AN: Tinkerbell said something about Hermione being possesed in her fic- its ok i dont care: that's not copyin or anything like it. Everyone's doing that anyway. And yes I do take reviews seriously! Back to this fic - I made up a few spells...Hermione's friends with Lavender and Parvati (only because they're in the same dorm- and they're slightly conceited in this fanfic), this thing ~ means later on but the same scene and person, and the rest you'll find out if you read...

Ironic Feelings - Part 7


Hermione was worried. Her last thoughts before she fell asleep were if Harry would ever tell her whatever it was he was keeping from her. It seemed to really be weighing him down.

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"Great Wizards! You really think Ron will ask me to go with him?" Lavender sounded worried. Parvati gasped.

"If he did then it'd be-" Parvati was cut off.

"Me and Ron," Lavender sounded excited.

"And me and Dean!" she finished dreamily. After that giggled.

They squeal like a bunch of cheerleaders, Hermione thought. Hermione picked up a pillow and hit Parvati's head. She picked up one of hers and threw it back.

"PILLOW FIGHT!" Lavender screamed happily.

Shortly there were pillows flying everywhere.

"Oh no! How are we gonna clean all this up?" Parvati cried, once they all surrendered.

"Zefuela!" Hermione waved her wand and everything was back in place.

"Cool," Lavender said amazed. Parvati shrieked.

"What?" Hermione asked her.

"It's 8:57!" Lavender yelled.

"Hogsmeade Trip!" Parvati concluded. They started fighting over who was to go to the bathroom first. Hermione rolled her eyes. She had forgotten all about the Hogsmeade Visit. Hermione was hoping that Harry, Ron, and her would go like they always did, but after what happened yesterday… She shuddered.

Hermione got up to look at her robes to pick out one. She took a look at the ones her Aunt had bought her. Her Aunt Liz was a witch and when she finally found out Hermione was a witch she got her lots of different colored robes. She picked out an indigo one she particularly liked.

"What are you doing, Hermione?" Lavender asked. Parvati had won getting the bathroom to herself first. Hermione raised her eyebrows.

"Picking out a robe of course," she replied.

"But today's National Muggle Clothing Day!" She said with a mischievous glimmer in her eye.

"Yeah but who's gonna know that?" Hermione explained. "What do you think everyone's gonna be wearing Muggle clothes?" She laughed aloud, imagining Harry trying to wear Muggle clothes.

"Why do you even think they're having the Hogsmeade Visit?" Lavender said as if it were obvious.

"Back-To-Hogwarts Trip?" Hermione guessed.

"No! The whole point is to wear Muggle clothes!" Lavender shouted happily.

"I'll believe it when I see it," Hermione snorted.

Lavender shrugged. "Suit yourself, Herm." Parvati finally came out of the bathroom, but she hadn't finished shampooing and had her bathrobe on.

"There's no more hot water!" she shrieked. Hermione helped them with the counter curse and waited patiently while Parvati came out finished and Lavender went in the bathroom.

"Is it really National Muggle Clothing Day? Or did Lavender just make that up?" She trusted Parvati, she was slightly trustworthier then Lavender at times.

"No she didn't make it up, Herm," Parvati said as she stopped playing spells with her hair. She tossed her a flier for Hermione to read.

Hogsmeade Visit

3rd years and up

Wear Muggle clothing in honor of Muggle Clothing Day!

Hermione raised her eyebrows. "Are you sure this is real?" she asked.

"Yeah where were you at dinner? They were handing them out," Parvati said. Hermione shrugged, looking sadly at the floor, but Parvati didn't seem to notice.

"I can't do hairstyles! Herm? Could you do something that suits my outfit?"

"Sure, sure," Hermione said helping her out. They agreed on one with a complicated French braid.

"Wait a sec," Parvati said. "You don't have any Muggle clothes!"

"No…"

"Great! Now I can pick out an outfit for you!" Hermione groaned uninterested. Lavender just came out of the bathroom.

"Lavender, help me pick out an outfit for Hermione?" Parvati begged. "Hermione you can take a shower now, while we pick out your clothes and makeup." Ugh, Hermione thought as she took her bathrobe, shampoo, conditioner, and soap to take a shower.

While she was in the middle of conditioning her hair someone knocked on the door.

"Hurry up Herm! We've got everything ready," Lavender announced.

"Ok, ok," she yelled back. Hermione quickly finished up and came out in her bathrobe.

Parvati and Lavender had their backs to her pointing at a pair of denim flare jeans, high heel boots, and a bright pink tank top. Oh no, she thought, there is no way I'm wearing that. She quickly went back in the bathroom and locked the door behind her.

"Herm! What are you doing in there? Come on we have your clothes and make up ready." Lavender pleaded.

"You think I'm wearing tight jeans, four inch boots, and a hot pink tank top!? You gotta be kidding!"

"No, no those are my clothes, Herm," Parvati explained. She sighed unlocking the door. As Hermione came out Lavender stood in front of the bathroom door blocking so she couldn't go back in. They smiled evilly, at their trick.

"I'm not wearing those clothes - I'll look like a slut!" Hermione shrieked.

"Come on - it's called style. There's no way out, so just see how you'll look."

Hermione sighed as she took the clothes and boots to change in the bathroom. After pulling on her boots (they went all the way up to her knees!), she turned to look in the mirror. Her reflection was definitely not something she expected. She stared there staring mouth opened in shock for a while. She came across a mix of a cheerleader and a slut.

Even the mirror whistled.

"Shut up!" she yelled at indignantly.

"Herm! What are you doing in there?"

"Yeah come on out! You're taking forever." Hermione ignored them.

"If you don't answer we're taking as you're ready," Parvati warned. Hermione frantically looked for her wand before realizing it was on her night table.

"Alohomora!" And the door flew open.

"Great Wizards, you look great, Hermione!"

"Wow! Wait till Harry sees you!" The mention of Harry's name got her back to reality.

"How do you know about me and-" Hermione began.

"Figures," Lavender explained.

"Oh yeah," Parvati said as if she just remembered something. "Whatever happened in the hospital wing?"

Someone knocked on the door.

Hermione was thankful that whoever knocked so she wouldn't have to explain. She wasn't in the mood.

"Ooh I'll get it," Lavender jumped up.

"No me," Parvati argued.

"What if it's Ron?" Lavender said seizing the doorknob.

"What if it's Dean?" Parvati narrowed her eyes, grabbing the doorknob too. Soon they both flung the door open.

"Is uh Hermione here?" Harry asked. Hermione suddenly remembered what she was wearing and shoved herself under Lavender's bed. She caught a glance of him under the bed — his expression was worried and he was wearing Muggle clothes. He actually looked cute with jeans…maybe he borrowed them from Dean or Seamus — the black shirt he was wearing had some band on it called:

Matchbox
T w e n t y

So they hadn't made up that flier, she thought.

"Oh you should see! We gave her a makeover…" Parvati said soon changing the conversation towards Dean. She heard what was probably Lavender wandering over to her hiding place.

Harry didn't seem interested in what Parvati had to say. "Yeah Dean's okay, now, um, where's Hermione?" Lavender probably didn't clean because there was tons dust under her bed. She had the urge to sneeze—

ACHOO!

Hermione could just picture them all looking curious and heading to Lavenders bed…

"It seems that," Lavender pushed her blankets out of the way; revealing Hermione curled up under her bed. Hermione signaled for Lavender to be quiet but she continued anyhow. "That Hermione Granger's somehow under my bed."

Lavender raised an eyebrow. Hermione blocked the light as if she were allergic to it, as someone threw the blankets out of the way. Parvati came and bent down next to Hermione.

"Come on your lover boy is waiting," Parvati teased. Hermione racked her brain for an excuse - Harry was making his way to them.

"You didn't do my makeup yet!" she hissed. Lavender and Parvati looked at each other in shock before they got up to make an announcement.

"Harry, your girlfriend," One of them said. Hermione cringed as her roommates smiled. "Isn't ready yet." They ushered him out the door, but not before he told her something.

"Herm, could you hurry up? It's important," Harry pleaded. Hermione couldn't find her voice before they shut the door in Harry's face.

She lay there under the bed wondering if whatever was so important had to do with what Harry was going to tell her last night…

"Come on Herm, we've got your makeup ready."

Hermione groaned as she got out from under the bed. She trudged over to her trunk to get out some of her own Muggle clothes.

"What are you doing, Herm?" Parvati asked coming over to stop her from going back into the bathroom. "Okay, okay I get it. You don't want to wear my clothes. How about we make that tank top into ¾ sleeves and those jeans shorter so you can wear normal shoes with them?" It wasn't really a question; Parvati was already changing everything around as she talked to herself. Lavender came up behind them and nodded.

"Looks much more…Hermione-ish," she giggled. Parvati agreed but not for long. "But the shirt should be a lavender color. Lavutra!" And her shirt matched Lavender's name.

"No! Baby blue! Blushcuva!" Parvati had this thing for the color baby blue. Hermione groaned getting her own wand.

"Spilval!" Hermione made her shirt a sparkly silver color. They agreed that that too looked Hermione-ish.

"Please no makeup," Hermione pleaded but they insisted on a little mascara there, some blush over here…

Hermione turned to look into the mirror and groaned for the millionth time that morning. She went back into the bathroom to wash her face. When she came out she had a touch of make up here and there but nothing like she had on before.

They nodded. "Very…Hermione-ish." She laughed along with them.

KNOCK.

Hermione answered it this time.

"I'm coming let me get my shoes o-"

"Wait I have to tell you something," Harry said urgently, pulling Hermione outside then closing the door on Lavender and Parvati. She looked to see if there was anyone in the hallway and saw him.

Ronald Weasley just stood there looking sorry, and after what he's done to her?!

She shrieked and ducked behind Harry, her fingernails drilling into his palm. He turned around to face Hermione.

"It's okay Herm, he-"

"After what happened yesterday?! Have you lost it?" Hermione met his eyes angrily.

Ron came up next to Harry.

"Look-" he started but as soon as he spoke, Hermione whimpered, ducking behind Harry.

"It was a Demon!" Ron blurted out.

"What kind?" Hermione asked cautiously. She knew all about Demons. Ron shrugged.

"It was an envious Demon from Satan or something like that," Harry said.

"Oh," Hermione said feeling stupid that she hadn't known. "Did it bite you on your neck?" Ron nodded and showed her an indent of teeth marks that looked like the ones in her book.

Suddenly her eyes looked like they were about to pop out. She clapped a hand over her mouth and-

"That means that Satan will be sending lots of Demons!" Hermione gasped again. "We're all in trouble! And we'll never know who's telling the truth or not! Oh, this is horrible…"

"Wait a sec - who were you envious of?" Ron looked slightly uncomfortable.

"My brother's I guess…Bill and Percy for being so smart, Charlie and Ginny for their talents with magical creatures and flying, Fred and George for their jokes…and where do I stand with all of them?" Ron shrugged. "Perhaps the I'm the envious one."

Nobody could think of anything to say for a while.

"What do you mean you have no place, Ron!?" Harry argued as Hermione chose the same time to speak.

"You have lots of talents like…"

They stood there thinking for a while.

"They haven't showed up yet! That's it! And Harry and I don't have a place to stand either," Hermione instantly regretted saying that.

"Harry will always have a place to stand - alive or dead and you are smarter than anyone I've ever known." Hermione's cheeks turned magenta. Harry quickly changed the subject.

"Uh, what do you mean Ginny has talent with flying?" Harry asked.

"So someone has a crush on Ginny, eh?" Ron said, forgetting all about Hermione just standing there giving them looks. Harry rolled his eyes.

"No, we need a Keeper on the Gryffindor quidditch team, since Wood graduated two years ago…and the tryouts were horrible." Harry answered.

"So are we going to Hogsmeade or not?" Ron asked later on. Hermione just realized that Ron was wearing khakis and a gray shirt that said in navy blue letters:

GAP

"Yeah," Hermione said looking up at Harry to make sure they were. "Let me just get on my shoes first."

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A.N. I dont mean to offend anyone in anyway about wearing high boots, tanktops, or flare jeans b-cuz I do myself lol! I only did that b-cuz it seems unHermione-ish (lol dont ask about that either) Be very thankful i didn't leave this at a cliffhanger - and that I took my time doing this especially long (and i mean reeeeeeaaaaaaaaaallllllllllly long) fanfic...I dunno myself, why i'm doin this when Im supposed to be studyin for that science test I'm gonna fail tomorrow!!!!!!!

P.S. lol almost forgot! The more reviews the more chances I wont leave you off with a cliffhanger ( i have a REALLY good idea of one - I always do) So in that case i think you should... Review!!!!!!!!!
alright ill stop scaring y'all now.