Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, or any these other characters. I
probably don't even own the plot. But Harry Potter Belongs to J.K.R.
Chapter One: Family love
Hermione Granger stared out the window with only one thought one her mind. Tomorrow she would be heading back to Hogwarts for her final year. "I can't believe tomorrow will be the first day of the end of my life." She spoke to herself as she calmly walked around her room making sure she had everything packed. She quickly crawled into bed falling asleep from sheer excitement and exhaustion. ________________________________________________________________________
The next day Hermione woke promptly at eight o'clock. Being quite pleased with herself for not waking up late and not having to make a mad dash to get ready and leave.
Hermione walked downstairs into to the kitchen to greet her parents Anne and Franklin Granger.
"Morning Mum." Hermione spoke while stifling a yawn. "Morning dad, what's for breakfast?'
"Morning dear." Her mother spoke. "There's juice, toast, and sausage on the counter."
"Are you ready for you last year of school sweetie?" Her father asked looking up from the daily paper as he spoke.
"I don't know, I guess I am." Hermione said while gathering two pieces of buttered toast, three sausages, and a small glass of orange juice. "It's just a little weird to think about the fact that this will be my last year of school. Soon I won't be a kid anymore, I'll be an adult."
"Now isn't that a scary thought?" Her father said while chuckling at his own little joke.
In between her own chuckles her mother said, "Not to worry dear, We all know you'll end up doing something good with your life."
"Yes, Hermione, you are a very smart girl. You're also beautiful and talented. You couldn't make us any prouder." Her father spoke lovingly.
Hermione smiled, shook her head, and rolled her eyes. "Thank Mum, Dad. I'm going to go get ready though, so what time are we living?"
"We will be leaving by nine thirty, so you have a little over an hour." Her mother yelled as Hermione ran up the stairs.
Back in her room Hermione started to get ready. She took a quick shower and quickly blow-dried her heavy wet hair. Hermione took a good look in the mirror and she suddenly seemed surprised.
She had finally noticed how much she had matured over the summer. She looked at her naked body in the mirror with only one thought coming to mind, 'I look good.' Hermione had finally taken a good look at herself. She had gained a few pounds and it gave her curves. She noticed her breasts hadn't really grown much. But she thought that with her petite size, she didn't want big breasts at all. Over all she though she look good. Standing at five foot two, weighing 110 pounds, with long, curly, silky, chestnut hair, honey colored eyes, ivory skin with freckles dotted across her nose, and a small, but luscious mouth. She also smelt good now. Her favorite scent, strawberries and vanilla. She had a little confidence boost thinking that she looked pretty good for once.
"I just hope no one else notices." Hermione spoke getting her tooth-brush ready. She didn't want any one to notice for what she thought was a good reason. She didn't want guys to only like her now because she looked prettier. She wanted a guy who appreciated her intelligence and her self as a person. Someone who could love her and respect her at the same time. She never wanted to be thought of as only a pretty girl.
Hermione then walked into her bedroom. She walked over to her dresser and picked out a light pink pair of cotton panties and her light pink bra. She walked over to her closet and picked out her outfit to wear on the way to Hogwarts. She chose her burgundy, half sleeve sweater and her dark denim skirt that came only a few inches above the knee. She wore her below the knee burgundy stockings and slightly black high-heeled clogs.
Hermione walked back into the bathroom to finish getting ready. She put a sweep of golden eye shadow over her eyelids and a touch of strawberry lip- gloss across her lips. She put her curly chestnut hair into a ponytail to accent her slightly heart-shaped face.
"Hermione, we need to leave in a few minutes." Her mother yelled from downstairs.
"Okay Mum, I'll be down in a minute." Hermione said, taking one last look in the mirror before walking out the bathroom door.
Chapter One: Family love
Hermione Granger stared out the window with only one thought one her mind. Tomorrow she would be heading back to Hogwarts for her final year. "I can't believe tomorrow will be the first day of the end of my life." She spoke to herself as she calmly walked around her room making sure she had everything packed. She quickly crawled into bed falling asleep from sheer excitement and exhaustion. ________________________________________________________________________
The next day Hermione woke promptly at eight o'clock. Being quite pleased with herself for not waking up late and not having to make a mad dash to get ready and leave.
Hermione walked downstairs into to the kitchen to greet her parents Anne and Franklin Granger.
"Morning Mum." Hermione spoke while stifling a yawn. "Morning dad, what's for breakfast?'
"Morning dear." Her mother spoke. "There's juice, toast, and sausage on the counter."
"Are you ready for you last year of school sweetie?" Her father asked looking up from the daily paper as he spoke.
"I don't know, I guess I am." Hermione said while gathering two pieces of buttered toast, three sausages, and a small glass of orange juice. "It's just a little weird to think about the fact that this will be my last year of school. Soon I won't be a kid anymore, I'll be an adult."
"Now isn't that a scary thought?" Her father said while chuckling at his own little joke.
In between her own chuckles her mother said, "Not to worry dear, We all know you'll end up doing something good with your life."
"Yes, Hermione, you are a very smart girl. You're also beautiful and talented. You couldn't make us any prouder." Her father spoke lovingly.
Hermione smiled, shook her head, and rolled her eyes. "Thank Mum, Dad. I'm going to go get ready though, so what time are we living?"
"We will be leaving by nine thirty, so you have a little over an hour." Her mother yelled as Hermione ran up the stairs.
Back in her room Hermione started to get ready. She took a quick shower and quickly blow-dried her heavy wet hair. Hermione took a good look in the mirror and she suddenly seemed surprised.
She had finally noticed how much she had matured over the summer. She looked at her naked body in the mirror with only one thought coming to mind, 'I look good.' Hermione had finally taken a good look at herself. She had gained a few pounds and it gave her curves. She noticed her breasts hadn't really grown much. But she thought that with her petite size, she didn't want big breasts at all. Over all she though she look good. Standing at five foot two, weighing 110 pounds, with long, curly, silky, chestnut hair, honey colored eyes, ivory skin with freckles dotted across her nose, and a small, but luscious mouth. She also smelt good now. Her favorite scent, strawberries and vanilla. She had a little confidence boost thinking that she looked pretty good for once.
"I just hope no one else notices." Hermione spoke getting her tooth-brush ready. She didn't want any one to notice for what she thought was a good reason. She didn't want guys to only like her now because she looked prettier. She wanted a guy who appreciated her intelligence and her self as a person. Someone who could love her and respect her at the same time. She never wanted to be thought of as only a pretty girl.
Hermione then walked into her bedroom. She walked over to her dresser and picked out a light pink pair of cotton panties and her light pink bra. She walked over to her closet and picked out her outfit to wear on the way to Hogwarts. She chose her burgundy, half sleeve sweater and her dark denim skirt that came only a few inches above the knee. She wore her below the knee burgundy stockings and slightly black high-heeled clogs.
Hermione walked back into the bathroom to finish getting ready. She put a sweep of golden eye shadow over her eyelids and a touch of strawberry lip- gloss across her lips. She put her curly chestnut hair into a ponytail to accent her slightly heart-shaped face.
"Hermione, we need to leave in a few minutes." Her mother yelled from downstairs.
"Okay Mum, I'll be down in a minute." Hermione said, taking one last look in the mirror before walking out the bathroom door.