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Whatiftherewasnospaces?
Dedicated To: Kato and Kimberly, along with Kristen. Wow. I never really noticed your names all started with a K!
A/N: Sorry I have sooo many storys. Well two is a lot and anyways Im sorry I haven't been writing for so long. *Sighs gustily* Whew! Oh and ~italics~ are in ~ like usual.
Hermione stormed out of the dungeons. Honestly. ~Boys! ~. She had been so excited that Titania would be coming to live with her at Hogwarts. Then she hadn't had time to tell Harry and Ron, then Titania had come flaunting her great figure and her exceptional people skills, and as usual Hermione had been left in the dark. And now Nia probably thought Hermione had thought of the prank.
A cool sneer brought her out of her reverie. Draco Malfoy draped himself carelessly over a becushioned bench in the Great Hall. "Wow, Granger, didn't know your sister was so hot. You must tell her for me, I'll fix that rip in her ~personals~ if she likes. I must do tailor fitting only, of course." His eyes glittered nastily.
Hermione felt a flush stain her cheeks as she fought the urge to curse Malfoy into the ninth generation. It was all she could do to leave quickly, Malfoy's malevolent laughter ringing in her ears.
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Titania ran up to the Common Room, her robes shriveling into soft black thread as she hurried along unfamiliar passages. ~Damn these dratted robes! ~ "Password?" said the Fat Lady, raising one eyebrow. "Dear, me! You haven't been doing anything inappropriate, have you?" She fixed her beady eyes on Nia.
"No'm. I've been hit with a charm-I think. Anyway I'm new. Can you please let me in?" Her heart sank as the Fat Lady settled back onto her tiny pouf with a melancholy shake of her head. "Sorry dear. No can do." She grinned as she said the last words, then giggled. "Sound like one of you young ones, I do." With a polite smile Nia sat down to wait for Lav or Parvati to tell her the password.
Hermione burst out of a hanging behind her, making Nia jump. "I swear, Nia, It wasn't my idea! I didn't know . . . Ron . . ." Titania suddenly felt bad. Hermione was her best friend. They had shared everything. Now they were sharing an awesome school! Hermione was crying now, her hands over her face. Nia just got up and hugged her. "It's ok, Mione. It's ok."
Twenty minutes later saw Nia, Hermione, Lavender, and Parvati looking through spell books to recover clothing. Most of the black cloth had gone to Dumbledore for "war issues" so one set of school robes was all anyone was allowed. Nia began to wonder why her sister didn't take more care of her appearance. At home she had had a fierce passion for straighteners, but she couldn't take hers because it wouldn't plug in at Hogwarts. Still, it was no reason to go back to age six, where the two of them hadn't even been allowed to ~look~ at makeup, let alone wear it. Hermione had a beautiful complexion; she didn't need to hide behind her hair.
"Everyone stop!" Commanded Nia. "I am going to make my sister beautiful right now! We don't have any classes till lunch, and that's all the time we need." Parvati and Lavender looked at each other skeptically. Hermione had never even let them cast a drying charm on her. They were surprised when Hermione laughed and sat down at her vanity that was currently buried under a pile of books. They watched in amazement at the following scene.
Nia took out a case of Muggle makeup and brushes. Slowly she brushed on a thick coat of "special shine", a combination of gels and mousses that she had made up herself. Hermione's hair tamed a little, enough that Nia could twist it up into the same knot that Hermione had worn at the Yule Ball in fourth year. A tumble of curls was left framing her heart-shaped face. Lavender whispered to Parvati "Ohmigod! I would die for that skin! Why does she keep it covered?!" Parvati giggled and pointed at Nia's look of concentration as she coaxed Hermione's eyes open.
"Honestly, Mi, it's only what you went to the dance in grade six with. It's not horrible! Look, I'll make it just a plain old plait if you want! No? Okay, so open your eyes!" Hermione opened her eyes. It was true, she was wearing an elegant hairdo, but Nia's gentle hands had made it look natural and laid-back. "Wow" Breathed Lavender, Hermione and Parvati. Nia shrugged modestly, fingering her T-Shirt. "I think we should just go back to finding out how to get me better robes. Snail will kill me if I look like that when I go to my next class."
The three other girls burst into peals of laughter. "Sn-a-a-il! It's Snape, Nia!" Gasped Parvati, her eyes twinkling with mirth. Lavender had tears running down her cheeks. Titania was mystified. It hadn't been ~that~ funny. A flash of silver caught her eye on Hermione's face. The flash shone steadily on all of the girls. Not for nothing, though, was Nia the sister of a bookworm. A gift, it was called the Inner Eye. Sometimes it meant you could tell the future, sometimes you could see magic. Nia was pretty sure she could see magic.
Quick as a flash she flew to the door to find Ron pointing his wand through a crack at the door. "Haven't you done enough?" She demanded, eyes narrow. "I was trying to fix it! Honest!" The spell had obviously been broken. Hermione came to the door. "Ron! You won't fix it with a cheering charm! If you were trying to bewitch Nia into happiness! EEEERRRRGH!!!! BOYS!" Ron had taken to his heels and slid down the slide leading into the Common Room. Hermione giggles. "Common, Nia. We have Lunch next." With there arms around each other, the four girls went down to eat.
A/N okay so it was weird. I've got the sniffles and I can't concentrate. Please REVIEW!!! I LOVE IT WHEN U DO! . . . hey that rhymes! ;)
Dedicated To: Kato and Kimberly, along with Kristen. Wow. I never really noticed your names all started with a K!
A/N: Sorry I have sooo many storys. Well two is a lot and anyways Im sorry I haven't been writing for so long. *Sighs gustily* Whew! Oh and ~italics~ are in ~ like usual.
Hermione stormed out of the dungeons. Honestly. ~Boys! ~. She had been so excited that Titania would be coming to live with her at Hogwarts. Then she hadn't had time to tell Harry and Ron, then Titania had come flaunting her great figure and her exceptional people skills, and as usual Hermione had been left in the dark. And now Nia probably thought Hermione had thought of the prank.
A cool sneer brought her out of her reverie. Draco Malfoy draped himself carelessly over a becushioned bench in the Great Hall. "Wow, Granger, didn't know your sister was so hot. You must tell her for me, I'll fix that rip in her ~personals~ if she likes. I must do tailor fitting only, of course." His eyes glittered nastily.
Hermione felt a flush stain her cheeks as she fought the urge to curse Malfoy into the ninth generation. It was all she could do to leave quickly, Malfoy's malevolent laughter ringing in her ears.
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Titania ran up to the Common Room, her robes shriveling into soft black thread as she hurried along unfamiliar passages. ~Damn these dratted robes! ~ "Password?" said the Fat Lady, raising one eyebrow. "Dear, me! You haven't been doing anything inappropriate, have you?" She fixed her beady eyes on Nia.
"No'm. I've been hit with a charm-I think. Anyway I'm new. Can you please let me in?" Her heart sank as the Fat Lady settled back onto her tiny pouf with a melancholy shake of her head. "Sorry dear. No can do." She grinned as she said the last words, then giggled. "Sound like one of you young ones, I do." With a polite smile Nia sat down to wait for Lav or Parvati to tell her the password.
Hermione burst out of a hanging behind her, making Nia jump. "I swear, Nia, It wasn't my idea! I didn't know . . . Ron . . ." Titania suddenly felt bad. Hermione was her best friend. They had shared everything. Now they were sharing an awesome school! Hermione was crying now, her hands over her face. Nia just got up and hugged her. "It's ok, Mione. It's ok."
Twenty minutes later saw Nia, Hermione, Lavender, and Parvati looking through spell books to recover clothing. Most of the black cloth had gone to Dumbledore for "war issues" so one set of school robes was all anyone was allowed. Nia began to wonder why her sister didn't take more care of her appearance. At home she had had a fierce passion for straighteners, but she couldn't take hers because it wouldn't plug in at Hogwarts. Still, it was no reason to go back to age six, where the two of them hadn't even been allowed to ~look~ at makeup, let alone wear it. Hermione had a beautiful complexion; she didn't need to hide behind her hair.
"Everyone stop!" Commanded Nia. "I am going to make my sister beautiful right now! We don't have any classes till lunch, and that's all the time we need." Parvati and Lavender looked at each other skeptically. Hermione had never even let them cast a drying charm on her. They were surprised when Hermione laughed and sat down at her vanity that was currently buried under a pile of books. They watched in amazement at the following scene.
Nia took out a case of Muggle makeup and brushes. Slowly she brushed on a thick coat of "special shine", a combination of gels and mousses that she had made up herself. Hermione's hair tamed a little, enough that Nia could twist it up into the same knot that Hermione had worn at the Yule Ball in fourth year. A tumble of curls was left framing her heart-shaped face. Lavender whispered to Parvati "Ohmigod! I would die for that skin! Why does she keep it covered?!" Parvati giggled and pointed at Nia's look of concentration as she coaxed Hermione's eyes open.
"Honestly, Mi, it's only what you went to the dance in grade six with. It's not horrible! Look, I'll make it just a plain old plait if you want! No? Okay, so open your eyes!" Hermione opened her eyes. It was true, she was wearing an elegant hairdo, but Nia's gentle hands had made it look natural and laid-back. "Wow" Breathed Lavender, Hermione and Parvati. Nia shrugged modestly, fingering her T-Shirt. "I think we should just go back to finding out how to get me better robes. Snail will kill me if I look like that when I go to my next class."
The three other girls burst into peals of laughter. "Sn-a-a-il! It's Snape, Nia!" Gasped Parvati, her eyes twinkling with mirth. Lavender had tears running down her cheeks. Titania was mystified. It hadn't been ~that~ funny. A flash of silver caught her eye on Hermione's face. The flash shone steadily on all of the girls. Not for nothing, though, was Nia the sister of a bookworm. A gift, it was called the Inner Eye. Sometimes it meant you could tell the future, sometimes you could see magic. Nia was pretty sure she could see magic.
Quick as a flash she flew to the door to find Ron pointing his wand through a crack at the door. "Haven't you done enough?" She demanded, eyes narrow. "I was trying to fix it! Honest!" The spell had obviously been broken. Hermione came to the door. "Ron! You won't fix it with a cheering charm! If you were trying to bewitch Nia into happiness! EEEERRRRGH!!!! BOYS!" Ron had taken to his heels and slid down the slide leading into the Common Room. Hermione giggles. "Common, Nia. We have Lunch next." With there arms around each other, the four girls went down to eat.
A/N okay so it was weird. I've got the sniffles and I can't concentrate. Please REVIEW!!! I LOVE IT WHEN U DO! . . . hey that rhymes! ;)