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Chapter 1
"Come down honey, there's a mail for you from Hogwarts!" Hermione's mom yelled from the kitchen in their big, 3 floor house. "Alright, I'm coming!" Hermione yelled down, she has been working on her potions homework and even though it's the summer vacations, Snape piles them up with loads and loads of the stuff.
Hermione grabbed the letter from her mom's hands and gave her a quick 'thank you' before running up the stairs to her bedroom again. It was the usual letter from Hogwarts, the letter telling students what books to buy and what supplies are needed.
"Powerful Curses, Magical Animals, DRESS ROBES! Oh gosh! That means we're going to have a dance!" Hermione yelled out loud. Then she remembered 5th year's horrible Valentine's Day dance, she went with Harry and they were having a great time, but Harry stepped on her foot while they were dancing, she tripped, and landed right inside the punch bowl. The students had a good laugh, especially Pansy Parkinson. Then she and Harry had a huge fight about whose fault it was. So they ended up not even speaking to each other.
"Enough of that," she said to herself as she shook her head and swept the bad memory from her head. 'Maybe Ginny and I can go shopping together in Diagon Alley today! I do need to check up on that new book they have on display.' She quickly scribbled a note to Ginny to ask about the matter, as Crookshanks leaped up to her desk, waiting to be scratched behind the ears, like Hermione always did. "Not right now Crookshanks, I have to owl this note!" she said as she stood up. Crookshanks slipped away to the kitchen sadly to get some attention from her mum.
She walked downstairs into the family room where they kept their family owl, Lily. She's getting quite old now and they're going to need a new owl sooner or later, but Lily stuck out her leg to show her that she could handle it. "Always the proud one, aren't you?" Hermione said to the owl. Lily gave her a nibble on the finger and flew out the window.
"Maybe I should take a break and have lunch!" Ginny said, stretching out her arms. "I just wish Hermione was here so she could help me on this stupid potions homework! Stupid Snape! Doesn't he ever take a shower and wash his hair?" Ginny stumbled down the narrow staircase to the kitchen only to discover Harry sitting with her brothers, having lunch and chatting happily with each other.
Suddenly, all eyes were on Ginny as she slipped, rolled down the stairs, and fell flat on her face. "Um, uh are you alright, Ginny?" Harry asked while she let out a small squeak, ran to her bedroom and frantically shut the door behind her.
"Why can't I ever act normal in front of him?" she asked herself, taking out her best pair of robes she had. Then a little voice in her head asked her. "What's the point of dressing so nicely in front of him? You know he's never going to notice you! He's got his eyes on some Ravenclaw Quidditch seeker!" Just the thought of it made her want to pound someone, preferably the Ravenclaw Quidditch seeker. Just while she was trying to decide whether to wear her normal robes or her best robes, Lily flew in with a note on her leg. "Yes! Just in time, Hermione! I really need to talk to you about my 'Harry problem'!"
Ginny, can you come shopping with me in Diagon alley, say... today?
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Hermione
"Perfect," said Ginny as she quickly
scribbled a note back to Hermione.
"Oh, what the heck, who cares if Harry sees me ugly? I'm way over him!" "Yeah, right," said the little voice. "Oh just shut up!" she said to it before heading downstairs.
"I think Ginny still has that crush on you since 2nd year!" Ron said teasingly to a very annoyed Harry. "Oh shut it up Ron, I know she still likes me, but I don't know how to say it to her without hurting her feelings." "Oh, and did you read your supplies letter yet? We have to get dress robes! That means we're having a dance! I'm wearing the dress robes Fred and George bought me, isn't it strange how people can just get money out of nowhere?" Ron asked. "Yeah, really strange." Harry replied, smiling sheepishly.
"Oy! Ginny! Come sit with us! And stop walking like your going to steal something." That must of caught her by surprise, because she tripped on her own foot and almost had a repeat of last time. Ginny tiptoed down the stairs, picked up her turkey sandwich and sat down At the end of the table, far from Ron and Harry.
"What's wrong, dear? You don't look so good this morning," a worried Mrs. Weasley asked Ginny. "Oh! I'm perfectly okay!" Ginny answered. "Well, hurry up then, and finish your sandwiches, children!" said Mrs. Weasley. "We have to get to Diagon Alley to buy your supplies!"
"I personally think that you should take more care with your appearance, Ginny, if you want to make Harry, or any chap, notice you," Hermione declared, as they stood outside the posh beauty centre 'Fashion Fantasy'. "Well, I suppose I would, but I haven't the money to buy even a scrap of that dress over there," said Ginny as she pointed to a mesmerizing gown on display at the front of the store. "Let's just look around then, alright?" said Hermione as she dragged Ginny inside the place.
The 'Fashion Fantasy' was completely breath taking. The walls were covered with beautiful satin draperies, and it smelled wonderful. "Hi girls! What can I do for you today?" said the gorgeous shopkeeper. She had bright green eyes and the most beautiful red hair. Ginny looked from her dull red hair, to the shopkeeper's glowing mane, and sighed.
"We're looking for a complete makeover for this young woman beside me here, she'll need a new hairstyle, several new outfits, some cosmetics, shoes…" Hermione said excitedly to the shopkeeper. "Hermione! That wasn't part of the plan! We were just going to look around! Who's going to pay for all this anyway?" asked a very worried Ginny. "I am! Of course!" Hermione answered. "No way! I would never let you pay for all that!" Ginny said back. "Oh, come on, Ginny! Just a hair cut then! Seriously, when was the last time you've actually gone to the salon?" Hermione said exasperatedly as she pulled Ginny into the stylist's room.
The result of the haircut was way too much for Ginny, she couldn't even recognize herself! Her long, dull hair had been snipped into a gorgeous mid-length style. The hair stylist had done layers and it framed her face perfectly. Her hair now looked glowing, and it was a gorgeous red, like the beautiful shopkeepers'.
She rushed to find her brother and Harry. But in her eagerness, she ran straight into someone else, someone tall, blond, and with a just as perfect hairstyle.
A/N: Thank you all for reading! This is my first fan-fic, so give me LOTS of advice! Please review! Luv you all! - VaNiLlAiCiNg
