Just to let you know my story won't bf fully committed to the book or movie, it will have bits of my own imagination.

Two days later

Being a prefect had it's privileges, you got a room all to yourself with no one suddenly barging into your room. Hermione sat on her bed, doing her homework all alone in her perfect little room... big room. Doing them in the common room had turned out to be difficult, not the actual work of course but the people who were there. All she could see was Ron and Lavender snogging twenty four/seven, it was really disgusting as they would never stop. He had his up her shirt too and nobody seemed to notice which made things worse. They seemed to be perfectly fine with having them snogging in the middle of the common room in front of first years! Hermione just couldn't believe it, the other day, she had thought that she saw two first years kissing under the table she was working on, it was revolting. She wondered why the teachers never came to check the room when they snogged, they always got away.

Finishing her last sentence to her ten page long essay for Professor Snape, she sighed. Her life was a bitch, a real mean bitch. She did everything a girl had to do to be good and still life was so cruel to her. It seemed that all the girls we went against everything got what they wanted, Lavender was a perfect example of one.

She took a couple of books out from under her bed began to read a book about Vampires. It was for her History of Magic class. They were on Vampires this term and she thought that learning about it first would do her good so she wouldn't have to work as hard as the others during class.

The sudden abrupt noise of squawking, hooting and pecking, surprised Hermione, causing her to drop her book. She got herself off of her bed and walked towards her window to see what was making such a noise. She saw two owls, attacking each other to be the first to enter her room. She laughed. "Merlin! Calm down you two! You won't solve anything by attacking each other!"

The two owls had somehow managed to fly into the room together and both eagerly looked at Hermione, begging her to pick itself first

She didn't recognise any of the owls who had come to her though one of them smelled familiar. The eagle owl on her right had a slight smell of rain and autumn leaves, exactly how Viktor smelled like. "Sorry," she told the tawny owl, as she untied the parchment on the eagle owl's feet. "My brother's owl always comes first."

She untied the string that held the parchment together and started to read.

Dear Hermione,

Hey, I'll just get straight to the point.

Are you all right? The stone was black today- I'm sure it will be a different colour by the time you get my owl, at least I hope so. If the stone's black it means your heart is broken. Has someone hurt you? I'll kill the bitch or bastard who hurt you. Give me the name and I'll break the neck in the most slowest and painfullest way possible.

*sighs deeply*

I have a feeling I know who hurt you- Please don't tell me it's Ron, the idiot. I told you he was a thick headed idiot, never gets things right. Has he gone off and shagged some girl in your face? I'll tear his limbs apart for you when I come over to Hogwarts for a visit. Dumbledore granted me permission to visit you anytime I want. Cool eh?

By the way, Fleur is going to visit Hogwarts in a couple of days, this Professor invited her to a Christmas party, shall I come too? He has asked me to come though I don't see a point to. I don't want my legion of fans to stalk me again. I still have nightmares.

Write back.

Viktor

Hermione sighed, he always worried for her. She was surprised to find that the colour of the stone of Viktor's necklace had been black, it was a frightening shade after all. She got the parchment off of the tawny owl and started to read.

Dear Miss Granger,

I have found you to be an extraordinary witch with the capability of becoming one of the best the whole entire world as ever come to known. I am having a Christmas Party on Christmas day and was wondering if you would like to come.

Just to let you know, only the exceptional and the best are invited. Please keep in mind that you are to bring a date, not that it would be hard for you to find one.

Yours sincerely,
Professor Slughorn

Hermione sighed again. So it's Professor Slughorn who invited Fleur and Viktor... An idea suddenly clicked in her head as she thought about who to bring as her date. She knew practically all the boys that Ron hated so she could choose from any of them. She frowned. She was sounding so bitchy and slutty and was getting pretty low, but still, she wanted her revenge on Ron for hurting her.

She conjured two pieces of parchments and started to write.

Dear Viktor,

I'm all right, feeling better now that you have comforted me in some way. I wouldn't mind you tearing Ron's limbs though I'm afraid that you'll go to Azkaban for it. I don't want you to go to prison because of me, so no- though I would love it if you did so.

I have been invited to the same party as you have I believe. Does Professor Slughorn sound familiar? I'm glad to hear Fleur is coming too, all the better. She has gotten much more prettier mind you, not that she was never pretty. I was wondering if you have any feelings for her? Because if you do, you can still get her you know, I heard through Ginny that Fleur was starting to have fights with Bill.

Good luck with Quidditch.

Lots of love,
Hermione

..

Dear Professor Slughorn,

I would be absolutely delighted to be invited to such a party you are holding. I feel very honored at the moment as you believe me to be an extraordinary student. But I believe that you are overestimating my abilities. I am sure that there are students way better than me at school, though I have to quite agree with you, I do believe I am better than most students in my year group.

Yours sincerely,
Hermione Granger

One hour later

Hermione entered her History of Magic class and frowned. Her eyes landed on where the seat should have been empty. Instead of being empty, she found Lavender seated perfectly on the chair.

Ever since Ron had started dating Lavender, it seemed that Hermione had been forgotten and replaced with her. Lavender always sat where she used to sit and it seemed that Harry had nothing against it, so much for her always being there for him, boys always sided with boys.

She found Zacharias sitting in the corner of the classroom alone and decided to sit next to him as she was sure nobody wanted to sit with him. Both of them were complete loners with no friends. life was cruel. "Hi Smith," she whispered as she settled herself onto her 'new' seat.

He turned his head around and smiled at her, though with a slight look of surprise. "Hey, nice to see you bright and shining today." he said, shuffling his parchment and ink closer to him to give her stuff space. "Call me Zacharius, I'd prefer it if you would."

She smiled at him. "Sure, Nice to see you too."

"Everyone turn to page six hundred and sixty six and read the page," Professor Binns said monotonously as soon as he appeared out of nowhere.

Hermione gasped as well as most of the students. The number that the Professor had said was not a very popular number. There were many beliefs that the three numbers were very unlucky, muggles associated it with the devil whilst wizards and witches did not. But many wizards and witches believed the number was cursed as it was Voldemort's favourite number.

"Well, start reading," Professor Binns continued, with his unvaried tone. "I am expecting an essay out of this. At least two pages. Anyone know what the essay is on?"

Hermione raised her hand up. "Vampires, sir."

Professor Binns nodded. "Good. Five point to Gryffindor. Now start working."

Hermione had already read loads of facts on Vampires so she really didn't need to read the page. She had already known what they were going to do for the day so she didn't really need to work as hard as she normally did. Zooming through the sentences the book had, she realised that she already knew most of it as she had read about it an hour ago.

"Hey," Zacharias said, looking at her from the corner of his eye as he held his book.

"What?" she said, putting her book down.

"Have you seen Cedric?" he asked.

Hermione felt her heart drop and squeeze itself tightly. The question had been unexpected and had to be about Cedric, he had been nice to her. "I thought he was-"

"-Dead? He isn't." Zacharias interrupted, though trying to keep his conceited voice hidden, he seemed to be trying to be nice to her. "I met yesterday while at Hogsmead-" He leaned in closer to her so that his mouth was right next to her ears. "Don't tell any one this- He's alive and a vampire."

Hermione turned her head around to face Zacharias, her lips almost brushed against his as they were sitting very close to each other now. "What?!" she whispered, leaning slightly back when she realised how close they were.

"What are you two doing?" Ron's loud and irritated voice suddenly asked. "If you're going to snog, do it outside."

Hermione blushed furiously as she felt everyone turn to face her. She could feel everyone's stares so much she couldn't move. I am so going to hex you after class, Ronald!!!! She thought. Looking at Zacharias, Ron's words didn't seem to have made any affect on him.

"Mind your own business, ketchup," he said, stiffly with clenched teeth. "And we weren't snogging. Need glassed or something? Potter can lend you his."

Ron glared at him before looking at Hermione accusingly. It was only when Lavender kissed his cheek did he turn away from her, he looked annoyed though Hermione couldn't tell at who.

"He's being such a prick," Zacharias muttered, flipping through the book without looking at it. "Doesn't know what is his own business."

"Agreed." Hermione said as she started to write her essay.

One hour later

"What class do you have next?" Zacharias asked as Professor Binns dismissed them.

"Charms," Hermione said, picking up her many books that she hardly needed for class.

Zacharias suddenly bend down and started to help her with her books. "I'll walk with you to class if you don't mind, I'm in Charms too. I got permission to switch classes with Neville, he wanted to take Herbology and I wanted Charms. Both classes were full and luckily, we both wanted the other." he said. "I'll hold your books too, must be heavy for you to hold so much."

Hermione smiled as he held almost all of her books, he was much more nicer than she had ever thought, what people had said about him behind his back turned out to be all false. "Thanks." she said. As the two walked out of the classroom and made their way to their Charms lesson, she suddenly remembered something. "Cedric's a vampire?" she whispered. "But how?"

Zacharias nodded. "He's going to go by the name Edward Cullen. This family of vampires found him, bit him and transformed him-" he looked at Hermione. "-We can go ask the family about Vampires if you want. They'll be leaving in two days though and we might never see Cedric- I mean Edward."

Hermione gasped. The thought about being surrounded by vampires unnerved her. "Is that possible? To meet them? Is it safe?" she asked.

"This is Cedric we're talking about," Zacharias said. "Of course we'll be safe, he wouldn't hurt a fly."

"Can we meet them tomorrow?" Hermione asked, as they turned around a corner. "Because I'm kind of tired today."

Zacharias nodded. "Sure, I have to tell you something though. I know that I'm a guy- but Cedric's gotten hotter- all the girls in his new family are amazingly hot too, unbelievably hot. I bet you you'll fall for him in first glance."

Hermione shook her head. "No I won't."

Zacharias stopped walking for a moment and stared at her. "I don't believe you," he said. "I don't think you know yet- but did you know that when you are turned into a Vampire, you get hot?"

Five hours later

Hermione was lying on her bed and thinking. Who to ask out? she thought. Asking Zacharias will sure piss Ron off. He hates him... She thought about the wiry-haired boy who had been staring at her during tryouts. She remembered that Ron didn't like him one bit. In fact, she had never seen him look so angry before whenever he talked about him. I'll go have a word with this guy...

Next day

Saturday

Hermione had woken up early though it was a Saturday, she was waiting to see when the wiry-haired boy would come down. All you have to do is ask him out... The Christmas party is in two months... She thought. I could ask Viktor... But he's my brother for God's sake and he would probably going to bring someone with him- A sudden burst of laughter interrupted her thoughts. Turning her head around, she saw the wiry-haired boy and a few of his friends. All right, just wait for him to be alone then talk to him...

One hour later

Hermione frowned. She had been sitting and waiting for the wiry-haired boy to be alone, but no, he just had to be surrounded by his friends who didn't seem to want to leave him alone.

"Hey, Cormac," one of his friends said. "You asked anyone yet?"

So his name is Cormac... - Asked anyone?!

"I actually got asked out by a dozen of girls," he said, in a rather too conceited voice. "Still deciding on who to take with me though. It's hard to choose considering the fact that hottie sex Goddess Bell and Beauty Queen Chang has asked me."

Hermione noticed that all of his friends had their jaws dropped, but she had to admit, both girls were quite good looking, even from a girl's point of view.

"You got asked out by Bell?" another of his friend said. "And CHANG?!"

Cormac laughed vainly. "Well. Bell I made up though I would love to have gone with her- Have you noticed how much she has blossomed- Chang, I am not lying."

Hermione stared to feel worried. A lot of pretty girls had apparently asked him out, would she even have a chance? She started to think about the time during Gryffindor Quidditch tryouts, he had been watching her half the time... Could it be? Hermione decided to go for a walk by the Black lake, waiting for him to be alone was pointless as none of his friends would leave. Getting up from the seat she had been sitting on for God knows how long, she walked out of the Griffindor Common room.

Black Lake

She had been walking from one end to as far as the school would allow twice, thinking about the pros and cons of asking Cormac or Zacharius. Zacharius was a nice boy albeit the many beliefs that he was a horrid idiot, he had been mean to Harry the year before. She hardly knew Cormac and found him to be really vain, too vain. Decing to head back to school she found Cormac walking towards her, alone.

"Hey!" he said, jogging up to her. "Are you Granger? Hermione Granger?"

Hermione was surprised that he had knew her name, had he done some research on her? "Yes, I am," she said. "And you are?"

"McLaggen, Cormac McLaggen," he said, smiling at her, showing his flawless white teeth. "How are you?"

Good. He's starting the conversation. "Good, fine, okay, brilliant." She said. What is wrong with me all of a sudden? "You."

"Brilliant, okay, fine, good." He said.
He suddenly started laughing and smacked her shoulder gently. "Sorry," he muttered when he stopped laughing. "I realised that I said what you said backwards."

Hermione smiled, finally getting it. She decided to go to the library to do some more work and wondered if Cormac would follow her. Viktor had followed her to the library so Cormac probably would, if he liked her that was. "McLaggen?" she said.

"What?"

"I'm going to go to the library," she said. "Homework."

He smiled at her. "You are famous for being in the library all the time. I'll catch up with you tomorrow or something, I'm sure that you would like that. Talk about Quidditch or something."

Hermione forced a smile. Great, another Quidditch freak. "Yeah, we could. Bye."

"Goodbye, Granger."

A/N

Chapter three hope you like it.

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