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~Chapter 3. The Dream~
I was sitting by the fire and reading a book all curled up and cozy on the couch. Percy came down and told me to move over so he could sit too. I don't know why he'd want to sit there, there was a perfectly squishy relaxing armchair, but I'm not complaining.
"Hermione. I want to tell you something. But I don't know how you'll react." Percy gazed into the fire and then at me.
"I promise I won't freak out."
"I love you." That was all he said and he scooped me up in his arms and kissed me. Ron kept tugging on my arm, trying to pull me away.
And then I woke up. Ginny was pulling me off my bed in attempts to wake me up. "Wha-aat?" I squinted at her and whined. I know, that was very childish of me, but I didn't know what to do. I was kind of enjoying my dream. Well, minus the Ron part, but that was because of Ginny anyway.
"Up for you. We have to get going. The boys are already downstairs." How can she be so chipper? It's 8:00 in the morning for heavens sakes. And what is this with the boys already downstairs?
"Liar!" I said to her and threw a pillow in her direction, "The boys are probably still asleep."
"You're right. I just wanted to beat them downstairs."
"Ok, ok. I'm up already. Give me a few minutes and I'll be down. I promise."
"Ok. See you then." With that she grabbed her purse and ran downstairs. I picked up a brush and combed out my hair. Now my hair was perfectly straight (I had it straightened in a Muggle salon and put a charm on it so it wouldn't wear off) and now past my waist. Hmmm. I think today is a Hermione-wants-to-be sexy day. I had my contacts and could wear them because I spent all week getting used to them. I pulled out my little make- up kit and put on some icy blue eye-shadow and a little of what was called 'silver shimmer' on my cheeks. It was a cool contrast and added an edge to my brown eyes that always had a hazel tint. Hmmmm. Skirt or shorts? Skirt, I think. I quickly put on a blue skirt that matched the eye-shadow and a silver sparkly top that had a pretty low neckline. But now I can pull that off. Summer (and last year) had been good to me.
I just let my hair flow down behind me. My stylist told me, "It creates a kind of goddess thing." Putting small silver hoop earrings in and grabbing my shoes (which were silver-ish and had a low heel), I left to join Ginny. Fine, I'll put my shoes on before I go downstairs. And then I ran downstairs as fast as my short skirt allowed.
When I got to breakfast, Harry and Ron weren't down there yet, but everyone else was. And I think it's safe to say I created silence. That's pretty hard to do at a meal at the Weasleys.
"Ah! My purse!" I ran back upstairs and got it, running into Harry on the stairs.
"Whoa, watch out where you're going." Harry had yet to discover my outfit. Then he did. "Hermione, when did you get so girly?"
"Uhhh, I dunno." I went back to breakfast and got the same blank stares. Ok, so I wanted to be sexy today. Only because I wanted to feel sexy. And now I'm sub-human.
"You look very nice today Hermione." Mrs. Weasley, taking pity on me, broke the silence. "Ok, I'm off to do errands. So, Percy is now going to Diagon Alley too?" She paused, then continued when Percy nodded. "Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Ginny are going to Diagon Alley to meet up with friends. Fred and George are going back up to their room." Everyone nodded. "Ok, bye then." She disappeared with a pop.
"Ready to go?" Percy was eager to get going apparently, but no one knew why. Usually he hates going to Diagon Alley because it cuts into his work.
He took the choruses of "Yeah" and "Yep" to mean that we were. And we were traveling by Floo Powder. I hate that stuff.
"Ok, I'll go first. How about we meet at the Leaky Cauldron at noon for lunch? It's 9 o'clock now." Everyone thought this was reasonable. "Diagon Alley!"
Ron and Harry stepped up and left through the flame. Then I whispered to Ginny, "This is gonna be a long 3 hours," making reference to the fact that the Trio wasn't really the Trio. It was kind of sad, but I couldn't really trust Ron anymore, but I was trying to be friends with him. It was just going to take awhile.
We got out, where Harry and Ron were waiting for us and Ron looked rather impatient. Or that he'd rather be somewhere else other than waiting for me. "So who are we meeting?" I asked.
Harry thought a second and said, "Neville, Dean and Seamus."
"Ok, when and where?"
"In front of Madame Malkin's Robe Shop at 9:15."
"So we should head over there now, then."
"Yeah." Ron eyed me nervously, as if he wanted to start a conversation with me, so I decided, what the heck, I'll go talk to him.
"So, Ron, what have you been up to this summer?"
"Umm, not much. How about you?"
"Not much." That's how the conversation went. We kept things light and it was better that way. I had forgotten about the different reactions I was getting from my clothing but I remembered when I heard a gasp. I looked over and Seamus, Dean, and even Neville peered at me like I had two heads. What is wrong with these people?
"Hey, Hermione. Lookin' good." I laughed at Dean. I didn't know what else to do. He had never tried to 'be smooth' with me though I had watched him crash and burn quite a few times.
We wandered around Diagon Alley until we realized it was almost noon. "We better get over to the Leaky Cauldron," I commented, looking at my watch. They all agreed and so we were off. When we arrived there, it was packed! I've never seen it so packed. Why was there this many people?
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~Chapter 3. The Dream~
I was sitting by the fire and reading a book all curled up and cozy on the couch. Percy came down and told me to move over so he could sit too. I don't know why he'd want to sit there, there was a perfectly squishy relaxing armchair, but I'm not complaining.
"Hermione. I want to tell you something. But I don't know how you'll react." Percy gazed into the fire and then at me.
"I promise I won't freak out."
"I love you." That was all he said and he scooped me up in his arms and kissed me. Ron kept tugging on my arm, trying to pull me away.
And then I woke up. Ginny was pulling me off my bed in attempts to wake me up. "Wha-aat?" I squinted at her and whined. I know, that was very childish of me, but I didn't know what to do. I was kind of enjoying my dream. Well, minus the Ron part, but that was because of Ginny anyway.
"Up for you. We have to get going. The boys are already downstairs." How can she be so chipper? It's 8:00 in the morning for heavens sakes. And what is this with the boys already downstairs?
"Liar!" I said to her and threw a pillow in her direction, "The boys are probably still asleep."
"You're right. I just wanted to beat them downstairs."
"Ok, ok. I'm up already. Give me a few minutes and I'll be down. I promise."
"Ok. See you then." With that she grabbed her purse and ran downstairs. I picked up a brush and combed out my hair. Now my hair was perfectly straight (I had it straightened in a Muggle salon and put a charm on it so it wouldn't wear off) and now past my waist. Hmmm. I think today is a Hermione-wants-to-be sexy day. I had my contacts and could wear them because I spent all week getting used to them. I pulled out my little make- up kit and put on some icy blue eye-shadow and a little of what was called 'silver shimmer' on my cheeks. It was a cool contrast and added an edge to my brown eyes that always had a hazel tint. Hmmmm. Skirt or shorts? Skirt, I think. I quickly put on a blue skirt that matched the eye-shadow and a silver sparkly top that had a pretty low neckline. But now I can pull that off. Summer (and last year) had been good to me.
I just let my hair flow down behind me. My stylist told me, "It creates a kind of goddess thing." Putting small silver hoop earrings in and grabbing my shoes (which were silver-ish and had a low heel), I left to join Ginny. Fine, I'll put my shoes on before I go downstairs. And then I ran downstairs as fast as my short skirt allowed.
When I got to breakfast, Harry and Ron weren't down there yet, but everyone else was. And I think it's safe to say I created silence. That's pretty hard to do at a meal at the Weasleys.
"Ah! My purse!" I ran back upstairs and got it, running into Harry on the stairs.
"Whoa, watch out where you're going." Harry had yet to discover my outfit. Then he did. "Hermione, when did you get so girly?"
"Uhhh, I dunno." I went back to breakfast and got the same blank stares. Ok, so I wanted to be sexy today. Only because I wanted to feel sexy. And now I'm sub-human.
"You look very nice today Hermione." Mrs. Weasley, taking pity on me, broke the silence. "Ok, I'm off to do errands. So, Percy is now going to Diagon Alley too?" She paused, then continued when Percy nodded. "Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Ginny are going to Diagon Alley to meet up with friends. Fred and George are going back up to their room." Everyone nodded. "Ok, bye then." She disappeared with a pop.
"Ready to go?" Percy was eager to get going apparently, but no one knew why. Usually he hates going to Diagon Alley because it cuts into his work.
He took the choruses of "Yeah" and "Yep" to mean that we were. And we were traveling by Floo Powder. I hate that stuff.
"Ok, I'll go first. How about we meet at the Leaky Cauldron at noon for lunch? It's 9 o'clock now." Everyone thought this was reasonable. "Diagon Alley!"
Ron and Harry stepped up and left through the flame. Then I whispered to Ginny, "This is gonna be a long 3 hours," making reference to the fact that the Trio wasn't really the Trio. It was kind of sad, but I couldn't really trust Ron anymore, but I was trying to be friends with him. It was just going to take awhile.
We got out, where Harry and Ron were waiting for us and Ron looked rather impatient. Or that he'd rather be somewhere else other than waiting for me. "So who are we meeting?" I asked.
Harry thought a second and said, "Neville, Dean and Seamus."
"Ok, when and where?"
"In front of Madame Malkin's Robe Shop at 9:15."
"So we should head over there now, then."
"Yeah." Ron eyed me nervously, as if he wanted to start a conversation with me, so I decided, what the heck, I'll go talk to him.
"So, Ron, what have you been up to this summer?"
"Umm, not much. How about you?"
"Not much." That's how the conversation went. We kept things light and it was better that way. I had forgotten about the different reactions I was getting from my clothing but I remembered when I heard a gasp. I looked over and Seamus, Dean, and even Neville peered at me like I had two heads. What is wrong with these people?
"Hey, Hermione. Lookin' good." I laughed at Dean. I didn't know what else to do. He had never tried to 'be smooth' with me though I had watched him crash and burn quite a few times.
We wandered around Diagon Alley until we realized it was almost noon. "We better get over to the Leaky Cauldron," I commented, looking at my watch. They all agreed and so we were off. When we arrived there, it was packed! I've never seen it so packed. Why was there this many people?
