NEVER KNEW YOU COULD BE.

SUMMER HAS BIG AFFECTS ON PEOPLE

Hermione got her book and quietly walked out of her room, careful not to wake anybody. She slipped out of the house quickly and silently. She walked to the park and sat down on an old bench. It was green and had chipped paint on it. It had graffiti and carved marks on it. She sat down and cuddled up in her warm thick wool sweater. She looked at the crimson leaves dancing in the wind. She loved the cool crisp air of autumn. She bent down and opened her book. She was just reading her third paragraph when she heard something fall and somebody curse.

She looked up and put her book down, she walked over to a mumbling girl picking up books and papers.

"Here let me help you." She said whilst picking up some of her papers.

" Oh thanks, my name's Tina and you?"

"Oh my name's Hermione." " How old are you?" "Oh I'm seventeen and you?" "Eighteen." "Do you live nearby?" "Yep, I live down the street."

"Thanks again for helping me." The two girls walked back to the bench and started chatting. Tina lived close to where Hermione lived.

Over the next few days they became close friends and hung out together almost everyday. Hermione noticed that Tina was very pretty and well dressed, she saw all the guys that looked her way. How she longed to have boys looked at her. She never told anybody of course because first of all they wouldn't believe her; they know her as a bookworm and nothing more. Secondly her two best friends were guys and she couldn't talk to them about these kinds of things.

The next day Tina came over.

"So I know these guys and they're starting a band, they're looking for a lead singer, I was thinking of auditioning but then I remembered I can't sing for beans. I know I couple of girls who want the gig but personally I don't think they've got the talent."

"I need to go to the bathroom, where is it?"

"It's down the hall to your left." Tina left and Hermione thought of showing her some of her songs and see if they were the right material. She got her papers out and started humming the song, and was soon singing it.

" Whoa, since when did you become Whitney Houston?"

"Um, you really think I'm good?"

"Yeah, you should audition."

"But first you need a makeover." "I don't know-

"Come on you can't possibly think they're looking for a girl who dresses like that do you? No offense."

"I guess not, so um could you I don't know kind of give me a makeover?"

"Love to."

The two girls grabbed their purses and left the house. They headed to the mall. It was windy and chilly out, but Hermione was dressed warmly. She tied her hair up in a messy ponytail and continued. When they finally arrived to the mall it was packed with hundreds of people. Dragged her into dozens of different stores, after purchasing many clothes, shoes, and some trinkets they moved on to a more drastic step. hair and makeup! They walked into a little neat and cozy salon. A red headed lady with polka dotted pants and a pink blouse tied up at the end. She smiled at the two. She placed a bib (the ones that they use at salons, you know what I mean) on Hermione and started to wet her hair. She shampooed and conditioned it. She started to cut it from her waist to her shoulders. Hermione winced as she cut her hair, she'd never cut it before. Then the lady asked Tina something whilst she put Her hair into the sink and let the water run. She couldn't hear anything at all. Then the rushing water stopped and the lady pulled her head of the sink and too a bottle of liquid out of a cupboard. She then took out a pair of gloves and put them on she put her hand in the bottle and put it in Hermione's hair.

After Hermione had shoulder long milk chocolate brown hair with some lighter brown streaks in it. It was in thick rich curls. She looked at herself and couldn't believe it was actually her.

Next Tina convinced her to pierce her ears (three each ear), bellybutton and nose. After they went home. She changed into a short (knee long) denim skirt and a jean strapless shirt with back-netted long sleeves. She put on black knee high boots and a diamond bellybutton ring, hoop earrings diamond and little silver balls. She put a little silver ball on her nose too. She let her hair down and stood in front of the mirror, it was actually she, the bookworm who would be scared to even get one piercing. She felt a boost of confidence inside herself. She smiled and walked over to Tina.

"Thank you so much for the makeover, I really owe you."

"If you become big don't forget to mention me in your thanks list."

They both laughed and talked. Later they left and hopped on a bus. They went to the address and headed up the stairs. Tina said goodbye and waited for her friend in the other room.

"Name?" one of the boys asked. He had slick black hair and brown eyes. He smiled at her.

"Hermione Granger."

HERMIONE'S POV

"What will you be singing?" another boy with red spiked hair asked.

" My love is like whoa by Mya." I stepped up and took off my jacket and put it on a stool. I inserted the cd into the music player. I waited for the music to start.

See, baby I know you done had your share of girls I am more than confident You won't ever have to search any streets for affection I got you

What kind of girl you like I know my looks can be deceivin' Tell me am I your type My main goal is to please you

What's on the schedule tonight Am I the reason you'll be treatin' I hope you have an appetite So tell me will you come and spend the night

My love is like...wo My kiss is like...wo My touch is like...wo My sex is like...wo My a** is like...wo My body's like...wo And you're kissin' it So what you think of it

My love is like...wo My kiss is like...wo My touch is like...wo My sex is like...wo My a** is like...wo My body's like...wo And you're kissin' it So what you think of it

When will you come through 'Cause I'll be waitin' up right here Can you bring some Belvedere So we can pop the cork and cheers

Please have no fear Yeah I just wanna love you right I hope you have an appetite So tell baby, will you come and spend the night?

My love is like...wo My kiss is like...wo My touch is like...wo My sex is like...wo My a** is like...wo My body's like...wo And you're kissin' it So what you think of it

My love is like...wo My kiss is like...wo My touch is like...wo My sex is like...wo My a** is like...wo My body's like...wo And you're kissin' it So what you think of it

Hold me, Oh my Taste it, Taste it Hold me, Oh My, My

Hold me like you never wanna let me go If you're likin' what you're tastin' Baby let me know See if you're gonna love me better love me strong 'Cause I want this love to love last all night long

My love is like...wo My kiss is like...wo My touch is like...wo My sex is like...wo My a** is like...wo My body's like...wo And you're kissin' it So what you think of it

My love is like My kiss is like My touch is like My sex is like My a** is like My body's like And you're kissin' it So what you think of it

Wo Wo Wo Wo Wo Wo Wo

My love is like...wo My kiss is like...wo

I sang all the song word by word. Whilst I sang I danced, dirty. Tina had taught me moves and attitude during our time together also. I finished off by walking over to one of the guys and lifted his chin with my index finger. I winked at him and blew him a kiss. The music stopped and I took my cd out and picked up my jacket and stood in the same place when I came in.

"Well, that was great we'll tell in a couple of minutes you can wait outside." She nodded and walked out and started telling Tina everything.

After 15 minutes, they decided the lead singer was going to be. me! I was jumping with joy.

The next couple of days I practiced with the band and hung out less with my parents, and wrote less to Harry and Ron. They stopped writing too after awhile. I had became very good and I wrote my own lyrics. I had developed a slight attitude during my time with the band. I was independent and laid back. I had become less of a bookworm, but still enjoyed the occasional book.

After the summer ended I said goodbye to the group members and Tina. The last day I cried and promised I'd write.

I packed my last belongings and went down stairs.

"Honey, we barely talk anymore, we feel you're drifting away."

"Mom relax I'll write."

"Sweetie your mother is trying to say that you've changed and we barely spend time together anymore."

"Sorry I've just been busy, can we go now we're going to be late." I got into the car and put on my headphones and started to listen to Mya's song 'whatever bitch'. I hummed to the tune all the way there.

END OF POV

She got out of the car and bid her parents goodbye, she stepped into the station and entered platform 9 and ¾. She levitated her bags into the train whilst she looked around for Harry and Ron. No sign of them must be late. AGAIN! She walked into the train and happy memories filled her head. She sat in the head compartment and sat by the window and wondered who Head Boy was? She was so busy with the band she didn't think it was a big deal that she was Head Girl. She took out a quill and parchment and started to write some lyrics. She didn't notice somebody come in.