Hermione Granger tried to smooth down her curls, but to no avail. Her hair would not be settled down. I'm starting to look like Harry.

Hermione's hair fell down to her mid-back in soft curls brown curls that shone gold. She was meeting Harry and Ron at Diagon Alley to go shopping. She put on a red sweater (lol jumper) with blue stars. Then she pulled on a charcoal gray short pleated skirt. Then she put on a pair of blue knee socks and her plain mary-janes. She searched around for her money. She picked up her coin purse embroidered with celestial bodies. She smiled. She then put on some glittery black mascara. She put on some lip balm and left. She enjoyed walking the streets of London in the morning. Everything felt extremely fresh. Speaking of fresh a vendor offered her some strawberries. Hermione smiled her gentle grin and made an exchange. Finally she arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. She smiled and winked at Tom, then tapped the bricks with her wand. The bricks realigned themselves to reveal Diagon Alley. Hermione looked down at her watch.

10:30, I'm half an hour early. I guess I'll just get my robes now so they won't have to tag along with me later. They always whine so much. I can even get some dress robes.

Hermione squealed as she made her way to Madame Malkin's. She browsed up and down the rows of brightly colored fabrics. The galleons, sickles, and knuts jingled happily in her pouch, reminding her of how many robes she could get. She browsed, then she found a row of blues. Blues were among her favorite hues. She got lost in the sky blues, the ocean blues and the deep, mysterious midnights. She couldn't choose between them all.

The impulsive part of her brain said Get them all. You are a girl after all. Shop all you want. But then the conscientious part of her said that when are you ever going to need all of these robes? There aren't enough occasions for all of them. She nodded. And sighed. Not that she could even afford all of them and her school robes. She got new school robes. And had her school uniform taken in a bit. She sighed as she passed the beautiful blues.

She stopped. A glittering blue with bits of silver and gray caught her attention. She HAD to get it. She went up and touched the fabric. It felt like water running through her fingers. She turned her eyes to the seamstress. The Seamstress nodded and measured the fabric. Hermione loved it. It seemed to sparkle naturally, for there weren't any sequins or any trace of glitter. As soon as she was done Hermione stepped outside and crossed the street to Quality Quidditch Supplies where she had glimpsed a red head and a messy mop of black hair through the window.

"Hey boys!" Hermione said upon entering the shop.

"Hermione!!" the both said in synchronization. She was immediately wrapped in two pairs of strong arms. She laughed happily. The summer had been too long. The trio pulled back as if on cue, and looked at one another.

Ron had grown much taller. Standing around 6'3 he was the tallest in the entire Weasley clan. His bright red hair was a bit short than it was normally, it was in place but it still looked a little messy. His eyes were a merry blue color. Hermione thought of all the beautiful dress robes she could get to match them. His skin was sprinkled with freckles, making him look a bit childish. Ron had also filled out. He was more muscular than he had been in previous years, but whether that was a recent development or not Hermione wasn't sure. She'd spent the past summers with his family at the burrow. She smiled at his deep blue tee shirt. She found guys most attractive in dark colors but Ron insisted that black made him feel like a jack-o-lantern. He had on a pair of plain jeans. Then Hermione turned to look at Harry.

Harry had also grown up and filled out. He wasn't as tall as Ron, about 6' but that was tall enough. His hair looked messier than usual, if that was possible. Harry had long given up trying to tame it because according to all the girls at school it was "hella sexy". Harry didn't mind much. One less thing to worry about. His green eyes twinkled behind his glasses. Harry's scar stood out boldly on his skin, no longer as pale as he had been, but not quite tan. He was wearing baggy clothes that had to be Dudley's cast-offs. He smiled brightly at his friend. The three separated further this time. Hermione suggested they pick up their books. So they crossed the street and entered Flourish and Blotts. Hermione smiled when the familiar smell of dust, ink and leather hit her nose. She smiled and took out her list of books.

"Back for the 7th year books are we?" asked the pleasant man behind the counter. Hermione nodded. But she felt a small pang upon being reminded that after this year she would no longer return to Hogwarts. A laugh interrupted her thoughts. A Monster Book of Monsters was attacking Ron. She laughed, the thought pushed away. The rest of the day was spent in much the same manner, Hermione trying to shop and the boys goofing off and making her laugh.

(Fast forwarding the Kings Cross)

Hermione stood on the edge of the platform. She brushed a curl off of her forehead, her golden eyes unfocused. She'd already said goodbye to her parents and driven herself there. She wiped away a tear that wasn't there. She turned away from the muggle world and walked, for the last time, through the barrier. Once through, she took in the look of her peers, she couldn't help but feel saddened by how much she'd miss this next year. But now was not the time to be thinking of that she had a whole year ahead of her. She smiled to herself, she'd made the best of her Hogwarts years. Her shining head girl badge said that much. I wonder who made head boy. She boarded the train. The train ride itself was rather boring. She found Harry and Ron right away. It was fairly boring. Mostly 'how was your summers' and such. It didn't get interesting until the very end the ride when the boys scrambled to dress. Forgetting that their female companion was.female. Not that it bothered Hermione. She'd seen them like this before. Every year for that matter. Hermione started coming in her uniform though, after a terrible incident that happened fifth year.

&Flashback&

It was the yearly struggle yet again. Hermione tore off her pants exposing her red panties, thinking nothing of it Hermione removed her bra. Suddenly there was a bright flash and a click. Hermione glared and turned to the source. There standing in the doorway was none other than Draco Malfoy and his cronies Crabbe and Goyle. Hermione reached for anything. Ron and Harry instinctively covered her. Though neither looked all that intimidating. Ron had on his boxers, and his white shirt hardly buttoned. While Harry sported a pair of pants and his tie.

"Thanks for the free show mudblood, I'll be sure to put it in the yearbook," said Draco with his trademark spark.

"Hand over the camera Malfoy," said Ron spitting out the name like it was something foul.

"No thank you, I'd much rather keep it. Nice skivvies Granger."

"Go ahead Malfoy. Dream up all your little sick fantasies. I have nothing to be ashamed of. Just remember that this is the last time you'll see me like this, and this time was an accident. Oh yeah, and I will have my revenge."

&End Flashback&

Ever since then she'd come prepared. Hermione giggled at Ron's freckle- covered chest. He glared at her. She shook her head. In no time they'd arrived. She could barely take in all of the scenery, or the emotions that came with it. She blinked back tears as she walked up the stairs to the last sorting she'd ever see. She zoned in and out of the sorting, remembering how nervous she had been, and how proud to be placed in Gryffindor. The feast went relatively well. The day was pleasant. Nothing bad had happened. But nothing especially great. Then Dumbledore stood up. He tapped his glass. His eyes twinkled as magnificently the enchanted ceiling.

"Attention, attention. Thank you. First of all, thank you for a wonderful welcome back feast. It's been marvelous. And as I have already gone over all the rules. I think I'd like to announce this years heads. They are Hermione Granger-" everyone cheered except the Slytherins. "-And Draco Malfoy." The Slytherins let out the shouts the held back. The Heads stood up and glared at each other across the way. Hermione flipped her hair and lead her students to her common room. Draco glared after her, know they'd be sharing quarters.