Hermione woke with a start. She stared at the lavender walls of her room and groaned. She had had the most... well she wouldn't call it pleasant, perhaps peculiar, but no never pleasant.

"Don't be ridiculous Hermione," she thought, "that would never happen."

And with that she forgot the dream entirely. It was the day before she left to go to the burrow, as it had now become a tradition. She thought of how much fun it would be to return to that hustle and bustle that never seemed to end there. Suddenly she was filled with a deep remorse. This would be the last time she returned to the Borrow for a trip of this nature. As she entered the seventh and final year of Hogwarts she was suddenly feeling depressed.

"No more of that now, you have no time to be sad, you still have to pack." She said out loud, not even realizing she had done so.

Once her bags were filled Hermione loaded the car with her trunks and of course, Crookshanks.

"Are we comfy madam crooky?" Hermione cooed at her favorite feline, and perhaps as her way of replying, the cat gave a loving flick of her tail.

Being eighteen, Hermione had now gotten her driver's license, something that Ron still scoffed at. "Why do you needy a bloody slip to drive a car, you don't need one to fly a broomstick, do you?" he would always say. Usually she just spat a witty comment back at him, some thing along the lines of "Well its lucky they don't, because if they did, you would be grounded for life!" This of coarse would make Ron's ears turn bright red because of all the trouble he had gotten into last year; he had been grounded the entire summer, and had not been allowed to go to Hogsmeade with the rest of his friends.

The second that Hermione arrived Harry and Ron swooped in on her. All they could do was gawk. This is what Hermione expected. Finally Harry found his words.

Wow, 'Mione, you look different..."

And she did. Hermione decided that since it was her last year at Hogwarts she was going to change her style a little bit. She had died her hair black with streaks of red and gold, the colors of Gryffindor. Her clothes had become tighter... and well, just plain different, revealing more skin than was typical of the Hermione Granger that the two boys had known. Finally Hermione broke the silence.

"Well, what are we waiting for lets go inside! I have not seen Ginny in a long time and I just know she'll be shocked when she sees me!" Hermione exclaimed.

Under his breath Ron mumbled, "she most certainly will be..."

The next morning the letters from Hogwarts arrived. It was no surprise that included with Hermione's letter was a shiny Head Girl badge.

"Hey I was named head girl!" she declared.

Everyone else just went "Big surprise there 'Mione!" " What do you mean?"

"Oh come off it. You and I... and everyone else knows that you are the smartest witch here. You have been since day one of year one." Harry stated before saying "I wonder who head boy is..."

Hermione wondered too, but was too busy reading her letter to care when suddenly Ginny squealed "Oooooh, look we need dress robes, that means a ball! Hermione, you know what this means!" the two girls looked at each other before exclaiming, "Shopping spree!" and at that they burst into hysterics.

The guys just rolled their eyes before throwing floo powder in the fire and shouting "Olivanders" They always stopped in on Mr. Olivander these days, as the man was becoming older and older, and since he had saved their lives in the wars. The girls soon followed, and after a brief chat with the kindly old man, they were on their way.

After picking up all the other important supplies, books, potions ingredients and the like, Hermione and Ginny went off to go look at dress robes. Hermione found a sultry red one that made it just to her knees, with a sheer slip that fell to the floor, with slits up to where the rest of her dress ended. Ginny chose a more modest one that didn't show nearly as much skin, and was a soft blue, because she knew that Harry liked her in that color. An hour later they met back up with the boys, who seemed extremely annoyed with having wait so long. They got home and packed their stuff. They knew they would have to wake up early the next day to catch the train.

Early next morning they threw all their trunks in the magically enlarged car and made their way to the platform 9 3/4. Hermione saw her friends to their own compartment before making her way to the Head Boy/Girl's compartment. Their was no one there, so she took a seat to wait for the head boy to arrive. She decided to read ahead and began to pull out a book when the compartment door slid open. Hermione stifled a gasp, because standing in the doorway was none other than that ferret boy, Draco Malfoy.