Sorry I took so long to update. I got up to the bit with Snape and then was a bit stuck on what to write. If you have any ideas, please let me know. I have an Idea on the ending, but not so much on the inbetween.

Chapter Three

Hermia

Harry pointed his wand at the person in Hermione's body. "Who are you?" He snarled.

The person chuckled darkly. "You really are an idiot. Never noticing the signs."

By this time, all the Weasleys were there and Molly had summoned Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall. "Then tell us." Dumbledore requested.

"When we were young, Mum always heard us talking. She was worried and sent us to a Psychiatrist, not that Hermione needed one. I was real alright and they knew it." The person began.

"That was when she was diagnosed with Multiple Personality Disorder, isn't it?" Dumbledore said.
"Got it in one old man." The person, now revealed to be Hermione's alter ego, smirked.

"Then what is your name?" Dumbledore asked.

"I am Hermia Granger." Hermia drawled, head lifted high. "I am the part of Hermione she never shows. You think leaving Umbridge in the Forbidden Forest was Hermione's idea? To lead her there was a joint effort, but I persuaded her to leave that Frog to the mercy of the centaurs, even though she knew a way to get them to let her go."

"You're like the evil side of Hermione then?" Harry asked.

"Yep. Now, I really gotta go. Sayonara." Hermia smirked before running out of the common room before anyone could stop her.

"Wow." Ron muttered, still in shock.

Professor Snape was wandering down the halls of Hogwarts, his heels clicking on the flagstone floors as he went. There was a loud crash and he swooped in to catch the culprit.

A dark figure in a tight black t-shirt, leather jacket and black jeans with boots stood inside the Trophy room. They were placing trophies into a bag they held. "Hmm, this could fetch a bit. Goblin gold." The figure muttered in a familiar voice.

"Miss Granger. Put those trophies back or I will do something I will regret." Snape snarled.

Hermia smirked to herself and stood up slowly. She turned towards the Professor with a sexy smile and a predator glint in her eyes. "I'm sorry, Professor. I know I've been a bad girl." She purred.

Snape gulped and took a step back. "Miss Granger."

Hermia stepped closer and pressed her body to his. "It's time you should punish me." She looked into his dark eyes.

"Miss Granger, desist!" Snape cried, panicked.

"But I need to be punished. Punish me Professor." Hermia pouted slightly and she noticed Snape's eyes be drawn to her lips.

Hermia ran her tongue slowly along them before leaning closer to Snape, leaning up to kiss him.

"Miss Granger." Professor Snape whimpered, trying to get away from the flirtatious woman.

"HERMIA!" A stern voice snapped angrily behind them.

Hermia sighed and turned around. "Way to ruin my fun, Old Man." Hermia snarled, glaring at Dumbledore.

"Hermia? Albus, what is going on?" Snape hissed.

"Miss Granger has a split personality. This is her other half, Hermia Granger." Dumbledore explained.

"Thanks to the death of our family, I was able to overthrow Hermione. I was able to take form." Hermia snarled, turning away from the men. She caught sight of platinum blonde hair.

"Little snake, oh little snake. Come and play." She called in a sing song tone reminiscent of Bellatrix Lestrange.

Draco moved further into the shadows, his heart pounding in his ears as he looked at the dark haired Granger.

"No need to hide, Little Snake. I know you are there." Hermia drawled, moving closer to him.

The group from the Common Room rounded the corner in time to hear Hermia call to Draco.

"Hermia! What's going on?" Harry called, trying to get the darker side of his best friend's attention.

"I found a new toy." Hermia smirked. "A snake. A little blond snake who hates Hermione so very much."

"Malfoy." Ron hissed, angrily.

"Well done, Ronald. You can't be as thick as I thought." Hermia cackled, the sound being very eerie coming from Hermione's mouth.

"Hey!" Ron cried, indignantly.

"Come out, little snake. Or should it be Dragon? We all know you are there." Hermia smirked, her eyes boring into the flint eyes of Draco Malfoy.

Draco stepped out of the shadows. "Hermia." He said, bowing his head slightly towards the girl.

Hermia surveyed the Slytherin and moved closer to him. "Hmm, very nice. I think I shall keep you. My little snake." She purred, running a hand along his shoulders.

Ron shuddered. "But it's Malfoy!"

"I can see." Hermia said, scanning the Malfoy heir up and down. "He is very handsome."

Draco stiffened at the attention. He felt like he was a bit of meat, which normally wouldn't bother him. He took great pride in being adored by most women, but he felt uneasy about Hermia.

"I shall be keeping him all for myself. A toy." Hermia concluded, leaning up and resting her head on his chin. "Lovely."

Suddenly, Hermia doubled up and backed away as if she had been pushed by some invisible force.

Her hair changed to the honey brown of Hermione and her eyes lightened. "Let go, Hermia! I refuse to let you take my body!" Hermione yelled, her hands gripping her stomach.

She let out a soft cry and jerked to the left. Her hair again became darker and so did her eyes. "Pity, because I don't fancy letting go just yet. I have so much I want to do." Hermia's voice replied, looking Draco up and down.

Again her features changed. "I won't allow you to."

Hermia resumed control once more. "Won't allow me to? I don't think you have much of a choice here Genius."

Hermione took over. "I will never let you take over. I have the control here. I am more powerful than you."

Hermia laughed. "More powerful? Honey, we share the same body."

Hermione growled. "But I was the one born to it. You just came along when I was a child. I am the original."

Hermia smirked darkly. "Hermione, I am you. Just the darker, more evil side of you. Your personality traits broke in half."

"But I am the one with the Gryffindor Courage." Hermione hissed, straightening up.

"If we were one, I'm willing to bet you would have been placed in Slytherin." Hermia shot back.

Hermione shook her head. "You're wrong."

"Am I? I know you have often wondered the same thing. You forget, I am you. Your thoughts are mine." Hermia spat.

"No, no!" Hermione cried, covering her ears.

"You know it's true." Hermia growled.

"Never!" Hermione spat out.

"Why fight it. You know I will always win." Hermia drawled.

"NO!" Hermione screamed, grabbing her sides and her eyes blazing with power and anger.

She sagged to the floor, panting hard with the force of everything that had just happened.

Harry nervously stepped forward. "Hermione?"
"I'm here. Hermia is trapped for the time being." Hermione gasped out.

Please Read and Review. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I am, at the moment, going to focus on the Lonely Swan but I will get this done. It will be a sideline project. Next Chapter: Hogwarts begins