*By: Super Girl*
Authors Note: Hi! My name is Claire and this is my first fic. Its a Hermione/??? story and its in Hermiones fifth year. I was so sick of seeing H/H, H/R, H/D stories I decided to try something you don't always see! Enjoy! Please Review, no flames!
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine!
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Hermione Granger sat in the Gryffindor common room twirling a piece of thick, bushy brown hair doing her Arithmancy homework. She dipped her quill in the ink bottle and scribbled one more inch to her essay before packing everything away and beginning on her simple potions homework. Harry and Ron came over to her.
"Hermione," Ron moaned, obviously annoyed that she was still putting all her strengths into her homework when he and Harry had finished a long while ago. "The homework is actually simple tonight and you said you only had three things! How come your taking so long?"
Hermione sighed sligtly annoyed. "Ron, our O.W.L.'s are only 5 months away! I need to prepare and study! I need to keep my grades up!" Hermione snapped.
Ron groaned and Harry smirked. Fred and George came over.
"What Hermione needs," George said.
"Is some fun in her life." Fred finished. Hermione rolled her eyes and began to write down her answers.
George leaned down and pulled the quill out of her hand.
"You are going to take an hour break from homework each night for one hour. Ron and Harry are complaining and thats not good." George explained as Hermione attempted to get her quill back. Finally she settled into a scowl and George dropped her quill into her lap when she agreed. "The hour starts now."
Hermione mumbled something about needing to keep up and wanted to snap badly but new better of it. Ginny had complained to her many times at the twins pranks and she did not want to get on their bad side.
Ron laughed at Hermiones scowl before going on about how horrible Malfoy was.
"Honestly, that git is so jealous of Harry! Did you see what he did at the Quidditch match? Horrible!" Ron mumbled. Harry wasn't paying attention. He was watching Hermione. She had a pained expression on her face.
"Hermione, you aren't mad that we had you forced to quit working. Its not that horrible." Harry said. Hermione shifted.
"No, its not that its just-nevermind. I'll be upstairs for a bit." Hermione said getting up and hurrying up the stairs.
"Hey! We're supposed to be your best friends! You haven't been hanging around us lately!" Ron yelled at her retrieting back. She ignored him and locked the door. She settled down infront of her dresser examing herself.
"If this is entering womanhood-they can keep it!" Hermione said to her reflection. It was true. Hermione's body was quickly entering womanhood. She had recently gotten her period and had been suffering cramps for many days. Not only that but the year before her mother and given her the facts of life talk and got her some bras. How embaressing that had been. Hermione liked her normal self. The bras were uncomfotable, cutting into her back and she had to live with the feeling of wearing a diaper. Her hair gotten bushier due to all the changes and she felt horrible and depressed all the time.
Hermione desperately wanted her mothers guidance and helped and did not have many girlfriends, mainly Ginny who had not reached that time of her life. She certainly could not tell Harry and Ron it was simply something you couldn't discuss with a boy. Hermione was left confused.
She also had noticed a desperate opinion on boys. She began to look at some she looked at last year and think they were kind of handsome when last year she ignored them. Hermione did not want to turn into a giggly girl who blushed everytime a boy said hello, but it slowly began to happen.
Hermione wished she could return to her studies and and soon decided to go back downstairs. Harry and Ron were discussing, Quidditch.
"Back so soon? You were up there for forty-five minutes!" Ron said pointing at his watch. Harry smiled.
"Why do you care if I'm up in my room?" Hermione snapped. Feeling cranky. She noticed Fred and George were no where around so she began to finish her potions homework.
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The next day, Hermione was on her way to Transfiguration. She sat copying notes between Harry and Ron, noticing Ron kept sneaking looks at her. Hermione would smile inwardly and go on copying her notes. Last year she had the crush on Ron and he never noticed her or so she thought, but this year was different. She was looking at other guys now. He had his chance.
At the end of the lesson, Professor McGonagall announced there was going to be a Halloween ball in which some of the girls cheered, the boys groaned and Hermione was torn between disapoointment and happiness. Who would ask her to the ball? Did she even want to go?
Hermione had the strange feeling Ron would probably ask her but then decided to put that in the back of her mind. Before she got out of the door, McGonagall stopped her.
"Miss Granger? May I see you for a moment?" The professor asked. Hermione nodded and headed towards her desk.
"Yes Professor?" She said timidly.
"Well, Hermione you see, I have to ask you a big favor. You see the seventh years are going to be working on the dance and normally know one else helps but since there are not that many on the dance commiting they have decided to ask younger students. I was wondering if you would help with the decorating commitee." McGonagall explained.
Hermione thought. Decorating commitee? Shouldn't that be for Lavendar? Or Parvarti? Hermione shrugged but agreed any way.
"'Who is on the decorating commitee?" She asked.
Professor McGonagall consulted a list. "Fred and George Weasly, You and Miss Patil."
That was a strange commitee. How many seventh years were there? Obviously not enough on the commitee that wanted to help.
"Thank you Professor." Hermione said. She walked out of the classroom where Ron and Harry were waiting for her.
"What McGonagall want?" Harry asked. Hermione smiled.
"The seventh years are working on the dance and need helpers since not enough are on the commitee. She asked me to be on the decorating commitee with Fred and George and Parvarti." Hermione explained.
"Why you?" Ron asked. Hermione shrugged.
"I don't know." Hermione said truthfully.
"Its gonna be an interesting dance though."
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Authors Note: Do you like? No romance here but a tiny bit of chemistry will form between someone and Hermione next chapter. Please review if you want me to continue if no one reviews I won't continue!
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