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THE FOLLOWING DAY
"Hermione wake up!" Ginny exclaimed jumping on top of a sleeping Hermione Granger.
Underneath her covers Hermione was having the wind knocked out of her as Ginny's 56.8 kg (125 pounds) self jumped on top of her.
"Arghh, WHAT!" she shouted the best she could with her empty lungs.
"Get up I brought you something."
"What did you bring me?"Hermione questioned with a yawn while stretching out her stiff limbs.
"Here are the clothes you're going to be wearing today" Ginny's cheerful voice said as she threw the fabric onto her friend's bed.
"I'm not wearing that!" Hermione declared pointing at the rather small pile of clothing before looking up to see that her usually reserved- in comparison to the Slytherin girls at least- red headed friend dressed more sexily than Ronald would like. Ginny was sporting a loose short sleeved plain white button down shirt, her usual house tie with its red and golden horizontal stripes, a black mini skirt which could hardly long enough to be classed as such and black sandal high heels.
"You look hot," Hermione observed.
"And so will you once you put these clothes on. Remember, we're Slytherins today, looks are very important to them."
"Fine, you win," Hermione conceded as she grabbed the clothes Ginny brought her and headed to the bathroom to shower and change, remembering that as a vain Slytherin she would have to spend more time in the bathroom than she usually would. "You know your brother's are going to kill you when they see what your wearing Ginny!" she called over her shoulder as she closed the door to the bathroom leaving a frowning Ginevra behind her.
Ginny grabbed a copy of Teen Witch Weekly magazine and crashed onto the bookworms unmade bed muttering to herself, like I really care what they think, and silently declaring that if Ron tried to make her change that he was going to find himself unable to produce children due to the fact that she would hex his balls off.
30 Minutes Later
Hermione emerged out of the bathroom wearing a Sexy Black Tunic Dress that stopped at her mid thighs with her head girl badge on her left breast and in black peep toe high heels. "Huh, don't all you girl's look good," she stated looking at Lavender- who wearing a plain white button down short sleeve shirt, Gryffindor tie, black corduroy pleated mini skirt and black Schuh panther bow peep heels- and Pavati- who was wearing a long white bottom down shirt, stopping at mid thigh with black tights underneath and classic black heels.
"WOW! Hermione, I didn't know you had curves under all of those baggy school robes, " Ginny said sarcastically jumping off of her friend's bed.
"Funny," Hermione retorted while pulling at the hem of her dress and asking, "but don't you think it's a little too much."
"NO!" was the resounding shout that came from her best girl friend and two dorm mates- there really is no getting out of this, she mused before sighing, I might as well enjoy it then.
"You look great, now let me do you hair and makeup." Pulling out her wand Ginny managed to get Hermione's notoriously untameable hair to become decidedly un-bushy and fall down her back in soft brown waves that caught the light beautifully. Makeup followed, the red head flicked her wand several more times and by the end of her makeover Hermione had a little base covered with sophisticated eyeliner, mascara and lip-gloss.
"Here Hermione " Ginny said as she finished and giving her handiwork an appreciative glance before conjuring a full length mirror before the bookworm.
"HOT!...SEXY!...FINE!" was each of the girls proclamations and even Hermione had to admit that she looked good and nowhere near as trashy as Pansy Parkinson usually did.
"Thanks Ginny, I love it," she told her friend honestly and hugged her hard.
"Can't breathe!"
"Sorry."
"It's ok Hermione, but now I think it's time to go down to the boy's dorms to show off our new looks and help them out a little bit," Ginny told her, leading the girls out the room.
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One level below the group of sexily clad girls the boys of Gryffindor were endeavouring to make themselves look just as good.
"What to wear, what to wear?" Dean questioned himself while pulling various items of clothing out of the chest beside his four-poster bed and finally finding himself a suitable outfit which was a all black suit and black leather dress shoes.
In his mind Seamus was having similar problems as he walked towards his chest wearing nothing but a white beater , black boxers and a plain pair of dark blue straight legged jeans. "I don't know about you mate, but I have to look really damn sexy today,' he said to his friends , pulling out a dark grey vest attached to his black button down shirt , a black and sliver with green horizontal stripes tie and Adidas skateboard shoes to finish his fashionable look.
"You better get dressed quickly Seamus because the girls are coming," Dean told him with a glance down at Harry's Marauder's Map. This resulted in Dean seeing his dorm mate dress quicker than anyone would have thought possible- well at least without the use of magic.
"I hate my hair!" came the frustrated cry from the dormitory bathroom just as the seventh year girls entered their quarters.
"Here," Ginny said, chucking a bottle of muggle hair-gel through the open door to hit Harry on the side of his head as he frowned into the mirror. "So much for reflexes," she muttered under her breath, wondering how Harry could be such a good seeker if he couldn't even catch a bottle of gel .
"Ever heard of knocking?" asked a frustrated Ronald Weasley who was trying to fix his red hair and getting little further than Harry had been without the help of hair products.
"No,' Ginny deadpanned as her brother turned to face her, scowl on his face- he's looking pretty Slytherin already, she noted happily.
"And just what do you think you're wearing, Ginevra Weasley?" He shouted as he caught sight of his sisters outfit and a tomato rage spread across his features, reaching the tips of his ears.
"Oh, shut up Ronald!" Harry told his best friend as he emerged from the bathroom with spiky hair , dressed in a white button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up , a loose Gryffindor tie , black trousers and finishing his look off with black slip on vans shoes and catching the second bottle that his girlfriend lobbed at him- that's where the reflexes went, must have been an off moment before- "she looks sexy... Um... I mean sexier," he stammered catching the look on Ron's face.
"Yeah, exactly!" Ginny told her brother before winking at Harry and telling him that she knew it too in a sultry tone.
Dean and Seamus turned in time to see a gorgeous Ginvera Weasly soundly snogging her boyfriend much to her brothers annoyance, before catching sight of the girls behind her. "Damn you girls are looking fine," they said together in a manner much like Fred and George Weasley and causing Hermione, Lavender and Parvati to flush.
"Um... Thanks guys..."
Ronald's jaw dropped as he looked at the girls that he had taken his classes with for the last seven years. Closing it and trying in vain not to stare he turned back to his mirror and continued on the hopeless endeavour to fix his hair, glancing back at the girls a few times a minute in his mirror.
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Hermione walked into the male dorms to find Ron well dressed in his black jeans, a white shirt and light grey sweater vest- red tie hanging undone on his neck and monochrome converse adorning his feet.
Looking at the other boys she couldn't help but nod in her approval as Ginny finished arguing with her brother and kissing her boyfriend to inform the other seventh year boys what she thought of them. "Don't you guys look hot," she said. Seamus pretended to be affronted before telling them sarcastically that he always looked hot. Hermione held in a snicker at the vain display, very Slytherin, she thought, vanity and sarcasm all in one sentence.
Ron was still having trouble with his hair. Should I take pity on him? Hermione decided that she would, mainly because otherwise they were never going to get to the common room, let alone breakfast. "Do you want a hand with that... Throw me the gel Gin."
Taming Ronald's hair , slick back was a lot easier for Hermione than taming hers had been for Ginny. At least his hair didn't look like he'd come off worse in a fight with some nargles. Thinking about nargles, hmm... I'm starting to sound like Luna. Hermione felt that it was a good job that it was Ginny who was going to end up with Harry because if the two of them had had children then it would have been a disaster- they would have been beautiful but with truly terrible hair.
"Thanks Mione, it's great," he told her upon seeing her work before turning away from her so that she wouldn't be able to see the blush that had spread across his cheeks. In his chagrin he said the first thing he could to change the topic away from his embarrassment, "are we ready to leave 'cause I'm hungry?"
Is food all he thinks about? Hermione wondered shaking her head in amazment, it's a wonder that he isn't the size of a house.
"You're always hungry Ron, but yeah, we're ready to go," Seamus said slapping Lavender's ass as he ran out the door with the rest of the group in hot pursuit.
Emerging into the common room Hermione saw that every Gryffindor was dressed to impress. A sea of black was spread out before her and a couple of students seemed to have forgotten their Gryffindor ties and worn green clothing instead. Why did Gryffindor's own green clothes in the first place anyways?
Beside her she heard Ginny asking if Neville had seen the twins, the main instigators of this whole shebang. Neville turned to face her from where he was standing in a small group that was made up with Vickey Frobisher, Adam Pickering, Sean Osbourne and Anna Mirfield. His appearance was the most shocking one that she had seen so far, his dark hair was falling into his chocolaty eyes and he looked very different to the usual in his skinny white jeans, studded black belt and all black button down shirt, dress jacket and shoes with a green and sliver Slytherin tie he looked incredibly suave.
"You look hot Neville," I told him with a playful wink. It wasn't a lie.
"Thanks," he said with a blush, "and no, to answer your earlier question, I haven't seen the twins."
No sooner than had he declared this than two red headed firecrackers came skidding into the common room and jumped upon a study table. Hermione was puzzled as to their clothing choice. They were wearing enormous baggy white button down shirts with black and deep green ties, black flat front dress trousers and dress shoes.
"Quiet down you lot!" shouted one twin over the chatter of the crowd. "You are all probably wondering," the other continued, "why we are wearing robes that are three times our own size!" The twin, who Hermione thought was George, holding onto his trousers to stop them from slipping around his ankles. "Fred and I, as many of you know, are going to be impersonating Crabbe and Goyle today."
"So," Fred told the room, "last night George and I made a potion to make us look fat."
Hermione couldn't stop herself from bursting out laughing with everybody else- it was better to get it out now before she left the common room and had to be an uncaring Snake, heaven forbid a Slytherin show true amusement in public.
The twins took out matching green potions bottles out of their oversized clothes and gulped them down in one swallow. The effect was instantaneous- two normally wiry red heads began to expand and several minutes later two very fat Weasley's sat on top of her favourite table.
Poor table, she thought but was still grinning.
"Get down fatty's before the poor table collapses!" shouted the voice of Jimmy Peakes- a reserve beater for the Gryffindor team- from in the crowd and causing more laughter as he high fived team mate Ritchie Coote.
"And one more thing," the now fat George told them and Hermione watched his double chin move, "don't forget to have fun!"
"Dna rebmemer, kniht Nirehtyls yadot," fat Fred added eating some Eugnot Deit Kcor sweets.
"What?" Hermione asked just as confused as to what the twin had said as everybody else.
"He said, 'and remember, think Slytherin today'," George said as if it was meant to be obvious- which, she supposed, to a Weasley Twin it was.
Neville turned back to the other seventh years, losing his confidence as he realised that it was time to leave the common room. "I don't think that I can do this," he told them, shaking visibly.
"Fo esruoc uoy nac..." said Fred popping up behind a scared Neville whilst his brother added, "of course you can."
"Arghh, don't do that. And no, I can't do it. I'm just not a mean person,' Neville said looking at the fat twins who had a wicked glint in their eyes.
George smiled telling him, "we knew that you were going to act like this, so... we made you a potion too."
"No, I don't want to be fat!" Neville exclaimed brushing his hair out of his eyes only to have it fall back into place moments later.
"No you git, this potion changes your attitude."
"Rof eht txen ruof-ytnewt sruoh."
Neville looked at Fred like he was crazy. "What?"
"He said, 'for the next twenty-four hours'."
"Oh, is it, um, safe," Neville asked eyeing the dark blue potion that had been pressed into his unwilling hand.
"Of course it is," George reassured him.
With a 'here goes nothing' Neville downed the liquid looking disorientated for a moment.
"How do you feel?" Hermione asked him concernedly the moment his dark eyes cleared.
"I... I feel great. Now I'm ready to go shag some of those Slytherin girls, oh and bully all those dickhead Slytherin boys," Neville said with a smirk and popping his black jacket collar up.
Wow, Neville looks so cute and confident in that outfit, Hermione thought with a grin. The Weasley twin's really were geniuses.
"Era ew ydaer ot tef eht wohs no eht daor?" Asked Fred as George said what, Hermione assumed, was the same thing the right way around, "are we ready to get this show on the road?" and rubbing their hands together mischeviously.
"We're more than ready," Hermione smirked Malfoyishly, "come on Ronald, we have places to go, people to see." She grabbed Ron who smiled as she dragged him out of the portrait hole with the rest of Gryffindor house strutting in their wake on their way to breakfast.
Oh this is going to be so much fun, Hermione thought, smirking and feeling smug, like a true Slytherin already...
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A bit more info : the twins are no longer on the Gryffindor Quidditch Team because of them leaving school the year Umbridge took over.
Now Ritchie Coote and Jimmy Peakes took their place as beaters (true fact from Harry Potter in the HBP).
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