AN:
Me: hi everyone! here's the first chapter! I know this took a while but I had to write a lot more than I thought I would and it took longer also.
Harry: It's a bit slow at first but it's only because she's got to get this started other wise it think it's a good start.
Ginny: in the next chapter there WILL be singing!
Hermione: We got some questions for Draco and Harry so ...Malfoy should be here any minute...
Draco: what do you all want?
Me: Well Malfoy... one of the people who read the story want to ask you a question... uh if the whole school know your secret then why don't you just admit that you were wrong about...Muggle borns?
Malfoy: Because I wasn't wrong! I was side tracked!
Harry: Stupid prat.
Draco: please Potter. it's far to early in the morning for your senseless babbling.
Harry: Shut it Malfoy. If we had it our way you wouldn't be here but someone wanted to know so we brought you in! This is why I don't save Malfoy! He's a lost cause! And until he learns he was Fucking Wrong! I won't help low life like Him!
Me: ok...let's just get started.
A few weeks after the spell had finally worn off everything was back to normal. As normal as it could be with teenage wizards and Voldermort on the loose of course. Harry sat with his girlfriend in the common room, trying to ignore the fact that his best friend and her brother was sitting not three feet away from them with his best friend who was as close to a sister as a person could get with him.
Harry had had a nice couple of weeks but it all seemed to be way to quiet. You would think that with Voldermort out again there'd be mass murders but no…nothing. He yawned. This was getting pretty strange. Harry wasn't used to being safe and out of danger. He was used to constantly running around fighting bad guys and solving mysteries. I was to eerily unusually…quiet. It was getting late and Hermione was the first to stand up and stretch her arms.
Harry caught Ron staring at her mid-riff as her shirt hitched up a bit on her body. Harry nudged Ron and glared. Like he said…Hermione—as far as he was concerned—was his sister, and though she was older than him by a couple of months he still wanted to protect her. Ron blushed as he realized he was caught and apologized silently. Harry bowed his head as an acceptance just as Hermione said, "Well off too bed guys. It's getting late." Ron stood up and Hugged Hermione from behind, "oh come on Hermione! It's only," he looked at the clock on the wall, "one in the morning! Let's stay up a bit more!" Hermione untangled herself from Ron's grasp and Harry and Ginny exchanged looks that clearly said, "this is not going to end good."
"Ronald there is school tomorrow! There is no way that that's going to be cancelled since a day was already lost because of Fred and George's prank! O. are coming up and we need as much studding as we can get!"
Ginny stood up intending to stop the argument before it began but before she could even say a word Ron had answered, "You don't know that! I mean who's to say that some other idiot didn't wish for some random excuse for a person to confess their love to someone and Fred and George didn't grant it for them!?" Harry saw the sparks of fire in Hermione's eyes as Ron realized what his mistake was, "Well Ronald if you think I'm such an idiot then maybe you should just go get together with Lavender! I'm sure her priorities are in anything BUT school!" Hermione turned around and stormed up the stairs to her room. Ginny sighed and glared at her brother. She swore that sometimes he was just such a complete baboon! She kissed Harry's cheek goodnight and giggled when he blushed madly then ignoring her brother went up after Hermione.
Harry sighed then turned to his best friend, "Mate you really should think before you speak." Ron looked at his hands, "I know Harry. I'm just so thick sometimes that the words don't prosses until after I say them!" Harry felt bad for him. Sure Ron could be a real pain but deep inside he care so much about Hermione that Harry could see a wound being made by every fight they had. And with them it was a lot of fighting. Can u spell S-E-X-U-A-L T-E-N-T-I-O-N? Ron sighed… "is it wrong to wish to have one more day of school canalled?" Harry laughed, "well with Hermione it is." Neither knew that what was coming up would leave them with less free time than they had with school. The next morning would be the most confusing so far.
Malfoy sat plotting what he was going to do. This whole thing was bogus! There had to be a way to get HIS Hermione to see in him what she sees in Ron. He hated everything so much just because she was with him. He looked through books and book on the library but found nothing. He got to a shelf that he had skipped earlier and looked through it. The first title he saw was Beauty and the Beast. He picked it up and read the back.
He put it down. Muggle garbage. He looked for another one. Cinderella. More muggle garbage. He looked up to see the title of the isle he was in. "Muggle Fairy Tales." Fairy Tales hu? He took the two books he put aside then checked the rest. He ended up with Cinderella, Beauty and the Beast, The Little Mermaid, Rupunzel, The princess and the Frog, The nut cracker, and Sleeping Beauty.
That night before he slept he read through two of them and with out realizing it her said softly as he dozed off, "I wish…this could be a Fairy Tale…the Hermione could see who she really belongs with…" and he feel into a deep sleep. Oh how he'd wish he hadn't.
The next morning Hermione woke up but not to her normal alarm but to the sound of Ginny's frantic voice, "Hermione, Hermione! Wake up! I'm serious! Something extremely scary is happening! Wake the hell up already!" Hermione rolled over on the squishy matters and smuggled in the light overly stuffed pillow, covering herself with the overly stuffed blanket—wait what? Sure the beds at Hogwarts were comfy but not that comfy. She wiggled a bit in bed and blinked into her pillow, "Once your done rapping your bed would you please get the hell up!"
Hermione pushed the blanket off of her and stared around the room in amazement. What was going on? The last time she remembered being in her room at Hogwarts it was not periwinkle blue and her bed was not a king. It also did not have periwinkle chiffon curtains around the periwinkle stuffed bed sheets. She rubbed her eyes but when she opened them again…the room was still there.
What the—, "Hello? Earth to Hermione!" Hermione turned to Ginny and her eyes widened. "Ginny why are you wearing—"
Ginny cut her off, "oh this ," she asked pointing down at a very dull servants uniform with the Gryffindor colors, "I have no idea! I woke up and couldn't find any of my clothes! This is the only thing that didn't repulse me to no end! Everything else was frilly!"
Hermione looked down at herself and saw she was wearing silk. She looked around the room and saw that there was four doors. She stood up and walked to the first one, "Ginny have you any idea what's going on?" Ginny shook her head at her but followed her anyway. She had her hand on the door knob but Ginny stopped her from opening it, "Wait! We don't know what could be in there! Maybe we should get Harry and Ron before we open the doors."
Hermione gestured around the room, "Do you know which door is the one to get out?" Ginny slumped, "no actually…"
"Then we have to open them don't we?" She turned the knob and saw that it was a walk in closet. Ginny walked in ahead of her and looked at the dresses. She touch one of the yellow dresses—because they were sorted by color mind you—and ran a hand through it. "Can I borrow this?" Hermione raised
an eye brow, "you don't think these are mine…do you?" Ginny nodded and looked at her expectantly. She nodded and Ginny took the dress of the rack and went to change behind a changing board Hermione hadn't even seen there. She looked thought the colors and the number of dresses taking in the beauty of it all. She had always wanted to wear and own dresses such as these but she never thought she'd actually get the chance too. Before she could pick out the dress she was going to wear Ginny said, "What do you think?"
Hermione realized that the dress looked a lot like the dress Ginny had worn when Harry had same to her in the great hall but it was shorter. It went up to her knees and the tulle looked beautiful on her. The lace and boxy feeling to it was still there with the small swoop, but the color was what complemented her the most. Hermione smiled, "You look amazing Ginny! It's just like the dress that you wore when Harry told you how he felt about you!" Ginny smiled. Yeah it's just a lot shorter! Let's get a dress for you now!"
Hermione shook her head, "No! I can't wear a dress! I don't know if I'm supposed to or not—"
"Hermione chill! I'm sure if these dresses were in your room and in your closet then you're supposed to wear them! Come on pick one!" Hermione accepted her reasoning reluctantly. She looked at the blue side of the dresses and picked one that was strapless with a thick sash from her bodes to her waits and had a sky blue carnation on the side. It was a long dress that went to the floor with a sweat heart neckline.
She changed into it quickly and when she stepped out from behind the changing board Ginny gasped, "Hermione!" she smiled. She really did like the dress.
After having Ginny curl Hermione's hair by wand and putting on shoes(and a silver tiara for Hermione which Ginny insisted was necessary) they made their way to another door. Luckily it lead out. They walked down the stairs, Hermione trying not to trip since she was wearing heal, and found the common room was the same except it had many paintings of Hermione.
Ron and Harry were sitting in the common room both in what looked a bit like what Ginny had been wearing earlier but in a guy version. The difference was that their uniform was black and with red and gold aprons in the front making them look like waiters.
Harry was the first to turn and see Hermione. His eyes widened and his mouth dropped open in shock. He nudged Ron in the ribs who was busy examining one of the paintings and looking around at the rest of the people who seemed to all be wearing either what Ginny had or what the boys had on.
He turned around his reaction was the same as Harry's. Hermione finished walking down and Ginny came after. Harry and Ron kept their eyes on Hermione but Ginny didn't get upset on the contrary, she skipped over to the boys in her red flats—because she just had to keep the Gryffindor theme—and used her hands to close their mouths and smirked at them.
"So I take it I did a good job?" Harry blinked then turned to his girlfriend, "you did that to Hermione—" he stopped his sentence and gaped at Ginny. Ginny giggled. Harry shook his head then hit Ron over the head so he would stop drooling over Hermione. He gestured for Ginny to sit which she did gladly and he sat next to her. Hermione and Ron one either of the single chairs.
Harry leaned forward intent on talking business, "ok has anyone any idea what in the hell is going on?" Hermione racked her brain then turned to Harry, "I don't know…I've been trying to figure that out too but…"
"you got distracted by Ginny doing your hair?" Hermione nodded at Harry, "I woke up in a giant room which I'm guessing is the head girl room. There were like four doors and one of them was a closet with tons of dresses and one of the other ones was the way in and out." Harry closed his eyes trying to think, "what if we ask Dumboldore? He'd have so pretty good guesses as to what's going on." Hermione sat up then stood up, "yeah let's go. Maybe he's eating breakfast."
The four walked down together but when they entered the Great Hall, they saw the tables were separated differently. There was one end of each table that was bare with food such as fried chicken, pizza, and other greasy junky food while the end nearest the door was covered in fine cloths and set with fine silver wear and plating with silk napkins folded into the animal of the house. Hermione turned to the Gryffindor table and saw that the cloth on the end was the same color of her room and that the lions on the plates were gold. So was the silver wear. She looked around and saw that a small elf was standing in front of a red velvet line telling everyone where to sit.
The gang walked up to him, "Professor Flitwick what's going on?" he looked up at Harry, "I have no idea Potter. All I know is that Dumbledore asked me to seat you all and when everyone was here he would give a speech." Harry scrunched his eyes in confusion but listened and nodded as Professor Flitwick told them where to sit, "Ganger …looks like you and Mrs. Weasley will be sitting on the periwinkle side of the table. Potter and Weasley…the bare side." They looked at each other confused, "Sir," said Hermione, "Can Harry and Ron just sit with Ginny and I?" Professor Flitwick consulted his chart then nodded, "Alright…but just for today. Until Dumbledore tells us what's going on."
They walked passed the rope to the side they were indicated and sat down on either side. The first meal appeared on their plates—toast with a sunny side up egg in the middle and bacon on the side—and Ron began to eat without a second thought. Hermione took the lion and un did it them put it on her lap like she was taught to. Ginny followed and as did Harry but Ron's lion lay forgotten. Hermione rolled her eyes. She looked around the hall and saw that every table was different. The Ravneclaw table had lace over satin covers that were black with white and black plates and bronze silver wear, while the eagle sat on their tables. The Hufflepuff table had purple silk with soft pink plates with black silver wear and the black badger on the side. The Slithering table was the exception. It had the green fabric which Hermione had never seen before, the plates were silver as was the silver wear and the silver snake sat coiled up next to each plate.
She saw Malfoy in fancy Wizard robes sitting with his cronies and Pansy Parkinson. He looked over at Her and when their eyes met, she saw a softness in them. She looked away quickly remembering that he had sang about having been in love with her.
Finally Professor Dumbledore stood up and the hall went quiet intent on listening to him. "Good morning all," His voice vibrated through the whole hall and his smiled warmed everyone, "As you can see…a few…changes have been made. I assure you that I have absolutely no idea what is going on, " the whole hall seamed to slump down in exasperation, "However… I do have a feeling, a guess you may say, that this change…has something to do with the singing episode that happened a couple of weeks ago. I am sad to say that for now…we will have to go along with whatever is coming to us. We, the teacher, have been left with specific orders by letters that have no signature, telling us what to do.
We are trying to find out how to stop another thing such as this. I think it wise to be cautious. It is a possibility that the singing may start again so goo=d luck to all and if you please, when you are done with your breakfast please go to your houses."
Hermione, Ron , Harry and Ginny exchanged looks. Fred and George.
They walked into the common room to see most of Gryffindor already there. Many of them bowed and curtsied to Hermione who blinked several times but had the urge to do the same. She curtsied to the room at large just as Professor McGonagall walked in with a serious look on her face.
"Alright quiet all," people listened to her instantly, "First things first…Mrs. Granger." Hermione turned to her professor and listened, "You are…as of now…Princess of Gryffindor tower."
"WHAT," Ginny Hermione and Lavender all yelled out. McGonagall nodded, "Yes you heard me. The rest of you are her help. Before you all get scared, or react please let me finish. You do not need to serve her that just means you are not per say royalty like her." She got a pained look in her eyes as she continued, "Mrs. Granger can choose one lady in waiting to assist her and have the room in her room, passed one of the doors and one boy to assist her as well. These people will live in dorms in the head girl room and help Mrs. Granger with whatever she needs. Last thing. No classes until further notice and also…there will be a ball…in honor of the school's royalty…which are as follows. Hermione Jean Granger Princess of Gryffindor tower, Hanna Abbot Duchess of Hufflepuff, Michael Connor duck of Ravenclaw, and Draco Malfoy Prince of Slytherin Dungeon. The Prince and Princess must open the Ball with a dance which will be choreographed and will be practiced everyday for two hours at two in the afternoon at the Great Hall. Only the Lady in Waiting and the Assistant may accompany her on these occasions. We have a fort night until said dance. More rules will be given to your princess and she will inform you."
McGonagall gave Hermione a sympathetic look then without another word walked out. Hermione sat down…Princess of Gryffindor tower?
AN:
Me: so Hermione's going to have to dance with Malfoy...that should be fun
Hermione: oh...well...
Ron: Why did Malfoy have to be the prince? He's spoiled as it is.
Malfoy: Shut it Weasle! at least I have the money to be spoiled.
Ron: Shut your face or i'll shut it for you Ferret!
Me: You're both such ideots. don't you see that Weasles and Ferrets are I the same family!?
Ron and Malfoy ignore me.
Harry: Anyway I like the way that the tables seemed to be fixed and I guess Ron got his wish. I surprised you forgot about your argument Hermione.
Me: oh she hasn't...it's in the back of her mind.
well guys I know this isn't the best chapter but give me one more chapter. this was just to get it moving along.
All: see ya
