"Beep, beep, beep..." went Hermione's alarm clock. "BEEP, BEEP, BEEP!" went Hermione. As a prefect she had her own private room, so she wasn't in danger of waking anybody up with her profanity. After doing her normal morning routine of dancing around her room in her underwear (this time they were blue and silver) she decided on her red ru- oh wait, that's right, there's a uniform at Hogwarts. Oh well. She wasn't going to let that cramp her style. She took her mandatory kilt and rolled it up a good few inches, so it showed more of her shapely thighs. Then she put on her white shirt, and tied the bottom so it showed her stomach and unbuttoned several of the top buttons. She completed the outfit with her customary spritz of 'Sexy' and headed off to breakfast.

It was the day of the trip to America and Hermione was so exited that they were going. To Amewica! That day!

"It's getting Hot in here! So take off all your clothes!" She sang as she sidled up to the breakfast table.

Harry and Ron were already at the breakfast table. Blaise walked by in his short skirt.

Harry snogged Ginny senseless and Blaise growled. Ginny snuck a peek up his skirt. So did Harry. Ron shoveled mash and bangers into his big fat mouth.

Meanwhile, Hermione was slightly unnerved by Draco, who was staring at her, and didn't show any signs of letting up, even with her looking at him.

Dumbledore stood up to make his morning anouncements, "Attention students. Good Morning. I hope most of you had a good night's sleep, but I suspect that less than half of you slept as well as was appropriate. As you all know, today the 7th years are going to the USA, so would those aforementioned please congregate in the main hall directly after eating breakfast. Now lets eat."

Oh! It was just so exciting to be a teenager!