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A/N: Ok, this is my first fanfic, and my first on and I'm still trying to figure it out... So if anyone would care to tell me how... if i screwed something up, it would be most appreciated. Reviews are wonderful, Constructive Criticism welcomed, and flames will be laughed at and fed to my super soaker.
A Forbidden Change-- Chapter 1.
"Ronald! Wake up!" Hermione nudged Ron Weasley in the side. "It's 7:30 already! We still have to go to Diagon Alley."
"5 more minutes mum." He said, and started snoring again.
Casually waving her wand, Hermione said, "Aguamenti." a stream of water poured out from her wand onto the comatose boy lying on the bed.
"You do know that's the 6th time this week you've done that don't you?" Ron murmured into his pillow. "We're not going to Diagon Alley until 11!"
"Yes, well. Your mother says breakfast's ready, and our letters have come," Hermione said matter-of-factly. "Now come on." They went downstairs, where a delicious smell of bacon, eggs, and toast wafted up from the kitchen. "Morning Mrs. Weasley!"
"Oh good morning Hermione dear, Ronald—Ronald you do not need 5 pieces of toast. Save some for everyone else!"
Grumbling, Ron set 2 pieces of toast back on the plate. He looked around and saw that Harry's hair was perfectly dry. "She didn't soak you? Not fair."
Grinning, Harry said, "Gin woke me up." He looked fondly at his girlfriend of 3 months.
"Guys our letters are here!" Hermione squealed. She handed them out to their respective owners, then tore open her own. It was heavier than usual, like it had been when she had gotten the Prefect badge. She took out her first letter, which was the usual, September 1st, book list, etc. She then started reading her next letter. It read as follows:
Ms. Granger,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been chosen to be the Head Girl of Hogwarts for this year. On the Hogwarts Express you will be informed of your duties by Professor McGonagall. The Head Boy of this year is Justin Finch-Fletchley. You have been chosen for your exceptional responsibility and grades. You will share a dormitory with the Head Boy.
Sincerely,
Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Albus Dumbledore
PS: Wonderful job Ms. Granger! You deserve it!
Hermione's face broke into a huge grin. "What?" Ron asked irritably.
"Oh nothing. Just that I'm HEAD GIRL!" Hermione screamed.
A chorus of "That's great Hermione!" and "We knew it Herms!" bounced around the tiny little house.
"Well since everyone's up, we might as well go to Diagon Alley early. We can go visit the twins…Get everything early…well come on! Everyone up! New batch of Floo Powder is by the fireplace." Ron looked sadly at his half eaten third piece of toast.
Hermione, Ron, Harry, Ginny, and Mrs. Weasley each grabbed a pinch of the green powder and one by one tossed it into the fire, stepped in, clearly spoke "Diagon Alley!" and were off on the dizzying
journey to their destination. They dusted off their clothes and Ron looked longingly at the breakfast Tom was cooking. Mrs. Weasley tapped the sequence of bricks and they walked through the magnificent archway into the bustling street. "Ok guys, just go get what you need, meet me at Florean Fortescue's in 2 hours or so." Mrs. Weasley said. Then the four kids were off down the street.
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