Title: To be Hermione? Or Not To Be?

Rating: T

Genre: Romance/Humor

Summary: All Hermione wanted to do was go to Hogwarts to learn, get a good education. Too bad they won't accept any more girls. So what does she do? Disguise as a boy of course! But she didn't plan on becoming friends with Harry Potter and Ron Weasley.

Author's Note: Hi!! OK..so this is my first fanfic….ever. LOL! I don't know if it's any good. I hope it is though…haha.

This story is told in Hermione's point of view. I intended to write chapters alternating between Hermione and Harry…but it's too complicated….especially for my first fan fic. lol.

And I just want to make this clear, this takes place during 7th year. Voldemort is dead and Dumbledore is still alive. Hermione doesn't know anyone, except for Ginny. But whatever…..everything's pretty much self explanatory later on. (I hope..lol)

Oh and Hermione might be a little OOC.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. I don't own Harry Potter, nor do I own any of the characters, settings, etc. And I never will. haha.

Ok so this chapter is just kind-of a prologue. Helps you get the idea of what's going on. I'll be releasing Chapter One at the same time as this, so it's basically just a background thing. It might be kinda boring…But I promise it gets better!

Note: You do not need to read this to understand chapter 1. I just wrote this for those who would like to get a better understanding of Hermione's background. I will provide a short recap in the next chapter.

Prologue

Dear Ginny,

How are you? How's life at Hogwarts? Let's see, how long have you been there? I believe it's been 3 years already. My, how time flies. It seems like just yesterday when I met you, when you were just a lonely first year, entering the grounds of Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. I'm still a tad upset you know. I still don't get why your mother wanted you to attend Hogwarts instead. Was it because of the Triwizard Tournament in fourth year? Scared of Voldermort returning, wasn't she? Maybe that's why she wanted you go there, so your brothers could look after you (which reminds me, I still haven't met them. You must introduce me next time). Still, now that's Voldemort's gone, can't she let you come back? Instead of leaving me here, in Beauxbatons: Academy Of Stuck-Up Witches. Oh, Ginny, you won't believe how hard it's been here. Being held hostag in a school of spoiled rich girls is really getting to me. Thank goodness Fleur's gone (No offense or anything, but I don't understand why your brother, Bill I think, would marry a snob like her). Still, there are other girls to follow in her footsteps. But I think I've finally reached my breaking point, Gin. It's not like this place is that good of a school anyways. I expect Hogwarts is a much more qualified school, as I've read in Hogwarts: A History. Maybe I should transfer there…That would be wonderful! Anyways I've got to go now. Write Back Soon!

With Love,

Hermione

Finished! Just in time, ten minutes till dinner starts. "Come here, little owl! I've got to get to dinner!" I yelled to a handsome, large brown barn owl. It gracefully flew down from the ceiling, and landed right next to me on the table. I quickly tied the letter to its outstretched leg. Then he flew out the window, towards the horizon. Oh, how I wished I was that owl. I wish I could go to Hogwarts, instead of being trapped in this hole.

I ran down the steps and crashed into no other than the one and only Gabrielle Delacour, sister of the infamous Fleur Delacour, whom every girl here admires. I have absolutely no idea why. She's just a spoiled little girl. What's so special about her? While I pondered on that thought, Gabrielle and her little gang stared at me with disgust.

"Thanks a lot, Granger," sneered Gabrielle, "Now I smell like owl crap!"

"It was on accident, and it's not like you didn't smell like owl droppings before!" I remarked. It's true too, all that perfume she wears. I'm surprised she can still breathe under all that.

"That's it, Granger! You've been on my nerves for a long time now, I think it's time we taught you a lesson." And with that, they all whipped out their wands.

I'm not scared at all. I'm way smarter than they are. They probably don't even know how to perform a decent spell.

SLAM. I flew back and hit the wall with great force. I've actually been hit by their spells. Wow. It must be the end of the world or something, cause there's no way I was just got hit. I reached into my robe pockets and grabbed my wand. Oh it's on now. "Expellia-"

" 'old it right there Miz Granger." said a deep voice behind. I could recognize that voice anywhere.

I turned around on my heels and looked up. And there she was, Madame Maxine. This is

great. Just great. Gabrielle just so happens to be her favorite student, after Fleur left of course.

"You know zat magic is forbidden in ze 'alls. Now come wit' me to my office."

I didn't even bother objecting. It's not like she would believe me. As I followed her down the hall, I heard Gabrielle stifling her laughter. I swear I'm gonna get her one day!

Back In Hermione's Dorm (after Hermione's meeting with Madame Maxine)

That's it! I'm sick of always getting framed. I'm sick of Gabrielle. I'm sick of Madame Maxine. I'm sick of this school. I'm sick of everything!

"AHHHHH!!" I screamed into my pillow. And I feel a bit better. Just a bit.

Then the realization hit me. What's stopping me from leaving this dump? I could just go to Hogwarts. No one can stop me, it's not like my parents will object. I must ask Aunt Minerva (AN- Yes, Professor McGonagall is her aunt)…She's the second-in control! Of course she could get me in! Wow. I'm supposed to be the smartest witch of my year…how come I never thought of this before!

Tap. Tap. I turned to face my window and I saw a tiny owl the size of my fist. I hurriedly ran over to open the window. The poor little thing was about to drop right out of the sky. I opened the window quickly and it zoomed right in, crash landing onto my bed. I quickly untied the letter from his legs, but the owl still lay there. Better let it rest first. I ripped open the envelope.

Dear Hermione,

I hope this letter made it to you! Ron's owl is a complete mess! Anyways, it's great to hear from you! And you're right…Hogwarts is much better than Beauxbatons! Gee..thanks for making me feel better, Ginny. But at least you don't have to live with Phlegm! What in the world is she talking about? Phlegm's the codename me and my brothers use for Fleur. Fits her well doesn't it? Well, it's pure madness here, Mom still hates her! It's rather funny actually… Anyways, I miss you lots, Herms, but there's no way I'm gonna back to Beauxbatons. The last three years here were great! I just wish you could be here too! And you know you said you wanted to come here? Well guess what? I asked Professor Dumbledore if you would be able to transfer here! But he said there's no more room for girls, says the dormitories are full. I begged him too! I said you were the brightest witch I've ever met, and that Hogwarts would do much better with you here. But he still said no. There's only room for boys…I tried, Herms, I really did. Maybe you could ask that aunt of yours…didn't you say she was a teacher here? (AN- Hermione didn't tell Ginny that McGonagall was her aunt.) Best of luck, Hermione! I've got to get to bed, major exam tomorrow. Write back soon.

XOXO

Ginny

PS-Could you send Pig back with another owl? Just incase he can't make it? Thanks a bunch.

Well, that just burst my bubble. So I can't go to Hogwarts. I'll be stuck here for another year…Another year of Gabrielle filled madness…But you know what? No. I'm not gonna stay here. I'm gonna find a way to get to Hogwarts. I'm getting out of here if it's the last thing I do! As a matter of fact, I'm gonna go see Aunt Minerva right now.

I rummaged through my trunk. There it is! I reached in a grabbed a sack full of powder. My in-case of emergency Floo Powder. It's not like anyone will know I'm gone… and with that, I stepped into my personal fireplace and took a deep breath. "Hogwarts. Minerva McGonagall's office," I said out loud.

"Hermione!" yelled a strict voice, "What in the world are you doing here!"

"Oh, just dropping by, Aunt Minerva," I said casually. My looked at Aunt Minerva, and saw her glaring at me. Note to self: Don't provoke Aunt Minerva.

"Ok..so the real deal is that…I'm sick of Beauxtons! I'd rather get attacked by a herd of hippogriffs than go back there!" I yelled. That's saying something…hippogriffs are not to be messed with.

Aunt Minerva's face softened, "Hermione, dear, I would love for you to come to Hogwarts. But there's absolutely nothing I can do. There's no room for you. I'm terribly sorry."

"But I hate it there! I hate the school, I hate the students, I hate Madame Maxine!"

"I'm sorry, dear. But the best I can do is to ask Albus to talk to Olympe. Tell her to go easy on you. Now, you should get back before you get in more trouble."

Great…I wanted to at least stay a while before I go back to that hell hole. Then an idea struck me.

"Can I visit Ginny first?" I asked in the kindest, cutest voice I could manage.

She looked at me, her face unreadable. "Ok, but just for a while! After that, you come back to my office and go back to your dorm. Promise?"

"I promise. Thank you, thank you, thank you, Aunt Minerva!" I said, genuinely happy.

"Very well. Miss Weasley should be in the library studying for my exam tomorrow. Run along. I shall leave the floo powder on my desk. I might not be in my office when you come back so just lea-"

I zoomed out the door before she finished.

Ok..done!! Next chapter, Ginny and Hermione come up with a plan for her to go to Hogwarts! You probably know what the plan is by reading the summary..but that's ok! lol! So next chapter, the story really begins!

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