Hermione slumped against the chair in the library waiting for her friends. She pulled her frizzy brown hair in a ponytail as she heard footsteps come towards her.
"Hey 'Mione. What's up?" A silky voice broke the silence. Mackenzie Annabeth Fawn was Hermione's best friend. She had platinum blonde hair and bright blue eyes.
"Kenz! Ponytail again? You know you look much better with your hair down! Plus a baggy sweater too!"Hermione exclaimed in exasperation. The blonde rolled her eyes.
'She is really pretty, definitely the prettiest of us three. She's just insecure.' Hermione thought.
"Where is she?" Kenz asked, taking a seat next to Hermione. She began drumming her fingers on the table Hermione was leaning a thick book on. When Mackenzie had arrived, she had closed the book out of politeness, but she was itching to open it back to the interesting passage she was reading.
"Hey Dudes!" A familiar voice called to the two girls waiting impatiently for the third girl in their group.
"Ellyn Arturo McKnight, where have you been?" Hermione exclaimed. The ancient librarian hushed them angrily. The late comer swept her black hair in a bun, her grey eyes shining as she looked at Hermione.
"I got a letter from Ellis...what? She is my sister!" The American defended as Hermione squinted her eyes. "So, what are we gonna do today?" Ellyn asked, hastily changing the subject.
"I'm not sure. Maybe we could go to Hogsmeade or something? We can get our nails done!" Kenz suggested, standing up. Hermione fought the urge to pull a face. She found long nails extremely impractical. "Come on 'Mione, get up." The blond urged, holding a hand out to pull her up. The witches exited the library side by side, just as a certain green eyed boy came scurrying to meet them.
"'Ello 'Arry" Ellyn imitated Fleur Delacour, the French witch who had taken part in the Triwizard Tournament with Harry. He smirked. It was a running joke between the two teens, since Ellyn had always made her hate towards Fleur evident.
"Where are you girls off to?" He asked. Mackenzie strolled over to Harry, swaying her hips. She walked a slow circle around him, stopping at his back.
"Hogsmeade. Are you coming?" She whispered, her warm breath tickling his ear. Then her hand found its way to Harry's head, and she hit him.
"Ouch! Kenz!" Harry exclaimed, rubbing the place where she hit him.
"I take back the invitation." She whispered again, sashaying back to her two best friends. The girls sniggered.
"Bye Chosen One!" Hermione called out as they walked away. Harry smirked as he watched his favourite witches disappear round a corner.
Hermione was wearing a red tank top and loose jeans under her opened cloak. Her frizzy hair was in its usual messy ponytail. While Hermione wore red, Mackenzie wore a white top to go with her black knee high shorts. Her hair was free, after the girls had begged her to take it down. They had also managed to convince her to take off the baggy sweater she was wearing before. Ellyn was quite the opposite; she wore a knee high blue skirt and black leggings, with a blue over-sized shirt that said 'Go Ravenclaws!'
"Where do we go now?" Hermione asked looking at her besties. Ellyn was about to say something but was interrupted by someone shouting:
"OH FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY! Look at them!" The witches whipped around to see the person they least wanted to see.
"What do you want Parkinson?" Mackenzie spat. Pansy snorted in a very un-ladylike way. Mackenzie eyed the person that she linked arms with.
"It bothered me to see you guys wandering in something you call clothes. Why bother to buy clothes when you can wear a bin bag? It won't be any difference to what you're wearing at the moment, Fawn..." Pansy sneered and turned to face the boy with the ice blonde hair. "Right, Draco?" Draco Malfoy was about a foot taller than Pansy. His piercing grey eyes glared through all of the witches that stood in front of them.
"Just-just go away Parkinson!" Hermione stuttered as she glared at both Pansy and Draco. All this time Draco stayed silent casting a few anxious and guilty glances at the only blonde witch there.
"Keep your filthy mouth shut, Mudblood." Pansy hissed, emphasising the only word that would actually hurt Hermione. The three best friends could clearly see Draco flinch at the use of the word, and so did Hermione, but she hid it well. "Not only does your disgusting 'fashion sense' keep boys away, but so does your filthy blood!" Pansy shrieked.
"Would you please just take Parkinson away, Malfoy?" Mackenzie pleaded, looking at Malfoy. Their eyes locked for a moment and she gave him a small smile which he returned.
"Come on Pansy, we have better things to do." Draco said calmly trying to keep his eyes on Mackenzie while Pansy huffed and pulled Draco away. Mackenzie looked behind her and made her eyes follow the couple walking up the street, not to look at the pug-faced girl, but a certain blond boy beside her.
"Kenz!" Ellyn snapped her fingers in front of Mackenzie's face, bringing her back to reality as they walked away towards the Three Broomsticks pub.
"Hey guys!" A voice greeted as they sat down in their usual seat in the corner of The Three Broomsticks pub. They looked behind to see a fiery redhead walking towards them.
"Hey Ginny!" The witches exclaimed happily at the same time. Ginny eyed their clothes.
"No offense but... What are you guys wearing? Especially you Kenz, I thought you had fashion sense!" Ginny sighed deeply, looking like she was going to faint. It was then that the girls noticed the boy standing behind her.
"Gin! Where were you? I was looking all... oh hey guys." The boy said. Fiery red hair, bright blue eyes, who else but Ronald Bilius Weasley.
"Ron I have to take these hopeless girls shopping. Do you mind?" Ginny asked, pulling them out of the chair regardless of his answer.
"Erm, no, not at all!" Ron said coolly but the girls had already scurried out of the bar, leaving the red head wrapped up in his own thoughts.