[at the burrow]
"Hurry up Hermione we're going to be late!" Ginny yelled from downstairs in the kitchen. She was already dressed and ready to go.

"Late for what Ginny where are we going? I don't get it," said a flustered Hermione.

Ginny rolled her eyes, "I told you, dress up like your part of the Vampire elite going to a casual party," she snickered to herself.

"That contradicts itself Ginny! Perfection takes time! Don't rush me!" Hermione stubbornly stated.

"Get down here Hermione. You're as slow as a fat kid on crutches!" Ginny snarled. Hermione manically laughed at Ginny's comparison.

"Nice try Ginny! That was a funny comparison! LOL!!!" Hermione screamed.

"This isn't one of those muggle computer thingies you know. You can actually laugh out loud," commented Ginny because of Hermione keeping her up-to-date on muggle lingo.

Hermione rushed to buckle the teal blue corset she was planning on wearing. The tight black leather shorts she had on went so well with it that Hermione hadn't had a second thought on wearing it. She glanced in the floor length mirror one last time. "You are gorgeous," She whispered to her reflection, praying one day she might believe it.

She trotted down the stairs with her teal corset showing a small section of mid-drift.
"Ok I'm ready to go Ginny!"

"It's about F***…. OMG! Hermione what happened to you?"

"What are you talking about Ginny, You just never seen me get dressed up for anything besides the Yule Ball."

"I didn't know you owned any of those things."

"Oh you mean the corset of course and if your wondering, I do know what a thong is Ginny, I have several. The one I'm wearing matches the corset."

Ginny grinned, "I finally broke through to you Mione. I'm so Proud!"

"Yeah, Yeah shut up Ginny. Let's go WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE!"

"Oh yeah come on Mione. We have to apparate there. It's kind of far. Just hold my hand."

[Five minutes later in front of a prestigious American club]

"Surprise! Happy 18th Birthday Mione!!!"

"Where are we Ginny?" asked Hermione all confused.

"We are in America, where else would we be? All the best clubs are here! Duh!"

"I guess I will fit in after all."

"Yes, I am pretty surprised that you picked your attire pretty appropriately, for not knowing where we were going."

Hermione and Ginny approached the front of the line and presented their ID's to the bouncer. The Bouncer took Hermione's ID first and did a double-take. He looked at the picture, then at Hermione and without looking at Ginny's fake ID, ushered them inside while calling some of his fellow employees. Two new security guys rushed to their sides and led Ginny and Hermione to the VIP section of the club.

Hermione quickly mumbled to Ginny, "Is this part of your surprise? Or what's going on?"

Ginny just shook her head, "I have no idea what's going on. To be honest, I'm still a little shocked that they didn't card me. But Hermione, relax. This is even better! To think, I was just going to be a regular person here. Now we're VIPS!!!!!! Don't question it. Just enjoy!" Ginny proceeded to sit at the table that sat in the middle of the roped off section they had been escourted to.

Hermione however wasn't that selfish. She asked one of the security guys to bring the bouncer, who had let them in, to her.

Within a matter of seconds the bouncer was standing at their table looking all flustered and out of place.

"Excuse me miss, you asked to see me?"

"Yes I did. I was wondering why you brought me here. I don't think I'm the person you seem to think I am."

"Young Miss, you are exactly who I think you are." He stated.

At that moment the clock struck 9:04pm, the exact time of Hermione Isabella Potter's became Hermione Jane Granger.

"Don't you remember???"