A/n ok for those of you who don't read the reviews of others, I will repeat
this message. I am SOO sorry for the length of the chapters; I had no idea
they were so short. When I am writing them and typing them, they look so
much longer. I will really try to make them longer, but I can only put so
much in each chapter. So hopefully this one will be longer. Enjoy!
Days passed, and it was finally the weekend. No classes, tests, and very little homework. Over the summer, Dumbledore had introduced a new rule, or rather, privilege. He now said that students would be allowed to wear casual 'normal' clothes (for what defines normal?) on the weekend and time off. He had never given the students freedom in what they were allowed to wear, and they were ecstatic. He has passed this rule with the warning that anyone caught wearing anything inappropriate would receive the severest punishment with no warning.
The first few weeks the students didn't really exercise their new privilege, because, 1. They were busy greeting old friends and re- aquainting themselves with their classes, and 2. No one was really sure what the teachers would count as inappropriate. The girls took the initiative to wear shorter skirts, then jeans, then completely discarding the vest, tie, and starched white shirt and replacing them with cute t- shirts. To their delight no teachers said anything, although McGonagall gave one girl in very short shorts and a tattered shirt a haughty look and a 'hmph'.
Anyways, Hermione awoke at eleven or so, showered, dealt with her hair (which was no longer a frizzy mess, but had settled into curls) and dressed herself in tight blue jeans and a pink baby tee with 'Princess' written across the chest in cursive.
She stopped once more in front of her mirror, pleased with her image. Descending upon the Gryffindor commonroom she flashed a perfect smile at the few that lounged. One of the seventh years let out a wolf whistle, and Hermione blushed, laughing. She waved to the Fat Lady and her friend Violet on her way out, and made her way down to the great hall for lunch.
When entering, she found many others were dressed in casual clothes. Dumbledore himself had on a ghastly Hawaiian shirt and bright yellow tropical pants. 'Not really matching, but whatever floats his boat,' she thought with a giggle. As she walked to the Gryffindor table, many heads turned to see who this girl was. When they realized it was Hermione, they looked shocked and whispered to each other. Walking past, Hermione caught snatches of their conversations, and they went something like this.
"How did she calm that jungle she calls her hair? Wasn't it all frizzy?" "Yowza! What happened over the summer?" "Is it hot in here or is it her?" "Stop looking at her! Draco!! Are you even listening to me??" she turned to find the speaker seated at the Slytherin table. It was none other than Pansy Parkinson. But instead of looking at the whale of a girl, she turned her gaze instead to Draco, who was indeed looking at her. He seemed truly impressed. She noticed that he looked quite handsome, even dressed so casually in an unbuttoned blue shirt over a white wife beater, and khaki pants. 'His shirt matches his eyes.' She twiddled her fingers in a hello to make him realize she had caught him looking at her. He just smiled and raised his eyebrows as to say 'Wow!!!' She just laughed and sat next to Ginny, across from Harry and Ron.
Ron smiled and said, "Good afternoon. Someone missed breakfast. We thought something was up, but my marvelous sister informed us you were just getting your beauty sleep. Which I see was well used." He handed her a piece of toast, and she had to crack a grin. 'Maybe Ron has changed a little.' she looked to Harry hopefully, but he just ate his eggs and mumbled something that resembled 'Good Morning'. Hermione's face fell, but she caught herself and put on a smile, pretending it didn't faze her. She thought she did a very well job pretending, but Ron however saw through her act, and looked at her with concern. She dismissed it with a wave of her hand and bit into her toast.
The rest of the weekend passed uneventfully, and on Monday classes resumed. Hermione had potions with Slytherins first, then Care of Magical Creatures, followed by arithmacy. After that, she had free periods.
"So off to potions then?" she asked Ron after breakfast that morning.
"Yeah, just peachy. I hear Snape has a big 'ol project for us, no doubt we'll end up paired with some nasty Slytherin." He sighed and offered her his arm." May I escort thee, fair lady, to the dastardly potions class?"
She took it with a giggle, then put on her most regal face. "Why thank you, kind sir, although I would rather be escorted into a pit full of poisonous snakes then go into the dungeons for potions." They set off down the hall like that, grinning wildly, saluting fellow Gryffindors, who tried to suppress laughs at how ridiculous the pair looked. Suddenly Hermione dropped his arm with a gasp as they passed a group of Slytherins. Ron half turned to see why and found the answer quickly. Draco Malfoy was glaring daggers at Ron, and wasn't looking at Hermione too happily either.
"Cmon 'Mione, let's go, it's a bit smelly around here." He turned to her, and saw she was blushing a bright red, and wouldn't look at him or Draco. He pulled her away into the deserted hallway leading to the dungeons. "Are you ok?" he asked with concern.
"Yeah, I'm fine," she replied, but still wouldn't look him in the face. Sensing he should shut up (a/n what a smart boy! I love this kid, lol someone write a hg/rw fic) he did so and the walk down the hall was silent. He held the door open, letting her enter first. She mumbled "thank you" and Ron followed, the door slamming behind them as they took their seats.
A/n ok what do u think? This is freaking two full pages long when I type it, so all of you shut the heck up. Ok, review answer time!! Hmm this is simple, only one to answer. Cmon people, read and review, and ill do the same for you! CrimsonNSassy89 : ok, i'm not gonna reveal any secrets, but I never said it might not be a hg/hp fic, I still don't know, ill have to see how the characters turn out, and you aren't weird, I like different pairing too (except snape and mione, that's nasty! Hes like, 40, and shes like, 14!! But w/e) Ok I really hope this is long enuf for you, that's 2 chapters in one day!! So shut ur moufs, all of you!!!!
Days passed, and it was finally the weekend. No classes, tests, and very little homework. Over the summer, Dumbledore had introduced a new rule, or rather, privilege. He now said that students would be allowed to wear casual 'normal' clothes (for what defines normal?) on the weekend and time off. He had never given the students freedom in what they were allowed to wear, and they were ecstatic. He has passed this rule with the warning that anyone caught wearing anything inappropriate would receive the severest punishment with no warning.
The first few weeks the students didn't really exercise their new privilege, because, 1. They were busy greeting old friends and re- aquainting themselves with their classes, and 2. No one was really sure what the teachers would count as inappropriate. The girls took the initiative to wear shorter skirts, then jeans, then completely discarding the vest, tie, and starched white shirt and replacing them with cute t- shirts. To their delight no teachers said anything, although McGonagall gave one girl in very short shorts and a tattered shirt a haughty look and a 'hmph'.
Anyways, Hermione awoke at eleven or so, showered, dealt with her hair (which was no longer a frizzy mess, but had settled into curls) and dressed herself in tight blue jeans and a pink baby tee with 'Princess' written across the chest in cursive.
She stopped once more in front of her mirror, pleased with her image. Descending upon the Gryffindor commonroom she flashed a perfect smile at the few that lounged. One of the seventh years let out a wolf whistle, and Hermione blushed, laughing. She waved to the Fat Lady and her friend Violet on her way out, and made her way down to the great hall for lunch.
When entering, she found many others were dressed in casual clothes. Dumbledore himself had on a ghastly Hawaiian shirt and bright yellow tropical pants. 'Not really matching, but whatever floats his boat,' she thought with a giggle. As she walked to the Gryffindor table, many heads turned to see who this girl was. When they realized it was Hermione, they looked shocked and whispered to each other. Walking past, Hermione caught snatches of their conversations, and they went something like this.
"How did she calm that jungle she calls her hair? Wasn't it all frizzy?" "Yowza! What happened over the summer?" "Is it hot in here or is it her?" "Stop looking at her! Draco!! Are you even listening to me??" she turned to find the speaker seated at the Slytherin table. It was none other than Pansy Parkinson. But instead of looking at the whale of a girl, she turned her gaze instead to Draco, who was indeed looking at her. He seemed truly impressed. She noticed that he looked quite handsome, even dressed so casually in an unbuttoned blue shirt over a white wife beater, and khaki pants. 'His shirt matches his eyes.' She twiddled her fingers in a hello to make him realize she had caught him looking at her. He just smiled and raised his eyebrows as to say 'Wow!!!' She just laughed and sat next to Ginny, across from Harry and Ron.
Ron smiled and said, "Good afternoon. Someone missed breakfast. We thought something was up, but my marvelous sister informed us you were just getting your beauty sleep. Which I see was well used." He handed her a piece of toast, and she had to crack a grin. 'Maybe Ron has changed a little.' she looked to Harry hopefully, but he just ate his eggs and mumbled something that resembled 'Good Morning'. Hermione's face fell, but she caught herself and put on a smile, pretending it didn't faze her. She thought she did a very well job pretending, but Ron however saw through her act, and looked at her with concern. She dismissed it with a wave of her hand and bit into her toast.
The rest of the weekend passed uneventfully, and on Monday classes resumed. Hermione had potions with Slytherins first, then Care of Magical Creatures, followed by arithmacy. After that, she had free periods.
"So off to potions then?" she asked Ron after breakfast that morning.
"Yeah, just peachy. I hear Snape has a big 'ol project for us, no doubt we'll end up paired with some nasty Slytherin." He sighed and offered her his arm." May I escort thee, fair lady, to the dastardly potions class?"
She took it with a giggle, then put on her most regal face. "Why thank you, kind sir, although I would rather be escorted into a pit full of poisonous snakes then go into the dungeons for potions." They set off down the hall like that, grinning wildly, saluting fellow Gryffindors, who tried to suppress laughs at how ridiculous the pair looked. Suddenly Hermione dropped his arm with a gasp as they passed a group of Slytherins. Ron half turned to see why and found the answer quickly. Draco Malfoy was glaring daggers at Ron, and wasn't looking at Hermione too happily either.
"Cmon 'Mione, let's go, it's a bit smelly around here." He turned to her, and saw she was blushing a bright red, and wouldn't look at him or Draco. He pulled her away into the deserted hallway leading to the dungeons. "Are you ok?" he asked with concern.
"Yeah, I'm fine," she replied, but still wouldn't look him in the face. Sensing he should shut up (a/n what a smart boy! I love this kid, lol someone write a hg/rw fic) he did so and the walk down the hall was silent. He held the door open, letting her enter first. She mumbled "thank you" and Ron followed, the door slamming behind them as they took their seats.
A/n ok what do u think? This is freaking two full pages long when I type it, so all of you shut the heck up. Ok, review answer time!! Hmm this is simple, only one to answer. Cmon people, read and review, and ill do the same for you! CrimsonNSassy89 : ok, i'm not gonna reveal any secrets, but I never said it might not be a hg/hp fic, I still don't know, ill have to see how the characters turn out, and you aren't weird, I like different pairing too (except snape and mione, that's nasty! Hes like, 40, and shes like, 14!! But w/e) Ok I really hope this is long enuf for you, that's 2 chapters in one day!! So shut ur moufs, all of you!!!!