Disclaimer: I own nothing but fun in the sun...even though it's winter
This story is dedicated to the candy hearts, may they rest in pieces
Chapter 1: Thoughts
"Draco!"
"Yes mother?"
"Get down here!"
"Yes mother!"
Draco made his way downstairs to face his mother along with a few of her
friends in the sun parlor drinking tea. His mother was always throwing
parties, especially since his father and been taken to Azkaban to show that
the Malfoys still had power, even if they didn't
"Yes mother?"
"I would like you to meet a few of my friends." His mother said. Draco
tuned her out after she said that. He loved and respected his mother, but
when his father was taken, she became weak, and even more boring and
annoying, if possible.
'I wonder how much longer she's going to be talking.' He thought to
himself.
"I', sorry mother, but as much as I would love to stay, I truly must be
going. I have plans for today that connot be broken."
"I understand. You may leave"
Draco made his way back to his room. Honstlty, he didn't have any plans,
but she would never find out. Like with his father, Narcissa never paid
much attention to him. She was cold and distant.
As he sat in his room, his mind began to drift to Hogwarts. He would be
entering his sixth year in two weeks and according to Snape, who was still
close to the family, there would be some changes that he wouldn't like,
though he didn't say what. His mind then went to the girls. Many girls
lusted over him and such, but he would never do anything with them. He
wanted a woman who not only was beautiful, but stronger than his good-for-
nothing mother, but not too strong that she would over-power him and
intelligent. He wanted someone who could challenge him, but not so much,
because he would never want to lose to anyone, especially to a woman. His
mind then drifted to Potter and his loser friends. How anyone would ever
wish to be friends with the goody-two-shoes/suck up was beyond him. Weasley
he could understand, the boy was so poor that the friendship was probably
out of pity, or desperation, for both of them. And with the mudblood, it
was probably for image and answers for homework or something. Nobody would
ever be able to stand the annoying bitch for five minutes, let alone six
years. His mind continued to wander for a while until he fell asleep.
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Hermione was sitting on the stool of her muggle friend's vanity. Not many
people knew it, but Hermione was popular at her old school. She never
really had any friends until the fourth grade when she moved to England
from New York City. She was always a perfectionist bookworm, but everyone
was intrigued by her because she was from America. After a while they liked
her because of who she was, but only a few people kept contact with her
when she left the school to go to Hogwarts.
"So what are you going to do to me this time you guys?" Hermione asked.
Every time Hermione hung out with her friends, Nina, Julie, Nikki, Jared,
Chad, Joel and Pierre (the most popular people from her muggle school),
they tried to "bring her out of her shell" and every time they failed.
"Don't worry Herms" Nina assured her. Nina was Hermione's best girl friend,
next came Ginny.
"How about this?" Julie said as she held up an outfit.
"And lets put her hair like this" Nikki said, pointing to a picture in a
magazine.
"We'll be at the beach if you girls need us" Jared said, backing out of the
room with Pierre, Joel and Chad.
"I hate you guys" Hermione joked as they closed the door.
"Don't worry, you'll look amazing in the end. In fact, I think that this
makeover will be the last one you'll need" Nina said as she started to
attack Hermione's frizzy waist-length hair.
Hermione decided to drift into space and her mind began to wander. She
thought about how her friends would always say that she was too quiet and
blended too easily. One summer they taught her how to play the guitar and
drums, the boys saying that she looked more like a drummer and the girls
saying that she should be able to be able to play if she wanted to sing
because she had a beautiful voice. One summer they taught her how to dance.
Hip hop, swing, jazz, tap, break dancing, everything they could think of
and took her to as many clubs as they could sneak into and they even made
her learn gymnastics. This summer they were teaching her how to do a bunch
of beach/water activities. She excelled in everything they taught her, but
never did any of it at Hogwarts. She always preferred people to notice her
for who she is, not what she could do. She then thought about how she was
teaching herself a bunch of different types of fighting. Her mind than
drifted to Harry, Ron, and her other friends from the magical world.
Before she knew it, her friends were done.
"OK, look at the new you Hermione" Nina said.
Hermione looked into the mirror and gasped.
This story is dedicated to the candy hearts, may they rest in pieces
Chapter 1: Thoughts
"Draco!"
"Yes mother?"
"Get down here!"
"Yes mother!"
Draco made his way downstairs to face his mother along with a few of her
friends in the sun parlor drinking tea. His mother was always throwing
parties, especially since his father and been taken to Azkaban to show that
the Malfoys still had power, even if they didn't
"Yes mother?"
"I would like you to meet a few of my friends." His mother said. Draco
tuned her out after she said that. He loved and respected his mother, but
when his father was taken, she became weak, and even more boring and
annoying, if possible.
'I wonder how much longer she's going to be talking.' He thought to
himself.
"I', sorry mother, but as much as I would love to stay, I truly must be
going. I have plans for today that connot be broken."
"I understand. You may leave"
Draco made his way back to his room. Honstlty, he didn't have any plans,
but she would never find out. Like with his father, Narcissa never paid
much attention to him. She was cold and distant.
As he sat in his room, his mind began to drift to Hogwarts. He would be
entering his sixth year in two weeks and according to Snape, who was still
close to the family, there would be some changes that he wouldn't like,
though he didn't say what. His mind then went to the girls. Many girls
lusted over him and such, but he would never do anything with them. He
wanted a woman who not only was beautiful, but stronger than his good-for-
nothing mother, but not too strong that she would over-power him and
intelligent. He wanted someone who could challenge him, but not so much,
because he would never want to lose to anyone, especially to a woman. His
mind then drifted to Potter and his loser friends. How anyone would ever
wish to be friends with the goody-two-shoes/suck up was beyond him. Weasley
he could understand, the boy was so poor that the friendship was probably
out of pity, or desperation, for both of them. And with the mudblood, it
was probably for image and answers for homework or something. Nobody would
ever be able to stand the annoying bitch for five minutes, let alone six
years. His mind continued to wander for a while until he fell asleep.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hermione was sitting on the stool of her muggle friend's vanity. Not many
people knew it, but Hermione was popular at her old school. She never
really had any friends until the fourth grade when she moved to England
from New York City. She was always a perfectionist bookworm, but everyone
was intrigued by her because she was from America. After a while they liked
her because of who she was, but only a few people kept contact with her
when she left the school to go to Hogwarts.
"So what are you going to do to me this time you guys?" Hermione asked.
Every time Hermione hung out with her friends, Nina, Julie, Nikki, Jared,
Chad, Joel and Pierre (the most popular people from her muggle school),
they tried to "bring her out of her shell" and every time they failed.
"Don't worry Herms" Nina assured her. Nina was Hermione's best girl friend,
next came Ginny.
"How about this?" Julie said as she held up an outfit.
"And lets put her hair like this" Nikki said, pointing to a picture in a
magazine.
"We'll be at the beach if you girls need us" Jared said, backing out of the
room with Pierre, Joel and Chad.
"I hate you guys" Hermione joked as they closed the door.
"Don't worry, you'll look amazing in the end. In fact, I think that this
makeover will be the last one you'll need" Nina said as she started to
attack Hermione's frizzy waist-length hair.
Hermione decided to drift into space and her mind began to wander. She
thought about how her friends would always say that she was too quiet and
blended too easily. One summer they taught her how to play the guitar and
drums, the boys saying that she looked more like a drummer and the girls
saying that she should be able to be able to play if she wanted to sing
because she had a beautiful voice. One summer they taught her how to dance.
Hip hop, swing, jazz, tap, break dancing, everything they could think of
and took her to as many clubs as they could sneak into and they even made
her learn gymnastics. This summer they were teaching her how to do a bunch
of beach/water activities. She excelled in everything they taught her, but
never did any of it at Hogwarts. She always preferred people to notice her
for who she is, not what she could do. She then thought about how she was
teaching herself a bunch of different types of fighting. Her mind than
drifted to Harry, Ron, and her other friends from the magical world.
Before she knew it, her friends were done.
"OK, look at the new you Hermione" Nina said.
Hermione looked into the mirror and gasped.