'White clouds shall float up from the great waters at the border of the world clustering about the mountain terraces.'
A/N: this chapter ought to be interesting. Like all the other girls, I like the make-overs and shopping and all those things... Hermione should have fun once in a while, taking her nose out of the book.
Advocating: Harry Potter, characters, names, and related indicia are the property of Warner Brothers. This disclaimer is the property of Warned Brothers, too.
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Hermione woke up next morning clutching book in her hands. It was Saturday morning. She peered with one eye to see Parvati and Lavender pushing each other to get a clear view in the mirror of the vanity table. They were both combing their hair. Hermione thought for a moment how shiny and sleek their hairs were, unlike hers, but than she remembered that she has to work on the Transfiguration essay.
It was the last day of the school on Monday before the Christmas break, and McGonagall said that she wants them to hand in the essays after the break, but knowing Hermione, she thought that it would be easier to do it today. She thought for a moment about the upcoming Yule Ball, and who would ask her out. It would be nice if Parvati's plan would work out and Draco fell in love with her. Draco was hot, one of the best looking guys in the school. And just to think that he held her close to him... but she wanted to put stop on that. His 'holding her' had nothing to do with being romantic, just a pure sadism.
-"She's awake" - screamed Parvati and ran over Hermione's bed. Lavender followed her, clutching her silver hair brush.
-"Mhuhpf" - Hermione muttered.
-"Hermione, you have to get up... today's Saturday... Hogsmeade Saturday... we are taking you to all these places... hair-stylist... spa... clothes shopping... come on get up" - Lavender screamed excitedly, pulling Hermione out of the bed. Hermione rubbed her eyes, dropping the book.
-"But I promised Harry and Ron I'll go with them to the Quidditch store and..."
-"Hey, don't you remember? Ron and Harry are mad at you because they like Quidditch too much. No sir, we are taking you today, and making you the pretties girl in the whole school" - Parvati said theatrically, getting Hermione a towel and a robe, and with Lavender's help, shoving Hermione into the bathroom and closing the door behind her.
Hermione strolled to the mirror over the sink, supporting her weight by leaning on the wall. She couldn't open her eyes properly. Gazing at her soft reflection she caught her shiny eyes and small nose. She was pretty just never dedicated enough time to her look.
She took a short shower, wiped all the water off her body, and went outside in the robes. Parvati waited for her there, showed some neutral clothes in her hands, and Hermione went back inside to put it on.
In the meantime, as Hermione was putting it on, someone knocked on the door of the dormitory.
Lavender floated to the door and opened it, her long hair falling over her shoulders. Harry and Ron stood there.
-"Uhm, can we talk to Hermione?" - Harry asked timidly.
-"She's getting dressed. But sure, come in" - Parvati also flew over, pulling Harry and Ron inside.
-"So, we heard you two are mad at Hermione" - Lavender put her arms on the hips, along with Parvati, standing over Harry and Ron.
-"Uhm... no... not at all..." - Ron said in small voice.
-"She was really sad" - Parvati snarled.
-"We wanted to tell her we are sorry" - Harry added to Ron's words.
-"Okay, you can say you are sorry" - giggled Lavender and went to the bathroom door. She knocked softly and Hermione emerged out, looking as she always would. Her hair was falling over her navy blue cardigan. Her plait skirt was slightly shorter than she usually wore.
Hermione was totally cool that Harry and Ron were in her dormitory. They were there only once before.
-"Hi" - she said softly to them.
-"Uhm... hi" - Harry and Ron chorused shyly.
-"So, Hermione, we are going to breakfast now, and you come and join us" - Parvati broke the silence, grabbing Lavender's sleeve, and they ran outside.
-"We are sorry" - said Harry quietly after long and uncomfortable silence.
-"Forget it" - Hermione laughed.
-"We have come to conclusion that it is not worth giving away friendship over Quidditch" - said Ron in such monotonous voice, as he was practising to say this in front of the mirror.
-"Just forget it" - Hermione beamed, hugging Ron and Harry into a tight hug (knocking Harry's glasses askew).
-"So, are we going to go to the Quidditch Store?" - jumped Ron, opening the door for Hermione.
-"Well... I promised Parvati and Lavender I'll go with to the hair salon" - Hermione winced uneasily.
-"Then we can go after" - Harry protested.
-"Well I am going to a spa... they have to do some facials on me... and manicure and pedicure... and waxing... you know... and than tanning...
Ron opened his mouth to protest, but Hermione continued.
-"Then we have to go shopping. You know, new clothes. Don't worry, I won't forget to buy your Christmas presents."
As they walked, both Harry and Ron turned their faces to such beaten miserable expressions that Hermione had to say: - "You know what, I'll meet you at five o'clock at Three Broomstick."
It cause them both to smile pitifully, as they were sitting down at the Gryffindor table. As soon as Parvati noticed Hermione, she came over and sat down, leaving Lavender to giggle at Seamus who talked animatedly to her. By Seamus' gesticulation, it looked as though he was explaining Lavender something about Quidditch. She stared at him blankly, saying 'uh-um' and batting her eye lashes.
-"Non, non, non" - Parvati grabbed Hermione's fork that went in direction of bacon - "bacon is bad for figure. Makes you fat."
-"Hermione's not fat. She's rather good looking" - Ron winked at Hermione's direction. Hermione highly suspected that it is because of her last year's advice to ask her out for the Yule Ball before someone else does.
-"Oh, nonsense. There you go, have some vegetables."
-"Parvati, I am not a rabbit" - Hermione sighed, though accepting the food gratefully.
-"So remind me, Hermione, why are we having a Yule Ball again this year?" - Ron asked Hermione, leaning over to her.
-"Because of some stupid anniversary. Baliwald the Mad was defeated by Archibald the Blue. Mister Binns was talking about it whole last lecture."
Hermione glanced once at the Slytherin table, finding Draco Malfoy talking sulkily to his cronies Crabbe and Goyle. Her eyes sharp and cunning, she wanted to get back at Draco more than ever. And yes, she'll do it the 'Parvati-Lavender Way' what ever it takes to make Draco fall in love with her. 'That miserable blond rat..." she thought crashing her vegetables with her fork with all force she could muster.
-"Honey eat, you're going to faint otherwise" - Parvati snapped at her. Then she sat there, with her elbow supporting her head, staring at Hermione (quite annoying).
-"We'll have to do something with your eyebrows... the full look is now trendy, but I actually think it's really ugly... even though I got myself wide eyebrows... anyway, best if you go after a well-known, checked looked with thin arched eyebrows... that's the sexiest..." - Parvati was talking to herself.
Harry and Ron exchanged worried glance and a shrug, ignoring Parvati.
-"And your hair... hmm... we'll do the Japanese straightening thingamajig, and get bunch of straightening, hair-silk, and de-frizzing products... You have dark blond hair, like Lavender... you would look good with blond highlights.... no, it's too obvious, you don't want to look like that cow, Pansy Parkinson... we'll just settle for some nice golden-brown highlights, but to look natural..."
-"I'm finished" - said Hermione, quite happily that she won't have to listen to Parvati babbling anymore.
Hogsmeade was covered in thick layer of show that was charmed so it never gets dirty. It was shinning blazily under the cold winter sun. Of course, the sidewalks were cleared out so Parvati and Lavender didn't get their boots dirty.
-"Wash her hair."
-"Cut it."
-"Straight, no layers."
-"And lose the fringes."
Parvati and Lavender ordered when they have taken Hermione to the hair-stylist. The little plum, smiling witch, did as they said. Then she straightened Hermione's hair, dyed it golden-brown, and put bunch of hair conditioners to make her hair looks silky and pretty.
Hermione couldn't believe that it was her, staring in the mirror with long sleek hair.
The spa process was being a little painful. Especially the waxing. When they did her eyebrows, just as Parvati said, thin and arched, she was crying. She didn't like the feeling of light in her eyes and the hot was on her face. And Lavender insisted she does the full-bikini line, even though Hermione saw no purpose.
-"When you go out with Draco, and he puts his hands down your pants... you don't want him to feel all hairy..." - Parvati was saying.
-"I will just make him fall in love with him, not give myself to him." - Hermione snapped outraged.
-"Yes darling, but when you are left in your thong-"
-"Lavender, I don't wear thong!"
-"Well, you do now" - Lavender smiled benignly, walking with Hermione over to the American Owl Outrobes store.
-"No way."
-"YES WAY!" - screamed Parvati and Lavender at her.
Inside, there were aisles and aisles of robes and skirts and shirts and jeans.
-"Let's get you a pair of jeans" - Lavender pulled Hermione by her sleeve, while Parvati stayed to admire her long blue nails she just done in the mirror.
-"Try those ones on" - Lavender said, giving her a really low-rise jeans. -"Okay, okay, these ones then."
Hermione exited the store with three large begs. She bought new sexy dress for the Yule Ball that Lavender and Parvati had to threaten her with their wands pointed in Hermione's head to try on. Then there was dozens and dozens of shirts with big openings, short skirts, pair of high-healed boots, and pair of tight jeans (and thongs).
Also, a large portion of accessories, cosmetics, hair-products, and jewellery was not forgotten.
At five o'clock, Hermione walked into the Three Broomsticks, wearing her high healed boots, pair of tight jeans, and sexy tight sweater. Lavender suggested Hermione to take her stuff up to the castle (with Seamus' help, of course). Parvati ran of with some Revenclaw girls.
Harry and Ron first did not believe her she is Hermione. Then they gasped widely, drooling over the table.
-"Hi" - she said sweetly. Her silky hair was falling over her shoulders.
-"Hello sexy" - Ron heard himself saying and immediately went as red as Harry's Quidditch robes. Hermione had the similar reaction. On the other hand, Harry chuckled heartily.
-"So, uhm, nice hair" - Ron said immediately, avoiding Hermione's eyes for no reason -- she was avoiding his eyes, too.
-"What did Parvati and Lavender do to you?" - Harry asked, taking a sip of butterbeer.
-"Oh nothing. Just girls' stuff. You know, doing hair, spas, shopping, nothing special" - she said flatly.
-"Nothing special, Hermione you look like dark-haired Fleur Delacoeur" - Ron beamed.
-"Do you want to say that I looked like a troll before, and now I look like a French poo-poo?"
-"No, no, that's not what I want to say... I just think that you finally found a way to emphasise something other than your inner beauty" - said Ron, knowing what he said is really smart.
-"That is sweet" - Hermione smiled.
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'Me and my iron maiden
We were playing together in the park
Me and my iron maiden
She is so sharp'
A/N: this chapter ought to be interesting. Like all the other girls, I like the make-overs and shopping and all those things... Hermione should have fun once in a while, taking her nose out of the book.
Advocating: Harry Potter, characters, names, and related indicia are the property of Warner Brothers. This disclaimer is the property of Warned Brothers, too.
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Hermione woke up next morning clutching book in her hands. It was Saturday morning. She peered with one eye to see Parvati and Lavender pushing each other to get a clear view in the mirror of the vanity table. They were both combing their hair. Hermione thought for a moment how shiny and sleek their hairs were, unlike hers, but than she remembered that she has to work on the Transfiguration essay.
It was the last day of the school on Monday before the Christmas break, and McGonagall said that she wants them to hand in the essays after the break, but knowing Hermione, she thought that it would be easier to do it today. She thought for a moment about the upcoming Yule Ball, and who would ask her out. It would be nice if Parvati's plan would work out and Draco fell in love with her. Draco was hot, one of the best looking guys in the school. And just to think that he held her close to him... but she wanted to put stop on that. His 'holding her' had nothing to do with being romantic, just a pure sadism.
-"She's awake" - screamed Parvati and ran over Hermione's bed. Lavender followed her, clutching her silver hair brush.
-"Mhuhpf" - Hermione muttered.
-"Hermione, you have to get up... today's Saturday... Hogsmeade Saturday... we are taking you to all these places... hair-stylist... spa... clothes shopping... come on get up" - Lavender screamed excitedly, pulling Hermione out of the bed. Hermione rubbed her eyes, dropping the book.
-"But I promised Harry and Ron I'll go with them to the Quidditch store and..."
-"Hey, don't you remember? Ron and Harry are mad at you because they like Quidditch too much. No sir, we are taking you today, and making you the pretties girl in the whole school" - Parvati said theatrically, getting Hermione a towel and a robe, and with Lavender's help, shoving Hermione into the bathroom and closing the door behind her.
Hermione strolled to the mirror over the sink, supporting her weight by leaning on the wall. She couldn't open her eyes properly. Gazing at her soft reflection she caught her shiny eyes and small nose. She was pretty just never dedicated enough time to her look.
She took a short shower, wiped all the water off her body, and went outside in the robes. Parvati waited for her there, showed some neutral clothes in her hands, and Hermione went back inside to put it on.
In the meantime, as Hermione was putting it on, someone knocked on the door of the dormitory.
Lavender floated to the door and opened it, her long hair falling over her shoulders. Harry and Ron stood there.
-"Uhm, can we talk to Hermione?" - Harry asked timidly.
-"She's getting dressed. But sure, come in" - Parvati also flew over, pulling Harry and Ron inside.
-"So, we heard you two are mad at Hermione" - Lavender put her arms on the hips, along with Parvati, standing over Harry and Ron.
-"Uhm... no... not at all..." - Ron said in small voice.
-"She was really sad" - Parvati snarled.
-"We wanted to tell her we are sorry" - Harry added to Ron's words.
-"Okay, you can say you are sorry" - giggled Lavender and went to the bathroom door. She knocked softly and Hermione emerged out, looking as she always would. Her hair was falling over her navy blue cardigan. Her plait skirt was slightly shorter than she usually wore.
Hermione was totally cool that Harry and Ron were in her dormitory. They were there only once before.
-"Hi" - she said softly to them.
-"Uhm... hi" - Harry and Ron chorused shyly.
-"So, Hermione, we are going to breakfast now, and you come and join us" - Parvati broke the silence, grabbing Lavender's sleeve, and they ran outside.
-"We are sorry" - said Harry quietly after long and uncomfortable silence.
-"Forget it" - Hermione laughed.
-"We have come to conclusion that it is not worth giving away friendship over Quidditch" - said Ron in such monotonous voice, as he was practising to say this in front of the mirror.
-"Just forget it" - Hermione beamed, hugging Ron and Harry into a tight hug (knocking Harry's glasses askew).
-"So, are we going to go to the Quidditch Store?" - jumped Ron, opening the door for Hermione.
-"Well... I promised Parvati and Lavender I'll go with to the hair salon" - Hermione winced uneasily.
-"Then we can go after" - Harry protested.
-"Well I am going to a spa... they have to do some facials on me... and manicure and pedicure... and waxing... you know... and than tanning...
Ron opened his mouth to protest, but Hermione continued.
-"Then we have to go shopping. You know, new clothes. Don't worry, I won't forget to buy your Christmas presents."
As they walked, both Harry and Ron turned their faces to such beaten miserable expressions that Hermione had to say: - "You know what, I'll meet you at five o'clock at Three Broomstick."
It cause them both to smile pitifully, as they were sitting down at the Gryffindor table. As soon as Parvati noticed Hermione, she came over and sat down, leaving Lavender to giggle at Seamus who talked animatedly to her. By Seamus' gesticulation, it looked as though he was explaining Lavender something about Quidditch. She stared at him blankly, saying 'uh-um' and batting her eye lashes.
-"Non, non, non" - Parvati grabbed Hermione's fork that went in direction of bacon - "bacon is bad for figure. Makes you fat."
-"Hermione's not fat. She's rather good looking" - Ron winked at Hermione's direction. Hermione highly suspected that it is because of her last year's advice to ask her out for the Yule Ball before someone else does.
-"Oh, nonsense. There you go, have some vegetables."
-"Parvati, I am not a rabbit" - Hermione sighed, though accepting the food gratefully.
-"So remind me, Hermione, why are we having a Yule Ball again this year?" - Ron asked Hermione, leaning over to her.
-"Because of some stupid anniversary. Baliwald the Mad was defeated by Archibald the Blue. Mister Binns was talking about it whole last lecture."
Hermione glanced once at the Slytherin table, finding Draco Malfoy talking sulkily to his cronies Crabbe and Goyle. Her eyes sharp and cunning, she wanted to get back at Draco more than ever. And yes, she'll do it the 'Parvati-Lavender Way' what ever it takes to make Draco fall in love with her. 'That miserable blond rat..." she thought crashing her vegetables with her fork with all force she could muster.
-"Honey eat, you're going to faint otherwise" - Parvati snapped at her. Then she sat there, with her elbow supporting her head, staring at Hermione (quite annoying).
-"We'll have to do something with your eyebrows... the full look is now trendy, but I actually think it's really ugly... even though I got myself wide eyebrows... anyway, best if you go after a well-known, checked looked with thin arched eyebrows... that's the sexiest..." - Parvati was talking to herself.
Harry and Ron exchanged worried glance and a shrug, ignoring Parvati.
-"And your hair... hmm... we'll do the Japanese straightening thingamajig, and get bunch of straightening, hair-silk, and de-frizzing products... You have dark blond hair, like Lavender... you would look good with blond highlights.... no, it's too obvious, you don't want to look like that cow, Pansy Parkinson... we'll just settle for some nice golden-brown highlights, but to look natural..."
-"I'm finished" - said Hermione, quite happily that she won't have to listen to Parvati babbling anymore.
Hogsmeade was covered in thick layer of show that was charmed so it never gets dirty. It was shinning blazily under the cold winter sun. Of course, the sidewalks were cleared out so Parvati and Lavender didn't get their boots dirty.
-"Wash her hair."
-"Cut it."
-"Straight, no layers."
-"And lose the fringes."
Parvati and Lavender ordered when they have taken Hermione to the hair-stylist. The little plum, smiling witch, did as they said. Then she straightened Hermione's hair, dyed it golden-brown, and put bunch of hair conditioners to make her hair looks silky and pretty.
Hermione couldn't believe that it was her, staring in the mirror with long sleek hair.
The spa process was being a little painful. Especially the waxing. When they did her eyebrows, just as Parvati said, thin and arched, she was crying. She didn't like the feeling of light in her eyes and the hot was on her face. And Lavender insisted she does the full-bikini line, even though Hermione saw no purpose.
-"When you go out with Draco, and he puts his hands down your pants... you don't want him to feel all hairy..." - Parvati was saying.
-"I will just make him fall in love with him, not give myself to him." - Hermione snapped outraged.
-"Yes darling, but when you are left in your thong-"
-"Lavender, I don't wear thong!"
-"Well, you do now" - Lavender smiled benignly, walking with Hermione over to the American Owl Outrobes store.
-"No way."
-"YES WAY!" - screamed Parvati and Lavender at her.
Inside, there were aisles and aisles of robes and skirts and shirts and jeans.
-"Let's get you a pair of jeans" - Lavender pulled Hermione by her sleeve, while Parvati stayed to admire her long blue nails she just done in the mirror.
-"Try those ones on" - Lavender said, giving her a really low-rise jeans. -"Okay, okay, these ones then."
Hermione exited the store with three large begs. She bought new sexy dress for the Yule Ball that Lavender and Parvati had to threaten her with their wands pointed in Hermione's head to try on. Then there was dozens and dozens of shirts with big openings, short skirts, pair of high-healed boots, and pair of tight jeans (and thongs).
Also, a large portion of accessories, cosmetics, hair-products, and jewellery was not forgotten.
At five o'clock, Hermione walked into the Three Broomsticks, wearing her high healed boots, pair of tight jeans, and sexy tight sweater. Lavender suggested Hermione to take her stuff up to the castle (with Seamus' help, of course). Parvati ran of with some Revenclaw girls.
Harry and Ron first did not believe her she is Hermione. Then they gasped widely, drooling over the table.
-"Hi" - she said sweetly. Her silky hair was falling over her shoulders.
-"Hello sexy" - Ron heard himself saying and immediately went as red as Harry's Quidditch robes. Hermione had the similar reaction. On the other hand, Harry chuckled heartily.
-"So, uhm, nice hair" - Ron said immediately, avoiding Hermione's eyes for no reason -- she was avoiding his eyes, too.
-"What did Parvati and Lavender do to you?" - Harry asked, taking a sip of butterbeer.
-"Oh nothing. Just girls' stuff. You know, doing hair, spas, shopping, nothing special" - she said flatly.
-"Nothing special, Hermione you look like dark-haired Fleur Delacoeur" - Ron beamed.
-"Do you want to say that I looked like a troll before, and now I look like a French poo-poo?"
-"No, no, that's not what I want to say... I just think that you finally found a way to emphasise something other than your inner beauty" - said Ron, knowing what he said is really smart.
-"That is sweet" - Hermione smiled.
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'Me and my iron maiden
We were playing together in the park
Me and my iron maiden
She is so sharp'