Hey guys…sorry about that total "foreword" I just needed to post something or the program wouldn't work…anyways
I don't own Harry Potter…I do own the books though

Here's the story

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It was six am in the morning, and our favorite book worm was already up…on a Saturday! Hermione Granger sat on her bed with the four corners tightly

closed, hiding her from view, and was busy attempting what every self conscious girl has tried before in Hogwarts…to change while staying in bed.

Needless to say, Hermione was failing miserably, but her Gryffindor spirit made her try and try again although she knew, that soon she would give in to

temptation and run butt naked into the common en suite (A/N: bathroom in British) to take a nice hot shower. That moment would come…right about now.

Hermione sighed with exasperation and tore open the four covers of her bed. Looking around, she hugged herself and prepared for the short run. None

of her roommates were up yet so Hermione sighed contently and went into the bathroom. She was still amazed by all the various taps and options in the

bath, even though this was Hermione's last year at Hogwarts. Hermione's motto was "you can't have too much of a good thing" so she just climbed into

the large bath and turned on all the taps at once. Instantly the gold plated waterworks spurted water and foam in every direction. Sweet smells filled the air,

and Hermione relaxed as hot water rushed over her body.

As usual, Hermione Granger lost track of time. How could she not, when she sitting in a bath smelling like lavender, rose, peaches, strawberries…basically

a fruit salad? It was close to nine when a very pruny, dripping wet Hermione climbed out of the bath and reached for a white fluffy towel. However, she

was curious to find out that it wasn't there. "The house elves must have taken them to replace with clean ones…" thought Hermione and then began to vent

"Oh, those piteous house elves, the way they are treated is just horrible! I must continue fighting for S.P.E.W!!!" Finishing her little venting session,

Hermione noticed just how cold she was. After leaving the comfort of the hot water, her body turned a pale shade of blue, and broke out in goose bumps.

Her lips were chattering, and her arms were shaking. Hermione reached for her wand which she had meticulously carried everywhere with her. That, at

least was there.

Muttering "Accio clothes" Hermione stretched out her arms and awaited the fall of heavy fabric…yet none came. Now, Hermione got quite worried. It

wasn't like her to mess up such easy spells like the "Accio" charm. Hermione pointed the wand at herself, said "calienteffy" (A/N: I suck at making up

names for spells) and instantly sighed as warmth flooded her body- her naked, dripping body. 'Mione decided that there was no way to get herself dry

without leaving the en suite so she just grit her teeth and opened the door. A blast of cold air enveloped her and caused another attack of the shivers.

Hermione looked around her. All the windows were wide open, and the room was a mess.

Hermione gasped and cried, "Who did this? Those foul prats!"" Why, I bet it was Parvati and Lavender…I never did trust them much!" With those words,

Hermione set to work cleaning up her room. On her hands and knees, she began pulling her clothes out from under the various beds, off of lamps, from the

balcony. It seemed as if a hurricane had hit "Dormitory Seven". Yet, nothing could be done. After an hour of duteous labor, Hermione had put the last of

her clothes away.

"Finally, I could get dressed," sighed Hermione and flopped on her bed. (A/N: All the girls have a wardrobe which when opened presents that day's

outfit…they program it for uniforms on mon-fri, but on Saturday and Sunday its just what ever they picture right before they open the doors of the

wardrobe) Hermione waddled on tip toes to the wardrobe and imagined a comfy pair of jeans and a long sleeved t-shirt, along with pink pumas and a pink

headband. Throwing open the doors of her closet, Hermione was shocked to see not her imagined outfit, but a pair of low rise hip huggers dyed bright

orange and a lime see through green shirt with a red bra and purple socks. Gasping, Hermione closed the doors of her closet and tried again, not believing

what she saw. This time, the closet presented a kelly green tank top (it was November) and red shorts, with blue stockings and orange high heeled shoes.

"I can't believe this!" "Is this some kind of joke?" "The closet is crazy. I'm going to have to choose something from my suitcase" grouched Hermione and

kneeled down under her bed, grabbing her valise and pulling it out. As she unzippered it, Hermione heard her stomach rumble and thought of the breakfast

she had missed. "There better be at least one good outfit in here…" whispered Hermione as she threw open the suitcase. However, what met her eyes

made Hermione scream.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHH!" "NO! This isn't happening! IT CAN'T POSSIBLY B- b-b-e…this." Hermione took out the only article of clothing in her

suitcase and rummaged her fingers all over the valise. She stopped when she came across a piece of paper. On it was written

Dear bookworm…miss something? Hopefully you look better naked

sincerely, your thief

Hermione tore up the paper into a million odd little pieces and threw them in the garbage. She then flopped on her bed and decided to stay in her room all

day. "There was no way I am going around the school wearing that! It was preposterous! Absurd! Whoever did this will pay!" screamed Hermione's

inner voice. And yet, the need to eat made Hermione think rationally. She opened Lavender's closet and took out a sweat shirt and some fleece pants,

having to do so because she had no undergarments and borrowing someone else's was….ewwwww

Hermione got dressed, brushed her hair and went down to lunch, all the while thinking that if her clothes thief was serious, this escapade would happen

again, and soon…but this time, she would be ready!