Chapter 4: Picture Perfect
"Hermione, wake up!" Ron said as he shook his sleeping friend
"What?" Hermione said as she woke up, pissed off at her friends
"We're going to Diagon Alley today, remember?" Harry said.
"I'll be right there, just get out of my room," She said. The two left the room.
Hermione got out of bed and rummaged around her messy room for clothes. She jumped into a quick shower and blew out her hair until it was almost dry. Mr. And Mrs. Weasley were going on a second honeymoon courtesy of the Order of the Phoenix and Bill and Charley were doing something for the Order. Ginny was staying with a friend so Harry and Ron were staying at the Grangers' for half the summer.
She looked into the mirror and examined herself. Over the summer Hermione developed into a woman. Her skin was tanned and her hair was straight and smooth. She got her naval pierced and her ears pierced seven times (three holes her right and four in her left ear). Her non-existent chest became a B, but because of her thin waist it looked bigger. Her legs were long and slender. She looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a yellow tank top with a picture of an eagle on it and green soffees. He shoes were flip- flops with a picture of an eagle on each shoe. She finished the outfit with low pigtails tied with green ribbon. He hair was down to her waist and was wavy/curly towards the end. No one would recognize her.
"I'm ready!" she called as she grabbed her bag and dabbed some clear lip- gloss on her lips. She ran down the stairs to see her two best friends in the world. Harry's hair was still a mess, but it added character to his face along with his deep emerald green eyes. Quidditch did him well. He was built and had a six-pack. Ron let his hair grow a little so it was a little bit longer than Harry's. It wasn't a mess, but that was good for him. He was also built and had a six-pack. Neither of the boys looked as they had at the end of their fifth year. Thee two boys could make any girl melt. The two guys were tanned and Hermione could tell that they were going to be the heartthrobs of the school this year, unfortunately. (u'll c y unfortunately in 3 sentences)
"C'mon, let's go" Harry said, putting his arm around her waist. The two had been going out since the last day of school on the train.
"Wait, I can't find my bracelet!" Hermione shrieked
"What bracelet?" Ron asked
"My bracelet. I've never shown it to you guys, but it's a present that my best friend gave to me at the end of kindergarten. It's a piece of string with a dragon charm on it. I never take it off!" She began to panic
"Maybe it fell off while you were asleep?" Harry suggested. Hermione ran up the stairs and came back down with it in her hand.
"Let me tie it for you before we go" Ron said. He did so and the three left for Diagon Alley.
First Year on the Train
I walked through the train, hoping to meet some people before we got to the school. I was so excited and nervous at the same time. Then I saw a familiar flash of platinum blond hair. Quickly taking my wrist out of my sleeve I looked at my bracelet.
"Oh Drakie dear!" an annoyingly high-pitched voice squealed from behind me.
The blond boy turned around to reveal a pale eleven-year-old boy with a scowl on his face.
"What do you want Parkinson?" the boy snarled
"I haven't seen you all summer and that's all you say to me?" the blond girl said
"No, I'm sorry Parkinson. I should have said GET AWAY FROM ME!" I knew that this wasn't my Draco. The Draco who I was with at all times during kindergarten. Even though that was a long time ago, I still held on to that year and waited in anticipation that I would see Draco again.
A large boy then walked into the cart.
"Uh, Draco. Word is going around that Harry Potter is on the train." He said
"Really now? Well let's go introduce ourselves" The boy said. He walked out of the compartment followed by the boy, the girl and another large boy. If he hadn't been so mean I would have thought it was Draco, unless he changed. After all, that was kindergarten and a long time ago. I walked in the direction they had, hoping to meet up with him on the way. I had already met Harry Potter so maybe I could take him there and try to find out if it was Draco.
The First Day of Classes
As I ran to get to my first class I saw a brunette girl with frizzy hair.
'Is that, no, it can't be. Hermione was a muggle' I thought. Making sure no one was looking, I took out my wrist and looked at the bracelet my best friend ever. Hermione gave to me on the last day of kindergarten. Every day I would pray that I would see her again, but it's been six years. Putting my sleeve down I continued on my way to my first class, hoping that that girl was in my class so I could talk to her and find out if it was Hermione.
End Flashback
Mother, if you don't mind I would like to go to Diagon Alley for my school supplies today" I asked my mother. She nodded her head, her eyes never leaving her book.
I walked upstairs and got dressed. When I was finished I looked in the mirror. I war wearing a blue muscle shirt that showed off my built body and red shorts. My sandals were a plain chocolate brown. I had changed much this summer. My hair had become more blond and I had quite a tan. I had also spent much of my time working out. I went to the beach and made myself a necklace of string and a shark tooth that washed up on the shore. I also got my ear pierced, but I never really wore an earring after I didn't need to anymore, but I did get a lot of attention from the ladies for it. I made sure that my bracelet from Hermione was on my wrist and tightly tired. My parents never knew about it. They also thought that she was a wizard who was also in my class.
If father saw me wearing this he would flip out and probably avada me. I laughed to myself at the thought of my father. After the incident at the Ministry he was taken to Azkaban for a life sentence. After then I was free. Yes, he did have a strong influence on me, but I chose to agree with him. I still hated muggles and mudbloods and Saint Potter.
I walked over to the fireplace, threw in some floo powder and called "Diagon Alley". In a whirlwind of green fire I was there (Diagon Alley).
"Hermione, wake up!" Ron said as he shook his sleeping friend
"What?" Hermione said as she woke up, pissed off at her friends
"We're going to Diagon Alley today, remember?" Harry said.
"I'll be right there, just get out of my room," She said. The two left the room.
Hermione got out of bed and rummaged around her messy room for clothes. She jumped into a quick shower and blew out her hair until it was almost dry. Mr. And Mrs. Weasley were going on a second honeymoon courtesy of the Order of the Phoenix and Bill and Charley were doing something for the Order. Ginny was staying with a friend so Harry and Ron were staying at the Grangers' for half the summer.
She looked into the mirror and examined herself. Over the summer Hermione developed into a woman. Her skin was tanned and her hair was straight and smooth. She got her naval pierced and her ears pierced seven times (three holes her right and four in her left ear). Her non-existent chest became a B, but because of her thin waist it looked bigger. Her legs were long and slender. She looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a yellow tank top with a picture of an eagle on it and green soffees. He shoes were flip- flops with a picture of an eagle on each shoe. She finished the outfit with low pigtails tied with green ribbon. He hair was down to her waist and was wavy/curly towards the end. No one would recognize her.
"I'm ready!" she called as she grabbed her bag and dabbed some clear lip- gloss on her lips. She ran down the stairs to see her two best friends in the world. Harry's hair was still a mess, but it added character to his face along with his deep emerald green eyes. Quidditch did him well. He was built and had a six-pack. Ron let his hair grow a little so it was a little bit longer than Harry's. It wasn't a mess, but that was good for him. He was also built and had a six-pack. Neither of the boys looked as they had at the end of their fifth year. Thee two boys could make any girl melt. The two guys were tanned and Hermione could tell that they were going to be the heartthrobs of the school this year, unfortunately. (u'll c y unfortunately in 3 sentences)
"C'mon, let's go" Harry said, putting his arm around her waist. The two had been going out since the last day of school on the train.
"Wait, I can't find my bracelet!" Hermione shrieked
"What bracelet?" Ron asked
"My bracelet. I've never shown it to you guys, but it's a present that my best friend gave to me at the end of kindergarten. It's a piece of string with a dragon charm on it. I never take it off!" She began to panic
"Maybe it fell off while you were asleep?" Harry suggested. Hermione ran up the stairs and came back down with it in her hand.
"Let me tie it for you before we go" Ron said. He did so and the three left for Diagon Alley.
First Year on the Train
I walked through the train, hoping to meet some people before we got to the school. I was so excited and nervous at the same time. Then I saw a familiar flash of platinum blond hair. Quickly taking my wrist out of my sleeve I looked at my bracelet.
"Oh Drakie dear!" an annoyingly high-pitched voice squealed from behind me.
The blond boy turned around to reveal a pale eleven-year-old boy with a scowl on his face.
"What do you want Parkinson?" the boy snarled
"I haven't seen you all summer and that's all you say to me?" the blond girl said
"No, I'm sorry Parkinson. I should have said GET AWAY FROM ME!" I knew that this wasn't my Draco. The Draco who I was with at all times during kindergarten. Even though that was a long time ago, I still held on to that year and waited in anticipation that I would see Draco again.
A large boy then walked into the cart.
"Uh, Draco. Word is going around that Harry Potter is on the train." He said
"Really now? Well let's go introduce ourselves" The boy said. He walked out of the compartment followed by the boy, the girl and another large boy. If he hadn't been so mean I would have thought it was Draco, unless he changed. After all, that was kindergarten and a long time ago. I walked in the direction they had, hoping to meet up with him on the way. I had already met Harry Potter so maybe I could take him there and try to find out if it was Draco.
The First Day of Classes
As I ran to get to my first class I saw a brunette girl with frizzy hair.
'Is that, no, it can't be. Hermione was a muggle' I thought. Making sure no one was looking, I took out my wrist and looked at the bracelet my best friend ever. Hermione gave to me on the last day of kindergarten. Every day I would pray that I would see her again, but it's been six years. Putting my sleeve down I continued on my way to my first class, hoping that that girl was in my class so I could talk to her and find out if it was Hermione.
End Flashback
Mother, if you don't mind I would like to go to Diagon Alley for my school supplies today" I asked my mother. She nodded her head, her eyes never leaving her book.
I walked upstairs and got dressed. When I was finished I looked in the mirror. I war wearing a blue muscle shirt that showed off my built body and red shorts. My sandals were a plain chocolate brown. I had changed much this summer. My hair had become more blond and I had quite a tan. I had also spent much of my time working out. I went to the beach and made myself a necklace of string and a shark tooth that washed up on the shore. I also got my ear pierced, but I never really wore an earring after I didn't need to anymore, but I did get a lot of attention from the ladies for it. I made sure that my bracelet from Hermione was on my wrist and tightly tired. My parents never knew about it. They also thought that she was a wizard who was also in my class.
If father saw me wearing this he would flip out and probably avada me. I laughed to myself at the thought of my father. After the incident at the Ministry he was taken to Azkaban for a life sentence. After then I was free. Yes, he did have a strong influence on me, but I chose to agree with him. I still hated muggles and mudbloods and Saint Potter.
I walked over to the fireplace, threw in some floo powder and called "Diagon Alley". In a whirlwind of green fire I was there (Diagon Alley).