a/n: Here is chapter 3, hope its longer, and suits you guys well.

O, and I don't own anything!

Chapter 3

It had been a week since Hermione had gotten her belly button pierced. But she hadn't stopped there. She now had 4 piercings in each ear and she had her hair changed. Instead of the bushy, frizzy-ness it always was, she had gotten it permanently straightened. She had also told them to put dirty blonde natural looking high lights in her hair. All and all she looked great. But it just wasn't the same Hermione.

~I wonder what Ron and Harry will say when they see me now!

~They will probably gawk at you, there mouths will drop till they hit the ground, and they will ask you what happened.

Hermione looked at the clock. It was 7:30am. She had 2 and a half hours till she had to be at Kings Cross. But not being able to go back to sleep, a blurry eyed Hermione stumbled into her bathroom. An hour later she was standing in front of the entrance to Platform 9 ¾ .

Hermione didn't want to change to much so she still wore the same types of clothes. Just a little more tight fitting, but still the same stuff. She wasn't like Lavender and Parvarti and didn't go around wearing make up, and that hadn't changed. The only difference in the bookworm muggle born Granger, was her hair, the earrings, and her belly button ring. Plus she had develop a little bit over the summer, from a B to a C. But other then that it was the same old Hermione.

Since she was early, there was no signs of Harry or Ron, so she decided she would just head straight to the compartment that they usual sat in, towards the back of the train. It had been a hole 2 months since she had seen Harry or Ron. During the begging of the summer Harry had been invited to go to Ireland with the Weasily's. They just didn't have enough money for Hermione to come. But she hadn't really cared, it had only been for 3 weeks. Plus she had thought that she would be able to see them when they got back. But she was surely mistaken.

The 15 minute warning bell rung, and still there was no sign of Harry or Ron. She was starting to get worried. Finally with 5 minutes to go before the train left, the compartment door slide open, and two boys walked in. One had dark black unruly hair and stood at a towering 6". He had definitely grown over the summer. But that wasn't the only difference, he had also toned his body more, he had definitely worked out over the summer. Harry had definitely changed.

Ron too had changed. He stood towering over even Harry at a 6" 4' tall. His hair was still the Weasily orange, but his freckles now made him look considerably cuter. He too had definitely worked out over the summer, and he had definitely gotten cuter.

"Hey guys!" Hermione happily said. She was the happiest she had been all summer!

"Hermione? Wow! You look good.what did you do?" Ron asked, his mouthed dropping to the floor.

"Um.well I got my ears pierced and my belly button pierced. I got my hair straightened, but other then that, nothing why?"

"You look different. Are you part of a gang or something?" Harry asked. Ron now looking puzzled, wondering what the hell a gang was.

"What is a gang?" Ron asked, finally figuring out it had to be something muggle.

"Ron, a gang is something like the death eaters, except they don't necessarily kill people, they just smoke pot and stuff like that. But not all gangs do, some are good kids. And no Harry I'm not part of a gang. Don't you like my new style?" Hermione asked.having a feeling she knew what the answer was.

"Um.Yeah" Harry said, but not looking her in the face.

"I think it makes you look hot. I mean not that you weren't hot before, its just different." Ron said not noticing that he had admitted he thought she was hott.

Hermione was confused. Harry was supposed to like her new style. He was supposed to think she was hot, not Ron. And he was supposed to be flirting with her right now. But something was wrong, because nothing of the sort was happening.

~Maybe it was a bad idea changing just to get Harry to notice me.

~But he doesn't notice you anymore then before does he?

~Well, no not really.

~Then what was the point of going through all that pain?

~O shut up, I know I made a mistake happy?

"Hermione? Hermione? Mione are you there?" Ron started to wave his hand in front of her face.

Ron's hand appeared in front of my face, shaking me from my thoughts.

All of a sudden the compartment door slide open once again, but this time to reveal someone she really wasn't in the mood to talk to.Draco Malfoy, better know as the bouncing ferret was standing in the door way.

He too had changed over the summer he had definitely gotten hotter.wait am I thinking this Malfoy were talking about here. He isn't hot, he is a mean asshole.

"Well, well well.look who we have here. The magnificient trio. Going for a new style there mudblood? I think its cool, but it looks like your lover here doesn't like it so much. Maybe you should stop liking the Famous Harry Potter." Draco sneered.

At those words Harry's head shot up. "What are you talking about Malfoy? Hermione doesn't like me, we are just best friends, that's all we will ever be."

Hermione stared at Harry. Did she hear him right? All they would ever be was friends? She didn't even have a chance. She closed her eyes, and a single tear fell down her check, followed by another. She saddening got up and ran past Malfoy into the girls lavatory.

(a/n: I'm going to start doing peoples point of views so here it goes.)

~Harry's POV~

All of a sudden the compartment door slide open once again, but this time to reveal someone she really wasn't in the mood to talk to.Draco Malfoy, better know as the bouncing ferret was standing in the door way.

Malfoy was my worst enemy. Anything to do with him I hated. His father was a death eater, and it was common knowledge he was waiting his turn to become one too.

"Well, well well.look who we have here. The magnificient trio. Going for a new style there mudblood? I think its cool, but it looks like your lover here doesn't like it so much. Maybe you should stop liking the Famous Harry Potter." Draco sneered.

At those words my head started to buzz with thoughts. Hermione couldn't possibly like me. We were just best friends. Plus it was common knowledge that Ron liked Hermione, and had ever since 3 year. I mean yeah, I had thought of it before, but she was more like a sister to me then anything else.

"What are you talking about Malfoy? Hermione doesn't like me, we are just best friends, that's all we will ever be."

The moment I said that, I knew it was the wrong thing to say. Hermione turned to stare me in the eyes, while I tried to tell her I didn't mean it like that. But then her eyes closed and a single tear escaped. Followed by more. She suddenly got out of her seat and ran past Malfoy and out of the compartment.

"Well Potter, looks like you've upset your girlfriend now." Malfoy sneered.

"I didn't mean it that way. Leave Malfoy, or you'll regret it!" I said, pulling out my wand and gripping it hard.

"Yeah you don't want a recurrence of what happened last time, more then one person hexed you at the same time." Ron snickered, the memory all to fresh in his mind.

At those words Malfoy left. Leaving Ron and Harry by themselves.

a/n: did you like? PLEASE R/R!!! I'm begging you!!! Plus this chapter was. 1,362 words long. And 4 pages. Please review or you wont get anymore. Plus my first two chapters sucked, but hopefully it will be getting better!