A/N- Yeah first chapter was pretty boring I think, but I hope this one's
better. Enjoy.
Chapter 2- Insecurties
All the first years were sorted and Dumbledore made his annually speech and the feast began. Of course everyone dug into to the assortments of foods, stuffing they're faces, and talking all at the same time. Jessica had been sorted into Gryfindor, which made Hermione happy because now she'd have a friend who would understand girl problems. Hermione noticed that Jessica had tons of food on her plate, but wasn't touching any of it whatsoever. She was about to say something when Harry tapped her shoulder to gain her attention.
"Yes?" Hermione said, turning to her other side to look at Harry.
"What's wrong with Jesse? She's not eatting anything." Harry noted.
"I was about to ask." Hermione said, turning back to Jessica.
Jesssica looked up and smiled brightly, "It's amazing, much better then my old school."
"Yeah, Hogwarts is pretty amazing. Um, if you don't mind me asking, how come your not eatting?" Hermione asked.
Jessica looked at Hermione then Harry who both watched her, waiting for an answer. "Oh, I'm eatting, I was just deciding which to eat first! It all looks so good!" Jessica quickly said, giving them a big smile.
Hermione and Harry smiled back, but Hermione wasn't sure if it was all in all true. But just as she had said, she quickly picked up her fork and began eatting some mashed potatoes. Hermione shrugged off the uneasy feeling she had. Come on, why would Jessica lie to us? She's not evil or anything, or she wouldn't be in Gryfindor, she'd be in Slythrin. She began eatting and talking like everyone else around her. The evening was fine up until the feast ended and she had to go to her new dorms...with Malfoy.
The two heads followed Mcgongal down a new hallway. Hermione was listening to Mcgongal talking when a sharp poke hit the side of her stomache. She turned around swiftly to see Mafloy smirking at her. She clenched her fists, and began to count to back from 10. Soon after she got to 1 another poke came, and she glared over at Malfoy. She walked over next to him.
"Stop it!" Hermione hissed so Mcgongal wouldn't hear.
"Stop what, Granger?" Malfoy asked, innocently.
"Oh, don't even try to act innocent! Everybody knows you're just a stupid bloody prat!"
"Ms. Granger, is there a problem?" Mcgongal asked, looking at them.
"No, professor, everything's fine." She said, smiling.
"Alright then, here's your dorms, and the password is Jelly Belly." She said, turning to leave. "Oh, and try not to kill each other. It would be best if you became friends or at the least be civiled to set a example."
The two noded before continuing to go inside. Hermione stopped just inside, and stopped to look around. The blended the two house colors together wonderful, and everything was perfect. Hermione spotted a bookshelf, and immedaiatly walked over to it. Suprisingly not all the books were for school related subjects, there were some books for lesuire reading too. She began to scan the book spines, and picked out a book called, Blood and Chocolate. The summary seemed interesting enough.
"Should have known, Ms. Bookwarm Granger would already have her nose in a book." A snide voice said, and of course belonged to the one and only Draco Malfoy.
"And of course I should have known you'd never get that boot out of your ass." She snapped back, turning to face him.
"Shove it mudblood. Here's the rules, stay out of my room, and my way. I'll need the shower in the mornings before class, and after Qudditch practice or games. Don't bug me, and don't bring Potter or Wesely in here. I don't want to see them more then I have to. Its bad enough having to deal with you." Malfoy said in a authority voice.
"Fine, and here are my rules. Stay out of my room, and my way. Don't you ever go in my room or through my stuff-"
"If it's laying out in the open I will."
"- I also need the shower in the mornings, and if I ever catch you looking you will not ever see another person for as long as you live. Have a lovely day."
"Like I would want to look in on you, you are on the chubby side. Guys really aren't into to fat, although some werid ones are." He laughed when he saw her face.
"Bugger off!" she yelled, and stomped upstairs.
Hermione slammed her door shut, nearly breaking it off the hinges from the impact. She hated Malfoy with every fiber in her being! But what if he's right? A little voice in her head asked. God, I'm letting MALFOY get to me! Somehow Hermione found herself in the bathroom looking at her self from every angle. Her hair had become straight and long. It was a light golden brown, she even liked her hair now. But now her problem was her weight, not her hair. She never really thought she was fat before. She was slightly chubby, but that was because she ate what she wanted when she wanted and didn't exercise much.
Sighing Hermione headed for the bed after changing into her pajamas. She tried to get to sleep but Malfoy's words rang in her head over and over. Then she saw herself standing in front of the mirror. Hermione soon found her self-wishing she was thin like Jessica, and wondered how she did it. Jessica ate tons of candy and food today, and if she eats like that on a regualr basis then how does she stay so slim? Hermione wondered.
The next day Hermione went down to the Great Hall, determined to not eat like a pig. She sat down and put a little bit of bacon and eggs on her plate, and began to eat as Harry, Ron, and Jessica came down to breakfast. She smiled at them all as they sat down. Ron and Harry sat in front of Hermione and Jessica. All three of them piled tons of food onto they're plate, and Hermione looked down at her own. She sighed and began poking at her food. Ron seemed to have noticed since he looked at her strangly, and put some more eggs on her plate, causing her to look up.
"Whats wrong Herms?" Ron asked.
"Nothing...well not much..." Hermione said, she'd never felt so insecure about her looks before.
"Well, we're here to listen." He said, expecting her to answer.
Now Harry and Jessica were watching her too. Taking a deep breath Hermione asked, "Do you think I'm fat?"
For a moment Harry and Ron couldn't believe they're ears, Hermione Granger was worried about her looks.
"You're not fat, just on the chubby side, which is fine as long as you're comfortable with yourself." Jessica answered smiling.
Hermione decieded not to make it a big deal so she smiled and began eatting like she usually would eat. She didn't have the time to worry about weight, school and grades were more important.
Chapter 2- Insecurties
All the first years were sorted and Dumbledore made his annually speech and the feast began. Of course everyone dug into to the assortments of foods, stuffing they're faces, and talking all at the same time. Jessica had been sorted into Gryfindor, which made Hermione happy because now she'd have a friend who would understand girl problems. Hermione noticed that Jessica had tons of food on her plate, but wasn't touching any of it whatsoever. She was about to say something when Harry tapped her shoulder to gain her attention.
"Yes?" Hermione said, turning to her other side to look at Harry.
"What's wrong with Jesse? She's not eatting anything." Harry noted.
"I was about to ask." Hermione said, turning back to Jessica.
Jesssica looked up and smiled brightly, "It's amazing, much better then my old school."
"Yeah, Hogwarts is pretty amazing. Um, if you don't mind me asking, how come your not eatting?" Hermione asked.
Jessica looked at Hermione then Harry who both watched her, waiting for an answer. "Oh, I'm eatting, I was just deciding which to eat first! It all looks so good!" Jessica quickly said, giving them a big smile.
Hermione and Harry smiled back, but Hermione wasn't sure if it was all in all true. But just as she had said, she quickly picked up her fork and began eatting some mashed potatoes. Hermione shrugged off the uneasy feeling she had. Come on, why would Jessica lie to us? She's not evil or anything, or she wouldn't be in Gryfindor, she'd be in Slythrin. She began eatting and talking like everyone else around her. The evening was fine up until the feast ended and she had to go to her new dorms...with Malfoy.
The two heads followed Mcgongal down a new hallway. Hermione was listening to Mcgongal talking when a sharp poke hit the side of her stomache. She turned around swiftly to see Mafloy smirking at her. She clenched her fists, and began to count to back from 10. Soon after she got to 1 another poke came, and she glared over at Malfoy. She walked over next to him.
"Stop it!" Hermione hissed so Mcgongal wouldn't hear.
"Stop what, Granger?" Malfoy asked, innocently.
"Oh, don't even try to act innocent! Everybody knows you're just a stupid bloody prat!"
"Ms. Granger, is there a problem?" Mcgongal asked, looking at them.
"No, professor, everything's fine." She said, smiling.
"Alright then, here's your dorms, and the password is Jelly Belly." She said, turning to leave. "Oh, and try not to kill each other. It would be best if you became friends or at the least be civiled to set a example."
The two noded before continuing to go inside. Hermione stopped just inside, and stopped to look around. The blended the two house colors together wonderful, and everything was perfect. Hermione spotted a bookshelf, and immedaiatly walked over to it. Suprisingly not all the books were for school related subjects, there were some books for lesuire reading too. She began to scan the book spines, and picked out a book called, Blood and Chocolate. The summary seemed interesting enough.
"Should have known, Ms. Bookwarm Granger would already have her nose in a book." A snide voice said, and of course belonged to the one and only Draco Malfoy.
"And of course I should have known you'd never get that boot out of your ass." She snapped back, turning to face him.
"Shove it mudblood. Here's the rules, stay out of my room, and my way. I'll need the shower in the mornings before class, and after Qudditch practice or games. Don't bug me, and don't bring Potter or Wesely in here. I don't want to see them more then I have to. Its bad enough having to deal with you." Malfoy said in a authority voice.
"Fine, and here are my rules. Stay out of my room, and my way. Don't you ever go in my room or through my stuff-"
"If it's laying out in the open I will."
"- I also need the shower in the mornings, and if I ever catch you looking you will not ever see another person for as long as you live. Have a lovely day."
"Like I would want to look in on you, you are on the chubby side. Guys really aren't into to fat, although some werid ones are." He laughed when he saw her face.
"Bugger off!" she yelled, and stomped upstairs.
Hermione slammed her door shut, nearly breaking it off the hinges from the impact. She hated Malfoy with every fiber in her being! But what if he's right? A little voice in her head asked. God, I'm letting MALFOY get to me! Somehow Hermione found herself in the bathroom looking at her self from every angle. Her hair had become straight and long. It was a light golden brown, she even liked her hair now. But now her problem was her weight, not her hair. She never really thought she was fat before. She was slightly chubby, but that was because she ate what she wanted when she wanted and didn't exercise much.
Sighing Hermione headed for the bed after changing into her pajamas. She tried to get to sleep but Malfoy's words rang in her head over and over. Then she saw herself standing in front of the mirror. Hermione soon found her self-wishing she was thin like Jessica, and wondered how she did it. Jessica ate tons of candy and food today, and if she eats like that on a regualr basis then how does she stay so slim? Hermione wondered.
The next day Hermione went down to the Great Hall, determined to not eat like a pig. She sat down and put a little bit of bacon and eggs on her plate, and began to eat as Harry, Ron, and Jessica came down to breakfast. She smiled at them all as they sat down. Ron and Harry sat in front of Hermione and Jessica. All three of them piled tons of food onto they're plate, and Hermione looked down at her own. She sighed and began poking at her food. Ron seemed to have noticed since he looked at her strangly, and put some more eggs on her plate, causing her to look up.
"Whats wrong Herms?" Ron asked.
"Nothing...well not much..." Hermione said, she'd never felt so insecure about her looks before.
"Well, we're here to listen." He said, expecting her to answer.
Now Harry and Jessica were watching her too. Taking a deep breath Hermione asked, "Do you think I'm fat?"
For a moment Harry and Ron couldn't believe they're ears, Hermione Granger was worried about her looks.
"You're not fat, just on the chubby side, which is fine as long as you're comfortable with yourself." Jessica answered smiling.
Hermione decieded not to make it a big deal so she smiled and began eatting like she usually would eat. She didn't have the time to worry about weight, school and grades were more important.