"Swell, where are you taking me. There is no such garden." Hermione said trying to fight me a bit.

"If you really didn't want to go, You wouldn't be slowly inching your way there."

*Hermione POV*

She's right. I'm curious.

Sure enough in a couple of minutes I find myself standing in front of a 5 by 5 foot garden. (an: I live in America, I don't know metric system conversion...blame my calc teacher.)

"Is this a joke?"

"No. Me and Toma are staying here." I had to laugh at that. Really, maybe a tiny person could lay down in the garden for a little while, but two people, ha. Plus Toma is like 6'8" (an: I'm figuring Hagrid is like 7'3" or something, so either way without being half giant, Toma is well...pretty giant.) No way he would fit.

"It's enchanted to look like a useless little garden to the untrained eye. Lets step inside." Swell put a light hand on the small of my back and led me through what appeared to be a blocking illusion. I had read about them, of course, but never seen one in person. Brilliant, Actually. So now I'm standing in an extensive garden/meadow and in the middle is a house, quite like Hagrid's, but it looked as if it had two rooms instead of one.

"If ever you need us, we will be here." Swell said walking and opening the front door to invite me into her, at the moment, abode.

"Training. What exactly does that entail?" Swell smiled at me.

"Actually, I believe you're pretty apt at most of the magical things as of yet, since of course your birthday is next week. Tonight I just wanted to get to know you better."

"Oh no, I know what that smile is for. Lavender always got it right before she screamed 'MAKE-OVER' like a raving lunatic." I said backing away.

"Hermione. This Lavender you talk about, she is a student? Yes. Well I'm not going to give you a make-over, I don't much like how make up ruins a girl's natural beauty, I'm offering to cut your hair." This perplexed me. A hair cut...

I've had the same style hair nearly all my life. Except when I was really tiny. I once saw a picture in my muggle home with really short hair messed all over my head. It looked really cute.

But I'm not 5 anymore, I'm a grown woman. It was so cute, and if you don't like it, you can just charm it back to normal. My eyebrow went up slowly as I came to this conclusion.

"Ok. I want it really short."