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The Real Me by Eliza
Chapter 1 A Talent Competition?
'There's going to be a talent contest!" squealed Parvati, as she sat down at the Gryffindor house table in the Great Hall of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Her friend Lavender sat down beside her and said "I'm totally going to try and win. The winner gets 100 galleons." Harry and Ron looked at each other thinking, "Wow that's a lot of money for a talent contest!" Their best friend, Hermione Granger stayed silent. Their 5th year had just started and she was still known as a bookworm. She did not like her image, and this would be the perfect chance to change it.
"Well good luck to you both", Ron told Lavender and Parvati. He had crushes on almost every girl in Hogwarts, save the Slytherins. He had become sort of a ladies man. Harry nodded in agreement, "Yah, good luck", he echoed. He only he liked one girl at Hogwarts (a/n: not Cho, sorry Cho lovers!), but was too scared to do anything about it.
The trio finished dinner and started to walk to Gryffindor Tower, Hermione deep in thought. She had decided to enter the contest, but not tell anyone. She decided she was going to sing, as she had a good voice, but she still needed a song, and clothes. They reached the portrait of the Fat Lady and Ron said the password, figglebit. Hermione went straight to her dormitory and started to think about what to sing, and what clothes to wear.
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Hermione woke up the next morning after a long night of thought. She hadn't got much sleep, and hadn't decided on the song. She heard her roommates, Lavender and Parvati, chatting away about the competition. She was a bit troubled when she heard Lavender say, "The contest is going to have 3 levels, quarter finals, semi-finals, and the finals. They're going to eliminate people. If you make it to the finals, than you'll have to do your talent 3 times. I think I'll practice 3 different baton-twirling routines, in case I make it to the finals. I don't want the audience to be bored!" Hermione snickered under her breath at the thought of doing baton twirling for her talent, she'd look ridiculous!
But, it also gave her something to think about. If she made it to the finals, she would need to sing 3 songs. Her mind immediately reviewed her favourtie songs. "I could do those.." She thought, making her way to the common room were she found Ron and Harry waiting for her. It was a Saturday and a Hogsemade weekend, so she could pick out clothes. Classes were cancelled on Monday, that was when the competition would be. She didn't have much time to prepare. She would have to practice all day Sunday. "Oh well, it will be worth it if I can change my image.."
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It was almost dinnertime. She had gotten all her clothes she would need for her songs, incase she made it to the Finals. She had ditched Harry and Ron, they wanted to go to the joke shop, and she told them she didn't feel like it. They had looked at her like she was crazy, but then let her be.
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Sunday came and she practiced really hard. She thought she might have a chance at winning. The only person she had told that she was entering was Hagrid. She made him swear he wouldn't tell anyone. She had practiced in his cabin to prevent anyone from finding out. It was Sunday night and she was extremely nervous. She was really excited too though. Her emotions were running wild. So she decided to go to sleep. "Tomorrow", she thought as she began to fall asleep, 'I can't believe its tomorrow!"
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A/n: Please review. I know its short, the next chapter will be longer, I promise! This is my second fic, so please be nice. I'll be forever grateful if you review!
-Eliza
Now, Enjoy!
The Real Me by Eliza
Chapter 1 A Talent Competition?
'There's going to be a talent contest!" squealed Parvati, as she sat down at the Gryffindor house table in the Great Hall of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Her friend Lavender sat down beside her and said "I'm totally going to try and win. The winner gets 100 galleons." Harry and Ron looked at each other thinking, "Wow that's a lot of money for a talent contest!" Their best friend, Hermione Granger stayed silent. Their 5th year had just started and she was still known as a bookworm. She did not like her image, and this would be the perfect chance to change it.
"Well good luck to you both", Ron told Lavender and Parvati. He had crushes on almost every girl in Hogwarts, save the Slytherins. He had become sort of a ladies man. Harry nodded in agreement, "Yah, good luck", he echoed. He only he liked one girl at Hogwarts (a/n: not Cho, sorry Cho lovers!), but was too scared to do anything about it.
The trio finished dinner and started to walk to Gryffindor Tower, Hermione deep in thought. She had decided to enter the contest, but not tell anyone. She decided she was going to sing, as she had a good voice, but she still needed a song, and clothes. They reached the portrait of the Fat Lady and Ron said the password, figglebit. Hermione went straight to her dormitory and started to think about what to sing, and what clothes to wear.
*****************
Hermione woke up the next morning after a long night of thought. She hadn't got much sleep, and hadn't decided on the song. She heard her roommates, Lavender and Parvati, chatting away about the competition. She was a bit troubled when she heard Lavender say, "The contest is going to have 3 levels, quarter finals, semi-finals, and the finals. They're going to eliminate people. If you make it to the finals, than you'll have to do your talent 3 times. I think I'll practice 3 different baton-twirling routines, in case I make it to the finals. I don't want the audience to be bored!" Hermione snickered under her breath at the thought of doing baton twirling for her talent, she'd look ridiculous!
But, it also gave her something to think about. If she made it to the finals, she would need to sing 3 songs. Her mind immediately reviewed her favourtie songs. "I could do those.." She thought, making her way to the common room were she found Ron and Harry waiting for her. It was a Saturday and a Hogsemade weekend, so she could pick out clothes. Classes were cancelled on Monday, that was when the competition would be. She didn't have much time to prepare. She would have to practice all day Sunday. "Oh well, it will be worth it if I can change my image.."
*******************
It was almost dinnertime. She had gotten all her clothes she would need for her songs, incase she made it to the Finals. She had ditched Harry and Ron, they wanted to go to the joke shop, and she told them she didn't feel like it. They had looked at her like she was crazy, but then let her be.
*********************
Sunday came and she practiced really hard. She thought she might have a chance at winning. The only person she had told that she was entering was Hagrid. She made him swear he wouldn't tell anyone. She had practiced in his cabin to prevent anyone from finding out. It was Sunday night and she was extremely nervous. She was really excited too though. Her emotions were running wild. So she decided to go to sleep. "Tomorrow", she thought as she began to fall asleep, 'I can't believe its tomorrow!"
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A/n: Please review. I know its short, the next chapter will be longer, I promise! This is my second fic, so please be nice. I'll be forever grateful if you review!
-Eliza