Hermione walked slowly to the Blue mini-van her father was driving, it had been a long summer and she was looking forward to going home.
"How was the camp?" her father said, his smile full of perfectly lined white teeth.

Hermione sighed before throwing her bag in the back and answering "It was hectic, and I wish I would have just stayed home." she turned and gave her father a long hug before pulling back and looking at the clock on the dash board. "What's mom cooking for diner?"

"Veggie burgers." He replied putting the van in reverse and pulling out of the now vacate parking lot. Just about an hour before, you couldn't have fit through here walking, it was hard to believe that she was now riding easily through.

Camp hadn't been her idea, in fact she had protested, but her mother had insisted that she spend some time 'with her own kind' as she had put it. She hadn't been a camper, but a counselor. She didn't mind spending time with all the little kids, she had even taken under her wing, a camper who she thought might end up at Hogwarts some day. She loved spending time with younger kids, but she had missed being able to owl Harry and Ron.

The only letters she had gotten were from her family, and one from Ron. Hermione smiled at the memory of a tattered barn owl swooping through her window, to the surprise of many campers and counselors. The letter had been short, though saying only that Harry was spending the rest of the summer at the Burrow, and that she could reach him there. She had sent an owl back but didn't get a reply.

"Dad did I happen to get any owls while I was away?" She asked her voice was soft from exhaustion.

"As a matter of fact, you got one, from some girl called Ginny." He smiled over at her, as if to say -sorry we didn't tell you-.

//Great,// she thought//My two best friends don't bother with me and the only mail I get is from one of there siblings.// Not that she really minded, meaning she was pretty close to Ginny. It was just that she thought maybe she would get something from Ron, since they had liked each other since day one.

When the van finally pulled up to the house, Hermione was more then ready to take a nap. However, she knew that was never going to happen, after all she had just spent a whole month away from home, after spending the whole school year at Hogwarts. She hadn't seen her parents, only two weeks before camp, and she did want to tell them about it.

Grabbing her bag out of the back, she climbed the four steps to the door, but before she could open it, it was thrown open and her pudgy mother was throwing her arms around her, saying Look at you, look how much you've grown. My little girl,

"Mom, mom?" she struggled out of the embrace and stepped into the brightly light hallway, placing her bag at the bottom of the stairs and then turned towards her mother and gave her a proper hug. Then turned and hugged her grandmother who had appeared next to her mom.

"How was camp darling?" her grandmother said, in a thick American accent. "Did you have fun?"

Hermione answered all their questions over diner, and told them all about summer camp, and her stuff she had forgotten to tell them about Hogwarts. The veggie burgers were a lot better then Hermione had remembered and she found her self-going back for another one, along with more salad. "So what's going on mom?" she asked around a mouth full of burger. "Have you gone vegetarian on us?" The family laughed, and her mother shook her head. After that diner went on as it normally did in the Granger household, with Hermione chattering about school, books or a boy she had met at camp.

When finally the clock above the fireplace struck ten, Hermione yawned and told the others that she was going to take a shower and head to bed. She grabbed her bag from the bottom of the stairs and headed in the direction of her private bathroom, it felt so good to be in her own home, going to take a shower in her own bathroom, and then being able to sleep in her own bed. She grabbed a clean pair of pajamas and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.

Once she had stripped and turned on the water she went to climb in, but instead she caught her reflection in the full-length mirror hanging on the door. Standing in front of the mirror she took her self in, she had grown a lot over the summer, she was now taller and slimmer then she was when she came home from Hogwarts last year. She also had a couple of new additions to her figure, though she wasn't exactly huge she was pretty big in the chest area, and she had to smile at what the others would say when the saw the quiet noticeable difference. Her long legs were tanned from long days spent out in the sun and she couldn't help but like the way the sun had bleached her hair in spots to make it looked streaked, plus with the summer it had lost a lot of its frizz ness and now hung lose around her shoulders. Her teeth no longer stuck out, thanks to her fathers clear braces.

Hermione liked the way she looked; it was a large improvement from the girl that had come home beginning of summer. Smiling to her self, she stepped into the shower all the while thinking of a special person she hoped noticed the difference. To her surprise and horror, it wasn't the person she had thought she would be thinking about, but instead of worrying about that, she shook her head and told herself it was just sleep deprivation.

A few hot days later Hermione received an owl from Hogwarts with her list of books and other needs. Her mother told her the day they would go into London to get her stuff and Hermione raced up stairs to write the boys, and hopefully set up a place to meet. The day after she sent out the letter Ron replied with another telling her they would be there, and to bring him some of those muggle licorice sticks, which made Hermione smile.

Harry? Hermione ran up behind the boy and hugged his shoulders, it had been such a long summer and she had missed them something awful.

"Mione." Harry said swinging around to hug her the right way. Pulling back he looked down at her chest and then back up at her hair. "What happened to you?" he asked with a wide grin on his face.
"The summer." she sighed dramatically, "Stupid sun bleached my hair and made it limb." she giggled before adding in a whispered voice. "I think it made my boobs grow to." Harry turned a deep red before muttering that he hadn't noticed.

"Where's Ron?" looking around she saw Neville Longbottom and Dean Thomas over at the robe shop.
"Right here, Hermi" The red haired boy said walking up behind her and touching her shoulder. When she turned around she noticed that he had went through a few changes him self, his hair was a lot longer and his freckles had disappeared, he hadn't really gotten taller since he was already tall last year, but he had grown into his height, making him a bit more muscular.
Hermione most have been staring with her mouth open because he laughed and said, "Leave that trap open long enough and you'll catch a mouse." Before pulling her into a rough hug. //Wow, he must have gained some confidence with all those muscles.// she thought.

"You look hot, herm. What happened?"

"Ha, ha." she said still a little stunned that he would be talking like this with out blushing.

"Harry, How are ya, mate?" he said as he realized they weren't alone. Hermione must not have been the only one shocked by Ron's newfound masculinity, because Harry was staring at him as if he had no idea who he was.

"Am I the only one who wasn't morphed into a super model?" he asked giving Ron a friendly hug.

"I'm far from a super model," Ron said for the first time blushing like the old him. "Let's go get our books, so people don't start talking about average Joe, talking to two super models."

After they got their books, they had some lunch and went into a joke shop to pick up some things to joke off with.

When Mrs. Weasley came to pick up Ron and a very confused Harry Hermione gave them a hug and said her good-byes before heading to the Leaky Cauldron to get her parents. On her way there, however she stopped by Flourish and Blotts, for a little reading while she waited for the summer holiday to end. Walking into the shop, she noticed a familiar blonde head, belonging to Draco Malfoy.

Trying to avoid him, she took the long way to the back and browsed for an interesting book. When she found one, she walked to the counter and paid the man behind the counter, smiling at him nicely, before turning to leave.

Malfoy, who was smirking down at her chest, however, blocked her path to the door.

"Finally hit puberty then have we." he laughed as there was no one else around to do it for him, Hermione turned a brilliant shade of red and tried to walk around him. He shot his arm out to stop her and it collide with her chest, "Well, well." he grinned, "I think you might have liked that." he lowered his face to hers and added "Must really shock you to know what it feels like to be touched by a real wizard." before he could add anything else Hermione shoved past him and made her way quickly to find her parents.

That night before she fell asleep her last thought was //How could I have thought he would change.//