Me! : Hey everyone! This is my first fic, EVER. I've never done anything like this and I've just registered to this fan fiction site. R&R, but you don't have to review if you don't want to. If you're going to review it, please don't say anything mean about it! I mean, I can take friendly criticism, but...nothing to overboard. Haha thanks! Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did typing it! ((By the way, I'm a little too descriptive sometimes...so...you're going to have to bear with me sometimes. It's going to be a LONG story...))

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Chapter 1 – Another Year

The sun shone brightly through the pale white curtains of the room of Hermione Granger. She stirred a little as the light intensified, shining on her face. Sitting straight up, she jumped out of bed and stalked to the bathroom half-asleep. When she went in, she closed the door and looked into the mirror. Smiling contently, she dreamed of all the new things she would be able to do this year in Hogwarts.
It was Hermione's 7th year there. Recently she got a letter from Professor McGonagall about how she was made to be this year's Head Girl. She was surprised yet anxious, for the letter did not state who the Head Boy was and they were supposed to share a common room together. As she thought about it, she finished taking a shower, brushing her teeth, drying her hair and now wrapped herself in a snow-white towel. Shrugging it off, she looked back into the mirror.
Wow, she thought, I've changed a hell lot. This was true. Her hair was no longer bushy; it was now ironed straight with bright red and orange highlights after she went to the muggle salons. Looking at her left arm, she noted her tattoo. It was a long silver sword that started from her shoulder all the way down to her elbow. Wrapped around the sword were an emerald green snake and a ruby red dragon. She loved her tattoo, but what she loved the most was the fact that her parents had allowed her to do such a thing. Across her chest was another tattoo. This time, it was of a shimmering black bat with its wings spread far across. Another asset to the new Hermione was that she got her belly button pierced. There, she put a long line of green and white crystals, ending finally with a large dark green jewel. She cringed as she noticed how much everything she had was related to Slytherin. That was unacceptable, noting how she was an extraordinary Gryffindor.
Walking back into her room, she opened her closet to choose what to wear. It was still rather hot outside, so she chose a pair of pale green short shorts and a matching tight pale blue spaghetti strap tank top. Straightening out her hair, she walked towards her body sized mirror she checked herself out. She was usually called a 'late-bloomer' as the other girls had more breasts and more sensual curves than she did. That was no more. Her breasts had developed into beautiful C cups and she had gotten womanly curves in the places she needed most. She gained a tan from going to the Bahamas and her legs were long and slender. She was now 5'6" and not as short anymore. Quickly pulling her hair up and clipping it against the back of her head, she applied make-up slowly. She rather disliked make-up, but she saw what it did to her and found that it was quite fun. Still, she was not putting a lot on. Putting on green mascara and black eyeliner, she got some pale pink lip gloss and put a thing layer of blush on her cheeks. Satisfied, she pulled a few of her shorter locks down, which hovered in front of her large brown eyes.
"Hermione! You'd better hurry or the train will leave without you," yelled her mother from downstairs. Panicking a little, she pulled out her small white purse and ran downstairs frantically. Although her outside image changed, she was still the bookworm know-it-all, but she did get a little attitude over the summer. Her dad had already finished putting her trunks into the back and got into the car. Quickly slipping on a pair of silver heeled sandals, she turned to look at her mom.
"Oh I'm going to miss you again!" cried her Mother as she drew her in for a hug. They stayed like that for a long time, before Hermione pulled herself away and said a final goodbye to her mother and jumped in the car. Slowly they made their way to Platform 9 ¾.
She lugged her stuff and finally got to the station. Hurriedly, she got onto the train and looked for Ron and Harry, but no one could be seen. They probably late, she thought, knowing how she was the smart one out of the bunch. Finding herself an empty compartment, she went in, put everything away and pulled out a Muggle CD player, beginning to listen to it. She was humming and tapping to her song until she heard the compartment door fling open. There stood Ron, Harry and Ginny following behind.

"Ohh, sorry to um…bother you or anything like that but..eh, we were um…kind of wondering if uh, we could like….joinyoubecausealltheothercompartmentsarefilled?" asked Harry, fidgeting uncomfortably with his glasses. Ron looked just as nervous and his face was all red. All Ginny did was giggle behind them. They turned around to look at her all oddly and she just smiled at them.

"Heya Hermione!" she ran past the two astonished boys and pulled her best friend in for a huge hug. Hermione just smirked, looking at the two guys standing there with their jaw dropped open.

"If you're going to join me in here, you might as well sit," she said, still unable to wipe that smirk of her face. What am I doing? The only person that 'smirks' around here is Malfoy! Disgusting! Merlin, why am I even thinking about him? she thought to herself. Still, she could do nothing about it. Apparently, Ron and Harry noticed it too.

"Bloody hell 'Mione! Why are you SMIRKING?" Ron practically yelled. She just shrugged and went back to normal.

"Wow Mione, you look stunning…if you weren't my absolutely best friend, I would've started kissing your hand and asking you out!" laughed Harry. She blushed faintly, but realizing that he was only joking she laughed as well. Glancing at Ron, she could tell that he was still flabbergasted.

"Ron! Quit staring at me like that! I know I'm sexy, so just accept it," she stated. Everyone just looked at her like it was the end of the world. Even Ginny seemed shocked. "What?" she asked everyone.

"You said SEXY!" said Ginny.

"Look at your tattoos and piercings…WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO OUR 'MIONE?!" yelled Ron.

"You've changed, but I don't know for better or worse," Harry said in calm quiet tone.

She rolled her eyes and was about to comment on them again, until the compartment slid open again, and who did they see standing in the doorway? None other but the Prince of Slytherin himself.