"Darling its 12!!" I shot up. Oh dear what happened? I looked over at my
alarm clock that was supposed to go off at 7. I shook it. Great it was dead
just my luck. I quickly pushed the covers off and headed over to my closet.
Just like the past 7 years I debated on what to wear. Even if I separated
something the night before I seemed to always change my mind the fallowing
morning.
"Casual, Sexy...Classy, Conservative..." I scratched my head and looked at myself in the mirror. My brown hair was still curly but I had discovered what a brush was and I used conditioner which calmed down a bit. It was still chocolate brown but sun kissed from being outside reading so much. My petite frame was something most girls would die for but I didn't take notice to it. I was about 5'3 and had a curvy figure but with my school robes always loose you couldn't tell. I actually didn't enjoy having too much attention on me so I tried to stay clear of anything to risky. Hermione Granger wasn't just any old girl who strut her stuff. I was more worried about passing my N.E.W.T.S then fondling boys. I rummaged through my closet and grabbed a pair of tight low jeans and a plain pink tank top. Nothing to out there but it still had a cuteness value to it. The jeans stuck to my skin and the tank top showed a tasteful amount of cleavage. People who didn't know me would think I was doing this to catch the eye of my two best friends. School heartthrobs Harry and Ron but if you knew me you would know that there is NO sexual tension there. That would be like having a crush on my brother...yuck much? Anyways I put on some pink shimmer on my eyelids and applied a touch of lip gloss...nothing too much I didn't want to look desperate like Hogwarts whore Parkinson.
"Honey are you up?" I heard my mum scream up the stairs.
"Yes mum and I was asleep I didn't go bloody deaf" I joked and she laughed.
"Well I put out some biscuits and juice for you to eat before you leave so hurry down" I heard her walk back into the kitchen. I grabbed my zip up and ran down stairs.
"Morning" I kissed my mum on the cheek and made my way over to the table to sit with my dad.
"Morning darling are you ready to go to the station soon?" he asked looking over at me from his paper. I nodded as I shoved a biscuit in my mouth.
"Hermione its not running away" my mom looked at me with distaste. I shrugged and drank some juice.
"I'm excited I guess. I'm glad Dumbledore chose me for head girl and not some air head" I snickered. It was obvious that I would get head girl since the first day of school. I have read Hogwarts: A History enough times to teach a class about it. When I was chosen prefect in 5th year it was a done deal that I would be the head girl.
"Well finish up you have to head out soon its getting late" my mum looked at her watch. I gulped down the last of my juice and kissed her on the cheek. She sniffled a bit and muttered something about her little baby growing up. I hugged her once more before getting into the car with my dad.
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I realized how short this was but the next few get longer and longer. Please review I like to hear what you think.
"Casual, Sexy...Classy, Conservative..." I scratched my head and looked at myself in the mirror. My brown hair was still curly but I had discovered what a brush was and I used conditioner which calmed down a bit. It was still chocolate brown but sun kissed from being outside reading so much. My petite frame was something most girls would die for but I didn't take notice to it. I was about 5'3 and had a curvy figure but with my school robes always loose you couldn't tell. I actually didn't enjoy having too much attention on me so I tried to stay clear of anything to risky. Hermione Granger wasn't just any old girl who strut her stuff. I was more worried about passing my N.E.W.T.S then fondling boys. I rummaged through my closet and grabbed a pair of tight low jeans and a plain pink tank top. Nothing to out there but it still had a cuteness value to it. The jeans stuck to my skin and the tank top showed a tasteful amount of cleavage. People who didn't know me would think I was doing this to catch the eye of my two best friends. School heartthrobs Harry and Ron but if you knew me you would know that there is NO sexual tension there. That would be like having a crush on my brother...yuck much? Anyways I put on some pink shimmer on my eyelids and applied a touch of lip gloss...nothing too much I didn't want to look desperate like Hogwarts whore Parkinson.
"Honey are you up?" I heard my mum scream up the stairs.
"Yes mum and I was asleep I didn't go bloody deaf" I joked and she laughed.
"Well I put out some biscuits and juice for you to eat before you leave so hurry down" I heard her walk back into the kitchen. I grabbed my zip up and ran down stairs.
"Morning" I kissed my mum on the cheek and made my way over to the table to sit with my dad.
"Morning darling are you ready to go to the station soon?" he asked looking over at me from his paper. I nodded as I shoved a biscuit in my mouth.
"Hermione its not running away" my mom looked at me with distaste. I shrugged and drank some juice.
"I'm excited I guess. I'm glad Dumbledore chose me for head girl and not some air head" I snickered. It was obvious that I would get head girl since the first day of school. I have read Hogwarts: A History enough times to teach a class about it. When I was chosen prefect in 5th year it was a done deal that I would be the head girl.
"Well finish up you have to head out soon its getting late" my mum looked at her watch. I gulped down the last of my juice and kissed her on the cheek. She sniffled a bit and muttered something about her little baby growing up. I hugged her once more before getting into the car with my dad.
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I realized how short this was but the next few get longer and longer. Please review I like to hear what you think.