This less lighthearted, as I could think of what to do... I settled on this in the end, but it's sort of sad. Takes place at Hermione's muggle primary school.

Disclaimer: Harry potter belongs to J. K. Rowling. Wise truths belong the the children of the world :)


"Oh look, it's the freak." Alexandra rolled her eyes and Hermione froze on her way across the playground.

"Scared to look at us Freak? Probably for the better too, don't need to see her face." Alexandra continued.

Hermione turned to face her, bright red in the face. Jennifer was just linking arms with her best friend, looking Hermione in disgust.

"Oh dear Alex, it's looking at us now." She said, refusing to address Hermione.

"Did you want to say something to me?" Hermione asked, proud that her voice didn't shake.

"Eww, she's talking to us now." Alexandra said, wrinkling her perfect pointed nose.

"She should go away. We don't even want to talk to miss-polka-dot-pants anyway!" Jennifer said, tossing back her floaty blonde locks and giggling as Hermione looked down in shock.

There was nothing wrong that she could see, so how did they know she was wearing her new polka dot underwear? They couldn't have guessed.

"What an idiot! Gosh Freak, don't you know?"

"I know more then you!" Hermione said, trying to hold back the tears, and trying to work out how they known without searching herself in front of them.

"Oh suuuure," Said Alexandra, giving the best sneer a six-year-old could muster.

"Yeah," Jennifer's eyes sparked with malice as she took in Hermione, bushy hair, scruffy sneakers and all.

"You don't know the most important rule of all!"

Hermione just frowned and wished they go away.

Alexandra was doubling over with laughter even before Jennifer had finished the sentence, and Hermione felt her tears welling up. "Never ever wear polka dot panties under shorts!"


so yeah, you predicted what I was going to say... review!