Grey eyes met the brown and Draco smiled at Hermione across the great hall. She blushed furiously and looked away again. It was the fifth time this meal he had caught her looking.

Ginny, beside her, sniggered. "I saw that." she said quietly.

"Saw what?"

"Stop looking at him. Not that I blame you; he is very easy on the eyes. But remember, technically he's still your rival."

"I know. What am I going to do?"

"What can you do?" Ginny giggled again and then leant in. "By the way. Whenever you get caught looking at him, remember…he was looking back."

"Do I have a chance?"

Ginny eyed her friend up and down, surveying her. She even glanced under the table to see the length of her skirt. "Not without some serious help."

"But only you know about…it."

"No one else needs to know. Trust me, Mione, I'm an expert."

"Well you do have more…experience than I do. I think I need a makeover, will you do it?"

Ginny looked immensely relieved. "Do you have any idea how long I've waited for you to say that?"

Hermione giggled. "A while?"

"Since your third year."

"That's four years."

"I was waiting for you to come to me. But look to do this, I need my team."

"Team?"

"Makeover Magic. We're running a business to help girls who need makeovers and help with guys and guidance in general."

"Who's in this team?"

"You'll see in a minute." Ginny rubbed the hot pink gem in her gold fellowship ring. Hermione had one herself; Harry had given them to Dumbledore's Army as an easier way to get hold of everyone. They were enchanted and had six different coloured gems all around the thick gold band. When Harry or any of the others rubbed the red gem they would rush to their side, knowing who to go to thanks to the fact that the gem said who had called them. They became very useful in the fight against Voldemort because they also linked them to the Order of the Phoenix and Dumbledore. Rubbing the green gem would teleport you to the side of the person you thought of, and this worked even within Hogwarts. Touching the blue one would throw up an invisible shield which also made you become invisible and was directly opposite the red gem. The yellow gem healed you and refreshed your energy. Keeping a finger over the orange one gave you the power to levitate things and if you had been disarmed would return your wand to you. The hot pink one linked all the girls in the fellowship and only they had it on their rings. The boys had a purple one which linked them.

It had surprised Harry when several Slytherins defected their allegiance to Dumbledore's Army. It transpired that Hermione had swallowed her pride and managed to persuade them to join her side. Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson were among these. The Slytherins acted as spies for Harry and reported what their Death Eater parents were up to and therefore they could know or guess Voldemort's plans. They too had the rings and even though the war was now over they still, like all of Dumbledore's army, wore them all the time.

And, even though the war was over and Voldemort defeated for good, and those Slytherins were now on the right side, the old rivalries hadn't disappeared. Harry still argued with Draco, but not nearly as much as Hermione did. Being the two brightest students in the year, not to mention Potions partners, gave them ample opportunities for healthy debate, which always gave way fairly quickly to rather amusing shouting matches or a duel. These fights caused great amusement to all, including Hermione and Draco, and which prompted them to prepare a duet to be sung at the next feast, and as Hermione was in charge of the organisation of the feasts she could slot in the entertainments as she liked. Oh the joys of being the head girl rather than the head boy.

Hermione resumed staring at Draco while Ginny got up and pulled her to her feet. All around the hall girls were getting up too and they all convened in the entrance hall.

In order to be seen Ginny pulled Hermione up the stairs a few paces. "Right girls, good news, Hermione has finally allowed me to give her a makeover so can Makeover Magic please make their way to the Room of Requirement immediately? Any other girls who want to help out can, and sometimes an extra set of opinions can help, but please don't get in our way. It looks like it will be a long job." A few girls cheered when they heard about Hermione.

"Should I be insulted?" Hermione asked producing a laugh from the girls.

Pansy, Parvati, Luna, Lavender, Hannah Abbot and Padma detached themselves from the group and went up the stairs. Hermione watched them and then went down the stairs as the rest of the girls filed back into the hall.

"Hey, where are you going?" Ginny asked stopping her.

"My bag's in there." Hermione gestured towards the hall. Ginny let her go and Hermione re-entered the hall. Harry noticed the grumpy look on her face as she picked up her bag.

"What's with you?"

"Don't expect me back tonight."

"Why?" Ron asked.

"Girl stuff. See you at breakfast tomorrow. No doubt Ginny will want a big entrance." With that Hermione swung her bag over her shoulder and left the hall. Draco watched her go, smiling slightly.

Once in the Room of Requirement Hermione was ordered to strip down to bra and panties and put on a bathrobe. The room had transformed into a beauty salon complete with huge red mirror, walk in wardrobe, makeup station, magical massager, bathroom, and a luxurious black leather salon chair which stood proudly in the centre of the room.

She was then ordered to stand in front of the red mirror and remove the bathrobe. "Don't worry, we're all girls and this way the room will know what work we need to do."

Hermione shot Parvati a puzzled look and then yelped as the mirror spoke in an amused well-spoken woman's voice. "Indeed, my dear. Everyone's shy at first, but it must be done." Hermione smiled shyly and untied the robe. Blushing furiously she let it drop. "Hm," the mirror said. "Good figure, shapely, thin and strong. Beautiful face. Hair needs some work. Nails too. And she needs a new bra size. I'd say she's a D maybe. What are we going for Ginny?"

"Classy and sexy. It's to help move things along with a guy."

"Ooh! Who?" the other girls squealed.

"Can I tell them? They know what he likes. Under full confidentiality of course."

"Go on then." Hermione pulled the robe up again to cover herself.

"Hermione finds herself attracted to Draco Malfoy."

"Well it's about bloody time!" Pansy burst out. "This is at least two years overdue." Hermione giggled as though she couldn't help it.