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You've all read it before, who cares!
***Author's Note- Um okay, today I finally posted this story! **High-fives all round!** and so, I've decided on a title and all, how cool? So yeah I know this story is going pretty slowly, but eventually they will get back to school so stop complaining. And there will be an appearance by young mister Malfoy in the not too distant future. So don't fret your pretty little head, I have some brilliant ideas for that boy's new look. **Drool** so without further ado I shall begin!
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Chapter 4- Shopping and an old friend!
Hermione walked through Diagon Alley looking in the windows of cute clothing stores and spending hours in Florish and Botts finding some new reading material.
There was a week and a few days left of summer holidays and Hermione still hadn't heard from Ron. She had sent his letter about 4 days ago, and Tom's owl had arrived back the next day with nothing. She was starting to get angry and she'd decided if he didn't reply soon, she'd send him a howler.
She stopped in front of Florish and Botts, she had already been in there today and bought a fascinating book about healing Crystals. But something in the shop window caught her eye, it was a pale pink book that was entitled: "New looks for a new you!" usually she would never bother with such rubbish. But upon catching sight of her messy curly, bushy hair in the window she thought that maybe she could change.
She entered the shop and looked at the price, it was fairly cheap and she had plenty of money that her grandparents had given her when she'd stayed with them for a weekend in the holidays.
She took the book to the counter and paid for it, hoping no one would recognize her. She walked out of the store and took her purchases back to her room above The Leaky Cauldron.
As she walked through the dingy pub, Tom called her over to the bar.
"Miss Granger, here you go dear, these letters came for you this morning." He said handing her two pieces of parchment.
She hurriedly thanked him and took her letter upstairs where she threw her books onto her bed and looked at the letters.
Neither was written in Ron's handwriting, truthfully they were both official looking letters. She turned the first one over and noticed the hogwarts seal holding it shut. She pried it open and emptied its contents onto her bed.
There was the usual start of term letter and the booklist and then another thin piece of paper.
She unfolded it and her heart leapt at the words.
Dear Miss Hermione Granger (it read)
I am pleased to inform you that you have been chosen as Hogwarts Head Girl this year. This is a very big responsibility and you should be honored that you were chosen. Your headstrong attitude and above average intelligence made you the most capable candidate for the position. Your badge is attached, please make sure it is kept neat and tidy. You shall meet in the prefects' carriage on the Hogwarts train on the 1st of September this year. I look forward to seeing you there.
Yours sincerely,
Headmaster Albus Dumbledore
Hermione screamed! Head Girl! This was the most exciting thing to ever happen to her. But who is Head Boy? The letter didn't say. She'd soon find out.
She rushed a letter to her mother and father and addressed it with the address of the hotel they would be staying in that week and ran down into Muggle London to post it to them. They had specifically asked that she post any letter the normal way, as they didn't expect an owl could make it all the way to America. And the hotel managers might be a little bit suspicious of a couple whom had owls flying to them everyday.
Whilst in muggle London, she stopped at some cute clothing stores and brought some new clothes.
She walked into a cute looking shop called "Senorita" and looked through racks of clothing.
She picked out a few cute skirts and tight jeans and smallish tops and tried them on.
She came out of the change room for the fifth time with a new outfit on, and noticed three girls walking into the shop.
The middle girl looked at her, and furrowed her eyes. Hermione knew her from somewhere, but she couldn't place her. She certainly wasn't from Hogwarts, no Hermione was quite sure that she was a muggle. She shrugged her shoulders and spun to look into the mirror.
She was wearing tight dark jeans that hugged her hips and flared at the bottom. They sat very low and accentuated her newly found curves well. She had a small purple boob tube on, and her horrible bushy hair fell down onto her shoulders. She sighed as her hair wrecked the effect of the clothes terribly. But other then her tangled tresses, she looked divine. She charmed the price tags to have 50% taken off them and took 3 pairs of tight low jeans and 10 cute tops to the counter.
She looked around the shop whilst the girl scanned her clothes in. she spotted the girl she had recognized over near the jewelry and moved towards her to get a closer look.
She picked up a few cute belly button rings and sighed. She wanted to get her belly button pierced and her mum said she could, but she didn't want to have to deal with the pain. She put the rings back and looked at some necklaces.
She went back to the counter to pay for her things and walked out of the shop, with one last look at the girl in the shop. She knew her from somewhere, but she didn't know where!
She walked down towards the leaky cauldron and stopped at McDonalds to get a drink. You couldn't get coke in Diagon Alley and she was really craving it. She bought a super sized coke and walked out of the shop. She was concentrating on not spilling her drink and she bumped right into someone.
Nothing was spilled and no one was hurt, (except perhaps Hermione's pride) and she looked up to apologize to whomever she had bumped into.
She started straight at the girl from the clothing shop.
"Oh, shit I'm so sorry I was look where I was" began Hermione, but the girl smiled at her.
"Hermione?" she asked as she sat down and motioned for Hermione to do the same.
"Uh yes, that's me. Do I know you?" Hermione asked uncertainly. "Yeah, but I've changed a bit. I wouldn't expect you to recognize me. It's me, Ally remember we were friends in primary school?" said the girl.
"ALLY?" Hermione screamed as she hugged the girl sitting next to her. "Oh my goodness Ally, it is so great to see you. No I didn't recognize you. You look so different! You look amazing!" she gasped as she hugged Ally again.
Hermione and Ally walked through London, discussing their lives since they'd last seen each other and finally Ally took Hermione to a piercing place to get her belly button done.
Finally, Ally had to go home and Hermione thought she should too, so they said their good-byes and promised to keep in touch during the school term. And Hermione made her way back to the leaky cauldron even happier then she had been that morning.
She ran upstairs and pulled on her new clothes. She looked so good, except for her hair. She pulled out her wand and the pale pink bound book and flicked through it. It was a complete makeover book, with hair and makeup tricks as well as cosmetic surgery tricks for bigger boobs and smaller butts and such things.
She flicked it to the chapter on hair and began to look for what she wanted.
After trying a few charms, she decided her hair looked the best when it was dead straight with a few highlights. She trimmed a tiny bit of the end to get rid of her split ends and smiled at herself in the mirror. The mirror replied with a low wolf whistle.
"Thanks," Hermione said shyly.
She looked at the letter sitting on her desk. She turned it over and saw a ministry of magic seal on the back. She opened it and read it contents. It was a confirmation of her booking for her apparation test. She had decided that since she was of age and had a lot of time on her hands she would do her test. He appointment was for the next day. Then a wicked idea came to her...
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A/n: To be continued...
***Author's Note- Um okay, today I finally posted this story! **High-fives all round!** and so, I've decided on a title and all, how cool? So yeah I know this story is going pretty slowly, but eventually they will get back to school so stop complaining. And there will be an appearance by young mister Malfoy in the not too distant future. So don't fret your pretty little head, I have some brilliant ideas for that boy's new look. **Drool** so without further ado I shall begin!
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Chapter 4- Shopping and an old friend!
Hermione walked through Diagon Alley looking in the windows of cute clothing stores and spending hours in Florish and Botts finding some new reading material.
There was a week and a few days left of summer holidays and Hermione still hadn't heard from Ron. She had sent his letter about 4 days ago, and Tom's owl had arrived back the next day with nothing. She was starting to get angry and she'd decided if he didn't reply soon, she'd send him a howler.
She stopped in front of Florish and Botts, she had already been in there today and bought a fascinating book about healing Crystals. But something in the shop window caught her eye, it was a pale pink book that was entitled: "New looks for a new you!" usually she would never bother with such rubbish. But upon catching sight of her messy curly, bushy hair in the window she thought that maybe she could change.
She entered the shop and looked at the price, it was fairly cheap and she had plenty of money that her grandparents had given her when she'd stayed with them for a weekend in the holidays.
She took the book to the counter and paid for it, hoping no one would recognize her. She walked out of the store and took her purchases back to her room above The Leaky Cauldron.
As she walked through the dingy pub, Tom called her over to the bar.
"Miss Granger, here you go dear, these letters came for you this morning." He said handing her two pieces of parchment.
She hurriedly thanked him and took her letter upstairs where she threw her books onto her bed and looked at the letters.
Neither was written in Ron's handwriting, truthfully they were both official looking letters. She turned the first one over and noticed the hogwarts seal holding it shut. She pried it open and emptied its contents onto her bed.
There was the usual start of term letter and the booklist and then another thin piece of paper.
She unfolded it and her heart leapt at the words.
Dear Miss Hermione Granger (it read)
I am pleased to inform you that you have been chosen as Hogwarts Head Girl this year. This is a very big responsibility and you should be honored that you were chosen. Your headstrong attitude and above average intelligence made you the most capable candidate for the position. Your badge is attached, please make sure it is kept neat and tidy. You shall meet in the prefects' carriage on the Hogwarts train on the 1st of September this year. I look forward to seeing you there.
Yours sincerely,
Headmaster Albus Dumbledore
Hermione screamed! Head Girl! This was the most exciting thing to ever happen to her. But who is Head Boy? The letter didn't say. She'd soon find out.
She rushed a letter to her mother and father and addressed it with the address of the hotel they would be staying in that week and ran down into Muggle London to post it to them. They had specifically asked that she post any letter the normal way, as they didn't expect an owl could make it all the way to America. And the hotel managers might be a little bit suspicious of a couple whom had owls flying to them everyday.
Whilst in muggle London, she stopped at some cute clothing stores and brought some new clothes.
She walked into a cute looking shop called "Senorita" and looked through racks of clothing.
She picked out a few cute skirts and tight jeans and smallish tops and tried them on.
She came out of the change room for the fifth time with a new outfit on, and noticed three girls walking into the shop.
The middle girl looked at her, and furrowed her eyes. Hermione knew her from somewhere, but she couldn't place her. She certainly wasn't from Hogwarts, no Hermione was quite sure that she was a muggle. She shrugged her shoulders and spun to look into the mirror.
She was wearing tight dark jeans that hugged her hips and flared at the bottom. They sat very low and accentuated her newly found curves well. She had a small purple boob tube on, and her horrible bushy hair fell down onto her shoulders. She sighed as her hair wrecked the effect of the clothes terribly. But other then her tangled tresses, she looked divine. She charmed the price tags to have 50% taken off them and took 3 pairs of tight low jeans and 10 cute tops to the counter.
She looked around the shop whilst the girl scanned her clothes in. she spotted the girl she had recognized over near the jewelry and moved towards her to get a closer look.
She picked up a few cute belly button rings and sighed. She wanted to get her belly button pierced and her mum said she could, but she didn't want to have to deal with the pain. She put the rings back and looked at some necklaces.
She went back to the counter to pay for her things and walked out of the shop, with one last look at the girl in the shop. She knew her from somewhere, but she didn't know where!
She walked down towards the leaky cauldron and stopped at McDonalds to get a drink. You couldn't get coke in Diagon Alley and she was really craving it. She bought a super sized coke and walked out of the shop. She was concentrating on not spilling her drink and she bumped right into someone.
Nothing was spilled and no one was hurt, (except perhaps Hermione's pride) and she looked up to apologize to whomever she had bumped into.
She started straight at the girl from the clothing shop.
"Oh, shit I'm so sorry I was look where I was" began Hermione, but the girl smiled at her.
"Hermione?" she asked as she sat down and motioned for Hermione to do the same.
"Uh yes, that's me. Do I know you?" Hermione asked uncertainly. "Yeah, but I've changed a bit. I wouldn't expect you to recognize me. It's me, Ally remember we were friends in primary school?" said the girl.
"ALLY?" Hermione screamed as she hugged the girl sitting next to her. "Oh my goodness Ally, it is so great to see you. No I didn't recognize you. You look so different! You look amazing!" she gasped as she hugged Ally again.
Hermione and Ally walked through London, discussing their lives since they'd last seen each other and finally Ally took Hermione to a piercing place to get her belly button done.
Finally, Ally had to go home and Hermione thought she should too, so they said their good-byes and promised to keep in touch during the school term. And Hermione made her way back to the leaky cauldron even happier then she had been that morning.
She ran upstairs and pulled on her new clothes. She looked so good, except for her hair. She pulled out her wand and the pale pink bound book and flicked through it. It was a complete makeover book, with hair and makeup tricks as well as cosmetic surgery tricks for bigger boobs and smaller butts and such things.
She flicked it to the chapter on hair and began to look for what she wanted.
After trying a few charms, she decided her hair looked the best when it was dead straight with a few highlights. She trimmed a tiny bit of the end to get rid of her split ends and smiled at herself in the mirror. The mirror replied with a low wolf whistle.
"Thanks," Hermione said shyly.
She looked at the letter sitting on her desk. She turned it over and saw a ministry of magic seal on the back. She opened it and read it contents. It was a confirmation of her booking for her apparation test. She had decided that since she was of age and had a lot of time on her hands she would do her test. He appointment was for the next day. Then a wicked idea came to her...
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A/n: To be continued...