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My first Dramione fanfiction, I was reading a lot of these lately and wanted to try my hand at one :) please let me know what you think. Also I am working on my Hunger Games one, just been super busy.

Thank you

"you know if you just sit still this won't hurt as much right?" Ginny said as she yanked the brush through Hermione's hair.

The two girls with sitting in Ginny's room, it was the end of the summer and they would be going back to school in a few weeks. Ginny had taken it upon herself to try and get some control over her friend's hair, and was currently waging a war with it.

"I can't help it" whimpered Hermione "your hurting me"

"well it wouldn't hurt so much if you brushed it once or twice you know" Ginny said through gritted teeth, trying to prize the brush out from the tangled mess of hair

"I do brush it, just nothing I do seems to work" Hermione wailed,

"Ah ha!" Ginny yelled as she got the brush free. Holding it above her head she was just about to try again when Hermione leapt up and grabbed hold of it.

"That's enough of that" she said and put the brush down on the dresser. "So Gin what's really going on?"

Hermione didn't just believe that Ginny had suddenly found a new interest in her hair, she had never seemed fussed before and she had been acting odd for a while.

"It's Harry" Ginny said looking at the floor " I don't think he likes me anymore" and with that she sat down and burst into tears.

Hermione rushed over to her friend and hugged her while she cried, when Ginny's tears had slowed down, Hermione wiped them away and brushed Ginny's hair off her face,

"Of course, he still likes you. Really Gin he does" she added after seeing Ginny's face. "Harry is just a guy, they aren't very good at saying what they feel, I mean take Ron for example. He could barely say three words to Fleur when he first met her and I sometimes catch in staring at me with his mouth wide open. They are completely hopeless"

Ginny looked up and smiled, Hermione did have a point, "So I shouldn't worry?" she said

"Of course not. Everything will be fine" Hermione said smiling.

"Come on we should be getting to bed, it's late"

The girls started getting ready for bed. Hermione pulled her hair back and sighed, although Ginny had brushed it, it didn't feel or look any different. Tying it in a bun she climbed into bed and watched Ginny brush her long smooth her and was a little jealous. Ginny was gorgeous, she looked perfect and she knew it. Hermione wished she had the confidence that she had. Instead she liked to hide behind books and baggy clothes, preferring to be known for her brain rather than her looks. Still she thought, looks wouldn't be too bad.

"Gin, I was wonder." she began but was cut off by Ginny who didn't hear her and said

"I wonder if our school lists will come tomorrow? I really hope so because I've been dying to go shopping for ages now"

"I guess we will have to wait and see" was all Hermione said, as she pulled the covers over herself. Ginny got into the other bed and flicked the lights

"Night mione"

"Night Gin"

Hermione stayed awake so a long time after Ginny fell asleep, thinking, , she just wished she was prettier or at least that her hair wasn't such a disaster. She didn't think she was bad looking but she wanted to make more of an effort this year. She didn't want to be popular but she wanted to be noticed and not mad fun of so much.

Sighing she turned over,

'maybe I'll ask Ginny for some help tomorrow' she thought as she finally feel asleep, a plan starting to form in her head.