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"Hermione have you wondered how hot you'd look if I gave you a make over."

"Felicity, why do you have to say that?" asked Hermione.

"Well can we try it, please Mione?" pleaded Felicity.

"Oh ok!"

--I hope this works out—she thought as Felicity looked at her checking out everything she could change.

Hermione POV

Hermione walked out of the door into Diagon Alley.

"Mione, Mione," she turned around and Harry and Ron were running up to her.

"Whoa," Ron said with his mouth wide-open staring straight at her.

"What, what's wrong," Hermione began to worry.

"Well it's just, uh, how do you put this, you've changed, A lot!"

--Oh shit, I new I shouldn't of accepted—she thought then put her head down.

"Hermione you look fantastic." Acknowledged Harry as he blinked unbelievingly.

"What, I mean really, but im like not me,"

"Well to us you are,"

"Oh, I love you guys."

She wrapped her arms around Harry and Ron's necks.

"Oh my god, I almost forgot, I made Head Girl." Hermione was so excited that she screamed and She started jumping up and down.

"Congratulations Mione, but you'll be living with someone else." Ron said.

"What does that mean you guys, oh my god none of you got head boy?"

--Oh no how could this be happening—she thought as she hit her head.

"Well, yeah Mione we didn't." Harry said upsettingly.

"Oh shit, who will it be then, im gonna die." Harry put his arms around her and gave her a hug.

"It's not all bad, we can always visit you in your common room-"

"And you can always come to ours." Ron added on.

"Thanks, but it still won't be the same."

"Ok well, lets go get some ice creams!" Harry said eagerly.

"Nah, I heard there was a new café, lets check it out," Hermione suggested.

"Ok," Ron and Harry said.

--Great now im going to be stuck with some loser, even worse a complete bastard—

They walked into the new Café and took the nearest booth. Something court her eye a Blonde headed boy was striding towards them. Hermione stood up.

"Well, well, well what do we have here, a Mudblood and her stupid friends."

"Shut up Malfoy, why don't you give it a brake?" Hermione shouted.

"Hmmmm, I was just coming to tell you, that standing in front of you is your new head Boy, so you better respect your superiors."

Hermione's face went blank. –God no this is worse then I thought why him, he's the most horrible Guy that goes to our school no…—

"What's wrong Mudblood can't take that I got it, Well think again because look." Malfoy was pointing at his new golden badge with the words 'Draco Malfoy Head Boy.'

"Well excuse me, to brake up your fun but Hermione is the new head girl." Butted in Ron.

"Shut up weasel, well aren't we gonna have fun, more time to pick on you." As Malfoy turned he cracked into a laugh.

Hermione was still standing there blank faced and in a daze.

"Hermione, Hermione." A hand was waving in front of her.

"Wha-what, Oh was that real what just happened." Hermione asked.

"Sorry but yeah it was all real!" Ron said reassuringly.

"Give it to him if he gives you hell Mione."


Draco's POV.

--Whoa how good did her body look it like she's turned into a new person, but oh well she's still Granger and a Mudblood—

"Hey Blaise, what's up." Draco walked over to him.

"Oi did you see Granger." Blaise said quickly.

"Why would you want to know?" Draco raised one eyebrow.

"Well people are saying she transformed into one hot chick." Blaise was now looking around in every direction.

"Yeah I saw her, nothing fancy, so lets get out of here, k?"

"Yeah sure, let's go." Blaise was still looking around for any sign of Hermione, but discontinued when they walked into a new shop.

"Whoa this shop looks shit," Draco said and soon as they got in there, "Whats the point in having this Muggle stuff in Diagon Alley?" he was looking at all the shelves, with Tarot cards and Dream Analyses.

"Well, I guess it because some people enjoy it, its pretty cra-" something distracted Blaise from continuing his sentence. Hermione, Harry and Ron had walked in, making a lot of noise."

"Great, Granger's back again for more," Draco spat and then hit Blaise lightly on the shoulder.

"Hey, why do you kept your filthy mouth shut Malfoy," Hermione screamed at the top of her voice.

"Well, maybe if you stopped stalking me I might just give that a shot," Draco had a smirk on his face, still staring at Hermione.

"Stalking you get real, you're the last person I'd be interested in, I'd rather die." Anger was growing rapidly in her face.

"Pity Granger, you could learn a lot from me," Draco and Blaise walked out of the store and were walking down the street again.

"See, did you see her, I told you she was hot now." Blaise was about to daydream.

"Hot, how was she hot I've seen much hotter chicks then her." Draco shook his head in disbelief.

"Give me an example then?" Blaise looked at Draco like he had one a war.

"Fine, how about Rosie Talet, now she is hot." Draco was just imagining it in his mind.

"Then why isn't she all over you then Malfoy, you seem to be the hottest boy going back to Hogwarts now, that is apart from me." A grin started to appear on Blaise's face.

"Haha Blaise, she has a Hufflepuff boyfriend anyway." Draco hit him on the arm.

"Hey what was that for," Blaise rubbed his arm.

"For having a crush on Granger, she's a Mudblood, she's hangs with Potter and weasel,"

"Well we'll just wait and see won't we," Blaise walked off from Draco and headed into the Broom shop.

--What was he thinking god, how could you like Granger, she's a no it all, and a freaking Mudblood—


Hermione's POV.

"God does he think everyone is in love with him, he has such a big ego, now who would like Malfoy honestly, he's an idiot." Hermione's eyes were nearly going to pop out. Her face was still screwed up in anger and was slowly turning back to white.

"Mione, just forget about him, he's not worth it, trying to annoy cuz he knows you can't stand him, just forget about him and have some fun," Harry walked over to the shelf closet him and picked up a pack of tarot cards from the shelf.

"Hermione um do these really work, I've heard about them but, do they work?" Harry asked Hermione with a confused face.

"Well, sometimes, but its loads of fun to play on sleep overs." This seemed to release the anger inside of her. She seemed a lot calmer then what she was when Draco was around.

--Oh shit I have to spend a whole year living with draco I can't do it, he's gonna piss me off so much, I'll be stuck with him in some classes, its going to be Hell—

"Do you have a pack Hermione?" Ron asked innocently.

"Well no, not actually, my friends did, so I used theirs." Hermione Walked over to Harry and lent on his shoulder.

"Do you wanna get going guys I told my mum I'd be home at Five pm and im already ten minutes late."

"Sorry, Mione but we have to stay, Mum doesn't wanting us leaving Diagon Alley, don't ask why," Hermione then hugged Harry and moved over to Ron.

"Thanks for everything Guys, you guys are the best you know," Hermione then ran out the door and down Diagon Alley to the Leaky Caldron


"Mum, mum im home where are you?" Hermione yelled out as she entered her home.

"Mione, your late, I hope you have a good explanation for this?"

"Well, you see, this guy was being all mean to me so I had to keep away from him so I ran down Knockturn alley and these people started pushing us around so we couldn't leave and-" Hermione hated to lie but this time she had no choice, so she did the best she could.

"That's enough Hermione, just get ready for dinner because I invited Felicity and her parents over." Hermione rushed up to her bedroom and slammed the door shut.

--Few, I thought she wouldn't buy it, luckily, arghhh Malfoy's still in my head it's bugging me so much but why, he has changed but Blaise is so much nicer, ewww how can I think a Slytherin is nice, get over it Hermione—

"Hey Crookshanks," her cat was lying on her bed curled up.

She took of her Favorite jeans and chucked them in her washing basket, she then chucked on her cutest blue trackies, which Flic gave her to improve her wardrobe. Then changed her top for a violet off the shoulder top. Hermione walked up to the mirror and posed.

"Excellent, I hope I look good, ha Ron sure thought so," she laughed at what she said then chucked all her school books in her trunk and shut the lid.

"Hermione!" Flic came barging through the door, "Oh my god, that looks hot I love how you've permanently straightened your hair, it looks sexy girl." Hermione started to blush then ran up and hugged Flic.

"So you said you were gonna show me people from your school, ooooo please do Herm." Flic kept nudging her slightly until she gave in.

"Oh alright, but some are weird ok." Hermione walked over to her desk. She opened the bottom drawer, and pulled out a Light blue book. She then took it over to her bed where Flic was sitting. Crookshanks jumped up and walked out of her room.

"Are you happy now Flic?" Hermione said with a sarcastic tone in her voice.

"Yep, perfectly happy." Hermione open the book, it showed a photo of Harry, Ron and her in the snow at Hogsmeade. The camera was a present for her 15th birthday last year, so she made good use for it. Flic turned the page. The next pictures showed Ginny, Hermione and Parvati out by the large crystal blue lake.

"Oh my god Herm, these people look so cool, and that girl," Flic pointed and Parvati, "has a lot of style, I love her hair." Next it was Hermione's turn to turn the page and this picture was a picture of the Gryffindor and Slytherin Quidditch team. Luckily they didn't have their brooms with them, otherwise Hogwarts would have been found out by her friend.

"Oh my god who is he?" Flic said while pointing at a familiar blonde haired person. Malfoy.

"Oh, that's Malfoy, he's a bastard he teases me Harry and Ron." Hermione voice sounded annoyed.

"Ooooo sounds like someone likes you." Flic let out a small giggle, "But you must admit he's pretty hot."

"Ewwww, I don't think so, he's my enemy how could I like him." Flic kept giggling. "What, what are you laughing at," Hermione asked stupidly.

"Oh as if Herm, you so like him," Flic started to make an ooo-ing noise.

"Get real Flic, I totally hate him." Hermione was refusing to tell her that she had to share a common room with him this year so she would finally stop.

"Hermione, Flic get down here for dinner." Her mum was yelling from the bottom of the stairs.

"Coming," both of them yelled as they got of the bed and ran out of the room.

"Hello Flic, how are you today?" asked Hermione's mum.

"Oh im fine thanks, Mrs Granger," they sat down to eat. They had chicken Strips with chips.

"This is delicious Mum." Hermione said taking another bit of her meat.

"Im glad you like it, but unfortunately for you Herm, you have to wash the dishes," she smiled, "By hand."

"Right mum," Hermione winked at her mum and continued eating.

"Mum, can Flic stay tonight please?" Hermione was nearly on her knees begging.

"Sorry Herm, just because it's your birthday tomorrow, doesn't mean I will let you off today."

"Oh all right mum, but remember, you owe me one," Hermione then turned to Flic with an apologetic face on, "Sorry Flic im not even aloud to have my best friend over," she said loud enough so her mum could hear.

-- Damn, I thought that would work, oh another crap birthday--

The next Morning the sun shone brightly into Hermione's eyes, which then she awoke miserably. But then she realised it was her birthday, so she changed her mood.

She got up and walked over to the mirror. Her hair was messy, but still in a sought of straight condition. She picked up her brush off her small beauty table and started to brush her medium length brown hair. She had finished in less then 4 minutes, so she then got changed. Today she was wearing her favourite thongs, with her best-looking cargo pants and her Blue singlet. She was putting on the last of her eyeliner when two owls swooped in through her always-open window. They landed on her bedpost with a present tied to one foot of both of them. They were from Ron and Harry. Suddenly another owl came swooping in and landed on top of her cupboard. She had never seen that owl before, but she decide to still open Ron and Harry's present first. She ran to her bed to open the presents. She got a fake book with the inside hollowed out like a box, and lying within it was a golden bracelet. Then she opened Ron's present and this happened to be her own pack of tarot cards. They wrote a joint note saying.

Dear Hermione (Mione for short)

We wish you a very happy sixteenth birthday even know we are older then you, we always count on you to look after us. You are a great friend to us and we hope we never lose the friendship thing. You look great this year. That was from Ron. He still can't get over it. Hope you have a great Birthday and we'll see you in 2 days. Our last year of Hogwarts. I can't believe it. But then I heard they were letting some student's start a year 8 next year, so we might not have to leave after all. See you at the train station. We love ya Mione.

Love

Harry, Ron

--Oh that's so sweet I love them guys there the best--

She then turned to the owl still sitting patiently on the top of her cupboard. She tried to reach it but didn't succeed so she grabbed her desk chair.

"A-huh I got you," She pulled it of her cupboard gently and then placed it on her desk. She untied the envelope and turned it over to open it. On the back it had a half moon sticker closing it. She lifted the sticker up and pulled out the letter.

Dear My Sweet Hermione

I am sorry we had to leave you in the care of Mr Troy Dalis and Mrs Olivia Dalis; they opted to adopt you for 16 years so we could settle you back here when you were ready.

Ok before you start to rip this letter up, we just want to tell you, we are your real mother and Father. I am Melantha Granger and this is Louis Granger. We gave them our surname so they could have what were on your birth certificate. I am proud to present you to a proud rich and pureblood family. We wish for you to come home with us. We are coming this afternoon to pick you up. Then when you get home to The Granger Manor you will be able to go to your very own sixteenth bash we have organised you this evening.

We hope you accept your offer, but then this is your choice.

We love you Hermione Sophia granger

Love

You mother and Father.

"Oh my god, this must be a joke, how is this true?" Hermione was walking around in circles until she decided to go ask her mother or who she thought was her mother.

"MUM! COME HERE RIGHT NOW." Hermione screamed at the top of her lung as she reached the bottom step.

"Don't talk to your mother like that," Troy said as he walked back from the front door with the mail.

"Yes sweetie," said Olivia in a very fearful voice.

"What is this all about, is it a joke or what." Hermione showed her the letter. Olivia just brought on a more fearful voice.

"Uh, um well, um," she was stuttering.

"All I wanna know is the truth Olivia, are you my real parents or not." Hermione was getting really annoyed.

"Ok Hermione we aren't and this is far from fake." Said troy in a much stronger voice then Olivia.

"So you lied to me all this time, how could you do that, do you even know what I am?"

"Yes we know what your are, we aren't Muggles at all, and we weren't aloud to tell you we would have been in slavery all this time if we had."

"What you not muggles, oh my god then why did you act like it?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Well for Protection of you, not that anyone's after you, but it was just easier for you to grow up this way," Olivia said getting her courage back.

"Ok does that mean I won't ever see you again after this afternoon?"

"No, we'll catch after all you have a really known family, you mother hosts so many parties and get togethers and even invites the Queen, King and Prince and Princess of London Magic. Any way we don't really own this house were as rich as your parents but live a bit further away from London."

"Parties, get togethers oh my god, cool so where will I live anyway?" Hermione turned on a thinking face.

"A little island of shore not far, that's where all the rich wizards live, it's a nice place there so you won't have any trouble."

"But what about my friends," she said suddenly looking upset, like she was about to burst into tears.

"Oh don't worry about them, you have a jet, you'll see them."

"A jet, cool. Ok of that subject, can I have my presents now?"

"Yes of corse Hermione." The three of them walked into the kitchen and there piled on the kitchen table were like 30 presents.

"Wow, are these all mine mum I mean Olivia?" Hermione corrected herself.

"Yes, please start opening them, sweetie." Olivia pushed. The first one Hermione opened was a CD player, which was about 100 dollars in cost, then a t.v, some new clothes that she had been bugging including, her black Mini skirt, a pink Beret, and A red tank top. Some cd's she has been wanting for a month now, a gold necklace her name engrave on a Heart attached to the necklace, a bracelet, Some hair product, some make up and a teddy bear of an owl.

"Oh, thanks a lot guys…i mean if you're done all this for me then I think you're a worthy family."

"That's an honour Miss Hermione, to be told by you, I hope your mother and Father can see that."

"They will see that, I'll make sure."

At about two in the after noon, Hermione was racing down stairs fro her favourite TV show, because she didn't bother plugging hers in.

"Hermione, I wouldn't be sitting there at this moment, quick come look out the window. Hermione got up and walked over to the window onlooking the street. 2 Limo's pulled up; they were black long ones with tinted windows and a sunroof that was open.

"Wow, look at the limo's, ooooo so exciting." Hermione face was lost with happy expressions. She ran and opened the door just in time to see her real Mother and Father get out of the first limo. Melantha had long brown wavy hair just like Hermione's had been, she didn't have the same eyes as Hermione but the same face. She wore a Long Silver Dress, which hugged her upper body and poofed out at the bottom. Louis had Light Brown hair, with nice tanned skin.

-- That's were I get my tan, so cool--

He was the ones where Hermione got her beautiful round Brown, hazel eyes. He wore a Black suit with a Dark blue tie, which was tucked neatly between his shirt and his overcoat.


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