The next morning there was alot of commotion.

WHile numerous boys had put entries in (McGonagall would look over grades and see if they were able to participae and study at the same time) apparently no grils had - they either lacked the grades to participate or didn't want to be 'ogled like a peice of meat'.

Hermione, Ginny, Lavender and Parvati were walking down to the Great Hall.

"Lavender are you going to go for it?" Ginn asked the older girl curiously.

"No, no." She laughed. "Parvatio and I really need to focus on our grades. McGonagall wouldn't all ow us to. Bu you have slightly above average grades. You entering?"

Parvati and Hermione looked at Ginny.

"No way! I have a Quidditch body! No curves at all." Ginny shook the questions off.

Parvati tapped her chin thoughtfully. "You know who would make an amazing model? . . . Hermione."

Lavender gasped with shock but Ginny looked anew at Hermione.

"You know you're right. . . the posture, pout, eyes. . ." Ginny trailed off.

"No way guys! I am so against beauty shows."Hermione shook her head as she pushed open the Great Hall doors.

"Hermione think of the books!" Lavender begged, as they went to sit in front of McGonagalls podium.

Malfoy had obviously heard what they had said ,as they had chosen to sit next to him.

"Please Weaslette! The Bucktooth is too ugly to EVER win a beauty contest." He sneered, much to the mirth of his cronies.

"If you are quite done Mr Malfoy, I will continue with my announcement." Professor McGonagall cleared her throat.

"Many males entered the contest. However the most eligible male to enter is Mr Malfoy." Here McGonagall paused as Malfoy stood up and bowed. "However unless a young witch volunteers we can not enter and thus shall not win any prizes."

An awkward silence spread across the group as no one voluntered.

Suddenly a hand rose.

"I'll do it," rand out Hermione Grangers voice.


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