Chapter one is pretty boring but I promise chapter two will be much much
better! Constructive criticism is always welcome, and so are flames. don't
worry, I'm a big girl. I'll handle it. I'll be adding new chapters soon.
hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters. Except Draco. but that's a different story!
Chapter 1: Transformations
Hermione gazed into the mirror on her bedroom wall, examining herself. She was barely recognizable, even to her own eyes. She had developed quite a lot since her departure from Hogwarts three moths ago. Her hips had broadened and her breasts had grown fuller and rounder. She was also considerably taller and her face was thinner than in her 5th year. She tore her eyes away from her reflection and strode across her room to where her trunk lye open, neatly packed. She extracted her Hogwarts robes and laid them the gently onto the bed, then removed her pajamas and threw them into a laundry basket. Her robes were snug, especially in the hips and chest.
" I need to get these altered the next Hogsmeade weekend." She mumbled to herself while her robes continued to constrict her uncomfortably.
She brushed a stray hair from out of her face, then closed and locked her trunk.
Her parent's were already waiting when she heaved her trunk downstairs. Her father carried it into the car while she said her good-byes to her mother. She picked up Crooskshanks who was squirming uncontrollably and closed the front door behind her.
*** *** ***
It was a quarter till eleven when she entered King's Cross Station, and it was packed full of Muggles. Pushing her trolley ahead of her, she scanned the crowd for Harry and Ron. It wasn't until she reached platform 93/4 when she finally found them.
" Hey Hermione!" Harry called when he spotted her, nudging Ron to get his attention.
She hurried over to them and gave each of them a grateful hug. She didn't realize how much she missed them until that moment.
"Wow.Hermione.you've.um.changed. " Ron said surveying her womanly form.
" Thanks, I guess. " She said. Her face growing hot.
"Let's go." She said, breaking the uncomfortable silence and gesturing towards the barrier. " If we don't hurry all the compartments will be full."
Then she casually leaned into the wall and disappeared.
"What happened to her? " Harry said puzzledly.
"I don't know, but she's. different." Ron said, his voice breaking slightly. Then the two followed Hermione's lead and fell through the barrier.
*** *** ***
When they arrived at Hogwarts it was dark and a cool mist hung in the air. They filed out of the train and into the horseless carriages which took them up to the castle. Hermione made small talk with Harry and Ron about their summers and the events that took place. She couldn't help but noticing how tensely they acted and how their eyes kept wandering to her chest. Finally when she was about to tell them off for their leering stares, the carriage came to halt and they hurried into the Great Hall.
Many students pointed and whispered as she passed, and Parvati and Lavender eyed her with looks of interest as she sat down. She glanced across the hall where Draco Malfoy was seated, looking at her with a look of malicious interest, ignoring Pansy Parkinson who was chatting avidly next to him. She looked away with an odd feeling in the pit of her stomach. Just then, Dumbledore stood and the great hall fell silent.
"May the Sorting begin.," He said simply, with his arm's outstretched.
Professor McGonagall paced into the hall and set down a wooden stool and the battered old Sorting Hat, followed by a long line of nervous looking first years. Hermione sat throughout the sorting, watching with polite interest, but could not help but feel happy when it ended. Dumbledore then stood once more and said but one single word.
"Eat!"
She began to eat vivaciously along with the other Gryfindors, as the golden plates filled themselves. She helped herself to huge portions of chicken and mashed potatoes until she felt as if her stomach would burst. Finally when murmurs of gratification filled the hall, Dumbledore gave a quick speech, and dismissed them all.
"First years follow me please!" She said forcefully as Ron stood up to join her.
"Yeah, first years, over here." He added somewhat lazily.
They made their way out of the hall followed by a group of chattering first years, and along the vast corridor to Gryfindor tower. Her mind wandered to her soft comfortable bed awaiting her and she began she began to drift into deep thought. She suddenly snapped back to reality when she was grabbed by the wrist and jerked sideways into a secret passage.
"What the-." She began but stopped when she saw whom the slender hand that still held her wrist tightly belonged to.
Draco Malfoy was standing in front of her, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters. Except Draco. but that's a different story!
Chapter 1: Transformations
Hermione gazed into the mirror on her bedroom wall, examining herself. She was barely recognizable, even to her own eyes. She had developed quite a lot since her departure from Hogwarts three moths ago. Her hips had broadened and her breasts had grown fuller and rounder. She was also considerably taller and her face was thinner than in her 5th year. She tore her eyes away from her reflection and strode across her room to where her trunk lye open, neatly packed. She extracted her Hogwarts robes and laid them the gently onto the bed, then removed her pajamas and threw them into a laundry basket. Her robes were snug, especially in the hips and chest.
" I need to get these altered the next Hogsmeade weekend." She mumbled to herself while her robes continued to constrict her uncomfortably.
She brushed a stray hair from out of her face, then closed and locked her trunk.
Her parent's were already waiting when she heaved her trunk downstairs. Her father carried it into the car while she said her good-byes to her mother. She picked up Crooskshanks who was squirming uncontrollably and closed the front door behind her.
*** *** ***
It was a quarter till eleven when she entered King's Cross Station, and it was packed full of Muggles. Pushing her trolley ahead of her, she scanned the crowd for Harry and Ron. It wasn't until she reached platform 93/4 when she finally found them.
" Hey Hermione!" Harry called when he spotted her, nudging Ron to get his attention.
She hurried over to them and gave each of them a grateful hug. She didn't realize how much she missed them until that moment.
"Wow.Hermione.you've.um.changed. " Ron said surveying her womanly form.
" Thanks, I guess. " She said. Her face growing hot.
"Let's go." She said, breaking the uncomfortable silence and gesturing towards the barrier. " If we don't hurry all the compartments will be full."
Then she casually leaned into the wall and disappeared.
"What happened to her? " Harry said puzzledly.
"I don't know, but she's. different." Ron said, his voice breaking slightly. Then the two followed Hermione's lead and fell through the barrier.
*** *** ***
When they arrived at Hogwarts it was dark and a cool mist hung in the air. They filed out of the train and into the horseless carriages which took them up to the castle. Hermione made small talk with Harry and Ron about their summers and the events that took place. She couldn't help but noticing how tensely they acted and how their eyes kept wandering to her chest. Finally when she was about to tell them off for their leering stares, the carriage came to halt and they hurried into the Great Hall.
Many students pointed and whispered as she passed, and Parvati and Lavender eyed her with looks of interest as she sat down. She glanced across the hall where Draco Malfoy was seated, looking at her with a look of malicious interest, ignoring Pansy Parkinson who was chatting avidly next to him. She looked away with an odd feeling in the pit of her stomach. Just then, Dumbledore stood and the great hall fell silent.
"May the Sorting begin.," He said simply, with his arm's outstretched.
Professor McGonagall paced into the hall and set down a wooden stool and the battered old Sorting Hat, followed by a long line of nervous looking first years. Hermione sat throughout the sorting, watching with polite interest, but could not help but feel happy when it ended. Dumbledore then stood once more and said but one single word.
"Eat!"
She began to eat vivaciously along with the other Gryfindors, as the golden plates filled themselves. She helped herself to huge portions of chicken and mashed potatoes until she felt as if her stomach would burst. Finally when murmurs of gratification filled the hall, Dumbledore gave a quick speech, and dismissed them all.
"First years follow me please!" She said forcefully as Ron stood up to join her.
"Yeah, first years, over here." He added somewhat lazily.
They made their way out of the hall followed by a group of chattering first years, and along the vast corridor to Gryfindor tower. Her mind wandered to her soft comfortable bed awaiting her and she began she began to drift into deep thought. She suddenly snapped back to reality when she was grabbed by the wrist and jerked sideways into a secret passage.
"What the-." She began but stopped when she saw whom the slender hand that still held her wrist tightly belonged to.
Draco Malfoy was standing in front of her, a slight smile playing on his lips.