"Harry! How could it possibly have been worse?"

"Well you didn't die so technically-"

"I humiliated myself in front of the entire school!"

"Hermione it's okay, please don't cry people will soon forget abou-"

"No they bloody won't and you know it! I walked into the great hall and he just had to point it out didn't he? He just had to notice I was wearing a bloody glamour! I was in such a hurry to not be late and I forgot to cover it up and i.."

Hermione continued to furiously mutter incoherently. It was true- she had embarrassed herself in front of most of the student body and Draco Malfoy had certainly been the one to notice a little glitch in her magic.

You see she was bored of being treated as just a-know-it-all book worm. Bored out of her mind- she wanted to be noticed for other things than her intelligence, she wanted to be seen as a female for once. She craved to be looked at in appreciation rather than just with mild respect. In an attempt to reach this goal, Hermione Granger had come to the conclusion that she needed to work on her appearance. She had reluctantly purchased some beauty potions and she was rightfully reluctant.

'Just the potion you need! Go from boring brown to bombshell blonde with just one bottle!'

What the label should have said was:

'Go from your already alright hair that is really quite an adequate colour to a ghastly green that most certainly will not wash out until the week after!'

Served her right for buying cheap products! In a desperate attempt to cover up the horrific mouldy mess on her head, she had cast a quick glamour on herself to make herself appear normal. But alas, it was as if it was in his stuck up pureblood laws to find anything- no matter how miniscule- wrong with her so he could mercilessly advertise it to everyone who knew her. As to carry out said law, he had obviously noticed something off about her appearance and then had intently studied her until he had figured out what was different- there was a slight glow radiating off of her head- no- from her hair. He had cruelly proceeded to address the whole school about his new discovery and it wasn't long before he had removed her glamour in an irritatingly talented display of magic. This really bought a new meaning to the familiar phrase 'bushy haired'.

"Hermione! That's enough now! So what if you forgot a small little thing? A couple of idiots laughed at you! When have other peoples' opinions ever affected you before?

"-I'll have to lock myself in my room now, I can't face them-"

"SNAP OUT OF IT!"

That caused the hysterical witch to quiet.

"You have to be the brave witch I know you are and walk back out there right now."

"Harry you don't understand I-" Snivelled the poor (and still very much green haired) girl.

"It's about what's best for you 'Mione!" Pressed on the boy who lived, "You need to get out there and prove to people that you're above their petty mocking."

"But what-"

"Show them you won't let them get to you." He paused waiting for a response, receiving nothing but silence, he continued. "Show him he can't push you around anymore."