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Hermione closed her eyes. She wasn't going to cry. Not for him. The jerk that went off with his stupid Lav Lav. You would think that after fighting Voldemort together, a couple would become closer, but the exact opposite happened. Everyone was going back to repeat their seventh year and Ron had gone to Lavender over the summer. She had expected this of course. He probably wanted someone who didn't attract so much trouble.
The strange thing was, even though Hermione told herself not to cry, she felt no urge to whatsoever. She couldn't make out what she felt. She didn't feel angry, even after she found out that she was cheated on. She didn't feel heartbroken like a normal teenager would after ending such a long relationship. She obviously wasn't happy. She decided on numb. She was numb to all emotion except revenge. That's what she wanted and what she set out to get for the new school year.
"Ginny!" Hermione shouted, a plan formulating in her mind.
Ginny ran down the stairs from Hermione's room. She was staying there for the rest of the summer. She was peeved off at Ron as well because he had hurt her best friend. She had made it clear to the rest of the Weasleys that she 'could not sleep in the house that her good-for-nothing-liar-of-a-brother was staying in.'
"Hermione, I'm kind of scared." Ginny said, smiling. "You have your 'I have a plan to get back at someone' face on. Then again, it might be fun."
"Gin, you know me too well. I do have a plan. It involves shopping, though." Hermione almost rethought her entire plan at the prospect of shopping with Ginny. "I'll need all new clothes, makeup, some sort of potion or something to make my hair tamable, and anything else you see fit to change on me."
"I take back what I said before. This will be fun. I know it." She looked amazed. "I never thought I'd live to see the day that Hermione Granger, the studious bookworm, would want to go shopping with me, the queen of all things clothe. I'm so happy, I might cry."
Hermione couldn't help but crack a tiny smile. "She smiled too! When was the last time I saw that?" Gin exclaimed. "This day is a miracle given to us by the God of Payback. Thank you!" She screamed to the sky.
"You're welcome," Mr. Granger yelled beck from his office. "Whatever I did."
For the first time in months, Hermione laughed along with her best girl friend.
"Dad, we're going to the mall!" They left the front door before he could argue with them.
Four hours, three piercings, nine stuffed shopping bags, and a large portion of Hermione's savings later, they came back home exhausted. They fell on the bed immediately, too tired to stand anymore. Their stomachs grumbled. They'd also had no food.
"I'm never shopping with you again."
"That's alright, 'Mione. I don't want to shop with you again either." Gin smiled. "No offense, but you have terrible taste. I also didn't realize that you wanted to take the entire mall home with you. My arms ache so much from carrying those heavy bags!"
"Thank you, Ginny."
"What are friends for?" she replied. "What was your plan again? I was never told."
"I'm going to change myself this year. My appearance, I mean. I remember when I straightened my hair for the Yule Ball, everyone was looking at me. Then I decided to make Ron jealous. I'm not sure whom with though."
"I think you should go for someone that he doesn't like."
"Not McLaggen. The only other people I can think of are Slytherins and I am not stooping that low.'
"Fine, we can go for the easy kill, a neutral person then. Ravenclaw?"
Hermione was too tired to want to think about these things. Tomorrow, she promised herself. "Gin, let's eat first. We'll talk about this first thing in the morning."
"Sam Hessler." Ginny suggested, sprawled out on a blanket on the floor with her friend. "Hufflepuff."
"Not smart enough." Hermione said. "No one will believe that I actually like him."
"Wilson Bond."
"He has a nasty mind. I'd rather go out with Eric."
"Logan Soklace."
"He's perfect, but he's going out with that fifth year now, remember?"
"Sean Muzo."
"Even more prone to blowing things up than Seamus."
"Mione, you have to choose someone. We've gone through about twenty guys already and you've found an excuse for each one."
"I'm sorry. I just don't like any of these guys. We'll just have to cross that bridge when we get there, yes?" Hermione hated talking about using these poor, unsuspecting boys. What had they done to deserve the pain they would get in the end of this plan?
"Okay. You know, you're getting more different every time I talk to you. First you want to shop, and then you want to wing it. I wonder what's next." Ginny smiled widely. "Will you try out for quiddich?"
"Brooms are horrifying. I hate heights." Hermione stated, calmly. "Don't expect to see me on one anytime soon. Plus, do you know how much they cost? I do not have that kind of money anymore. I did yesterday, but not anymore."
"They give you a discount because you helped defeat You-Know-Who, Hermione. A Firebolt would cost next to nothing for you." Ginny looked at her jealously.
"You get a discount too! You get everything there half price just because you're a Weasley!"
"Just because of that douche bag brother." She didn't want to say 'my douche bag brother.'
Hermione ignored her language. It didn't bother her that people called one of her former best friends any bad name now. It was true and he deserved it. Harry even shunned Ron because of his disloyalty. Cheating on one of the Golden trio meant cheating on the rest of it. The only people who bothered talking to him were Lavender, Luna, Seamus, and Dean. He seemed truly happy still though, as if everything he'd lost was in some way a gain. Two of the best friends in the world, an entire family, and all Hermione's fans for a slut, two sports fanatics, and a crazy person. Luna didn't take sides though. That Ravenclaw thought that it was best to get over it and be friends again.
"Oh! I've got it! You can go out with Harry! We broke up remember? He won't mind either. He doesn't like anyone at the moment."
"I only like him as a friend, Gin. Plus, it would be like going out with a brother. I can't go out with my brother and I really don't want to kiss him either, no offense."
They both went to the bathroom. The main one had a double sink so they brushed their teeth together. Ginny picked a bag randomly and dumped the entire contents on the bed. She turned around.
"You are going to wear exactly what I tell you. Don't complain at all. Now go take a shower. Those are orders."
"Yes, Ma'am." Hermione said, as she made her way to the bathroom. When she came out, Ginny had already successfully separated all the clothes from one another. It was nearly impossible to see any of it on the bottom, though.
"I've hung up the clothes that you're wearing today. I don't care if you hate it; we spent all yesterday picking them." Ginny said. "I'm using the bathroom. When I come out, I'm going to teach you how to put on makeup."
She left the room, with a smile playing at the edge of her lips. Hermione heard her mumble something like, "You would think at the age of eighteen a person would already know how to use at least eyeliner!"
With one look at her new wardrobe, you could tell everything had the Ginny touch. It was just appropriate enough to match the school dress code. Unfortunately, the only times these clothes could be worn in school would be over the weekends and Hogsmeade trips. If she brought all everything, she would have enough for something different everyday with extra at the end.
Tap, tap, tap. Hermione looked at her window. There was an average sized brown owl pecking at her windowpane. She sighed and opened her bedroom window. The letter it was holding had the Hogwarts seal on it. When she opened it, she nearly shrieked.
Ms. Hermione Granger,
Congratulations. I am pleased to inform you that you have become our new Head Girl. You have worked hard and deserve this position throughout your time in Hogwarts and have been a magnificent role model during the past year. Your badge is attached to this letter.
Sincerely,
Headmistress Minerva McGonagall
Fifteen minutes later she was still holding the letter in her hand, staring at the badge as if it might disintegrate at any moment. She could feel a slight hint of worship toward this badge somewhere inside her. I'm finally Head Girl, were the only thoughts going through her mind.
"Hermione Jean Granger!" There was a disapproving voice coming from the doorway. "You're still in your bathrobe. What did I tell you before you I left?"
"Huh- what?" Hermione shook her head, relieved from her trance. "You won't believe it, Gin! I'm the new-"
"Head Girl?"
"How did you know?"
"You are the brightest witch of our generation. You were bound to get this. Everyone knew you would. We couldn't even bet because we all thought the same thing. Trust me, I tried."
"Who do you think is going to Head Boy?"
"As long as it's not a Slytherin, I'm happy with anyone."
"Hermione, get changed." Ginny left the room again. "I'm going to get you ready. It's our test drive today. We're going to the park."
Ginny was sitting on the branch of a tree right above the bench where Hermione was reading a book. This was her way of observing the results. This muggle neighborhood was swarming with hot guys. At least a few of them were sure to notice her friend.
Just then, a good looking boy with dark brown hair sat on the opposite end of the seat. He slowly scooted over next to her until their knees were touching. Hermione looked up and raised her eyebrows.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Mr. Right. Someone said you were looking for me."
Ginny was laughing so hard, she almost fell out of her tree. Pick up lines- the way to a girl's heart. Hermione was also in a fit of giggles. That was just the first time. There was the second time when Hermione was walking next to her friend.
"Excuse me, can you empty your pockets?"
"Err… why?"
"Because I believe you have stolen my heart."
The third one time while Hermione was looking at the clouds.
"Hey. Do you see my friend over there?"
"Yup." His friend waves his hand, sheepishly.
"He wants to know if you think I'm cute."
At this, they ran as fast as they could in the opposite direction. This was so amusing for them. Ginny got a few guys too.
"Are you a parking ticket?"
"What?" Ginny answered. "That makes no sense."
"Cause you got fine written all over."
It appeared that the only way some of these muggle boys could get a girl was if they used a pick up line. By the time the sun set, they had received enough to never go there again. As they made their way back inside the Granger home, they quoted some of the boys, in fits of laughter.
"Do you believe in love at first sight, Hermione, or should I walk by again?"
"Well, Gin, I bet you twenty dollars you're going to turn me down."
"Excuse me, Mione, but I seem to have lost my number. Can I borrow yours?"
The test drive had gone way more then perfect. There were stares coming from everywhere all the time. Girls were glaring at them for stealing all the attention. This was exactly how it was supposed to be.
"Gin, I'm having the best day ever right now. I could laugh and laugh forever."
"Now you see the upsides of having me as your friend." She looked Hermione up and down. Wearing a pair of dark skinny jeans, a tight tank top, and flip flops, it wouldn't seem like she could attract so much interest. The magic was in her now straight hair and makeup that made her seem natural as opposed to others who looked like clowns with blues and greens smeared everywhere. Ginny was the master.
A/N- This is so super random. I love it. If you like pick up lines, I'm going to add more in some places in the story. If you don't…. who am I kidding? Everyone loves them! They're hilarious! Please review! It's my only wish of you right now! I really want reviews! Plus, it's my birthday!