Saturday dawned bright and early for all the quidditch players, but Hermione was still in bed. She was upset with Ron still, it was not like she was dating anyone on the Slytherin team, and she just went there for research. But she did not want to dwell on it as it was Quidditch today and if Ron thought something was going on with her and the Slytherin's well then, today would be a good day to sport her new personality as well as her looks.
So Hermione got up, went into the bathroom, took a shower and when she was done she walked back into her room and went to her closet.
"What to wear, it is a Saturday so no uniform, but how much to I want to upset my housemates. Well here goes nothing!" With that being said, she pulled on a pair of snug silver leather pants, a green jumper that when she lifted her arms it should a toned tummy, she pulled her hair into a ponytail, slipped on a pair of green and silver converses, applied some makeup and as she walked out of her room she was putting on silver hoop earrings and a necklace with a snake pendant. 'Let them think what they want. I am supporting the Head Boys' team in a show of house unity, if it pisses Ron off in the processes then so be it.' Hermione thought to herself as she walked down to the Great Hall.
The students that Hermione passed could not believe that it was her they were passing. They never thought they would see the day that Hermione "Bookworm" Granger would wear leather pants and Slytherin colors. They noticed that she was heading towards the Great Hall, so they followed weather they had just left there or not. As she opened the door and walked in, Draco was walking out with a smirk on his face as they figured out how to take out the Weasel with minimal damage, but stopped when he noticed what Hermione was wearing.
"'Mione, what the bloody hell, you can't walk in here dressed like this. I know that yesterday the Weasel said something's that upset you, but come on 'Mione?" Draco tried to reason with her. He knew she was still upset from last night, but this was too much, even for him. She looked hot, but he did not want her to lose her friends over this.
"Drake, it will be ok. If they can't understand that I am in favor of house unity and that this is what I am doing, then bully for them." Hermione responded to him, just as Ron and Harry came up to her.
"DRAKE, you are calling this piece of ferret scum DRAKE?" Ron yelled at her. 'First we find out that you are taking flying lessons from Flint, second we find out that you are watching Slytherin Quidditch practices and NOW, you are walking around wearing their colors in skin tight clothes that make you look like a who…!" Before Ron could finish that sentence he had a wand in his face.
"I would watch how you talk to the Head Girl, Mr. Weasley. I would hate to deduct points before the match. I for one think that Ms. Granger looks nice on this fine day, don't you Drake?" Professor Flint had seen the confrontation about to take place as Hermione walked in the door wearing that outfit and he did not want her upset than she already was.
"I have to agree with you Professor Flint, 'Mione looks very good in her outfit. Now if you will excuse me I have a Quidditch match to warm up for. 'Mione after you grab something to eat, you wanna take a fly around the pitch before the game let me know." With that Draco walked out of the Great Hall and out to the Quidditch pitch, he felt bad for leaving Hermione there to deal with the aftermath by herself, but he knew that if he did not leave than he would have hexed Weasel to an inch of his life.
"Ron, I am not sure why you are upset. I am only showing house unity! There is nothing more to it than that. And as for why I call Draco is Drake is because we are somewhat friends. I realize that you may not like him or approve of our friendship, but I really don't care. Now if you will excuse me, I am going to get something to eat and head out to the pitch. Professor Flint, thank you for coming over here to defuse the issue. I will see you both out on the pitch." Hermione headed for the Gryffindor table, picked up an apple, turned around and headed out the door, as she approached the door Professor Flint offered her his arm and she took it, they walked out of the Great Hall arm n' arm.
"What the bloody hell just happened here, Harry. I mean that is not the Hermione we know and love. Why is she calling Malfoy Drake? And why is she being so nice to professor Flint. I just don't understand her. Since we got back to school this year, she has been different, she changed." Ron whined to Harry. Harry was still staring at the spot where Hermione just stood. He tended to agree with Ron on this one.
At the pitch, Flint walked Hermione to the Gryffindor stands. She hesitated before she turned to him and motioned to the Slytherin side. Flint gave her an unsure look, but she just scowled at him and he walked her to the other side of the pitch. They found a spot where they could see the whole pitch and also be seen by the Gryffindor's.
"Hermione, are you sure you want to do this? I mean I understand that Weasel upset you last night by saying what he did, but is it wise to 'in away turn away from your house'?" Flint asked her as they sat down on the bench.
"Last night after I went to my room, I got to thinking. My looks have changed this year, but everyone still sees me as the 'know it all – bookworm', I don't want to be known as that for my last year here at Hogwarts. I want to stand out this year, try new things and be myself that no one has seen. Yes, I love books and that is who I am too, but I am also a risk taker. And I want my friends to see that side." Hermione explained to Flint. "I want to be known as the girl who became the voice for house unity, house elves rights and a bunch of other things this year. So, I decided last night that I would start with House Unity and here I am."
"Well, yes, here you are. The Gryffindor Princess slumming it with us Slytherin's, how daring of you?" Pansy spat at her. "I don't know what you think you are doing sitting over here with us, but I think you need to leave now."
"Pansy, shut up! I think it is great that 'Mione is sitting here, cheering me on!" Draco spat back at Pansy, with a smile to Hermione.
"Thanks, Drake! Good luck out there today!" Hermione cheered at Draco.
"No luck needed. It's all in the skills I got!" Draco replied in an arrogant voice. "Hey, Zabini, will you keep an eye on 'Mione here for me? Flint you need to get down here and start this thing."
"Sure, Draco, I can keep an eye on her, an arm too if she will let me." Blaise Zabini reached an arm around Hermione as he replied to Draco. But he got two sets of eye glaring at him for his effort, so he removed his arm and sat back to watch the match.
"Just keep your hands and anything else to yourself, alright!" Flint told him as he walked down to the pitch to start the match.
"A little protective, huh?" Blaise asked Hermione.
"Just a little, but it's been like that for a while now." Hermione informed him.
Blaise was going to say something else, but at that moment Flint repeated the rules of the match and released the Quaffles, the Bludgers and the Snitch. The match had started.
A/N: Sorry I am not too good with the commentary of a Quidditch match and I know that this is a bit of a cliff hanger, but please hang in there with me. Also, please review as I love to know what you think of the story so far.