Chapter 2: Transformation
Her transformation was complete. She looked into the mirror and couldn't recognise herself. Hermione was someone completely new. Her wild, bushy brown was no more, instead she had silky, long black hair which was MUCH easier to deal with. Her face was smooth as a baby's butt, with a honey glow complexion which seemed as if she was glowing. All the baby fat was removed from her face, but she still had a kind, caring expression, which was more defined by the cheekbones she never had. The blemishes and freckles were gone, leaving a radiant face behind. The only thing she hadn't changed was her eyes. Big, beautiful, hazel nut brown with a tinge of shimmering gold. She couldn't believe the ministry was actually good at something. Hermione made a mental note to tell Harry and Ron that joke. Then she remembered that couldn't know… This was going to be much harder without the help of her friends, but maybe she could do it on her own. Maybe.
Tuesday 1st September 1995
"Wizards and Witches, old and young, I would like to make a special announcement. This year Hogwarts has taken place in the Transfer." Croaked Albus Dumbledore, the greatest wizard and headmaster of Hogwarts. He was also founder of the Order of the Phoenix, but not many people knew that. Albus and with the help of the Minster, created the 'transfer'. Really it was a way for Miss Granger to keep her cover.
"You're have got to be joking. What's the Transfer?" yelled the Weasley twins from the Gryffindor Table. Of course leave it to the Weasely twins to be the centre of attention as everybody's head turned around to see who shouted.
The Transfer, Mr Weaselys, is a new way the International Ministry of Magic has come up with. We send a student from our school who has academically achieved everything and swap them with another student from Illvemorny. And with that the doors of the entrance boomed opened.
