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~Chapter 7. 4 Fancy Dresses~

I didn't sleep much that night, probably because I cried myself to sleep. every time I look at Ron, I'm going to want to cry. Part of me wishes that he was still hot-headed so it wouldn't be this difficult telling him I don't like him that way.

I had a very rude awakening at 8 o'clock. I was sleeping my troubles away until a bucket of freezing water hit me. It soaked my bed and not to mention, was freezing! "Ginny!"

"I had to wake you up. I called your name, pulled you out of bed, put you back up and jumped on your bed. I didn't know what to do. There is an owl for you at the breakfast table."

"Okay. So what are we doing today?"

"I don't know. Percy said he wanted to take you and I somewhere."

"Both of us?"

"Yeah. I don't know why he wanted me to come. But guess who I got an owl from today."

"Who?"

"Neville! He sent me a rose. I think he likes me."

"Do you like him?"

"Yeah. I didn't tell you because I thought you would laugh."

"Why would I laugh? Now I see what Percy is doing."

"What?"

"It's most likely a double date. He's setting you up with Neville."

"Oh, I didn't think of that. Maybe he is, maybe he isn't. But that is at 6. He said to dress up as much as you possibly can, but in Muggle clothes."

"Do you own dressy Muggle clothes, Ginny?"

"No, but I was hoping you could lend some to me."

"I need a ride back to my house then. Everything is there."

"I'm sure it would be no problem. Now, let's go to breakfast."

"Okay, I'm up. Now let me change because I am not going down there drenched."

"Okay, see you downstairs!" She bounded out of the room. How can she be so awake? I was so sleepy that I didn't notice the door was open and I undressed and was standing there in a purple bra and lacy purple panties. Of course someone was going to walk by. I managed to put on some khaki shorts though. Then it happened.

"Hermione! That's why people own doors!" Harry was teasing me. He didn't really care that I was standing there in my underwear but Ron was staring. I put on my purple tank top as fast as I could and smiled.

"I'm not too awake at this moment."

"I guess not, but you are very easy on the eyes. Maybe you should not be awake more often."

I threw a pillow at Harry because I knew he was just teasing me, not hitting on me. He's kinda like the brother I never had. But not Ron. Then I would have dated my brother. But maybe that's why it wouldn't work out. We are to much like brother and sister. I don't know. We all walked downstairs and I found a letter for me at my spot at the table. Oh yeah, I was going to get a letter from my manager. My manager! It's so exciting.

I opened the letter and it read:

Dear Hermione Granger,

We are so pleased to give you this opportunity to have your chance at becoming a well-known singer. We also will expect you to dance and you will have lessons everyday, as well as a voice lesson everyday. Already, there are some personal appearances lining up for you including one in a few short weeks before you go back to Hogwarts. We understand this will be your last year and have already spoken to Headmaster Albus Dumbledore regarding you having lessons everyday and certain appearances you must make and sometimes you will miss class. We will understand your concern in missing these classes, but the professors have agreed to teaching extra lessons in the beginning of school so you will start ahead and not get behind. If this is too overwhelming at any time, we can terminate your contract under specific circumstances. I will be at the Burrow tomorrow at 7:00 am because we have a lot to do. First I will speak to you there about your contract, and if it sufficient to you we shall go on to the other things we must do. Discuss payment is one thing. You have to meet your instructors, meet with a songwriter to work out how much of your material you want to be your own. The song you sang at the competition was excellent and I think we can use that as your single. Also, we have to do measurements for your wardrobe. We shall go over a list of appearances you can do and if possible, sing a song in the Leaky Cauldron tomorrow night to start building up your publicity. The Daily Prophet is going to interview you also tomorrow night. You have to be willing to subject yourself to the press, even though they may print your personal life. More on this tomorrow. Get a good night's sleep and you should be good to go in the morning.

Sincerely,

Jason Browning

WWN Records

World Wizarding Network? Oh my God, I'm going to faint. That's so cool! "Hey, I got a letter from that manager guy."

"Let me see!" squealed Ginny and pulled it out of my hands.

I looked around for Percy but I didn't see him. I guess I was really obvious, because Fred chimed in, "Percy got an early start. Said he had to be somewhere because he was getting ready for tonight or something like that."

Oh, I was going to that place with him tonight. I have to go with Ginny to my house to get fancy dresses. "Um, Ginny?"

"Yes Hermione?" she said in a distant voice, most likely because she was perusing my letter.

"Have you asked how we are getting to my house?"

"Yeah, George is driving." She looked up, put down the letter, and commented, "That's so cool. I can't wait."

"Driving what?"

"We borrowed a car from the Ministry."

"Okay, ready to go girls?" George had just finished breakfast and was eager to start going I guess.

"Yep." I hadn't eaten much, but I was getting uncomfortable sitting next to Ron. At least we could talk to each other somewhat relaxed though. It was an improvement. We said our goodbyes and went out to the car, which was pretty sweet. It was a candy apple red convertible and the top was down. I love convertibles. "How did you manage this sweet ride?" I exclaimed. It was my dream car up close pretty much.

"I dunno. Percy has it for tonight. He must be taking you somewhere special from what I got out of him."

I enjoyed the ride to my house, but I was thinking there was something odd. Then I realized it. "George, I thought you and Fred were inseparable."

"We are, expect when Angelina Johnson comes around."

"I see. I know how that feels. But are you single? Then you could get back at Fred and be with your girlfriend."

"Single and loving it! Oh, is this your house?"

"Yeah, that's my home." I saw a little 3-year-old boy running towards the car, his sister in tow. "And those are my neighbors." My parents peeked outside and came running out also. The little boy got to me first. What's amusing is his name is Ron and he has red hair. He gave me a big hug and I picked him up. He was the little brother I never had. I have a lot of brothers for having no brothers, don't you think?

"I thought you were gone for the summer."

"I have to get some fancy clothes for tonight. Ginny and I are going somewhere."

"Where?"

"I have no clue."

"Okay." They turned to George and said, "And you are?"

"George Weasley. Older brother of Ginny."

"Nice to meet you. Everyone come on in." My Mom turned to the girl standing there and said, "Liz, you and Ron are invited too."

I introduced Liz and Ron (who was still in my arms) to George and Ginny. "Come on up to my room. Oh George, it's only my room. Your not going to get infected with girl." We talked for about 3 hours before we went up because Liz had not really met them yet.

I showed them my room. I like it. It has stars and moons everywhere and even those stick-on stars on my ceiling. "Okay, to the closet." I set down little Ron and he ran over to be picked up by Liz.

There were 4 dresses that fit the "fancy as you can possibly get" actually. There was a time when my mother was concerned about my wardrobe so we went out and she got me some really nice dresses because we couldn't choose which one we liked best.

The first was a black one. It had a low neckline and mimicked the pattern in the back. It fit tightly up top, but at the waist flared out into a kind of flamenco skirt type of thing. The greatest part about it was you could really dance in it. I tried it and it was like a dream.

The second was a light lavender to a deep purple. It had spaghetti straps and a really puffy skirt, similar to that of a Prom dress. It started at the top as being really light and changed shades until at the bottom was a dark purple.

The third sparkled. Just enough to be tasteful and pretty. It was metallic silver with hints of sparkle in the pattern of roses. It had a slit up the side to next Tuesday however, but it was really sexy.

The last was my favorite. It was the one I knew I was going to wear, but a description of that one is coming for when I put it on. But you wanted the full story, right? The dress wasn't really all that spectacular without describing how I felt in it. I didn't even take the bag off of it and let no one see until that night.

Ginny immediately looked at the black one and told me that was it. I told her she better try it on before she finds out it doesn't fit. So she did. She looked stunning. The top was a little loose because I had more on top than she does, but it didn't look baggy. It looked like she was saying 'look but don't touch' with exactly the right amount of skin.

"As your brother, I can't let you wear that," joked George and Ginny grabbed a pillow off my bed and threw it at him.

"Move around in it." Ginny complied to my request by twirling around.

"Wow, this is awesome. I'm so excited for tonight."

My Mom popped into the room and said, "Who's up for lunch?" Lunch? But I just had breakfast, or rather, didn't have breakfast.

"Me!" That was the general response.

"I have to take Ron home first. He's getting really restless." Liz left and Ginny went into the bathroom to get changed back. George, my Mom, and I went to lunch and waited for everyone else. This was really fun. We talked a lot more. Then I realized it was 4. I need a lot of time to get ready so I hurried out with Ginny and George, waving bye and giving my parents a kiss.

We got to the Burrow quickly and Ginny and I ran to her room, our dresses delicately over our arms.

Things are still great. I was really happy for wherever Percy was taking us. But things didn't get bad until the end of the summer I should say. I wasn't really clear on that. I make mistakes, but at least I'm better than that narrator at the beginning of this story, right?