New School Year
"Hermione, wake up!" her overly exuberant mother yelled. "Okay, okay, Mum, I'm up!" she yelled slightly annoyed as she groggily crawled out of her comfortable queen sized bed. "Ah, the first day of a rewarding new year", she said to her overly fed cat, Crookshanks. The fat, ginger-colored cat just purred around her legs in response. As she studied her tan complexion in the mirror, she looked at a picture of her in the previous year. The once skinny, short 4th year with bushy hair had somehow transformed (not magically, its called puberty!) into a beautiful young lady. Her once bushy, bird nest of hair is now straight and silky flowing to her shoulders. She still has the same large chestnut eyes, but her lips are full and raspberry colored. She has filled out nicely in the chest area and her once pin-straight body is now blessed with the shape of an hourglass.
She walked into her large master bedroom sized bathroom. Her family was quite wealthy. She passed her large vanity mirror and smile to herself as she slowly stepped into her marble Jacuzzi that had been filled up by her house elf, Mini. Ever since her parents found out that they were wizards and witches, they had adapted to a magical life well. Hermione was, in fact, a pureblood. This meant no more taunting and insults from Malfoy. Oh, how she couldn't wait to see his face when she had the opportunity to rub it in his face! This was going to be a fabulous year. She carefully massaged her beautiful locks with expensive vanilla scented shampoo. She absolutely loved the smell of vanilla. After showering, she applied some makeup (eyeliner, eye shadow, lip gloss etc), combed her hair, and sprayed some of her favorite perfume. She heard a tap on her window as Snowball, her white owl, approached with a letter.
Dear Ms. Granger,
Due to your high marks, exceptionally perfect record of behavior, and hard work, we are pleased to inform you that you are the new Head Girl. Congratulations on this well deserved honor. Please report to the Head Cabin on the Hogwarts Express as soon as you board. You will be informed of your duties and meet the Head Boy. Acquainting with your peers will be permitted after you report to the Head Cabin.
Best wishes,
Professor McGonagall
"Whoot, whoot! I'm Head Girl!" she exclaimed. Hmm, I wonder who the Head Boy is, she thought. She walked downstairs to the breakfast area of her mansion (A/N: told you she's rich!). She gobbled up her breakfast in rush to get to the train station. "Hey, Mum and Dad, guess who the new Head Girl is!" she beamed. "Oh, Honey, we're so proud of you!" they said in unison. 'Till recently, they had no idea what a Head Boy or Girl was, but they read up on Hogwarts after their recent discovery about being magical.
As they reached the train station, Hermione heard an all too familiar voice. "W-well, if it isn't the little mudblood." Draco stuttered. Wow, the little mudblood's gotten hot, he thought. Hermione was expecting this, but what she never knew was that one day, she would have the perfect response to send an unaware Malfoy in a state of bewilderment. "Excuse me, Malfoy, but I'll have you know that I am actually a pureblood. I've been doing a little homework on my lineage and I've found out that my parents are actually witches and wizards." She could see a surprised flicker in his eyes but he hid it well. "Well, well, well. I knew you were to smart to be a filthy mudblood" "Whatever, Malfoy" she just left him standing there looking like a complete idiot as she went to find Harry and Ron.
As she was walking to the train, she noticed almost every guy she passed take a second look at her, some even a third. Well, you couldn't blame them, could you? After much hassle, she managed to find the Head Cabin.
She opened the door to reveal… (A/N: Cliffhanger!)