CHAPTER 4
Accepted Changes
"Hermione! You look smashing! Did you see the faces on all the guys?! They were drooling! Isn't that right Lavender?" Pavarti practically squealed to Lavender Brown, another girl in Gryffindor who, like Pavarti, loved to gossip!
"Yes! Hermione, what ever gave you the idea to go and change on us! We could of helped!" Lavender looked hurt for a moment before laughing loudly along with Pavarti. Hermione smiled weakly at them both, as she picked up her fork and poked at her food. Pavarti and Lavender didn't seem to notice her mood as they continued chatting on about who would be best suited to go with Hermione to the Diggory Ball, in honor of the boy who tragically died last year.
Hermione groaned inwardly and looked around the great hall to find not only her fellow Gryffindor's staring at her, but most of the other 3 houses as well! She groaned aloud this time, and turned her head to find Harry and Ron looking at her with an expression she had never seen on their faces. Could it be. . .
"Whoa," she thought, "Lust?" A smile played upon her lips, as she (much to her own surprise) found herself running her tongue suggestively over her lips, staring at them both intently. She saw Ron's ears turn bright red, as Harry visibly gulped. She congratulated herself before giving them a quick wink, and was still amazed by her own boldness. She looked down at her drink, and realized that Pavarti had turned it into Butterbeer! No wonder why she wasn't acting like herself! Butterbeer always got her on edge, that's why she hardly drank anyway. But she had downed the whole thing and Parvarti had kept on refilling it.
She glared at Pavarti, and she only winked in return. Hermione rolled her eyes as she happened to glance across the room. A certain platinum blond caught her eye, and she happened to catch his gaze upon her.
"Well, well" She thought mockingly, "The ferret seems to be staring at me." She would make a point to tease him about it later. She secretly took a glance at Harry, and was somewhat shocked to notice that he was still staring at her. She smiled shyly, and felt that familiar pink blush rising to her cheeks, and much to her own chagrin, he did as well.
Thankfully dinner finished then, and all the prefects stood to lead the first years to their dormitories. Hermione rose from her seat quickly and collected all the first years, while Ron and Harry watched her. They walked beside her, her in between them, silently, as they led the first years towards the staircases. When they entered the Gryffindor common room, Hermione gave the traditional speech that Percy had once given them on their first year there. Once the first years had all gotten into their proper dormitories, Hermione, Ron, and Harry sat down on the couch in front of the fire. Most of the older students had already retired to bed along with the first years. A few remained and were scattered across the room.
Ron's eyes continued wandering over Hermione's body, while Harry bit his lip nervously, staring into the fire. Hermione kept her eyes down for a good five minutes, before Ron's gaze unnerved her, and her head snapped up to meet his gaze. It didn't faze him though, and he stared into her eyes. Her features softened then, and said quietly, "Have I changed that much, Ron?" He nodded silently, and Harry turned to look at them both then. Hermione turned to look at Harry, and smiled weakly. He smiled back, and took her hand in his and gave it a light squeeze. Ron did the same with her other hand. What else could she ask for? But she wanted Harry as more than a friend. She would begin her game of seduction tomorrow. She smiled sweetly at both of them before standing up, saying a quick goodnight, and walked slowly up the stairs, making sure she swayed her hips just enough to hold both boys gazes before disappearing completely.
Both boys turned to each other and grinned that smile that all boys do when they see something they want. "You want her." They both said at the exact same time, and then laughed quietly, but secretly, both boys were dying to know who she would eventually choose.
Accepted Changes
"Hermione! You look smashing! Did you see the faces on all the guys?! They were drooling! Isn't that right Lavender?" Pavarti practically squealed to Lavender Brown, another girl in Gryffindor who, like Pavarti, loved to gossip!
"Yes! Hermione, what ever gave you the idea to go and change on us! We could of helped!" Lavender looked hurt for a moment before laughing loudly along with Pavarti. Hermione smiled weakly at them both, as she picked up her fork and poked at her food. Pavarti and Lavender didn't seem to notice her mood as they continued chatting on about who would be best suited to go with Hermione to the Diggory Ball, in honor of the boy who tragically died last year.
Hermione groaned inwardly and looked around the great hall to find not only her fellow Gryffindor's staring at her, but most of the other 3 houses as well! She groaned aloud this time, and turned her head to find Harry and Ron looking at her with an expression she had never seen on their faces. Could it be. . .
"Whoa," she thought, "Lust?" A smile played upon her lips, as she (much to her own surprise) found herself running her tongue suggestively over her lips, staring at them both intently. She saw Ron's ears turn bright red, as Harry visibly gulped. She congratulated herself before giving them a quick wink, and was still amazed by her own boldness. She looked down at her drink, and realized that Pavarti had turned it into Butterbeer! No wonder why she wasn't acting like herself! Butterbeer always got her on edge, that's why she hardly drank anyway. But she had downed the whole thing and Parvarti had kept on refilling it.
She glared at Pavarti, and she only winked in return. Hermione rolled her eyes as she happened to glance across the room. A certain platinum blond caught her eye, and she happened to catch his gaze upon her.
"Well, well" She thought mockingly, "The ferret seems to be staring at me." She would make a point to tease him about it later. She secretly took a glance at Harry, and was somewhat shocked to notice that he was still staring at her. She smiled shyly, and felt that familiar pink blush rising to her cheeks, and much to her own chagrin, he did as well.
Thankfully dinner finished then, and all the prefects stood to lead the first years to their dormitories. Hermione rose from her seat quickly and collected all the first years, while Ron and Harry watched her. They walked beside her, her in between them, silently, as they led the first years towards the staircases. When they entered the Gryffindor common room, Hermione gave the traditional speech that Percy had once given them on their first year there. Once the first years had all gotten into their proper dormitories, Hermione, Ron, and Harry sat down on the couch in front of the fire. Most of the older students had already retired to bed along with the first years. A few remained and were scattered across the room.
Ron's eyes continued wandering over Hermione's body, while Harry bit his lip nervously, staring into the fire. Hermione kept her eyes down for a good five minutes, before Ron's gaze unnerved her, and her head snapped up to meet his gaze. It didn't faze him though, and he stared into her eyes. Her features softened then, and said quietly, "Have I changed that much, Ron?" He nodded silently, and Harry turned to look at them both then. Hermione turned to look at Harry, and smiled weakly. He smiled back, and took her hand in his and gave it a light squeeze. Ron did the same with her other hand. What else could she ask for? But she wanted Harry as more than a friend. She would begin her game of seduction tomorrow. She smiled sweetly at both of them before standing up, saying a quick goodnight, and walked slowly up the stairs, making sure she swayed her hips just enough to hold both boys gazes before disappearing completely.
Both boys turned to each other and grinned that smile that all boys do when they see something they want. "You want her." They both said at the exact same time, and then laughed quietly, but secretly, both boys were dying to know who she would eventually choose.