The Granger Dilemma
4. –Diagon Alley-
The summer holidays had passed by in a flash and soon it was time for getting school supplies in Diagon Alley. Felicia sleepily dragged herself down the stairs. It was 7:00 am and she wasn't used to getting up this early. Not after a month of waking up at 10:00 am or 11:00 am.
As she entered the kitchen, she saw Hermione and Ginny sitting peacefully, eating scrambled eggs and toast. Felicia plopped down onto a chair, greeting everybody with a, "Good morning all!"
Mrs. Weasley put down a plate of delicious scrambled eggs in front of her and passed her some toast. Felicia thanked Mrs. Weasley before tucking in. She was feeling ravenous this morning.
Suddenly a large clunking sound was heard and Fred and George rushed into the kitchen shouting that they were feeling famished. Harry and Ron, trailed not far behind. They both looked exhausted, and sleepy just like Felicia.
"C'mon now children, you've got to be looking lively and energetic," Mrs. Weasley remarked. "Aren't you feeling excited for another year of Hogwarts?"
"We are mum," Ron moaned, "It's just that I'm feeling totally worn out after Quidditch last night, and I'm not used to waking up this early."
"Well, well, you better get yourself together young man, as soon as your back at Hogwarts, waking up at 7:00 am will be your usual routine now won't it?" Mrs. Weasley chastised.
Harry gave Ron a look of, 'yeah right' trying not to burst out laughing but failed miserably. They never woke up that early at Hogwarts, the earliest they ever woke up was 8:00 am and rushed down to breakfast. Hermione luckily stopped Mrs. Weasley from looking Harry's way by asking, "Mrs. Weasley, what time will we be leaving for Diagon Alley?"
"As soon as everybody gets ready!" Mrs. Weasley answered merrily. "Fred and George will be taking you this time."
One by one, everyone left the kitchen after finishing breakfast, to get dressed and ready for going to Diagon Alley. Felicia was sitting on the stool in front of Ginny's dressing table, brushing her dirty blonde locks. She took out her wand and articulated a spell which made her hair flow down her back, not as straight as a rod as it used to be but in waves that ended in soft curls.
"Hey, that looks really nice!" Ginny complimented Felicia from where she was, sitting on the bed strapping up her sandals.
"Yeah, the hair really suits you," Hermione said, smiling. She wished there would be some way she could look desirable. Hermione had realized over the summer that she did have feelings for Harry but every time she would tried to tell him, something would happen. Either someone would walk in at that moment, or there would be a crash Fred and George's room and everyone would go rushing there to see what had happened. Hermione did wonder whether Harry felt anything towards her. It hurt when she saw him flirting with Felicia sometimes. However, Felicia did not know about Hermione's feelings.
Hermione was brought out of her reverie by Felicia saying, "Thank you, I was thinking of changing my hair style for quite a while."
As soon as Ginny left the room, Hermione plucked up the courage to ask Felicia for a favor. She knew that this would be embarrassing which was what had put her off the idea for a while but then she decided that she had to ask Felicia for this favor if she wanted to be noticed by Harry. "Um....Felicia?"
"Yeah?" Felicia asked, she was applying lip gloss, and was puckering and pressing her lips together in front of the mirror.
"Well, I was wondering if you could do me a favor..."
"Sure, what is it?" Felicia asked. She put the lip gloss in the pocket of her short denim skirt and turned around to face Hermione.
"Um....would you do something to my hair? I really hate it. It's always frizzing and so annoyingly bushy," Hermione moaned.
"No problem!" Felicia exclaimed, taking out her wand. "Believe me, I know what your saying. I am your identical twin you know, I used to have bushy brown hair too." Felicia sighed. "Then I found this book in the library at my old school which showed some really neat hair spells, so I thought to myself, 'Felicia, you don't have to suffer like this.' See me now? I've got myself really nice hair, more self-confidence and no one can put me down. I don't take any insults from anyone either!" She grinned. Felicia walked around Hermione saying, "Hmmmm....now what shall we do with your hair?" she paused facing Hermione and posed, "Do you have any style that you want me to do? Or should I just do whatever I think will look nice on you?"
"Nope, I don't have any particular style that I want, so if you could just put whatever you think will suit me and.......er.....make me look attractive," Hermione said, her cheeks starting to flush a shade of crimson.
"Hermione, you shouldn't think like that! You should be more confident with yourself. You are desirable, and after I do your hair, you'll be even more desirable!" Felicia exclaimed, beaming at Hermione.
"All right, if you say so..." Hermione said shrugging.
"C'mon, look happy!" Felicia ordered lifting Hermione's chin up, to face her. Hermione attempted a smile. "That's better," Felicia stated, and then cocking an eyebrow and putting on an absolutely mischievous smile, she asked, "Who's the lucky guy?"
"Oh, no one really," Hermione squirmed, while blushing.
"Oh c'mon, I am your twin sister, you can tell me these things," Felicia said raising her eyebrows. "So?"
"Er.........Harry," Hermione stammered.
"Harry?" Felicia asked looking bewildered. "I though you guys were just best friends."
"We are...it's just....I realized last month that I had feelings for him," Hermione stated blushing furiously.
"You guys would make a cute couple," Felicia remarked and didn't pursue the subject any further. "So.....how about I curl your hair, you know like in ringlets and dye it reddish brown?"
"Okay," Hermione replied.
"Close your eyes then," Felicia said, smiling.
"Uh...okay," Hermione said a little apprehensively.
"C'mon, you can trust me you know!" Felicia stated looking slightly hurt that Hermione didn't believe in her.
With a swish of her wand, Felicia did the spell and smiled at her achievement. Hermione's hair turned out just as she meant it to be. "Okay, now open your eyes!"
Hermione looked in awe at the girl staring back at her in the mirror. She never imagined she could look so good. It just totally lifted her spirits. Her hair looked magnificent. It now looked just as striking as Felicia's hair. Hermione's hair was a shade of reddish brown and fell in spirals until just below her shoulders. She felt so cheerful and happy and engulfed Felicia in a warm hug. "Thanks Felicia! Thanks so much!" Hermione thanked her over and over again. "I am truly grateful to you for doing that Felicia, I owe you one, big time!"
"It was nothing," Felicia said, blushing slightly at all the praise that Hermione was showering on her. "Just helping out my one and only twin sister!" Felicia grinned.
"Okay, um....shall we go down then?" Hermione posed walking towards the door.
"Sure, you go on ahead, I'll be down in a second," Felicia replied.
"All right," Hermione nodded and started down the corridor and down the stairs. Before Hermione left, she saw Felicia stepping into her high heeled sandals.
As Hermione entered the kitchen, Ron greeted her, "Hey Hermione," then when he saw the change in her hair, his eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Hey what have you done to your hair?"
Hermione started to blush in embarrassment, and was wondering what to say to Ron, as he probably though she looked ghastly. However, she was put out of her misery of answering Ron when Fred and George entered and they hooted and whistled, "Oooooooh, Hermione! You look fantastic!"
Hermione beamed and responded with a, "Thanks." At least someone thought she looked nice. Then, Harry came into the kitchen.
"Hey everyone, let's get g-" Harry paused as his eyes fell on Hermione. She looked so different from the Hermione he knew and loved. The Hermione who was his best friend. Nevertheless, Hermione looked fabulous with her new hair do. "Wow, Hermione, you look great, the hair really suits you!" he said grinning broadly at her.
Hermione felt so happy. Nothing could have spoiled her happiness at that moment. Harry had just told her that she looked good! "Thanks Harry!" Hermione exclaimed and hugged him.
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Felicia took one last look at herself and adjusted her skirt in front of Ginny's mirror and started down the corridor towards the stairs. She heard the ghoul in the attic clanking it's chains as loudly as it possibly could and she bounded down the stairs and entered the kitchen.
She was greeted by Fred and George whistling at her and Felicia grinned, and made a gesture of thanks with her hand. Harry commented on her hair and said that it looked nice. She thanked him as well and took the floo powder that George had handed her and stood in front of the fire place. Fred explained to Felicia that she had to step into the fireplace, and throw the floo powder down shouting out, 'Diagon Alley!'
Harry went first. Now that he had experience with floo powder, he had no problem and instantly shouted, "Diagon Alley!" With that, there was a green flash of flames and Harry was gone.
Felicia quickly stepped in after Harry and did the same. Her head started spinning and she felt like she was whirling through the air. The wind against her skin was making her feel quite chilly. She had after all never traveled by floo powder and therefore wasn't used to the feeling. All of a sudden, she felt the ground beneath her feet and she stumbled out of the fireplace, about to fall right on her face, but luckily for her Harry grabbed her by the arm and steadied her balance.
Opening her eyes, she found herself in what seemed to be a small room with stone walls. It was extremely gloomy. Felicia glanced at Harry, this room was making her extremely uncomfortable. Harry motioned towards the door and started walking towards it while beckoning for her to follow. The two of them reached the door and Harry pulled it open.
The bright sunshine greeted them. Squinting and adjusting his eyes to the brightness, Harry saw the sign opposite of a shop saying 'Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions', he knew they were in Diagon Alley.
"Oooh, I need to get some robes!" Felicia exclaimed seeing the sign. Harry told her that they'd all meet her to go for books in front of Flourish and Blotts, and told her that she'd find it, as it could never be missed.
Felicia stepped in through the door of Madam Malkins' and found herself in a large room filled with different colored robes of different styles and fashions. She knew she'd be needing black robes for Hogwarts but decided to buy two or three colored ones as well.
Casually, she walked up to the counter and rang the little bell. A lady wearing cobalt blue robes arrived and announced, "Welcome to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, how may I help you dear?"
The lady seemed nice enough and Felicia explained that she needed some black Hogwarts robes and maybe two colored ones, "I'd like to choose between whatever colors would suit me...so if you could just give me a variation of colors to choose from, I'd be extremely grateful!"
"No problem dear!" the woman replied and said, "I'll be right back!"
After the woman had disappeared through a doorway, Felicia decided to pass the time by looking at the magazines on the counter, she flipped through one, looking at all the different wizards and witches modeling robes of vibrant colors. Felicia heard the door open behind her and some one walked to the counter. As she glanced through the corner of her eye, she saw that it was a boy around her age. His silvery blonde hair was falling over his eyes and he had a build of a Quidditch player. Extremely tall. Felicia noticed that she was two or three inches shorter than the boy.
Draco Malfoy hit the counter in frustration, he had rung the bell a few times but no one had come to his assistance. He hadn't noticed Felicia next to him and said to himself out loud, "Why can't these stupid shop assistants come when they are needed!?!" he said exasperatedly. "My father could put them out of business anytime he wanted...and unless this damned shop assistant comes soon, that will be this shop's fate."
The boy's impatience annoyed Felicia and she snapped, "If you could just be a little tolerant!" She turned to face the boy, "The shop assistant left to get me some robes, she'll be back in a bit!"
"Granger!" the boy exclaimed, clearly surprised. Taking a sweeping look at her from top to bottom and back, he smirked, "Not bad....so you decided to change your repulsive mousey brown hair, have to say it looks much better now..." Malfoy sniggered, "At least you had some sense to change it."
"What would I care what you think about my hair!?!" Felicia exclaimed, now looking extremely peeved. She wondered who this guy was and what his problem was.
"Temper, temper, Granger," Malfoy remarked.
"Stop calling me Granger, my name's Felicia!" she snapped at the boy.
"Ooooh, what? A name change too?" Malfoy smirked, "I thought your name was something silly...like....what was it? Um.....Hermione or something?"
"I'm Hermione's twin sister you idiot! I am not Hermione!" Felicia snapped at him understanding that this guy thought that she was Hermione.
"Man...I didn't think lying was your style Granger," Malfoy sneered, raising his eyebrows at her. "I mean...even if it's lying to impress me, did you really think I could ever be impressed by a mudblood like you?"
"How dare you!?!" Felicia shrieked and slapped Draco Malfoy with all her might across the cheek. She couldn't believe his arrogance!
As Malfoy groaned and stroked his cheek, the door to the shop opened and Hermione walked in saying, "Felicia, there you are, you didn't come to the place we were going to meet and I thought you got lost or something- " she stopped abruptly when she saw Draco Malfoy there, still massaging his jaw, but now his mouth was in an unmistakable 'o' shape. He looked absolutely stunned when he saw two Grangers.
"Oh man, look what you've done to me Granger, now I'm seeing double...." Malfoy remarked giving Felicia a glare as he walked towards the door. "Maybe some fresh air will make it better."
"No Malfoy, you're not seeing double, this is my twin sister Felicia," Hermione said putting an arm around her.
Draco Malfoy took one last look of pure astonishment before stepping out though the door into the sunshine.
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A/N : There it is, the fourth chapter! I'm sorry it took ages but hope you like it! Please do me the pleasure of reading and REVIEWING! Thanks a bunch!
I would also like to thank all my reviewers so far, you are what keeps me going! I love you all!
Chandi
4. –Diagon Alley-
The summer holidays had passed by in a flash and soon it was time for getting school supplies in Diagon Alley. Felicia sleepily dragged herself down the stairs. It was 7:00 am and she wasn't used to getting up this early. Not after a month of waking up at 10:00 am or 11:00 am.
As she entered the kitchen, she saw Hermione and Ginny sitting peacefully, eating scrambled eggs and toast. Felicia plopped down onto a chair, greeting everybody with a, "Good morning all!"
Mrs. Weasley put down a plate of delicious scrambled eggs in front of her and passed her some toast. Felicia thanked Mrs. Weasley before tucking in. She was feeling ravenous this morning.
Suddenly a large clunking sound was heard and Fred and George rushed into the kitchen shouting that they were feeling famished. Harry and Ron, trailed not far behind. They both looked exhausted, and sleepy just like Felicia.
"C'mon now children, you've got to be looking lively and energetic," Mrs. Weasley remarked. "Aren't you feeling excited for another year of Hogwarts?"
"We are mum," Ron moaned, "It's just that I'm feeling totally worn out after Quidditch last night, and I'm not used to waking up this early."
"Well, well, you better get yourself together young man, as soon as your back at Hogwarts, waking up at 7:00 am will be your usual routine now won't it?" Mrs. Weasley chastised.
Harry gave Ron a look of, 'yeah right' trying not to burst out laughing but failed miserably. They never woke up that early at Hogwarts, the earliest they ever woke up was 8:00 am and rushed down to breakfast. Hermione luckily stopped Mrs. Weasley from looking Harry's way by asking, "Mrs. Weasley, what time will we be leaving for Diagon Alley?"
"As soon as everybody gets ready!" Mrs. Weasley answered merrily. "Fred and George will be taking you this time."
One by one, everyone left the kitchen after finishing breakfast, to get dressed and ready for going to Diagon Alley. Felicia was sitting on the stool in front of Ginny's dressing table, brushing her dirty blonde locks. She took out her wand and articulated a spell which made her hair flow down her back, not as straight as a rod as it used to be but in waves that ended in soft curls.
"Hey, that looks really nice!" Ginny complimented Felicia from where she was, sitting on the bed strapping up her sandals.
"Yeah, the hair really suits you," Hermione said, smiling. She wished there would be some way she could look desirable. Hermione had realized over the summer that she did have feelings for Harry but every time she would tried to tell him, something would happen. Either someone would walk in at that moment, or there would be a crash Fred and George's room and everyone would go rushing there to see what had happened. Hermione did wonder whether Harry felt anything towards her. It hurt when she saw him flirting with Felicia sometimes. However, Felicia did not know about Hermione's feelings.
Hermione was brought out of her reverie by Felicia saying, "Thank you, I was thinking of changing my hair style for quite a while."
As soon as Ginny left the room, Hermione plucked up the courage to ask Felicia for a favor. She knew that this would be embarrassing which was what had put her off the idea for a while but then she decided that she had to ask Felicia for this favor if she wanted to be noticed by Harry. "Um....Felicia?"
"Yeah?" Felicia asked, she was applying lip gloss, and was puckering and pressing her lips together in front of the mirror.
"Well, I was wondering if you could do me a favor..."
"Sure, what is it?" Felicia asked. She put the lip gloss in the pocket of her short denim skirt and turned around to face Hermione.
"Um....would you do something to my hair? I really hate it. It's always frizzing and so annoyingly bushy," Hermione moaned.
"No problem!" Felicia exclaimed, taking out her wand. "Believe me, I know what your saying. I am your identical twin you know, I used to have bushy brown hair too." Felicia sighed. "Then I found this book in the library at my old school which showed some really neat hair spells, so I thought to myself, 'Felicia, you don't have to suffer like this.' See me now? I've got myself really nice hair, more self-confidence and no one can put me down. I don't take any insults from anyone either!" She grinned. Felicia walked around Hermione saying, "Hmmmm....now what shall we do with your hair?" she paused facing Hermione and posed, "Do you have any style that you want me to do? Or should I just do whatever I think will look nice on you?"
"Nope, I don't have any particular style that I want, so if you could just put whatever you think will suit me and.......er.....make me look attractive," Hermione said, her cheeks starting to flush a shade of crimson.
"Hermione, you shouldn't think like that! You should be more confident with yourself. You are desirable, and after I do your hair, you'll be even more desirable!" Felicia exclaimed, beaming at Hermione.
"All right, if you say so..." Hermione said shrugging.
"C'mon, look happy!" Felicia ordered lifting Hermione's chin up, to face her. Hermione attempted a smile. "That's better," Felicia stated, and then cocking an eyebrow and putting on an absolutely mischievous smile, she asked, "Who's the lucky guy?"
"Oh, no one really," Hermione squirmed, while blushing.
"Oh c'mon, I am your twin sister, you can tell me these things," Felicia said raising her eyebrows. "So?"
"Er.........Harry," Hermione stammered.
"Harry?" Felicia asked looking bewildered. "I though you guys were just best friends."
"We are...it's just....I realized last month that I had feelings for him," Hermione stated blushing furiously.
"You guys would make a cute couple," Felicia remarked and didn't pursue the subject any further. "So.....how about I curl your hair, you know like in ringlets and dye it reddish brown?"
"Okay," Hermione replied.
"Close your eyes then," Felicia said, smiling.
"Uh...okay," Hermione said a little apprehensively.
"C'mon, you can trust me you know!" Felicia stated looking slightly hurt that Hermione didn't believe in her.
With a swish of her wand, Felicia did the spell and smiled at her achievement. Hermione's hair turned out just as she meant it to be. "Okay, now open your eyes!"
Hermione looked in awe at the girl staring back at her in the mirror. She never imagined she could look so good. It just totally lifted her spirits. Her hair looked magnificent. It now looked just as striking as Felicia's hair. Hermione's hair was a shade of reddish brown and fell in spirals until just below her shoulders. She felt so cheerful and happy and engulfed Felicia in a warm hug. "Thanks Felicia! Thanks so much!" Hermione thanked her over and over again. "I am truly grateful to you for doing that Felicia, I owe you one, big time!"
"It was nothing," Felicia said, blushing slightly at all the praise that Hermione was showering on her. "Just helping out my one and only twin sister!" Felicia grinned.
"Okay, um....shall we go down then?" Hermione posed walking towards the door.
"Sure, you go on ahead, I'll be down in a second," Felicia replied.
"All right," Hermione nodded and started down the corridor and down the stairs. Before Hermione left, she saw Felicia stepping into her high heeled sandals.
As Hermione entered the kitchen, Ron greeted her, "Hey Hermione," then when he saw the change in her hair, his eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Hey what have you done to your hair?"
Hermione started to blush in embarrassment, and was wondering what to say to Ron, as he probably though she looked ghastly. However, she was put out of her misery of answering Ron when Fred and George entered and they hooted and whistled, "Oooooooh, Hermione! You look fantastic!"
Hermione beamed and responded with a, "Thanks." At least someone thought she looked nice. Then, Harry came into the kitchen.
"Hey everyone, let's get g-" Harry paused as his eyes fell on Hermione. She looked so different from the Hermione he knew and loved. The Hermione who was his best friend. Nevertheless, Hermione looked fabulous with her new hair do. "Wow, Hermione, you look great, the hair really suits you!" he said grinning broadly at her.
Hermione felt so happy. Nothing could have spoiled her happiness at that moment. Harry had just told her that she looked good! "Thanks Harry!" Hermione exclaimed and hugged him.
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Felicia took one last look at herself and adjusted her skirt in front of Ginny's mirror and started down the corridor towards the stairs. She heard the ghoul in the attic clanking it's chains as loudly as it possibly could and she bounded down the stairs and entered the kitchen.
She was greeted by Fred and George whistling at her and Felicia grinned, and made a gesture of thanks with her hand. Harry commented on her hair and said that it looked nice. She thanked him as well and took the floo powder that George had handed her and stood in front of the fire place. Fred explained to Felicia that she had to step into the fireplace, and throw the floo powder down shouting out, 'Diagon Alley!'
Harry went first. Now that he had experience with floo powder, he had no problem and instantly shouted, "Diagon Alley!" With that, there was a green flash of flames and Harry was gone.
Felicia quickly stepped in after Harry and did the same. Her head started spinning and she felt like she was whirling through the air. The wind against her skin was making her feel quite chilly. She had after all never traveled by floo powder and therefore wasn't used to the feeling. All of a sudden, she felt the ground beneath her feet and she stumbled out of the fireplace, about to fall right on her face, but luckily for her Harry grabbed her by the arm and steadied her balance.
Opening her eyes, she found herself in what seemed to be a small room with stone walls. It was extremely gloomy. Felicia glanced at Harry, this room was making her extremely uncomfortable. Harry motioned towards the door and started walking towards it while beckoning for her to follow. The two of them reached the door and Harry pulled it open.
The bright sunshine greeted them. Squinting and adjusting his eyes to the brightness, Harry saw the sign opposite of a shop saying 'Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions', he knew they were in Diagon Alley.
"Oooh, I need to get some robes!" Felicia exclaimed seeing the sign. Harry told her that they'd all meet her to go for books in front of Flourish and Blotts, and told her that she'd find it, as it could never be missed.
Felicia stepped in through the door of Madam Malkins' and found herself in a large room filled with different colored robes of different styles and fashions. She knew she'd be needing black robes for Hogwarts but decided to buy two or three colored ones as well.
Casually, she walked up to the counter and rang the little bell. A lady wearing cobalt blue robes arrived and announced, "Welcome to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, how may I help you dear?"
The lady seemed nice enough and Felicia explained that she needed some black Hogwarts robes and maybe two colored ones, "I'd like to choose between whatever colors would suit me...so if you could just give me a variation of colors to choose from, I'd be extremely grateful!"
"No problem dear!" the woman replied and said, "I'll be right back!"
After the woman had disappeared through a doorway, Felicia decided to pass the time by looking at the magazines on the counter, she flipped through one, looking at all the different wizards and witches modeling robes of vibrant colors. Felicia heard the door open behind her and some one walked to the counter. As she glanced through the corner of her eye, she saw that it was a boy around her age. His silvery blonde hair was falling over his eyes and he had a build of a Quidditch player. Extremely tall. Felicia noticed that she was two or three inches shorter than the boy.
Draco Malfoy hit the counter in frustration, he had rung the bell a few times but no one had come to his assistance. He hadn't noticed Felicia next to him and said to himself out loud, "Why can't these stupid shop assistants come when they are needed!?!" he said exasperatedly. "My father could put them out of business anytime he wanted...and unless this damned shop assistant comes soon, that will be this shop's fate."
The boy's impatience annoyed Felicia and she snapped, "If you could just be a little tolerant!" She turned to face the boy, "The shop assistant left to get me some robes, she'll be back in a bit!"
"Granger!" the boy exclaimed, clearly surprised. Taking a sweeping look at her from top to bottom and back, he smirked, "Not bad....so you decided to change your repulsive mousey brown hair, have to say it looks much better now..." Malfoy sniggered, "At least you had some sense to change it."
"What would I care what you think about my hair!?!" Felicia exclaimed, now looking extremely peeved. She wondered who this guy was and what his problem was.
"Temper, temper, Granger," Malfoy remarked.
"Stop calling me Granger, my name's Felicia!" she snapped at the boy.
"Ooooh, what? A name change too?" Malfoy smirked, "I thought your name was something silly...like....what was it? Um.....Hermione or something?"
"I'm Hermione's twin sister you idiot! I am not Hermione!" Felicia snapped at him understanding that this guy thought that she was Hermione.
"Man...I didn't think lying was your style Granger," Malfoy sneered, raising his eyebrows at her. "I mean...even if it's lying to impress me, did you really think I could ever be impressed by a mudblood like you?"
"How dare you!?!" Felicia shrieked and slapped Draco Malfoy with all her might across the cheek. She couldn't believe his arrogance!
As Malfoy groaned and stroked his cheek, the door to the shop opened and Hermione walked in saying, "Felicia, there you are, you didn't come to the place we were going to meet and I thought you got lost or something- " she stopped abruptly when she saw Draco Malfoy there, still massaging his jaw, but now his mouth was in an unmistakable 'o' shape. He looked absolutely stunned when he saw two Grangers.
"Oh man, look what you've done to me Granger, now I'm seeing double...." Malfoy remarked giving Felicia a glare as he walked towards the door. "Maybe some fresh air will make it better."
"No Malfoy, you're not seeing double, this is my twin sister Felicia," Hermione said putting an arm around her.
Draco Malfoy took one last look of pure astonishment before stepping out though the door into the sunshine.
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A/N : There it is, the fourth chapter! I'm sorry it took ages but hope you like it! Please do me the pleasure of reading and REVIEWING! Thanks a bunch!
I would also like to thank all my reviewers so far, you are what keeps me going! I love you all!
Chandi