"Hermione, wait!" Draco ran down the stairs, fastening his shirt as he
went. He saw Hermione standing expectantly at the bottom, wrapped in a
black cloak. He jumped the last four steps. "I cant believe you nearly
went without me!" he exclaimed.
"I didn't silly. Who do you think woke you up at this unholy hour of the morning?"
"You?"
"No, the tooth fairy you clot. Of course it was me. I wasn't going to leave without saying goodbye."
Draco hugged her, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, revealing a white shirt, grey, blue and black plaid skirt and knee high black lace up boots.
"That's the uniform?" he asked.
"No its fancy dress." Hermione murmured.
"It's not Halloween yet love."
"I know."
"Miss Granger, are you ready?" McGonagall came down the stairs.
"I am." Hermione pulled back and kissed Draco softly on the lips. "Wait for me?" she asked softly.
"No one else. Same?"
"I couldn't do anything but." Hermione kissed him again, then she turned.
"Hermione!" Ron came flying down the stairs. "Don't you dare leave without saying goodbye."
Hermione laughed. "Goodbye Ron." He enveloped her in a hug, and then she stepped back. "I have to go. I'll see you at easter, yeah?"
"Definitely." Ron answered. Draco didn't say anything.
"Love you Draco. Bye Ron." Hermione grinned and then walked out of the doors into the chilly morning twilight, McGonagall following.
They arrived at Beauxbatons at ten am. Madame Maxime met them at the front door. Beauxbatons was like an old French palace, very grand with huge beautiful gardens.
"Bonjour, Professor Dumbledore, and Miss Granger." Madame Maxime smiled. Dumbledore bowed, and Hermione smiled. Madame Maxime led them into the school, and up to her office, which was a large room draped in blue velvet.
"You know, Miss Granger, that you vill be acting as Head Girl here?"
"Yes."
"I shall 'ave the Head Boy instruct you in how ve vork here, you will be sharing a common room with him. But in any other matters, Emily DeLucia vill help you. Do you 'ave any questions?"
"Not yet." Hermione said with a smile. Madame Maxime returned the smile.
"Vould you like me to call Miss DeLucia, and then you can get organized vile I talk vith Professor Dumbledore."
"Yes please." Hermione said.
"I'll see you next term, Miss Granger."
"Alright. Thank you Professor."
"Have a good term, Miss Granger."
"I will. You too, Professor."
"Assuredly." Dumbledore smiled, and Emily DeLucia knocked on the door.
"So you're the new Head Girl?" Emily asked.
"Yes. Hermione Granger."
"Emily DeLucia. You've got all the uniform and books and stuff?"
"Yeah." Hermione pulled off her cloak, and slung it over her arm. Emily stared.
"We need to do something about that." Emily said.
"What?"
"It's not quite the uniform. You're close, but not quite." Emily took out her wand, and with a few well chosen words, she shortened Hermione's skirt from knee length to halfway down her thighs. She lightened the black tights Hermione was wearing to skin tone, and tightened Hermione's shirt, loosened the tie, and made the jumper more baggy. She also took the tie out of Hermione's hair. "It looks a lot better down." Hermione looked down at herself.
"I look like a slut!" she exclaimed.
"We all look like sluts darling. Its part of what we do. You'll get used to it. But the best way of fitting in will be do try and follow my advice. I've been here since first year and there isn't much about this school that I don't know." Hermione smiled weakly.
"Now. Let's go meet your house. Jenna was from Darkstar, so we'll go there first. Darkstar is the black and silver."
"You're in Darkstar?"
"Yep. Best house there is. The others are Moonspill, which is blue and silver, Earthsun, which is green and gold, and Darklight, which is purple and white."
"Okay. Moonspill, Darklight and Earthsun."
"Yep."
"Good." The two walked down the hallway, Hermione feeling self-conscious about her skirt.
"Alright, stop." Emily smiled at her. "Stop pulling at your skirt. It doesn't get any longer. If anything, its still too long. Back straight, chin up, shoulders down. Remember, you are Head Girl here. If let them forget it, they'll walk all over you. Try not to be surprised by anything you see. The teachers know all about everything here."
"What are you warning me about?"
"Everything. Now, are you ready?" Hermione nodded, and Emily traced a quick pattern on the wall beside them, which faded away to reveal and black and silver decorated common room, which was full of people lounging around. Emily walked in first and cleared her voice. "This is our new Head Girl, Hermione Granger." She announced loudly. Silence fell on the common room. Hermione walked forward with confidence she didn't really have.
She looked around impressively. Then smiled. "Hi." Was all she said. They stared back at her. Hermione heard someone come in behind her.
"What's going on?" A guy asked.
"Cole." Emily turned around gratefully, and Hermione turned slightly to see Cole. "This is Granger, the Head Girl.
"Let's see you then." Cole said, and turned Hermione around. He let his eyes travel down her body. "Not bad." Hermione looked him up and down. He wasn't bad looking himself.
He turned to the silent common room. "She's Head Girl, got it? Same respect as you give me." Cole wrapped his arm around Hermione's waist and she felt decidedly guilty. The common room nodded. "Good. Now go back to whatever you were doing." The common room did as it was told. Hermione twisted out of Cole's grip.
"what's up?" he asked.
"I have a boyfriend." Hermione said coldly.
"Here? What kind of loser would you go out with here?"
"At Hogwarts."
"What kind of loser would you go out with there?"
"Draco Malfoy." Hermione retorted. Cole's eyes widened.
"A Malfoy huh? I change my mind. You have taste. Shame you didn't go for a Zabini though."
"The only Zabini in my school is a girl, and I don't swing that way." Hermione said. Cole laughed.
"So I take it you're a Zabini?"
"That's me."
"Cool. Apparently you're meant to show me round."
"Yep. Come on, I'll show you the common room."
"What are the symbols that Emily traced on the door?" Hermione asked as they exited the common room.
"Oh. Darkstar is simply a star with a scribble through the middel, Earthsun is basically a sun, Darklight is lightening with a squiggle through it and Moonspill is a circle with lines coming off the bottom. The drawings are pretty simple, but you have to be in that house for them to work."
"Okay."
"You know you really are a beautiful woman, even if you aren't used to a skirt that short. You'll get over it."
"Thanks I guess." Hermione said. She looked at Cole. He was grinning as he kept walking. "You're an idiot!" she said
"No. Just used to what happens around here. This is the place." Cole stopped and traced what was visibly a little heart on the wall.
"A heart?"
"I was going out with Julianna Evesham when we became Head Boy and Girl. When she started sleeping around I broke up with her."
"Ow. I'm sorry."
"Nah. It wouldn't have lasted much longer anyway." Cole walked through the opening into a black and silver room. There was an awful lot of the silvery white, so the room wasn't as dark as it could have been.
"So how long you and Malfoy been going out?" he asked, an obvious change of topic.
"Since summer."
"Aw. Romantic summer?"
"Not really. I was going out with Harry at the time."
"Harry.?"
"Potter. He got really mad at me."
"You cheated on Potter?" Cole laughed. "Man that's good. Glad to see his life isn't all perfect."
"Far from it!" Hermione defended. "He's had run ins with Voldemort almost every year!"
"Yeah, I know. But still. Good on you Granger."
"Whatever. You are so weird."
"I'm weird! You're the one who cant wear a decent skirt!"
"I'm sorry, but this," Hermione stood up and modelled for him, "is not a decent skirt. This is the kind of skirt Pansy Parkinson would wear."
"Who?"
"Hogwart's resident slut."
"Ah. Bit like Julie, then."
"No comment. So anyway, what was Emily trying to warn me about?"
"Didn't you see them shooting up?"
"Excuse me?" Hermione said incredulously.
"Shoot up. You know, heroin."
"You do drugs here?" Hermione exclaimed.
"Duh. You get used to it after a while."
"Whatever. Not bloody likely." Hermione huffed.
"Well, what's the point of being mad? They wont listen to you if you tell them to stop, mainly because most are so hooked they couldn't quit if they wanted."
"That addicted?"
"Yep." Hermione pulled a face. "Like I said, you'll get used to it." Cole smiled, and got up, leaving Hermione alone in the common room.
A/N I've changed my name to Istalindar because I don't wanna be Rana2, even if I was Rana first! *sulks* anyway. Here is more of the story, and please keep reviewing or I'll get bored and stop writing. Istalindar/
"I didn't silly. Who do you think woke you up at this unholy hour of the morning?"
"You?"
"No, the tooth fairy you clot. Of course it was me. I wasn't going to leave without saying goodbye."
Draco hugged her, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, revealing a white shirt, grey, blue and black plaid skirt and knee high black lace up boots.
"That's the uniform?" he asked.
"No its fancy dress." Hermione murmured.
"It's not Halloween yet love."
"I know."
"Miss Granger, are you ready?" McGonagall came down the stairs.
"I am." Hermione pulled back and kissed Draco softly on the lips. "Wait for me?" she asked softly.
"No one else. Same?"
"I couldn't do anything but." Hermione kissed him again, then she turned.
"Hermione!" Ron came flying down the stairs. "Don't you dare leave without saying goodbye."
Hermione laughed. "Goodbye Ron." He enveloped her in a hug, and then she stepped back. "I have to go. I'll see you at easter, yeah?"
"Definitely." Ron answered. Draco didn't say anything.
"Love you Draco. Bye Ron." Hermione grinned and then walked out of the doors into the chilly morning twilight, McGonagall following.
They arrived at Beauxbatons at ten am. Madame Maxime met them at the front door. Beauxbatons was like an old French palace, very grand with huge beautiful gardens.
"Bonjour, Professor Dumbledore, and Miss Granger." Madame Maxime smiled. Dumbledore bowed, and Hermione smiled. Madame Maxime led them into the school, and up to her office, which was a large room draped in blue velvet.
"You know, Miss Granger, that you vill be acting as Head Girl here?"
"Yes."
"I shall 'ave the Head Boy instruct you in how ve vork here, you will be sharing a common room with him. But in any other matters, Emily DeLucia vill help you. Do you 'ave any questions?"
"Not yet." Hermione said with a smile. Madame Maxime returned the smile.
"Vould you like me to call Miss DeLucia, and then you can get organized vile I talk vith Professor Dumbledore."
"Yes please." Hermione said.
"I'll see you next term, Miss Granger."
"Alright. Thank you Professor."
"Have a good term, Miss Granger."
"I will. You too, Professor."
"Assuredly." Dumbledore smiled, and Emily DeLucia knocked on the door.
"So you're the new Head Girl?" Emily asked.
"Yes. Hermione Granger."
"Emily DeLucia. You've got all the uniform and books and stuff?"
"Yeah." Hermione pulled off her cloak, and slung it over her arm. Emily stared.
"We need to do something about that." Emily said.
"What?"
"It's not quite the uniform. You're close, but not quite." Emily took out her wand, and with a few well chosen words, she shortened Hermione's skirt from knee length to halfway down her thighs. She lightened the black tights Hermione was wearing to skin tone, and tightened Hermione's shirt, loosened the tie, and made the jumper more baggy. She also took the tie out of Hermione's hair. "It looks a lot better down." Hermione looked down at herself.
"I look like a slut!" she exclaimed.
"We all look like sluts darling. Its part of what we do. You'll get used to it. But the best way of fitting in will be do try and follow my advice. I've been here since first year and there isn't much about this school that I don't know." Hermione smiled weakly.
"Now. Let's go meet your house. Jenna was from Darkstar, so we'll go there first. Darkstar is the black and silver."
"You're in Darkstar?"
"Yep. Best house there is. The others are Moonspill, which is blue and silver, Earthsun, which is green and gold, and Darklight, which is purple and white."
"Okay. Moonspill, Darklight and Earthsun."
"Yep."
"Good." The two walked down the hallway, Hermione feeling self-conscious about her skirt.
"Alright, stop." Emily smiled at her. "Stop pulling at your skirt. It doesn't get any longer. If anything, its still too long. Back straight, chin up, shoulders down. Remember, you are Head Girl here. If let them forget it, they'll walk all over you. Try not to be surprised by anything you see. The teachers know all about everything here."
"What are you warning me about?"
"Everything. Now, are you ready?" Hermione nodded, and Emily traced a quick pattern on the wall beside them, which faded away to reveal and black and silver decorated common room, which was full of people lounging around. Emily walked in first and cleared her voice. "This is our new Head Girl, Hermione Granger." She announced loudly. Silence fell on the common room. Hermione walked forward with confidence she didn't really have.
She looked around impressively. Then smiled. "Hi." Was all she said. They stared back at her. Hermione heard someone come in behind her.
"What's going on?" A guy asked.
"Cole." Emily turned around gratefully, and Hermione turned slightly to see Cole. "This is Granger, the Head Girl.
"Let's see you then." Cole said, and turned Hermione around. He let his eyes travel down her body. "Not bad." Hermione looked him up and down. He wasn't bad looking himself.
He turned to the silent common room. "She's Head Girl, got it? Same respect as you give me." Cole wrapped his arm around Hermione's waist and she felt decidedly guilty. The common room nodded. "Good. Now go back to whatever you were doing." The common room did as it was told. Hermione twisted out of Cole's grip.
"what's up?" he asked.
"I have a boyfriend." Hermione said coldly.
"Here? What kind of loser would you go out with here?"
"At Hogwarts."
"What kind of loser would you go out with there?"
"Draco Malfoy." Hermione retorted. Cole's eyes widened.
"A Malfoy huh? I change my mind. You have taste. Shame you didn't go for a Zabini though."
"The only Zabini in my school is a girl, and I don't swing that way." Hermione said. Cole laughed.
"So I take it you're a Zabini?"
"That's me."
"Cool. Apparently you're meant to show me round."
"Yep. Come on, I'll show you the common room."
"What are the symbols that Emily traced on the door?" Hermione asked as they exited the common room.
"Oh. Darkstar is simply a star with a scribble through the middel, Earthsun is basically a sun, Darklight is lightening with a squiggle through it and Moonspill is a circle with lines coming off the bottom. The drawings are pretty simple, but you have to be in that house for them to work."
"Okay."
"You know you really are a beautiful woman, even if you aren't used to a skirt that short. You'll get over it."
"Thanks I guess." Hermione said. She looked at Cole. He was grinning as he kept walking. "You're an idiot!" she said
"No. Just used to what happens around here. This is the place." Cole stopped and traced what was visibly a little heart on the wall.
"A heart?"
"I was going out with Julianna Evesham when we became Head Boy and Girl. When she started sleeping around I broke up with her."
"Ow. I'm sorry."
"Nah. It wouldn't have lasted much longer anyway." Cole walked through the opening into a black and silver room. There was an awful lot of the silvery white, so the room wasn't as dark as it could have been.
"So how long you and Malfoy been going out?" he asked, an obvious change of topic.
"Since summer."
"Aw. Romantic summer?"
"Not really. I was going out with Harry at the time."
"Harry.?"
"Potter. He got really mad at me."
"You cheated on Potter?" Cole laughed. "Man that's good. Glad to see his life isn't all perfect."
"Far from it!" Hermione defended. "He's had run ins with Voldemort almost every year!"
"Yeah, I know. But still. Good on you Granger."
"Whatever. You are so weird."
"I'm weird! You're the one who cant wear a decent skirt!"
"I'm sorry, but this," Hermione stood up and modelled for him, "is not a decent skirt. This is the kind of skirt Pansy Parkinson would wear."
"Who?"
"Hogwart's resident slut."
"Ah. Bit like Julie, then."
"No comment. So anyway, what was Emily trying to warn me about?"
"Didn't you see them shooting up?"
"Excuse me?" Hermione said incredulously.
"Shoot up. You know, heroin."
"You do drugs here?" Hermione exclaimed.
"Duh. You get used to it after a while."
"Whatever. Not bloody likely." Hermione huffed.
"Well, what's the point of being mad? They wont listen to you if you tell them to stop, mainly because most are so hooked they couldn't quit if they wanted."
"That addicted?"
"Yep." Hermione pulled a face. "Like I said, you'll get used to it." Cole smiled, and got up, leaving Hermione alone in the common room.
A/N I've changed my name to Istalindar because I don't wanna be Rana2, even if I was Rana first! *sulks* anyway. Here is more of the story, and please keep reviewing or I'll get bored and stop writing. Istalindar/