Dear Diary: I Wish I Was Mrs Hermione Malfoy
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Sorry about the long wait guys, I've been very busy and tired and just feeling a bit down but here's chapter two.
Lucius Malfoy/Hermione Granger
My second fic and this time it will be a happy one!
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Chapter 2: Blondisho
I wake up full of energy and find myself darting out of the bed and into the shower. I can't help but sing a little of the latest weird sisters song. Once I'm out and have towelled myself dry, I find that I wish I was wearing something more fancy than my plain school robes. I sigh then try to detangle the mess that is my hair. I find myself wondering whether professor Malfoy prefers blondes or brunettes? I bet he prefers blondes after all his wife has blonde hair. I sigh once again and carry on brushing my bushy hair when a thought occurs to me.
You could dye you're hair blonde!
But I'm not sure if I know the spell properly.
Of course you do Hermione you're the top of your year!
Hmm I wonder if I should take the risk? After all it would be completely out of character and what would people think?
When have you cared what people think, to them you will always be a know it all bookworm. Go on you'll never know, might just pay off
I sneak out of the bathroom to get my wand trying not to wake the other girls. I go back into the bathroom again and look in the small mirror that is fixed above the sink. I take a deep breath.
Well here it goes
"Blondisho" I tap my wand on my head three times. I have butterflies in my stomach and slowly lift my head up. I scream when my head comes into focus. I can hear Lavender call to me to see if I'm alright.
Oh my God, he is definitely not going to like this
My brown chocolate covered hair has been replaced for a dark green moss like colour, my mouth hangs open at the sight.
Oh my God. What do I look like?
"Hermione?" I hear Lavender banging on the door.
I stare at myself with utmost horror, the banging on the door carries on with other girls now fully awake joining in. I have to say something to make them go away but I can't form the words and just stare at myself in the mirror. I look hideous, not ugly but hideous. I don't usually care what people think even though deep down I do, but I know there is no way I could ever live this down, I can almost hear the laughter coming from not only the Slytherin's but from Harry, Ron, Ginny and…
Oh God
There is no way I can go to lessons looking like this whether we have defence against the dark arts or not.
But you can't exactly skive off lessons after all you're this is your O.W.L year and is important.
"Hermione!? Are you okay?" Lavender calls to me again.
I find myself feeling glad that I feel okay, I mean if this was Lavender locked in the bathroom and I heard her scream and she didn't answer, I would have either gone and got professor McGonagall or tried to blast open the door, I knew Lavender wasn't very bright but--
"Alohomora" I hear Lavender say
You were thinking Hermione?
I push myself against the door so she can't enter.
"Hermione what are you doing?" Lavender sounds a bit frightened.
I've got to make her go away and fast, so I try once again to get the words out.
"Sorry Lavender umm I saw I huge spider" I lie not very convincingly.
"Eww Oh my God! Hermione eww well I'm glad your like okay, we are all going down to like breakfast now"
Phew. I can't believe Lavender actually fell for it, I mean I've never been scared of spiders. I get back in front of the mirror and rattle my brains for the counter curse.
Come on Hermione think! You can't go around looking like this all day and If you don't go down to breakfast soon people will worry.
I draw up blank and I look at the clock in the bathroom and find that I only have 10 minutes left of breakfast. I need to get my timetable but there is no way I can ever consider going downstairs.
Unless…
I peer round the bathroom door to make sure no one is still in the dorm and quickly walkover to Parvati's bedside table were this is a copy of teen witch weekly on the side. I snatch it up quickly and run back to the bathroom and lock the door. I quickly turn to the back pages were it has all the beauty spells. I never thought they worked but I'm desperate. I find the hair section and scan the page.
Yes!!!
'Hair Colour Reversal Spell
Take your wand and tap your head five times while saying incarter reverso hairso and you should find your hair will return to the original colour in a matter of seconds.'
I hastily take my wand and tap my head five times while saying the incantation and cross my fingers with my other hand.
Please. Please. Please
I slowly look up and scream once again and drop my wand on the floor.
Why?
Why me? It's not as if my hair was exactly perfect before, I could cry all I want to do is to my hair back to normal so I can go down and get my timetable. I look at the clock once again and see that I have 7 minutes till breakfast is over. That's it I will have to go downstairs like this.
Remember Hermione looks aren't everything and you could probably see Madam Pomfrey later if the colour doesn't fade.
The voice is right I shouldn't care what people think but I still find I'm nervous about going out in public like this, but then again I could look a lot worse. Anyway I can't believe I didn't think of Madam Promfrey earlier after all she sort out my little whisker problem back in my 2nd year. Sighing I bend down to pick up my wand and grab my school bag which is back in the dorm. I cast one last look at my reflection in a mirror on the dressing table, pull a face and descend down the stairs into the Gryffindor common room. I feel relived when there is no one about to question me about my hair, despite that the voice in my head is telling me that looks aren't important I still have butterfly's in my stomach.
Just take a deep breath and you will be fine.
I climb out of the portrait with mixed feelings of worry for my hair and worry if I'm late for my lessons. I walk at a normal pace half of my body wanting to go really slow and the other half wanting to get this over and done with. I only see one other person on my journey to the entrance hall, a 1st year girl from Ravenclaw who actually just stopped and stared at me.
Who cares Hermione?
I end up walking very slowly down the stairs in the entrance hall and walk even slower as I approach the open door of the great hall. I stand in the shadows and see that everyone is too busy either eating the last remains of breakfast, opening letters or receiving their timetables, I step out of the shadows.
Right, no time like the present Hermione.
I nearly run to the Gryffindor table where Ron and Harry are sitting and hurriedly sit down. It probably wasn't such a good idea to run to the table, after all I have probably drawn even more attention to myself, than what I would have done if I just walked casually into the room. I quickly grab 3 slices of lukewarm toast and shove one of them into my mouth without buttering it, I didn't realise how hungry I am. I hear a spoon clatter on the table in front of me and look up to see Ron just staring at me in amazement.
"Blimey Mione what have you done to your hair?" Ron gawks at me.
"Yeah Hermione what on earth possessed you to dye it green?" Harry joins in also starring at me.
I try to fathom a lie quickly but I hear whistles and jeers from across the hall.
"Hey Granger looking sexy as ever I see" I hear Dracco's taunting voice ring out across the hall accompanied with high pitched laughter from Pansy Parkinson.
I want to cry but at the same time stick two fingers up at that ferret. I reframe from doing so but it looks as if Ron is about to throw the fork he has clenched in his hand at Dracco's eye.
"Ron just leave it. Malfoy is not worth getting in trouble over on your first day" I say with my calmest voice.
I eat my other pieces of toast and try to ignore the people who are staring at me with silly smiles on their faces, and the insults and jeers coming from the Slytherin table. I look up at anyway but at the staring faces and find my eyes rest on the staff table, I scan the faces until I find his, Professor Malfoy. He looks more sexy than ever, with his light blonde hair tide in a ponytail, he is wearing deep blue silk robes today no doubt costing more than I will ever earn in my life. I keep on staring at him and not once does he look in my direction, he is too busy watching the Slytherin students probably Draco and his cronies. I keep watching him just in case he happens to turn his head my way. I pour myself some pumpkin juice trying to keep my eyes on him as much as I can, half hoping he will look at me and half hoping he wont. I take a huge swigs of the juice when--
"Miss Granger I do believe that is not a suitable hair colour for school!" I hear Professor McGonagall's stern voice from behind me.
I go ruby red when Professor Malfoy looks in my direction obviously from hearing Professor McGonagall's lecturing voice. He looks at me and I see his eyes travel up to my obscene hair and raise one eyebrow at it, I see his lips curl up at the end. My mouth falls open and the pumpkin juice dribbles down my chin like a five year old.
Great Hermione you really know how to play it cool don't you?
Professor Malfoy looks away at me probably with disgust and I turn around and focus my attentions on Professor McGonagall, who is standing wearing a look of disapproval with her hands on her hips.
"Honestly It's the first day back I don't know what gets into you girls over the summer holidays. First I catch Miss Brown with a ridiculous hole in her nose and Miss Weasley kissing Mr Thomas in the corridor on the way down to breakfast this morning." Professor McGonagall complains and I see her nostrils flair.
I look at Ron who has now gone pink at the ears and is sending death looks at Dean Thomas who is sat further down the table.
"I didn't mean to Professor my spell backfired and I don't know the counter charm" I say honestly.
"Well Miss Granger as your punishment you will be keeping your hair like that for the rest of today then I suggest you go see Madam Promfrey unless you want a detention with me tomorrow. Honestly teen girls today" She shakes her head at me before handing me my timetable.
I cross my fingers under the table I really hope I don't have defence against the dark arts today, even though Professor Malfoy has already seen my hair like this I couldn't put up with having an hour with him and his smirks. I look down at my timetable it's looking good so far:
Period 1: Charms
Period 2: Charms
Break
Period 3: Transfiguration
Period 4: Ancient Runes
Lunch
Period 5: Defence Against the Dark Arts
Oh no
I have him last thing, I dreading last lesson but at the same time there is a feeling of happiness course through my veins at the prospect of being with him. I wonder if I would be able to go see Madam Promfrey at lunch? I hear the bell ring and I gather my bag and head off to double charms with Ron and Harry with a little spring in my step.
Sorry for the long wait and the shortness of this chapter the next one will be longer.
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