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Chapter Four

"Time is what keeps everything from happening all at once"

-Crooked-

When I crept back into my dormitory that night, I knew I had made the biggest mistake of my adolescent life. I Hermione Grange appointed the Ugliest Mudblood you will ever lay eyes on, by the ferret king himself. Had rendered his majesty speechless.

I walked in the dorm, cautiously, not sure what to expect from the future death eater. Actually I knew exactly what to expect. Insults, random shots at my confidence, and constant ridicule, like he's done every other day of my life.

But he didn't, he just stared.

For a really, really…….long time.

I wasn't even sure if he was breathing!! Can you imagine how freaked out I was, if this was Malfoys reaction, can't wait until Ron sees me.

"Granger?"

I doubled over with laughter, when he questioned me uncertainly, taking this perfect chance to make his penis feel a little bit smaller.

"Who the hell did you think it was dumb ass? Princes fucking Diana?"

He sneered in response, choosing only to burn a hole through me, with that smoldering gaze of his.

"I'm going to bed; I really do think you should get more sleep Malfoy. The lack of it is making you even stupider than you already are."

A humongous smile was forever plastered on my face; living with Malfoy was some kind of entertainment.

Next morning went as usual, with sudden changes here and there. I was surprised to find that I actually owned make up, must've been my mothers last attempts to open up the female in me. I applied it as carefully as I could, trying to imitate the techniques Parvati used on me the night before. This did me no good at all, because you see there was this small little factor, about myself being blindfolded, when those proceedings occurred.

All in all, I think I did a pretty good job, I began to put my robes on, when I realized it was a Saturday, I didn't have too. So instead, I rummaged through the bundle of clothes Lavender had supplied me with the evening before.

Deciding to delve into my wild side, I picked out a black pleated skirt that reached about 5inches above the knees, the shortest thing I will ever wear, and a simple pink and black tank top matching arm warmers adorning my arms. Slipping on my knee high combat boots, I surveyed myself in the mirror. Totally not recognizing the person who stared back at me. 

Would anyone else?

When I walked out of my bedroom, a wave of self-consciousness flooded over me, as at least 4 pairs of eyes stared at me, all with identical looks of surprise on their faces. I recognized them to be Blaise Zambini, Crabb, Goyle and Malfoy.

Rolling my eyes in frustration, knowing very well that their gazes were directly planted on my now prominent chest, I glared them out of their stupor, and waited for one of the Slytherin monkeys to speak.

 Malfoy spoke up first.

"Granger"

He greeted me nonchalantly, and then resumed his game of wizards' chess with Zambini, sighing at his pig-headededness; I walked out of the common room, still feeling their eyes on me.

Happy to be out of the way of prying eyes, I completely blew off breakfast, and headed down to the lake. Seeking the only few minutes of peace I was to have fore the rest of the week.

Once again I was amazed, when I looked into the lakes shiny depths and saw my reflection gazing back up at me.

How could I change just like that?

I sat down, making myself comfortable.

There was no doubt Harry and Ron will come looking for me, but would they even be able to recognize me now?

With the mention of Ron I cringed inwardly, refusing to think of him that way.

This was going to be the longest day of my life.

"Hermione!!!"

I turned towards the direction of the voice, to see Ginny running toward me, and memories of the night before flitted through my brain; I almost forgot that Ginny was a part of the torture too.

I greeted her with a smile, and moved over slightly so she could join me; she complied and sat down next to me.

"Harry and Ron are looking for you"

She offered sighing in the serenity of the lake.

"I figured as much. I don't want to deal with them until I have too; I have to tell you about what happened with ferret face last night!"

With the mention of 'ferret face', Ginny peered at me dubiously, her curiosity getting the best of her. I told her all of what happened, and a few minutes later, she was rolling around the grass, clutching her sides in laughter.

"Didn't think it was THAT funny"

She wiped the tears from her eyes then replied.

"No it's just something Ron said last night about you and Draco"

"Ron and Draco in the same sentence is never a good thing. What did he say?"

I was well aware of the things Ron said about me behind my back, because as I mentioned before I just wasn't 'fuck-worthy'.

"Harry was worried that Draco might try and hit on you, since you're a girl and all"

"Men"

"I know, I know, I've lived with 7 of em. Anyway, Ron just laughed and said you'd never have a chance. Not even with Ferret face, sometimes I worry that my brother's newfound manhood or lack there of, gets the better of him sometimes"

"How can you stand him? Sometime I just want to hurt him so bad!! He's almost as cocky as Malfoy" It's so aggravating"

"That's why I don't talk to him anymore; I only hear these things through Harry"

I had quite forgotten about the Weasly feud, ever since Ron made Dean Finnegan break up with Ginny last year, there had been a war, myself, of course being the same sex as Ginny, took her side, which only fueled the fire in Ron into a blazing inferno, so that was why he was being even more bitchy lately. 

"Well hello there. Haven't seen your pretty face around here before, did you just transfer?"

I was startled out of my train of thought, by Ron's intimidating voice; I stared up at him in blatant horror.

I was so not ready for this.

"Ginny, sister dear, why don't you introduce me to your new friend"

Ginny giggled helplessly, which Ron took for a girl thing, fixating on me determinedly.

"What ever you say, brother dear,"

She heaved a heavy sigh, shaking her head at her brother's shallowness.

"Ronald Weasley meet, Hermione Granger, Hermione Granger meet Ronald Weasley"

"Hello Ron"

A look of terror blanketed his face, and to my surprise instead of meeting the situation head on, in the traditional oh so Weasley sort of way, he fled like a coward back to the castle, leaving Ginny and I to die, viciously murdered by a laughing fit.

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