Harry Potter characters, settings, everything except for this specific plot, belongs to J.K. Rowling!
Hermione Granger threw more clothes onto the ever-growing pile heaped in her trunk. She paused, looking at the stack for a second and then disappeared back into the dresser. More clothes came flying out, missing the trunk and landing on the floor. She came back out and pushed her bangs back from her forehead, crossing to her full length mirror. She looked at herself, and smiled. She had grown a lot over the summer, a few inches taller, and had started running and working out. She was very proud of her tanned abs, which at the moment were peeking out from under the black tank and low rise jeans she was wearing. Her newly sleek brown hair, thanks to a new spell she had learned over the summer, was thrown up into a ponytail, but a few slightly wavy tendrils still hung around her face, damp with the humidity in the air.
She started fixing her hair, smiling to herself. She couldn't wait to see Harry and Ron and Ginny. She was meeting them at Grimmauld place, a week before school started, so they would have time to buy supplies and catch up. Harry and Ron had been there for the past month, ever since Sirius had found his way back out from behind the curtain, Harry had been spending as much time as possible with the godfather he had almost lost. It was currently a secret however, and only the members of the Order of the Phoenix knew of his return.
She pulled her hair back up into a pony tail and put on some brown eyeliner, something she had recently started to use. It made her eyes look bigger and somehow made her look older. She hoped that Harry and Ron wouldn't act weird around her, what with her new figure and new form fitting clothes she had suddenly taken an interest in. She would never think of dating them, it would be like dating a brother.
She turned around and laughed at the sea of clothes that had been halfhazardly tossed in different directions, and waved her wand at them, watching as they magically folded themselves and fit into her trunk among the many books that had already been packed. "Hermione!" called a voice from downstairs "Will you be ready to leave in about five minutes? Your father is going to drop you off at King's Cross, you can't be late, you'll miss the train to London!" "Yes mum, I'll be down in a second!" Hermione called back. She picked up her trunk and smiled, she couldn't wait to see her friends!
Harry Potter stumbled into Grimmauld place at two in the morning with Ron and Sirius. The were all pretty drunk, and had just gotten back from a hot club in London. They had danced with some of the hottest girls Harry had ever seen, until they were too tired to move anymore. They all stumbled up the stairs to their rooms. Harry reached his first and collapsed on the bed, falling asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Harry, Ron and Sirius had been having a fun month. They went to the best clubs in London, and stayed out until dawn. If Harry's name didn't get them in, Sirius' good looks did. That was the thing that Harry had been most worried about. Sirius' secret. He hadn't told Hermione about it, she had no idea.
When Sirius came back out from behind the curtain he had changed. He was no longer a gaunt looking ex prisoner of Azkaban pushing 40. For some reason, he had come back as an 18 year old. Since no one but the order of the pheonix knew Sirius was back, Dumbledore planned to have Sirius enrolled at Hogwarts as a student in the upcoming year. Though Sirius had grown younger, he hadnt lost his experience with magic, and would be an excellent undercover wizard to have around.
Harry hadn't been able to tell Hermione anything about Sirius, since it was too risky to communicate it. It would completely ruin Dumbledore's plan if the information was intercepted. Ron had only found out when he came to Grimmauld place, a little over a month ago. Hermione knew only of Sirius' return, because Ron had accidentally slipped up and told her.
Six hours later, Harry woke up to the sound of Hedwig hooting outside of his closed window. "Bloody bird" he mumbled, and ran to the window to let her in. She swooped in, and dropped a letter on his bed, and then settled in her cage. Harry stretched. Now that he was out of bed, he might as well stay up.
He opened the door of the dresser and glanced in the mirror. He had been working out all summer at the local gym near privet drive, much to the dismay and horror of the Dursleys. They pretty much let him do what he wanted now, ever since they had been threatened by mad eye moody at the beginning of the summer. He was also tan, after having many quidditch practicing sessions with Ron and Sirius, who planned to try out for the team as soon as they were back at school. He was aware of his good looks, but didn't let on. He was still as down to earth as he had ever been, even though girls had started to take a notice in him. He only hoped Hermione wouldn't be one of those girls. He had always thought Hermione was pretty, but it would be like dating a sister.
Sirius woke up to the smell of bacon and eggs. He squinted at the bedside clock. 11:30. He should probably get up and help whoever was making breakfast. He stood up and immediately regretted having those last few shots. His head was pounding and his stomach was in knots. He reached for his wand on the table and muttered a few words. Immediately the symptoms ceased. He smirked. There were definitely some perks to being a wizard, and one of them was never having to deal with hangovers.
He grabbed some clothes and walked into the spacious bathroom that was in his room. He turned on the shower and looked at himself in the mirror. He loved being young again. No one had yet figured out why it had happened, and the best Dumbledore could do was to guess that it was a side effect from the miraculous return. He rumbled his dark hair in the mirror and flexed his tanned muscles. He would soon once again be the hottest guy in Gryffindor. No, the hottest guy in Hogwarts. He knew he had to be responsible, as an undercover agent for the Order of the Phoenix, but he was allowed to have a little fun.
He was definitely going to find a girl, he thought as he pulled off his boxers and stepped into the steaming shower. Sure he had been with quite a few over the past month of clubbing and partying, but he wanted to have a steady girlfriend for once in his life. Maybe not right away, he liked having a bunch of girls throw themselves at him at once. But eventually, maybe, he would find a girl that made him want to stick around.
my first ever fanfic! please review! Rated M for later chapters