Hermine Granger stared into the mirror with awe. Once again she felt her two front teeth, and chomped down on them. She marveled at how strait and perfect they lined up. She turned around slowly watching in the mirror pausing to see how her newly grown breasts had filled the shirt she was wearing. "To bad these are muggle cloths, I look good in them." she said to herself. Then for the forth time she picked up her ivory brush and ran it through her new wavy hair. No longer did she have a bushy unkept "nest" for hair. She put down the brush and turned around again slowly in the mirror. She liked the new her, she really liked the new her. "Hermine? Are you still awake?" Her mom called from down stairs, "It's almost 11:45! You need to wake early tomorrow!" Hermine ran and leaped into bed "Yikes! 11:45!" She thought"I NEVER stay up this late and I wasn't even studying! What has gotten into me?" She lay in bed staring at the Ceiling. Crookshanks mewed and hoped onto the bed. She wondered what Harry would think of her new "look." And She dreamed of what Ron would think about her. Ron. That name seemed to stick out as she spoke. Snapping back into reality she thought "Well they better like it," she sighed, "because it took me all summer to get this way!" Yet Some how She knew, She wasn't the only one that had changed. Tomorrow She would climb aboared The Scarlet steem engiene and go back to start her fifth year, tomorrow she was finnally going back to Hogwarts School of witch Craft and Wizardry.