happy in Gryffindor?"

"Yes, but there are other reasons to the matter that I can't discuss with you."

"Alright, but what house would you prefer."

"You're actually going to let me switch houses?!"

"Yes."

"Slytherin."

"Okay then, your wish is my command."

"Thank you so much!!"

She left his office and went back to Gryffindor Tower to pack her bags.

Hermione was 16 and in her 6th year at Howarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. She had grown out her hair. It was long and straight and no longer bushy. It was brown with crimson blonde highlights.

She had grown into her full body shape. She was 5'3". She had body curves in all the right places. Her eyes were dark brown. She had grown out of her beaver teeth and had straighter ones. She was beautiful and she knew it.

Hermione stopped at the portrait of the Fat Lady and said the password. She continued her way into the common room and made her way to the girls' dormitory. She walked up the steps and opened the door. There she found Ginny sitting on a bed.

"what do you want?", Ginny said.

Hermione didn't answer. She went on packing her stuff. She opened the wardrobe and pulled out her clothes and laid them in her trunk. When she was through. She walked back to the door opened it and walked out.