Title: What's Going On? I'm a little faint, this is how I feel.
Summary: Hermione is in her seventh year at Hogwarts School of witchcraft and Wizardry. She is head girl and is feeling great about herself. What might happen when she starts to spend a little more time with the head boy than she's meant to? What happens if she starts to ignore Harry and Ron. can they patch up their mishaps?
Chapter: Chapter One, A Fresh Start
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I do not own the name LeX, as it belongs to my hip-hop teacher! I own the plot. Nothing but the plot. So don't sue me.
"One, Two, Three!" A sharp pain shot through Hermione's body. The piercing lady snapped the back onto Hermione's newly pierced belly button. Hermione had also gotten her ears pierced. She breathed a sigh of relief, "thank god that's over," she thought as she walked to the counter.
"That will be $75.50 for everything." Hermione handed the woman her credit card. After she had paid for the belly button, ear piercing and some ear and belly button rings, she left. The next stop was the hair salon.
"Hello dear, can I have your name and what you would like done today?" An elderly woman asked her when she entered.
"Of course, my name is Hermione Granger and I was thinking perhaps you could layer my hair and angle it, but also could I have blond highlights?" Hermione asked looking hopeful. The old woman laughed and said,
"Of course, my dear! Why don't you come back and take a seat." Hermione walked back and sat in the chair that the woman had indicated. The woman threw a cape like clothing protector over Hermione's clothes. Then, taking a bristle brush, she gently brushed out the tangles in Hermione's hair. "Please follow me to the washing station." the woman said gently. Hermione nodded and stood. She walked back to the sink and sat. The woman spun her chair around so Hermione could lean her head back into the sink. As the woman rubbed the sweet smelling shampoo into Hermione's hair she struck up a mild conversation with the girl. "So, my dear. Since I know your name I think you ought to know mine. My name is Alexis Beatrix, but you can call me LeX."
"Wow! LeX is an awesome name! Do you think you can come up with a snazzy nickname for me? My full name is Hermione Larisa Michaela Granger." Hermione replied looking even more hopeful than when she had first stepped into the shop. LeX looked thoughtful and then an idea lit up her face.
"Well, I have a few in mind. Here let me run them by you." She smiled and then continued. "Mia, Mione, 'Lissa, Kayla, Kaya, or my favorite, Myra." Hermione's eyes sparkled at the last name.
"Where'd you come up with Myra?" She asked. LeX grinned,
"It's a favorite name of mine, now lift your head up I'm done washing!" she said and wrapped a white towel around Hermione's hair. They both walked back to the original seat. LeX combed out Hermione's hair. "So, do you like Myra?"
"I love it!" Hermione cooed delighted. LeX smiled happily and then started on Hermione's hair. She finished combing it and then trimmed the ends, next she angled the front slightly- just enough to compliment Hermione's face nicely. After she did that she started the process of layering her hair. Combing bits up, trimming, then letting it fall back down again. Combing hair up, trimming, fall down. Comb, trim, fall. She repeated this process many times before finishing the layering. Next she pulled out some foil and a small paintbrush and mixing pallet. She mixed up some colors and then made a white looking mixture. LeX separated Hermione's hair into clumps and placed it on tin foil. She painted some of the concoction onto the clumps and let it sit. She wrapped up the clumps and set Hermione's hair under a drier.
"Now just let it sit for twenty minutes, dear," LeX said with a wry smile. "You're going to look absolutely darling!" She exclaimed. Hermione grinned back,
"Thanks LeX."
"No Problem, Myra dear" Hermione looked kind of surprised that she used the nickname, then happy. she absolutely loved her new nickname. Twenty minutes later her hair was complete. LeX pulled the foil from her hair and brushed it out gently. Hermione's hair fell straight down and looked amazing. She hardly recognized herself in the mirror.
"Is that really me?" was only one of the thoughts racing through her mind as she looked over herself. "Not half bad" she thought. Hermione hopped off the chair and walked to the front counter.
"That'll be $47.89, Myra dear." LeX said and gratefully took the credit card and scanned it. She handed it back to Hermione and then waved good-bye as she walked out the door. Hermione's next stop was the new clothing outlet. She was set on a shopping splurge. It was going to be so much fun!
* * * *
Hermione twirled in a circle in front of the full-length mirror that stood before her. She looked simply amazing. Tomorrow was September the first and she couldn't wait to see her best friends Harry and Ron. She also couldn't wait to see the look on their faces when they saw her new look!
* * * * *
*Beep Beep Beep* the alarm clock sounded off. Hermione groaned and rolled over. She picked up the clock and threw it at the wall, leaving a small dent. She then remembered what day it was. Time to go back to Hogwarts! She simply could not wait. Hermione grabbed her plush blue towel and ran into her bathroom. She turned on the hot water and showered quickly. When she came out of her bathroom, she scanned over her wardrobe with her towel wrapped tightly around her. Hermione decided on a calf length, pale pink, cotton skirt and a pale blue, ribbed, tank top. She ran the brush through her newly highlighted hair. Then taking her makeup case out of the drawer she applied some mascara, and pale pink eye shadow, that matched her skirt perfectly. Next she applied a thin layer of lip-gloss to her lips that made them sparkle and shine. She threw all her things neatly into her trunk and then slipped on a pair of white sandals that made her at least one inch taller. She dragged all her school things down to the door. "Mum! Dad! I'm ready to go to King's Cross Station!" she called out to her parents. They showed up within minutes and they left for the station.
* * * * *
"G'bye mum, bye dad." Hermione said with a little smile. She waved at them and walked towards the barrier between platforms nine and ten. Leaning casually on it she slipped through and found herself on platform nine and three quarters. When she turned she found herself face to face with none other than Neville Longbottom. "Neville!" she said surprised. He obviously didn't recognize her and looked quite confused. She smiled and continued on her way. "Ron! Harry! Ginny! Over here!" she called out to her friends. She had spotted them by Mrs. Weasley.
"Hello. I don't believe we've met?" Ron asked holding out his hand.
"RON!" Hermione said in disbelief.
"Hermione?!" Harry and Ron both gasped at the same time. Ginny had a little smirk on her face that couldn't be described.
"That's my name don't wear it out!" she grinned. "Oh but I do like being called Myra!" she added at the end.
"Oh my god." Ginny's eyes were traveling over someone who was behind Hermione.
"What?" Hermione asked. Confused, she turned around only to find a handsome boy there.
"Is that.?" Ginny began.
"Yes, that is indeed Draco Malfoy." Hermione finished. They were both staring at him in awe. Apparently the summer had been extremely good to him. You could see his muscles through his form fitting tee shirt, and he was extremely tan. His normally slicked back hair was falling in his face and he made no motion to flick it back. He looked up at the sight of his name.
"Oh so if it isn't Weasel, his stupid sister, and Potty. And who's this? Did you find a replacement for Mudblood Granger?" He asked in his usually cold voice. "I don't believe we've met, I'm Draco Malfoy." He stuck out his hand towards Hermione; he too did not recognize her. She decided to play along.
"My name is Myra. Myra Campbell. I'm new this year. I'm going to be joining the Seventh Years." She said and shook his hand. Malfoy nodded and strode away towards Crabbe and Goyle. The whistle blew and they knew it was time to get onboard. Harry and Ron were still snickering because of how Hermione had managed to trick Malfoy. They got on board the Express and managed to find an empty compartment. Hermione however, had to go straight to the head's compartment, as she was Head Girl this year. She wondered who the head boy would be this year. She strode down the corridor, suddenly stopping at a compartment labeled "Head Compartment" She opened the door, and her jaw dropped. "This is not happening, this is not happening," she kept repeating to herself. Draco Malfoy was reclining on two seats as he ate a chocolate frog.
"Well hello Myra!" He exclaimed. "What are you doing in the head's compartment?" He asked suspiciously. Hermione decided she wouldn't tell him. She was about to make something up, but just then the door slid open.
"Ah good, you're both here. Now Mr. Malfoy, Miss Granger I'd like to speak with you about your duties this year." Professor Dumbledore said. As he said Hermione's name Draco's eyes widened to be as large as apples.
"Granger, did he say?" He thought, looking surprised.
"Now, any questions?" Dumbledore asked, obviously through with his discussion. Hermione shook her head, and Draco followed suit. "Good I'll show you to your Common Room after the feast." He stood and gave a smile and strode through the door.
"Did he say, Common Room?" Draco asked, extremely bewildered.
"Yes! Weren't you listening at all?" Hermione huffed. "We have to share a common room. SHARE!" She looked extremely miffed at the idea of actually having to share living quarters with the Draco Malfoy. He grinned, happy to upset her.
"Most unfortunately, mudblood." He replied. Her honey brown eyes grew round with hurt.
"Malfoy, I'm sick and tired of you calling me a mudblood all the time. Either you put that name away or I take points from Slytherin!" She said, her voice growing louder with every word. Draco, taken aback, nodded amazed.
* * * * *
"Another year, finally we begin!" Dumbledore waved his hands and the platters filled with food in front of them. The sorting had just taken place; there were lots of happy new first years sitting with their houses. They were all excited and looking quite pleased with where they were placed. Hermione dug into the food and ate quietly, ignoring the stares from the boys. She knew she looked pretty but she didn't think she could accumulate so many boys who thought she did! After everyone was dismissed from the hall she walked up to Professor Dumbledore. Malfoy was already there. "Ah good, Miss Granger has joined us. Now if you follow me I'll take you to your common room. Just down this corridor." Professor Dumbledore said, leading them down a lengthy hallway. He stopped abruptly in front of a portrait of a woman in a blue, frilly, cocktail dress. She was extraordinarily thin, and she looked a lot like Petunia Dursley. Hermione giggled at that thought but quickly dismissed it. "Your password is Novus Amare." Dumbledore said.
"Novus Amare." Hermione uttered and the portrait swung open. She gasped at what she saw within. The common room was beautiful, breathtaking, gorgeous! She couldn't describe it. It had two beautifully carved, wooden desks that had their initials carved into them. Two comfortable looking armchairs sat near the fire, with a couch between them. A large bookcase sat at the back of the room, to be used at their leisure. Hermione raced to her room. She opened the door with the label 'Head Girl' on it. She gasped at its beauty. The room itself was amazing. She lost herself as she lay down gently on her soft feather bed. Without realizing how tired she was, she fell asleep on her bed.
Hi, I hope you all just love my second fan fiction. No one read my other one, so I'm hoping you all read this one. Please review. I want at least 5 reviews before I post a second chapter. I've worked hard on this. Please don't kill me!
Luv you all! - - - - - - - - - Diva Star - - - - - - - - -
Summary: Hermione is in her seventh year at Hogwarts School of witchcraft and Wizardry. She is head girl and is feeling great about herself. What might happen when she starts to spend a little more time with the head boy than she's meant to? What happens if she starts to ignore Harry and Ron. can they patch up their mishaps?
Chapter: Chapter One, A Fresh Start
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I do not own the name LeX, as it belongs to my hip-hop teacher! I own the plot. Nothing but the plot. So don't sue me.
"One, Two, Three!" A sharp pain shot through Hermione's body. The piercing lady snapped the back onto Hermione's newly pierced belly button. Hermione had also gotten her ears pierced. She breathed a sigh of relief, "thank god that's over," she thought as she walked to the counter.
"That will be $75.50 for everything." Hermione handed the woman her credit card. After she had paid for the belly button, ear piercing and some ear and belly button rings, she left. The next stop was the hair salon.
"Hello dear, can I have your name and what you would like done today?" An elderly woman asked her when she entered.
"Of course, my name is Hermione Granger and I was thinking perhaps you could layer my hair and angle it, but also could I have blond highlights?" Hermione asked looking hopeful. The old woman laughed and said,
"Of course, my dear! Why don't you come back and take a seat." Hermione walked back and sat in the chair that the woman had indicated. The woman threw a cape like clothing protector over Hermione's clothes. Then, taking a bristle brush, she gently brushed out the tangles in Hermione's hair. "Please follow me to the washing station." the woman said gently. Hermione nodded and stood. She walked back to the sink and sat. The woman spun her chair around so Hermione could lean her head back into the sink. As the woman rubbed the sweet smelling shampoo into Hermione's hair she struck up a mild conversation with the girl. "So, my dear. Since I know your name I think you ought to know mine. My name is Alexis Beatrix, but you can call me LeX."
"Wow! LeX is an awesome name! Do you think you can come up with a snazzy nickname for me? My full name is Hermione Larisa Michaela Granger." Hermione replied looking even more hopeful than when she had first stepped into the shop. LeX looked thoughtful and then an idea lit up her face.
"Well, I have a few in mind. Here let me run them by you." She smiled and then continued. "Mia, Mione, 'Lissa, Kayla, Kaya, or my favorite, Myra." Hermione's eyes sparkled at the last name.
"Where'd you come up with Myra?" She asked. LeX grinned,
"It's a favorite name of mine, now lift your head up I'm done washing!" she said and wrapped a white towel around Hermione's hair. They both walked back to the original seat. LeX combed out Hermione's hair. "So, do you like Myra?"
"I love it!" Hermione cooed delighted. LeX smiled happily and then started on Hermione's hair. She finished combing it and then trimmed the ends, next she angled the front slightly- just enough to compliment Hermione's face nicely. After she did that she started the process of layering her hair. Combing bits up, trimming, then letting it fall back down again. Combing hair up, trimming, fall down. Comb, trim, fall. She repeated this process many times before finishing the layering. Next she pulled out some foil and a small paintbrush and mixing pallet. She mixed up some colors and then made a white looking mixture. LeX separated Hermione's hair into clumps and placed it on tin foil. She painted some of the concoction onto the clumps and let it sit. She wrapped up the clumps and set Hermione's hair under a drier.
"Now just let it sit for twenty minutes, dear," LeX said with a wry smile. "You're going to look absolutely darling!" She exclaimed. Hermione grinned back,
"Thanks LeX."
"No Problem, Myra dear" Hermione looked kind of surprised that she used the nickname, then happy. she absolutely loved her new nickname. Twenty minutes later her hair was complete. LeX pulled the foil from her hair and brushed it out gently. Hermione's hair fell straight down and looked amazing. She hardly recognized herself in the mirror.
"Is that really me?" was only one of the thoughts racing through her mind as she looked over herself. "Not half bad" she thought. Hermione hopped off the chair and walked to the front counter.
"That'll be $47.89, Myra dear." LeX said and gratefully took the credit card and scanned it. She handed it back to Hermione and then waved good-bye as she walked out the door. Hermione's next stop was the new clothing outlet. She was set on a shopping splurge. It was going to be so much fun!
* * * *
Hermione twirled in a circle in front of the full-length mirror that stood before her. She looked simply amazing. Tomorrow was September the first and she couldn't wait to see her best friends Harry and Ron. She also couldn't wait to see the look on their faces when they saw her new look!
* * * * *
*Beep Beep Beep* the alarm clock sounded off. Hermione groaned and rolled over. She picked up the clock and threw it at the wall, leaving a small dent. She then remembered what day it was. Time to go back to Hogwarts! She simply could not wait. Hermione grabbed her plush blue towel and ran into her bathroom. She turned on the hot water and showered quickly. When she came out of her bathroom, she scanned over her wardrobe with her towel wrapped tightly around her. Hermione decided on a calf length, pale pink, cotton skirt and a pale blue, ribbed, tank top. She ran the brush through her newly highlighted hair. Then taking her makeup case out of the drawer she applied some mascara, and pale pink eye shadow, that matched her skirt perfectly. Next she applied a thin layer of lip-gloss to her lips that made them sparkle and shine. She threw all her things neatly into her trunk and then slipped on a pair of white sandals that made her at least one inch taller. She dragged all her school things down to the door. "Mum! Dad! I'm ready to go to King's Cross Station!" she called out to her parents. They showed up within minutes and they left for the station.
* * * * *
"G'bye mum, bye dad." Hermione said with a little smile. She waved at them and walked towards the barrier between platforms nine and ten. Leaning casually on it she slipped through and found herself on platform nine and three quarters. When she turned she found herself face to face with none other than Neville Longbottom. "Neville!" she said surprised. He obviously didn't recognize her and looked quite confused. She smiled and continued on her way. "Ron! Harry! Ginny! Over here!" she called out to her friends. She had spotted them by Mrs. Weasley.
"Hello. I don't believe we've met?" Ron asked holding out his hand.
"RON!" Hermione said in disbelief.
"Hermione?!" Harry and Ron both gasped at the same time. Ginny had a little smirk on her face that couldn't be described.
"That's my name don't wear it out!" she grinned. "Oh but I do like being called Myra!" she added at the end.
"Oh my god." Ginny's eyes were traveling over someone who was behind Hermione.
"What?" Hermione asked. Confused, she turned around only to find a handsome boy there.
"Is that.?" Ginny began.
"Yes, that is indeed Draco Malfoy." Hermione finished. They were both staring at him in awe. Apparently the summer had been extremely good to him. You could see his muscles through his form fitting tee shirt, and he was extremely tan. His normally slicked back hair was falling in his face and he made no motion to flick it back. He looked up at the sight of his name.
"Oh so if it isn't Weasel, his stupid sister, and Potty. And who's this? Did you find a replacement for Mudblood Granger?" He asked in his usually cold voice. "I don't believe we've met, I'm Draco Malfoy." He stuck out his hand towards Hermione; he too did not recognize her. She decided to play along.
"My name is Myra. Myra Campbell. I'm new this year. I'm going to be joining the Seventh Years." She said and shook his hand. Malfoy nodded and strode away towards Crabbe and Goyle. The whistle blew and they knew it was time to get onboard. Harry and Ron were still snickering because of how Hermione had managed to trick Malfoy. They got on board the Express and managed to find an empty compartment. Hermione however, had to go straight to the head's compartment, as she was Head Girl this year. She wondered who the head boy would be this year. She strode down the corridor, suddenly stopping at a compartment labeled "Head Compartment" She opened the door, and her jaw dropped. "This is not happening, this is not happening," she kept repeating to herself. Draco Malfoy was reclining on two seats as he ate a chocolate frog.
"Well hello Myra!" He exclaimed. "What are you doing in the head's compartment?" He asked suspiciously. Hermione decided she wouldn't tell him. She was about to make something up, but just then the door slid open.
"Ah good, you're both here. Now Mr. Malfoy, Miss Granger I'd like to speak with you about your duties this year." Professor Dumbledore said. As he said Hermione's name Draco's eyes widened to be as large as apples.
"Granger, did he say?" He thought, looking surprised.
"Now, any questions?" Dumbledore asked, obviously through with his discussion. Hermione shook her head, and Draco followed suit. "Good I'll show you to your Common Room after the feast." He stood and gave a smile and strode through the door.
"Did he say, Common Room?" Draco asked, extremely bewildered.
"Yes! Weren't you listening at all?" Hermione huffed. "We have to share a common room. SHARE!" She looked extremely miffed at the idea of actually having to share living quarters with the Draco Malfoy. He grinned, happy to upset her.
"Most unfortunately, mudblood." He replied. Her honey brown eyes grew round with hurt.
"Malfoy, I'm sick and tired of you calling me a mudblood all the time. Either you put that name away or I take points from Slytherin!" She said, her voice growing louder with every word. Draco, taken aback, nodded amazed.
* * * * *
"Another year, finally we begin!" Dumbledore waved his hands and the platters filled with food in front of them. The sorting had just taken place; there were lots of happy new first years sitting with their houses. They were all excited and looking quite pleased with where they were placed. Hermione dug into the food and ate quietly, ignoring the stares from the boys. She knew she looked pretty but she didn't think she could accumulate so many boys who thought she did! After everyone was dismissed from the hall she walked up to Professor Dumbledore. Malfoy was already there. "Ah good, Miss Granger has joined us. Now if you follow me I'll take you to your common room. Just down this corridor." Professor Dumbledore said, leading them down a lengthy hallway. He stopped abruptly in front of a portrait of a woman in a blue, frilly, cocktail dress. She was extraordinarily thin, and she looked a lot like Petunia Dursley. Hermione giggled at that thought but quickly dismissed it. "Your password is Novus Amare." Dumbledore said.
"Novus Amare." Hermione uttered and the portrait swung open. She gasped at what she saw within. The common room was beautiful, breathtaking, gorgeous! She couldn't describe it. It had two beautifully carved, wooden desks that had their initials carved into them. Two comfortable looking armchairs sat near the fire, with a couch between them. A large bookcase sat at the back of the room, to be used at their leisure. Hermione raced to her room. She opened the door with the label 'Head Girl' on it. She gasped at its beauty. The room itself was amazing. She lost herself as she lay down gently on her soft feather bed. Without realizing how tired she was, she fell asleep on her bed.
Hi, I hope you all just love my second fan fiction. No one read my other one, so I'm hoping you all read this one. Please review. I want at least 5 reviews before I post a second chapter. I've worked hard on this. Please don't kill me!
Luv you all! - - - - - - - - - Diva Star - - - - - - - - -