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AN - 2 Words Hermionie Hannah Abbot. Lol. Ok this next chapter is set on the day of the dance and we see a more devious side to Hermionie. Thanx to all those who reviewed the first part of this Fic.
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Hermione sat in the chair next to her bed; which couldn't be seen for all the clothes she'd piled on to it, thinking about what to wear. Usually this kind of thing didn't bother her but how did she expect to get Ron from Hannah if she didn't look perfect. She was getting nowhere like this how would she know she'd look better than Hannah if she didn't know what the competition was wearing.
'That's it then" she said to herself "I'll just go have a look at what she's put out" she made her way down the stairs grabbing her bag and wand as she passed.
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Hermione stood concealed behind a pillar. She had a good view of the Hufflepuff portrait hole, all she had to do was wait for someone to go in and she could sneak in behind them. The thing was no one seemed to be going in or coming out for that matter. The whole corridor was deserted.
"I can't believe Justin managed to change the password" Ernie said, Hermione flattened herself against the wall so as not to be seen.
"Yeah but have you heard what to?" a girl Hermione knew as Susan replied "Cheese has a tendency to smell!"
Hermione frowned that was a rather odd password and long to. The two Hufflepuff's however unaware of her presence past right by her and carried on down the hall laughing at Justin's stroke of ingenious.
"Damn," Hermione said coming out of hiding neither of the two Hufflepuff's had gone in to their tower. She made to leave before spinning back round and marching straight up to the portrait hole. 'What had Susan said the password was?' she thought to herself.
"Cheese has a tendency to smell," she said clearly
"If you say so" a rather sleepy Jester replied before swinging open to reveal Hufflepuff common room. It looked just like Gryffindor's she thought to herself only very yellow. She made her way over to the stairs presuming the girls dormitory would be at the top, like it was in Gryffindor's tower.
She had been right this tower was no different to that of her own house, on finding and entering the girls dorm she began to look for clues that would reveal where Hannah slept.
Almost immediately she spotted the pale blue cloak Hannah had been wearing that morning when she'd gone for a walk with Ron. 'Bingo' she thought to herself smiling. The beds were set out like in her own dormitory 5 four posters set in a circle. Hannah's was situated in the middle of the room opposite the door. And hanging from the curtain rail of her bed was a beautiful dress.
Hermione looked at it longingly it was beautiful. It was ankle length with a close fitting bodice and the skirt cascaded down like that of a wedding gown, it shimmered different colours in the light, Hermione watched as it changed from deep purple to blood red. She sighed how was she going to outdo this dress it was gorgeous. Ron would love her in it and she'd be left with Malfoy. She sat on the end of Hannah's bed it was her own fault why had she thought this would work?
"It still can," she thought to herself a small smile spreading across her face.
Rummaging in her pocket she retrieved her wand. Tapping it on the side of her face she thought of the spells she knew wondering which would cause the most damage.
At last one came to her "ifarempaintius" she said pointing her wand at Hannah's beautiful dress.
There was a flash and green smoke entwined itself up the skirt and around the bodice. When the smoke cleared where it had touched the fabric was smeared a dirty brown colored paint. She chuckled to herself success. Pocketing her wand she made her way to the door. Suddenly she heard footsteps on the stone stairs that led to the dormitory someone was coming here. Franticly Hermionie dived under the closest bed just as the door opened to reveal non other than Hannah and her friend Susan. Hermione smiled now she would get to see Hannah's face when she saw the state her dress was in.
She heard Hannah gasp, she had to stop herself from laughing and blowing her cover.
"Oh Susan I'm so sorry" she said sadly "Who would be so cruel that they'd spoil your dress?"
Hermione's eyes widened as she watched Susan run from the room tears streaming down her face closely followed by Hannah. She came out from underneath the bed. "Whoops" was all she said. In the back of her mind she wished this had never happened, that she'd just asked Ron to the dance instead of playing these stupid games. She liked Hannah and wished Susan hadn't gotten hurt but she really wanted Ron and she would stop at nothing to get him!
Standing in the doorway she listened as the portrait hole closed. She was safe. Hannah must of left her cloak on Susan's bed and she'd presumed it was hers. She wandered from bed to bed wondering which one Hannah really slept in. It was obviously one of the ones next to Susan's, as everyone knew they were best friends and had been for a long time. The bed on the left was all neatly made with no clues to determine who's it was the other however had a book resting on the pillow.
She lent down picking it up Emma by Jane Austen. On the inside cover in neat handwriting was the name Hermione Granger. She smiled again she'd lent this to Abigail Whiste last week she was also a fan of Jane Austen and had been dying to read Emma. Hermionie had gladly lent her, her copy. The bed on the left must be Hannah's. She went back over and sat down. There was a picture of her and the rest of the 5th year Hufflepuff's in a pink frame on her bed side table along with a hair brush, some bobbles, a lip gloss and a mirror. She could hide one of them but no doubt she'd be able to lend it off someone else. No what she hid had to be irreplaceable and cause some kind of problem at the dance. She sat swinging her feet backwards and forwards when she felt her ankle clip something. Looking under the bed to see what it was she retrieved a shoebox.
"Of course," she thought to herself "you can't dance in one shoe" she giggled as she lifted the lid and removed one of the pale pink sandals and put it in her bag. Now that was done she could go back to deciding what to wear. She didn't know what the dress looked like but she did know it was pink.