Hermione Granger woke up in the middle of the night. It was July 31st, Harrys birthday. She rolled over and looked at the clock on her bedside cabinet. It read 5.30am. 'Damn it' she thought 'why can't I sleep'. After half an hour of trying to go back to sleep, Hermione got out of bed, put on her dressing gown, as she practically slept naked and went to the bathroom. As she went to get into the shower, she looked into the mirror and her mouth dropped open.
Her once brown bushy hair had turned into straight, dark red hair that reached down to nher waist. Her chocolate eyes had turned a startling emerald green. She now had less freckles then before. She looked down at her body and her outh dropped even futher. Gone was the boshish frame she had before. Now she had curves in all the right places. Her had gone up at least 3 sizes, 'I will definately have to see about getting some new bras later' she thought. As a thought came to her, her eyes widened 'OMG, I look like Mrs Potter. Why the hell do I look like Harry's mum??' Grabbing her night gown she ran into her room and grabbed some underwear and a bra. The underwear was a bit too tight but she could live with that until she got some more. The problem was the bra. Her 36C bras were now way too small. 'Damn' she thought 'I'm gonna have to go without one today then'. She then went to her wardrobe and pulled out a red tank top that had a lion on the back and a pair of short shorts.
As she was going down the stairs she realised that she would have to go to Harry's and ask his parents what was going on. As she was making her way to the fire place she glanced at the clock. It said it was . 'Please be up' she thought. She grabbed a handful of floo powder, stepped into the firplace and shouted 'Potter Mansion'.
As she stepped out of the fireplace at Potter Mansion, she came face to face with at wide-eyed Harry Potter.