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Written for the February Event (Teamwork) over on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges & Assignments)
Teamwork Prompts: (Title) She's The Man, (Word) Infatuated/Infatuation
Pairing: Hermione/Oliver
1000 Word Challenge: Simple
Gringotts: Pairing: Same Gen Het - Hermione/Oliver; Nouns – Orientation, Plan, Substance, Cup, Reflection; Adjectives – Final, Vital, Crazy, Simple, Thick, Ready; Verbs – Stir, Add, Transform, Live, Allow, Convince, Change, Search
Word Count: 344
She's The Man
She peered into the cauldron as she continued to stir it, and found that it was almost ready. All she needed now was to add the final and most vital ingredient that she had acquired earlier that day, and then she would be good to go.
Many people, including her best friends, would call her crazy, and say she was infatuated with Oliver for what she was planning to do, but Hermione believed that it was the only way to convince him that they belonged together.
Hermione wasn't the kind of girl who would let something as simple as sexual orientation get in the way of true love, and she was determined to prove as much to Oliver.
Her plan was pretty simple when all was said and done.
She would take the Polyjuice Potion and allow it to transform her into Montague, the object of Oliver's affections and allow him to get to know the real her. He would fall so in love with her that when she revealed who she truly was, he would realise she had been right all along and they would live happily ever after.
She shuddered as she added the hairs that belonged to Graham Montague. The young witch still couldn't quite believe that her love was attracted to the Slytherin, although it did explain his deep seated rivalry with him.
Hermione watched as the thick, mud-like substance changed to a disgusting olive and the scent that emanated from it reminded her of her encounter with a troll.
She pinched her nose as she split the contents of the cauldron between several flasks. From the final dregs, she poured herself a cup of Polyjuice Potion and braced herself for what would surely be the vilest thing she had ever tasted.
"Bottoms up," she said, toasting her reflection.
The witch watched as her reflection slowly changed to that of Graham Montague.
Once her transformation was complete she sneered smugly at the mirror before departing the deserted bathroom to search out Oliver Wood, and make him hers, or rather Graham's.
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