A/N: This is my first Harry Potter Fanfic, so don't be too harsh. Unfortunately I do not own anything in this story. It all belongs to the brilliant J.K. Rowlings. I hope you enjoy. Please review, I am totally open to any hints, suggestions, and ideas. Thanx!

Chapter 1: Dream Team Reunion

     Hermione Granger woke up early Friday morning. She was about to begin her sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Hermione was barely recognizable as the girl who left Hogwarts the previous June. She had grown at least three inches, her hair, once bushy and short, now hung to her waist in a cascade of soft brown waves. Her and her mother had gotten it straitened after school ended and luckily it had never really frizzed up again. Hermione's chocolate brown eyes were often accented with a light, natural eye-shadow, and her full lips were now normally glazed in a sheer lip-gloss that made her beautiful, white smile even more obvious. Her curves and figure were now much more visible than the year before, and she wore clothes that showed this much more often. She may have changed a lot physically, but she was still the same girl on the inside. She had read about twenty books that summer and sent numerous letters to Harry and Ron, reminding them to start there holiday homework early.

Hermione was meeting her best friends tomorrow in Diagon Alley to buy school supplies. She had not seen Ron or Harry all summer. She was looking forward to seeing Ron of course, but more than that, she wanted to see Harry, Harry, whom she had developed a crush on over the last two years. Of course, Harry was totally oblivious to these feelings. She was worried that if she told Harry how she felt, she would risk their friendship. Even if she wanted to be with Harry, she didn't want to risk losing him as a friend.

Since it was her last day at home, Hermione and her mother were going shopping. Hermione climbed into the car next to her mother, who smiled at her. "Ready to go?" she asked. Hermione smiled and nodded. They went to Hermione's favorite clothing store first where she bought a pair of  black hip-hugggers with gold sparkles along the side seams and a formfitting red and gold tank-top that said "Sugar" on it. She also bought, a small black skirt and a lace-up peasant top with matching knee-length boots. After she got these clothes, she picked out some plain hip-hugger jeans and a few cute t-shirts.

 Hermione's mother took her to lunch at a small pizza parlor. She then surprised her by taking her to the piercing shop. Hermione had always wanted to get her ears pierced. She got two holes at the bottom of each ear and a ring in the cartilage at the top. Mrs. Granger saw Hermione looking at the naval rings. "You can get yours pierced if you want," she said. "Really?" Hermione asked excitedly. Her mother nodded and Hermione stepped nervously onto the stool, "I hope this doesn't hurt." Hermione squeezed her mother's hand as the piercing needle went through her belly-button. She cried out in pain and grabbed her stomach, dropping her mothers hand. "I changed my mind," she cried. "Don't worry," the saleswoman said, "your done." On the ride home, Hermione decided she wouldn't get anything else pierced. Ever.

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Hermione was laying on her stomach in her room trying to get to sleep. Because of her piercing earlier that day she couldn't remain in that position. She finally gave up and rolled onto her back, falling into a restless sleep. No sooner than she had fallen asleep she felt as if she was being shaken awake. She didn't think it was possible considering it felt like she had just fallen asleep.. She begrudgingly woke up to her mothers smiling face. "Get up," she said, "we have to leave soon." Her mother got up and walked to the door.        

 Hermione looked at her clock. It is only eight, she thought. No wonder I'm Tired. Hermione fell out of bed and stumbled into the shower. She climbed out about five minutes later, much more awake than she had been before, and began getting ready. She magically dried her hair so it hung, wavy and smooth, to her small waist. She then applied some eye make-up and lip-gloss. She went over to the outfit she had laid out the night before, the sparkly black hip-huggers and red and gold shirt from yesterday. Hermione didn't like how the shirt had said sugar so she transfigured the sparkling gold letters to form the word "Gryffindor." She pulled the jeans and shirt on and slipped into a pair of lack flip-flops, then sprinted downstairs to get some breakfast

Her father and mother were waiting for her in the kitchen. Her dad took her trunk to load and her mother tossed her a pack of poptarts before pushing her out the door. The car ride into London seemed to take forever, but they finally arrived. Hermione and her parents walked down the street until Hermione spotted the leaky Cauldron. "There it is," she said pointing, so that her muggle parents could see it. She was supposed to meet Harry and the Weasleys there as one eleven o'clock. It was already ten forty-five. Hermione dashed into the leaky cauldron, followed by her parents, and looked around. She saw a few students from Hogwarts: A few third year Hufflepuffs and a seventh year Ravenclaw.

"Well, If it isn't little Ms.Granger." Hermione turned around and saw handsome smirking face and platinum blonde hair, Draco Malfoy. "What do you want Malfoy?" she sighed. "Just wondering where the other two-thirds of the dream team is. Where are Potty and Weasel, Her-Granger?" he smirked again. Hermione shook her head, "I'm supposed to be meeting the, hear." "Well, then. Ill see you later Granger." He turned and walked away. Hermione frowned after him. Had she just had a civil conversation with Draco Malfoy?

Hermione went back to looking for her friends. Then she saw them, Harry standing amongst a group of people with bright red hair. She caught Ron's eye and waved, running over to meet them. "Hermione, Is that you?" Ron choked out, "You look different." Good different or bad different?" she asked turning to Harry. "Definitely good different." They said in unison.

Harry then swept her up in his strong arms and gave her a tight hug. "Its great to see you again 'Mione," He said in her hair, "you look great" Hermione smiled and thanked him. "Hey, Harry, its my turn," Ron said tapping his foot. Hermione reluctantly let go of Harry and turned to Ron. He picked her up and swung her around in the air before pulling her into a tight hug. This made Hermione giggle. "We've missed you Herm," Ginny said pulling her brother off Hermione to give her a quick sisterly hug.

They were interrupted by Mrs. Weasley, "Come dears, there will be plenty of time for that later. Right now we need to get shopping." They all followed Mrs. Weasley through the back courtyard and into Diagon Alley. Hermione couldn't stop smiling. She was so happy to be back with her friends and excited about going back to the castle. Even Draco Malfoy had been civil. If Hermione didn't know any better she would have thought that he had almost called her by her first name.

Hermione, Harry, and the Weasleys spent the rest of the day school-shooping, and, because of Hermione, over half the day was spent in Flourish and Blotts, the bookstore. Hermione headed back to the burrow with twice as many books then were on her school list. Ron and Harry just shook their heads. She may have changed a lot over the summer, but she was still their Hermione.

A/N-I hope y'all liked my first chapter. Ill start the second one as soon as I get a few review. Later