Disclamer : I'm J.K Rowling, of course... Like everybody, duh !

Rating : T (I really don'tliek the new ratings... 13'n'up was better... Anyway, I can't put M 'cause I'm younger than that... LoL)

Couples: Hermione and Fred & Ginny and Harry (Yo, I know, it's too hot !... Damare, §lyzerin...)

A/N: Well, well, this is my fisrt time writing someting that long in English... I so hope there's not many mistakes ! I'm french, that's why I know there are... If you see some incredible errors, say it to me, I'll change 'em ! Oh, an' if someone would dare to correct all my text, I would really appreciate it... Heh, heh, heh, I'm so bad... Anyway, first HP Fic in here that I don't think I'll remove an' I'd like to have many many many reviews, even if it's only 1 word ! 'Cause, my french stories we're flops, like all the french stories, 'cause nobody reads them... Even not me ! Let's see what's on that fic, now !

When Bad Girls Come Around

Chapter 1: Would You Reckon Who Thought of This ?

It was almost midnight when Hermione Granger, the bookworm and the most wise girl of Hogwarts, woke up. She sat straight in her bed, thinking about her dream, that dream she was having almost every night.

It had convinced her to apply her plan. Well, maybe 'plan' was a big word... Let's say idea, instead. But, how could she do that all alone ? She had to find a partner who would dare to help her. Who could it be...? Hermione had to find someone in the same situation than she was. "I know, she thought, Ginny ! I'm sure she'd like to help me and be what I wanna be !".

The next morning, she wrote a letter to Ginny Weasley, one of her old friends. She had known her since she had started school at Hogwarts of Witchcraft and Wizardry, which meant sincesix years because now, Hermione was seventeen, and on the way of her last year at this school.

"Dear Ginny,

I'm sure you find it odd to receive a letter from me that early in the summer. But I'd like to meet you next week in Diagon Alley. I'll explain everything once we'll be there.

See you soon, Hermione."

The following week, Hermione was on her way to Leaky Cauldron when the door, invisible for muggles, burst open from the inside. It was none other than Draco Malfoy. Trying to be invisible as the door, she went the other way, but, too late, he had seen her. "Hermione", he said, with a little frontal move of his head when passed beside her.

That was strange.

"Was it really Malfoy ? In muggles' clothes ? He didn't even called me mudblood, and worst of all, he kinda salute me with my first name ! What's wrong with him ?"

When she arrived at the Leaky Cauldron, Ginny was already there. She had traveled by Floo Powder. "You'll never know who I meet in my way here !" Hermione told Ginny. "Who ?" she asked. "A Malfoy in muggle clothes." The young girl narrated what had happen only five minutes ago. Ginny, puzzled, said at last : "This is odd... Anyway, why did you wanted me to come here ?"

"Oh, yes", Hermione responded, "some other day, I saw on TV-"

"What's a TV ?"

"Oh, yeah, you don't know that... Well, it's a kinda box where there are moving images that tell a story or show a documentary and things like that..."

"Ah, right,"she said.

"Well, that's it: I saw something on TV that made me realized that I was too serious... That it would be fun to act like a girl of my age. What I mean is that I'd like to be in fashion" (AN: In fashion ? Well, I think we can say that, can we?)

"Little 'Mione wants to attract boys ? This is a first !" Ginny exclaimed. "Of course, I'll help you, and in the meantime, would you help me to win Harry ?"

"Yes, yes, I'd like to !" Hermione told her. "Let's go now, on the muggles side !"

On the muggle side, they went shopping. They went through almost every fashion shop of the neighbourhood. They buy clothes (well, duh), shoes, accessories for hair, belts, jewels and also soaps and things like those. They became poor, if you understand what I mean... And, then, at the end of the day, Ginny demanded (A/N: I'm sure that word comes from french : demander !) to Hermione if she wanted to come at her house for what was left of the vacantions. So, when her parents arrived to take her back, they, well, left her there... And came back later with her stuff.

'Mione and Gin 'Floo Powdered' back to The Burrow, where Harry and the Weasleys where puzzled at her sight. "Well, said Hermione, I can go back, if you want, it's only that Ginny invited me, and I thought that-"

"It's OK, 'Mione" said Mrs Weasley, as cheerful as ever, "You can stay ! We just didn't expect you would be coming !"

"Thank you, Mrs Weasley, " said politely Hermione.

"Fred," added Molly, "take her trunk to the attic, where she'll sleep".

"K, I'm going, mom," said George.

"George, I said Fred..."

"Wokay, I'm already up !" said the right Fred. (A/N:Well... I know, strange thing my 'Wokay', but I like it...)

"I could do it myself !" called Hermione to Fred, already up in the stairs. "Eh, wait for me !"

She climbed up the stairway, search for Fred and saw him in an other staircase, which she climbed too. In the attic, he was waiting for her, sitting on the old bed. "Hey, I've almost waited for you" Fred said, grinning as only him could do. "It's not funny" answered Hermione, although she laughing in her head.

"You should practice Occlumency, I heard you laugh...", said Fred back.

"Hey ! I think what I want and you think what you want !" she shouted.

"That's not what I meant ! You know I don't want to hurt you, 'Mione."

"What ? You can speak seriously ?" she demanded, perplexed and arms crossed.

"Like every one, why ?"

"Well, I... Em... Well, you know... Er..." Hermione stammed, looking aside.

By that time, Fred had get up from the bed and came close to her. As he stepped beside Hermione, he wispered at her ear "It's alright Hermione, don't sink yourself like that... Or I'll think you like me... See you downstairs."

He let her there, confused. There were so many questions in her head now that when Ginny joined her, she was at the same place where Fred left her. "Yoo-hoo, Hermione ? Earth to 'Mione, I repeat, Earth to 'Mione !" she shouted, with a suspicious look printed on her face. Why was Hermione confused, after all ? Wasn't it only Fred ?

"Oops, sorry, Gin ! I was lost in my thoughts..." she answered sincerly.

"What kinda thoughts ?"

"Well, you know..."

"Yes, I know ?" the youngest demanded back.

"Well... None of your business !" she said, a bit frustrated.

"He's my brother, y'know."

"What... What are you talking about ?..."

"Oh, nevermind, I know you know !"

"Well, OK, let's start the... 'transformation'?"

"Yeah, right..." said Gin, laughing.

And there begun those bad girls' tale...

A/N: How 'bout this ? REVIEW PLEAZZZZE ! Oh, an' I know the're not yet bad girls, but the same old theirselves... Anyway, next chapter once I'll gotone review at least !...

§lyzerin, KeIsEi AkUjI ; )