"So how did it go?" Oria asked Hermione.

"He thought, well I don't know what he thought. Apparently he liked you, but Harry got you first." Hermione said.

"Well, why don't you go out with him? You know all's well that ends well." Oria said with a phony smile.

"Listen Rave, no one would go out with me if I was the last girl on earth." she said.

"Well I can fix that. Come with me." Oria led Hermione up to her room.

Oria got out her makeup bag, hair gel and other hair products, and some clothes. She then whispered a prayer. She led Hermione in to the bathroom and made her sit down on the toilet. Hermione didn't have zits so Oria just put the concealer in the sink.

"Wait, put these on first." Oria gave her a black tank top and some light jeans.

She walked out and came back in when Hermione said she was ready. She then put some foundation on Hermione. A light blush was applied to Hermione's cheeks.

"Close your eyes." she said and she did just that.

Oria figured a bronzy shimmery eye shadow would work with Hermione's face.

"Ok now open your eyes." Hermione's eyes flew open.

Her eye lashes were pretty as they were so she just put some clear glitter mascara on.

"Hmmm.…" she said.

She reached into her makeup bag and pulled out something called lip D'votion form Bonne bell. It was just a sheer gloss over her lips.

"Ok what do you think?" she asked.

"Well this is all fine and well, but my hair..." Hermione's voice drifted off.

Oria proceeded to dump out shampoo, conditioner, hair gel, mousse, hair glitter, bobby pins, scrunches, and hair clips.

"Ok tilt you head into the sink, just your hair though, ok good." Oria turned the water on while she said this.

"Rave, what are you doing?"

"washing your hair."

She smeared some shampoo into her hands * Got 2 Be: Squeaky Clean, I use it to, it works*. She worked it through Hermione's hair. Which by the way, felt really , eww.

"Ok lean back farther.… ok good" she rinsed her hair while saying this.

She pulled out some conditioner form Pantene. And worked it through her hair.

"Ok stand up. Now hand me my brush, no , no not, no, n... yeah that one." she pushed the brush through Hermione's hair. And straightened so it was completely tangle free. This took like 15 minutes.

"Ok lean back again." she rinsed out Hermione's hair and blow dried it.

"Ok I am going to go get my flat iron." she left and came back with something that scared Hermione to pieces.

"Do I have to do this everyday?" Hermione asked.

"Wash you hair and put on makeup everyday. Condition and flat iron on Saturday's only." she told her like it was a duh fact.

She slowly flattened Hermione's hair. All the miniscule curves just flattened. Hermione's hair grew about 2 inches while flattening.

"Why are you doing this?" Hermione asked.

"It will make it easier to cut." she said casually.

"Cut!?!?!?!?!?" she screamed.

"Just up to your shoulders, trust me." she said. And Hermione did.

After half an hour of flattening Oria pulled at the scissors.

"Listen Rave.…"

"Would you rather dye it or cut it?"

"ok cut it." she said.

She put Hermione's hair into a ponytail and trimmed it just below her shoulders.

"OK Hermione hand me my curling iron." and Hermione did so.

She curled the end of Hermione's hair under just a bit and curled hair around the curling iron a little bit in the front. She then put Hermione's bang in a giant clip and just snipped those off. She reached for a ponytail holder and put Hermione's hair up in a bun. She grabbed her favorite fake diamond encrusted red hair chopsticks and stuck them through the bun.

"OK Hermione , put on this zip up robe and lets see what they think." she said

They both trotted down to the common room. Ron dropped his jaw.

"Rave, who is that?" he asked.

"Hermione! Whatcha think? I did it allllll the mortal way." Ron was shocked.

"Hey umm Rave, do you have any contacts I could wear?" Harry asked.

"Yeah I think so. I'll be right back." she ran upstairs and searched her dresser.

A thought hit her.…Oh no. What if Hermione steals the spotlight. I mean. what if she takes Harry. what if she becomes to good for us. No Harry wouldn't let her. And neither will I. But maybe malfoy would leave me alone. Or maybe, it will all work out fine. I mean guys can like me and her can't they? Well , Harry will only like me , right? Oh no. Well I will test it out. And at the end of the week if something goes wrong.… well I won't fix her up again. I hope this works out.

When Oria went back down stairs Ron and Hermione were, well kissing. And Harry was waiting patiently for Oria.

I guess it will all work out. Of course 15 year old girls don't know everything do they?