Title: Changings
Author: mad3^in^chin4
Rating: PG-13 right now, R for later chapters.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story except the plot (I hope). All the characters belong to J.K. Rowling.
~*Chapter 1- ~*
"Mione! When are you going to stop acting like a antisocial, killjoy bookworm and go out in the world and strut what your momma gave you?!" Jacqueline, Hermione's 18 year old cousin, whom she was visiting in France over school break, who was constantly pestering her to change her outward appearance. "Your body, your face, its gorgeous but you have to stop hiding it in book and baggy clothes all the time. Why do I feel like everything I'm saying is going in through one ear and out through the other?" Jacqueline grabbed the top of the book that Hermione was buried in and forced it down. "Mione, are you listening to me?"
"Nope," Hermione said without losing her place on the page.
"Come on Mione. Why won't you let me hem your skirts and give you a makeover?"
"It's a waste of time if you ask me."
"Mione, your almost 17 and you've never had a boyfriend. You haven't even been kissed before."
"Excuse me? What about Viktor?"
"Oh please, that wasn't a relationship. He was just using you so no one would find out he was a fruit. And you knew too. He was just covering up, until he was ready to let it out." Hermione just stayed silent. "Uh huh, gotcha there didn't I? Now come on, I'm gonna make every guy that you walk past in that school drool." Hermione smiled a bit as Jacqueline pulled her up and into the bathroom.
(A/N: I know it's short but this is just the beginning. I hope you guys like it. I'm not very good at writing stories but it's fun.)
Author: mad3^in^chin4
Rating: PG-13 right now, R for later chapters.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story except the plot (I hope). All the characters belong to J.K. Rowling.
~*Chapter 1- ~*
"Mione! When are you going to stop acting like a antisocial, killjoy bookworm and go out in the world and strut what your momma gave you?!" Jacqueline, Hermione's 18 year old cousin, whom she was visiting in France over school break, who was constantly pestering her to change her outward appearance. "Your body, your face, its gorgeous but you have to stop hiding it in book and baggy clothes all the time. Why do I feel like everything I'm saying is going in through one ear and out through the other?" Jacqueline grabbed the top of the book that Hermione was buried in and forced it down. "Mione, are you listening to me?"
"Nope," Hermione said without losing her place on the page.
"Come on Mione. Why won't you let me hem your skirts and give you a makeover?"
"It's a waste of time if you ask me."
"Mione, your almost 17 and you've never had a boyfriend. You haven't even been kissed before."
"Excuse me? What about Viktor?"
"Oh please, that wasn't a relationship. He was just using you so no one would find out he was a fruit. And you knew too. He was just covering up, until he was ready to let it out." Hermione just stayed silent. "Uh huh, gotcha there didn't I? Now come on, I'm gonna make every guy that you walk past in that school drool." Hermione smiled a bit as Jacqueline pulled her up and into the bathroom.
(A/N: I know it's short but this is just the beginning. I hope you guys like it. I'm not very good at writing stories but it's fun.)