Chapter Two: A Rather Deformed Potions Class
Then everything went black.
*~Hermione woke up in a pillar of darkness. What's going on? She thought to
herself. Was she dead? Where were her classmates?
Almost as quickly as the light had disappeared, it came on again. She stared in shock at her classmates, not believing what she was seeing.
And she let out a horrified scream
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No longer were her classmates wearing their black wizard's robes, it appeared that they all were wearing free clothes. Harry was wearing free clothes, his dark hair spiked, and was he wearing contacts? Hermione looked at him curiously. Very nice, she thought to herself.
Very, very nice.
Crabbe and Goyle were wearing tuxes. That aspect wouldn't have been so bad if they weren't so fat. Both were wearing a corsage and holding hands. Hermione looked away and grimaced. Neville was smoking a cigar, and was holding a cane with a huge ruby for a handle. He looked at her, and blew smoke in her eyes. A pimp?
Ron was wearing all black, which looked surprisingly good with his bright red hair. He had liberty spikes now, which gave him a punkish appearance. When he cocked his head, she spotted a lip ring on his lower lip. Was their a purpose for that? Hermione caught herself blushing at the thought and turned to stare at the rest of her classmates.
Cho and a fellow prefect, Jess, were talking to each other in the front of the room. Hermione stared at them in shock, looking at what they were and weren't wearing. Both looked very much so like well-paid sluts. They turned to look at her and started whispering, staring at Hermione like she had committed a false crime. Both were soon joined by Lavender and Parvati who looked about the same. They also stared at Hermione and shot her a dirty look.
Hermione's eyes darted around the room and they landed on Malfoy. She was blushing now, because he looked every bit like Harry, only more handsome. Did he know what she had tried to do to him only a few minutes earlier. It didn't look it, because he let out a low laugh, and said,
"Hermione what are you wearing?"
Then everything went black.
*~Hermione woke up in a pillar of darkness. What's going on? She thought to
herself. Was she dead? Where were her classmates?
Almost as quickly as the light had disappeared, it came on again. She stared in shock at her classmates, not believing what she was seeing.
And she let out a horrified scream
*******************************
No longer were her classmates wearing their black wizard's robes, it appeared that they all were wearing free clothes. Harry was wearing free clothes, his dark hair spiked, and was he wearing contacts? Hermione looked at him curiously. Very nice, she thought to herself.
Very, very nice.
Crabbe and Goyle were wearing tuxes. That aspect wouldn't have been so bad if they weren't so fat. Both were wearing a corsage and holding hands. Hermione looked away and grimaced. Neville was smoking a cigar, and was holding a cane with a huge ruby for a handle. He looked at her, and blew smoke in her eyes. A pimp?
Ron was wearing all black, which looked surprisingly good with his bright red hair. He had liberty spikes now, which gave him a punkish appearance. When he cocked his head, she spotted a lip ring on his lower lip. Was their a purpose for that? Hermione caught herself blushing at the thought and turned to stare at the rest of her classmates.
Cho and a fellow prefect, Jess, were talking to each other in the front of the room. Hermione stared at them in shock, looking at what they were and weren't wearing. Both looked very much so like well-paid sluts. They turned to look at her and started whispering, staring at Hermione like she had committed a false crime. Both were soon joined by Lavender and Parvati who looked about the same. They also stared at Hermione and shot her a dirty look.
Hermione's eyes darted around the room and they landed on Malfoy. She was blushing now, because he looked every bit like Harry, only more handsome. Did he know what she had tried to do to him only a few minutes earlier. It didn't look it, because he let out a low laugh, and said,
"Hermione what are you wearing?"