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Chapter 1
Hermione sighed as she packed her bags. She had spent her summer break in America. She did not want to go back to the place where boys didn't think her English accent was cute, her curls exotic, or her perfect figure alluring. Back at Hogwarts they were forced to wear huge robes that hid everything from everyone. Even the skinniest girls, like Hermione, looked shapeless.
Being in the states and making friends with some American girls have really changed her. They introduced her to hair products, skinny leg jeans, makeup and the world's greatest invention: the push up bra.
"I can't wear any of this stuff back at Hogwarts, unless its under my robes, but that's just pointless." Hermione thought solemnly. Hermione really wanted to show up all the boys that have turned her down. Especially, the boy who haunted her every desire. Draco Malfoy. He was the cruelest one to Hermione. Obviously he did not see her potential, under her robes. He mocked her, called her names.
However, she had the strongest need for him, every time she would see him, her heart would beat rapidly. Her knees grew weak, and she had the most powerful urge to pull him into the nearest room and shagg him.
As Hermione finished packing and hailing a taxi she thought of her past as the frizzy mouse-brown haired, unmake-uped loser she was before this summer.
Now, her hair had been dyed to a darker chestnut brown, her curls controlled with product, and her flawless skin and dark eyes and lips that could stop a man in his tracks. After settling down in the taxi and going thru her transformation in her head, she noticed the creepy taxi driver sneaking glances at her. Hermione was used to this by now, all she did was zip up her jacket to cover her low cut shirt.
She plugged herself into the Ipod her new friends convinced her to buy and listened to some loud rock to drown out any conversation the creepy man would try to strike up.
Arriving at the airport, Hermione started to get excited. She was listening to a song about leading a guy on and stopping right when he thought he was going to get lucky. She smiled largely to herself as her plan unfolded in her head. She was going to strike revenge on all the guys at Hogwarts. Strutting towards baggage check she looked herself over in the reflection of the metal detector, she knew she was hot now.
"This is going to work perfectly. Hogwarts' boys, eat your heart out."