A/N: Hi Everyone!
I'm really sorry for taking forever to put up this chapter. Writer's block is getting to me, and I'm falling behind... :(
Anyway, a lot of people reviewed and asked me what her uniform looks like. I'm sorry I forgot to put that in, so I put it in here :)
Anyway, here's the chapter!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters of Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling does. I am jealous.
Hermione POV
As soon as breakfast was over, I ran into the bathroom to take a good look at my uniform. I groaned as soon as I did.
My skirt was half as long as it should have been, my shirt was a size too small, showing off a little too much skin than I'd prefer, my robe had gotten much smaller, and even my comfortable brown flats had been replaced with a pair of 3-inch red heels.
I was fuming.
Time to get even.
I walked into Potions, my first class, and all of the boys stared. I pulled my now-straightened brown hair out of my face a took a seat, although my back was beginning to burn from the stares.
Suddenly Draco walked in, and sat right next to me.
"Hi there." he greeted, smirking his signature smirk.
"I look like an idiot!" I hissed at him. "Come on! You got your clothes back! Give me mine!"
Draco just chuckled.
I glared at him.
"Settle down everyone." said a nasally tone. Professor Snape just came in. "Everyone, today, we will be working on a potion called 'Amhelthia'. Does anyone know what that does?"
I raised my hand, and Draco rolled his eyes.
"Miss...Granger." said Professor Snape, looking a bit confused.
"The Amhelthia potion can cause the drinker to fly or float." I said. I had learned that one a long time ago.
"Very good. 10 points to Gryffindor." he said. "Now everyone will be working with the person sitting next to them to create this potion. Good luck, and 50 points to the pair who complete it first."
I groaned. "Why am I always stuck with you?" I groaned.
"If it isn't obvious, its because the world wants to annoy the crap out of you." he said, smiling. "And I'd say it's doing a good job."
I glared at him again, but he ignored me.
"Alright, so first we add some of this...and that..." he said, as he began dropping things into the bubbling pot in front of us.
"You aren't doing it right!" I said. "It says to put the dust in before the feathers!"
"Nonsense, Granger." he said. He dropped the feather into the pot, ignoring me.
The pot exploded, and slime went all over the place.
People were screaming or yelling. I was getting out from under the table that I had slid under when the pot exploded.
I looked up. "See? Always put the-" I didn't finish. Draco's face was burning red, and I looked to see him wearing nothing but his robe, and a pair of shorts.
I jumped up. "YES! JUSTICE HAS PREVAILED!"
Everyone stared up at me, looking confused. Blushing, I sat back down on my chair.
"Looks like karma." I said, taunting him.
"Oh, come on-" he stopped, but everyone burst out laughing. His voice was completely high pitched and cracking. I was laughing so hard my sides hurt.
Draco looked mortified.
"Alright settle down class." said Professor Snape. "Mr. Malfoy, this is your punishment for messing up your spell. Your voice will return to normal within a couple of hours, and since you have been charmed, your, er, clothes will stay like that for a bit." he said.
I was still laughing. This time it was his turn to glare at me.
I smiled, and he stuck his tongue out at me.
"Real mature." I whispered.
"What?" exclaimed Ginny. We were at the library, and I told her what had happened in Potions.
"That really happened?" she asked me.
I nodded. "For proof, if you go look for Draco, he will be wearing nothing but his robe and a pair of shorts." I said, grinning.
"So that's why! I saw him earlier. Merlin, Hermione, you're going to kill me for saying this, and you better not tell Harry, but he has a 6-pack!" squealed Ginny.
I stared at her with disbelief. "You were looking at his six-pack?" I asked, amazed, and a bit creeped out.
"Mione, he may be a jerk, but you can't deny he's hot. And take it from a girl with a boyfriend." said Ginny.
"Some girlfriend you are." I said.
"Come on, 'Mione. And Harry won't really care. He knows I love him. Ron might though..." said Ginny.
"I can't believe you think he's hot." I said, still trying to process the fact.
Ginny rolled her eyes. "Puh-lease. It's not like you don't think so."
"I don't!"
"You like him, Hermione! You always call him 'Draco' instead of 'Malfoy' and you always look like you like him."
"I do not!" I protested.
"And you're in denial." said Ginny, smiling.
"Am not!"
"I'm not going to have this argument with you." she said Ginny, smirking.
I glared at her.
There was no way I liked him. No way.
A/N: Haha, so they're even, and Hermione is in denial :)
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Thanks,
Cherri