I'm sorry

Hermione slipped her jeans on, leg-by-leg, trying to spend the most time she could. She stalled a little longer as she tied up her wavy brown hair. Then, she slipped on her tight, white, "Is it chicken or is it tuna?" shirt. She quickly stroked on dark eyeliner and mascara. Lastly, she dabbed on pink strawberry lip-gloss.

Hermione got up and walked towards the door. She snapped back around for one last look at her room before leaving for school. The bed was neatly made with one corner turned down. The comforter a sky blue color with navy blue stripes, nothing special. A small table at her bed side with a purple lava lamp. Then, there was a closet, a chair, and a bright orange rug, plus, of course a bookcase full of books. She glanced in the morror, out the window, and smiled as she walked down the stairs.

Hermione made it outside just as her father packed the rest of her things in the trunk of the car. She walked to the car and opened the door to the back seat. She slipped in and put her head phones over her eyes and listened to "Hoobastank."

Hermione sat there, tapping her foot, and staring at her jelly bracelets and cuts for what seemed like hours. They reached the train station, and her father turn off the engine. She felt like she had been in the car for 3 days and he butt was numb. The parents stepped out of the car while Hermione lingered a little longer.

She stepped out of the car, grabbing her purse and flipping her head phones off her ears.

"Hermione, a little help here!" her father demanded. She groaned as she rolled over a trolley for her things. They then, made their was slowly but effectively to platform 9 ¾

Hermione made her goodbyes to her parents through teary eyes, as she tried to hold back her tears. Hermione turned to the trolley and began to push. She passed through the wall with a gush of wind to her face. When she reached the other side and spotted a familiar cluster of red hair.

"HERMIONE!" Ginny squealed.

She forced a smile for her friend. "Hey, Gin," she said in reply. Mrs. Weasley greeted her with a huge hug. Fred and George were giving random people their wild, explosive candy, as per usual. This seemed to comfort her slightly.

"Hermione, Is that you?" Harry asked his jaw dropping. This was no surprise to Hermione, she knew she looked good and she knew Harry was a horn ball.

"Duh."

"You look... great," Ron and Harry said in unison.

The Golden Trio (plus Ginny) said their goodbyes to the Weasley Clan and stepped off the platform and onto the train. Hermione was the last in the line of four as they searched for an empty compartment. She looked around. Something was… different. What was it? Oh… they redecorated. The hallway was now a boring, salmon, pinkish color, but still accessorized with the same ugly, old, boring, moving portraits. New lighting and new handles on the doors, new paint, and… locks? Why was this?

Hermione looked into the compartment on the right, the one with the door open. Malfoy was in there, alone. Well, except for Blaise, but that kid was stuck to Draco's ass. Malfoy looked up at Hermione, winked with a smirk and turned back to Blaise. Boy, after last summer, she really had wanted to avoid him this year.

The Trio, plus Ginny, entered the compartment opposite his. The booths had new leather, and a new coat of yellow paint. But, man, was that sunflower boarder hideous or what? But oddly, there were no portraits. Odd, but Hermione seemed to brush it off.

Hermione one again, slipped her head phones over her ears and let the music take control over her body. She fell asleep soon after the 3rd song started humming to her ears.

"Hermione? Hermione Granger?" a small 5th year Ravenclaw prefect called as she walked into the compartment.

"Yes?" Hermione answered, slightly startled.

"A letter… From the headmaster," The Ravenclaw replied as she exited the room. Soon to enter Master Malfoy's.

Hermione ripped open the letter. She scanned it quickly, jumped up and did a happy dance. Everyone except Hermione knew it was going to happen, for the smartest girl at Hogwarts she was pretty clueless sometimes. Maybe she was jus modest.

She, Hermione Granger, was Head Girl.