Through the distance, a loud scream rang. It rang shrill through Hogwarts,
echoing through the Great Hall, the stairwell, the Forbidden Forest, all
the way to Cedric Diggory's ears.
"Ahh...Hermione what are you wearing?" Cedric said in an unusually high voice. "I don't know what the bloody hell I'm wearing!" Hermione answered loudly.
She stared at her clothing. There was nothing Hermione-ish about it at all. She looked like a 15 year old hooker. A bloody 15 year old hooker. She looked like she had just come for the Rocky Horror Picture Show, and met Queen Laatifah in Scary Movie 3. She had clumps of mascara falling into her eyes, and her bright pink lipstick was smudged down to her chin. And the last person she wanted to see was Cedric Diggory. Some rather annoying 4th- year girls turned to laugh at her as she made her way across the Great Hall.
Perfect, just perfect, her chances of ever being head girl were ruined. Not like head girl was a priority any more. She ran in her stilletto heels down the long narrow hallway. People turned to stare at her, and she suddenly ran straight into Jess. Her eyes widened in shock as she looked at who she was with. She was with Harry. She felt her eyes watering as another clump of mascara fell into her eyes.
She ran into the bathroom, and then, only then let the tears come. She could hear Jess knocking on the door, but only for a few seconds. Then there was silence.
"Ahh...Hermione what are you wearing?" Cedric said in an unusually high voice. "I don't know what the bloody hell I'm wearing!" Hermione answered loudly.
She stared at her clothing. There was nothing Hermione-ish about it at all. She looked like a 15 year old hooker. A bloody 15 year old hooker. She looked like she had just come for the Rocky Horror Picture Show, and met Queen Laatifah in Scary Movie 3. She had clumps of mascara falling into her eyes, and her bright pink lipstick was smudged down to her chin. And the last person she wanted to see was Cedric Diggory. Some rather annoying 4th- year girls turned to laugh at her as she made her way across the Great Hall.
Perfect, just perfect, her chances of ever being head girl were ruined. Not like head girl was a priority any more. She ran in her stilletto heels down the long narrow hallway. People turned to stare at her, and she suddenly ran straight into Jess. Her eyes widened in shock as she looked at who she was with. She was with Harry. She felt her eyes watering as another clump of mascara fell into her eyes.
She ran into the bathroom, and then, only then let the tears come. She could hear Jess knocking on the door, but only for a few seconds. Then there was silence.