Hermione

I made my way over to the Slythrin table, ignoring the death glares I got from the students. I sat down as close as I could get to a blonde haired young man, surprised how much room was on this side of the table. The first and second years took up most of the space on the other side. I could see Harry from where I was sitting, he looked a little mad, or confused.

"Your a Potter?" I glanced at the blonde haired boy next to me when he spoke up. I nodded, slightly taken about by his almost silver eyes. "Why would the hat put you in Slythrin?"

"Um, I don't know." I lied.

He glared at me and then gave me a smirk, "It chose wrong, your life is going to be hell."

We all looked up when the giant doors opened up, I noticed Snape and a huge man walk into the room. Snape wearing his usual sneer and black attire. The man was close to three feet taller than Snape, had a long shaggy beard, matching the hair on his head. Snape turned his attention to the Gryffindor table for a moment, and then to the others until he finally landed on Slythrin. His eyes met mine and he frowned, obviously confused.

"Why are you starting school so late? Are you Potter's long lost cousin?"

I chewed my bottom lip, unsure of how to answer. Luckily I was saved when Dumbledore once again stood up. "Students, enjoy the feast." Suddenly food appeared on all the tables. I flinched slightly when I felt the blonde boy's arm graze mine earning a frown from the boy.

"Just so you know, Snape is the head of this house; and he hates Potters more than I do."

"I know." I replied, sneaking a glance at said man, noticing him conversing with Dumbledore.

"Draco, stop hogging the new meat!" A dark skinned boy laughed, walking up to us."Blaise Zabini." He held his hand out, when I didn't reach out to take it he let it fall limply to his side.

"Hermione."

Blaise leaned in close to whisper into my ear. "I know you are, Hermione. If you were smart, you wouldn't tell Draco."

I looked over at the blonde boy who I learned was Draco. "Right." I turned back to the food and put a few items onto my plate, ignoring the numerous glares.

At the end of the feast I followed the rest of the Slytrhins, but stopped when I saw Harry running towards me. He gave me a sympathetic look and gave me a quick hug. "I'm sorry Hermione. That's awful."

I shrugged. "Maybe I can change it?" I asked hopefully.

"It's doubtful." Harry frowned.

"Is it okay if we tell people I'm your cousin?" I asked. "I think it might go over a little better if the Slythrin's think that."

"If it will make it easier for you, sure." I'll make sure to let Dumbledore know."

"Why does he need to know?"

"He is the Headmaster, Hermione. He will have to let the other professors know."

"Miss. Potter, it is time to go back to the dormitories." Snape appeared behind us, making him jump slightly.

"Sorry Professor." Harry answered. "I was just trying to comfort Hermione."

"She is old enough to handle this Potter, she doesn't need you to hold her hand." He sneered.

I gave Harry a smile. "It's okay Harry. I will see you later." He nodded and left with the red heads.

"Hermione, would you like me to escort you?" Snape asked after Harry was out of sight.

"That would be great, the Slythrins don't like me all that much." I answered with a small smile. Snape led the way to where the dungeons were located. Of course, snakes got the coldest place in the castle.

"Only because of your last name." Snape said, he almost sounded sorry. "Why would the hat put you in here, I wonder?"

I could feel my face warm up in embarrassment. "I don't know. It said I would be excellent in any house."

If Snape saw my face he chose to ignore it. "Did you ask to be placed here?"

"No, I asked to be in Gryffindor."

Snape put a finger to his chin, in thought. "Maybe it knows something we don't?"

I shrugged. "Maybe."

We stopped in front of a stone wall, paintings lined the walls just like the rest of the castle. This one was of a young man with light brown hair and was trying different spells.

"This is the young Salazar Slythrin. This is the entrance to the dormitory, and the password is Pure-blood." Suddenly the stone moved over, making a sizable hole in the wall. Snape pushed me forward, and I entered the room. It was decorated in green and black, with a huge couch and two large fluffy chairs in front of the fireplace. Desks and tables were sporadically placed through out the room.

"This is the common room." Snape explained as if it should be obvious. "Most of the students hang out in here, as you can tell. The girl's dorm is up the stairs and to the right, there should be a sign on the door that says Sixth Year, make sure you go in the one that has a B on it." I nodded, letting him know I understood.

Draco and Blaise came wandering over to us. "Snape, you seem to have pulled the short straw." Draco laughed.

Snape narrowed his eyes at the blonde. "Show some respect Draco. As head of this house, it is my duty to make sure all of the students are welcomed."

"Isn't that the prefect's job?" Blaise asked.

"It is, but do you see him around anywhere?" Snape growled, making me flinch. "If I had not happened by the poor girl would have been lost."

Draco lifted his eyebrows in surprise. "You realize she's a Potter right?"

I heard Snape curse under his breath. "Yes I am aware you fool. She was placed in Slythrin for a reason. Do you know what that is?" He asked the boys who shook their heads quickly. "It means, she is best suited here and no where else."

Draco eyed me up and down skeptically. "She doesn't look all that great."

"Draco." Snape growled again. "Go go Daphne to show her to her room please."

"Can't you do it?" Draco whined, when Snape kept glaring at him he scooted off.

"Sorry Hermione." Snape whispered. "They are all dunderheads." I chuckled at the insult.

"It's okay Professor. I am not here to make friends." I shrugged. "I am here to learn."

"It will get quite lonely Hermione."

"I'll just seek out Harry, or you." I grinned and then I was dragged away. I yelped and looked at the person dragging me. She was slightly taller than me, with black hair.

"Your a jumpy little thing, aren't you?" She turned her head to smirk at me. Her blue eyes stood out on her pale complexion.

"Sorry. I'm Hermione."

"I know. I am sorry I wasn't there to help you here." She shrugged, making me think she wasn't all that sorry. "I got pulled away. You and the bat seem pretty close."

"The bat?" I asked, confused.

"Snape." She grinned at me. "He doesn't like anybody except Draco Bloody Malfoy." She dragged me up the stairs and into a long corridor. We stopped in front of a room that read Sixth Year A

"Umm.. Daphne?" She looked at me. "I'm supposed to be in B."

"Nonsense. You have got an in with the Potions Professor. You belong in this room." She beamed at me. She opened the door. "Ladies, this is Hermione. She will be staying in our room."

A pug like faced girl glared at me. "Daph, have you gone mental?"

"Suck it up Parkinson. She has this special relationship with Snape." She winked at me and I blushed crimson at what she was implying.

"Lucky!" A brown haired girl, with freckles spanning her face giggled. "Snape is pretty hot for an old guy."

Daphne laughed. "He's not that old Mel."

"She can have who ever the hell she wants, as long as it's not Draco." Parkinson growled.

"Who would want that spoiled brat?" Daphne wrinkled her nose. "All he's got going for him is his money." The girls all laughed. Daphne pointed to a bed at the far corner of the room. "That one is yours."

"Thanks." I muttered, still embarrassed by the conversation. I noticed my trunk already on the bed and smiled at the joys of magic.

"Come down to the common room once your done unpacking. I'll introduce to all the must knows." I nodded and suddenly I was the only one in the room.

"I am so screwed." I grumbled.

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Harry

"Isn't there anything we can do?" I asked. I'd gone up to Dumbledore's office as soon as I finished unpacking my trunk.

"I'm sorry Harry. The hat believes the best choice for Hermione is Slythrin." Dumbledore smiled.

"You're the Headmaster, can't you like veto the hat?" I asked, frustrated.

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled behind his half moon spectacles. "I understand your frustration Harry, but I have asked Severus to keep an eye on her."

"You asked Snape of all people?" I roared. "You know how much he hates me."

"He seems to get along with your sister just fine." Dumbledore replied. "He has even praised her."

I sighed, realizing I wasn't going to get anywhere. "Fine. Another thing Professor. Hermione doesn't want the Slythrin's to know she's my sister."

"Ooo, a plot twist." Dumbledore cried gleefully. I stared at him incredulously and he cleared his throat. "What does she wish to be then?"

"She wants us to be cousins." I answered slowly, still not sure what to make of a giddy Dumbledore.

"Very well." Dumbledore nodded. "I will make sure the professors know before classes start."

"Is Hermione in any of my classes?"

"Hmm, I think you have Transfiguration, Care of Magical Creatures and Defense with her."

"That's it?" I asked surprised.

"I think she is also taking Herbology, but I could be wrong."

"Thank you Professor. Good night." I nodded to him and left the room.

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Snape

"What news do you bring me, Severus?" I looked up at the man who spoke and instantly cleared my mind of Hermione.

"It seems age has finally caught up to Dumbledore." I replied. "Seems his life has been shortened."

"How?" The man asked gleefully.

"I am not sure my Lord, but I have found out he has at most two years left."

Lord Voldemort narrowed his already tiny eyes, making it look like he was squinting to read something. "Draco still wants to join, does he not?" I nodded. "Good, I know the perfect task for the boy. I would like you to assist him Severus." I nodded again. "Your dismissed."

I left the room as quickly as possible, swallowing the lump in my throat as soon as I was clear. I went through the floo back to my private chambers. I collapsed onto the chair, sighing in relief. He hasn't found out about Hermione, and if I have anything to do with it, he will never find out about her.

He couldn't quite figure out his slight attraction to the girl. Was it because she was her daughter, or was it because she thought the same way he did? He shook his head, trying to get rid of the thoughts of the young woman who has been haunting his thoughts since he first saw her.

"That woman is going to be the death of me." I growled.

A/N: Here is another chapter. Its a little on the short side, but I figured I should get all the awkwardness out of the way. And we even got to see a little glimpse of what Snape was thinking. Ahh, Snape. He's like number two on the guys I wanna date from HP. Haha. Anyway, hope you enjoy. And as always please review, I would love to hear your thoughts. Until next time…

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