Hermione scowled.

She turned on the water in the sink and dipped her head in, hoping to slick down her hair a little.

She squeezed conditioner into her palm, completely disregarding the suggestion on the bottle to use a dime sized amount of product.

She pulled out the fancy microfiber towel, special ordered for an extra 20 galleons, that claimed to erase frizz for fuss free curls.

She grabbed her curl cream-gel, a product claiming to eliminate frizz and define curls. She twisted thick pieces of hair around her fingers, trying to define curls.

Hermione sat in front of her mirror, nervously waiting, towel secured around her head, hoping against hope that today would be a salvagable hair day. She attached her diffuser to her hairdryer, with a manic look in her eye.

30 minutes later, Hermione called in sick at the office and put her kinky curls in high bun.

Today just wasn't her day.


A/N: Hey, guys! As a curly girl myself, I often have this exact problem! Either my hair looks amazing and people are asking to touch it all day, or it looks like I had a losing battle with a tiger. The struggle is real! Anyway, when reading Harry Potter I always really sympathized with Hermione. So here goes for all the curly girls like us out there!