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"Where exactly are we going?" Hermione asked Ginny as they walked to Hogsmeade that

Saturday afternoon.

"Oh first we're going to a make-up place, then we have to go to Madam Liazza for your

dress, and then we have to drop by Madam Anal so I can get an idea for what to do with your

hair. Oh lets not forget about your mask. But I know where to get those."

Hermione began to feel apprehensive. This whole plan she had conjured up seemed to feel

like too much work. It almost seemed impossible to pull off.

"Ginny, maybe we should just call the whole thing off. I don't think I can handle it."

Ginny planted a steel look on her face and turned to her friend.

"No, Hermione. You are not going to chicken out. You are going through with this. This is

going to be the last time anyone sees you as some know-it-all. You are going to show

everyone."

"But what if doesn't work. I mean what if the teachers find out?"

"Leave that to me."

"But what if someone figures it out?"

"Trust me they won't. Not when I'm through with you."

"But Ginny this is starting to seem impossible!"

Ginny smiled for a moment.

"You know a famous muggle once said 'Its kind of fun to do the impossible.' And I believe him.

I have seen plans that you would have never thought would work. This is going to work. Trust

me. If anything goes wrong, and nothing we'll have backup. I would like people to see one of

my best friends in a new light." Ginny said.

Hermione smiled.

"But what about you? Don't you need to get ready for the ball?"

"Don't worry. I have my outfit all picked out. You just worry about yourself. Ahh here we

are."

The girls arrived at a shop called Majique's Make-up and Perfumery. The place was filled

with eyeshadow that made your eyes glow in the dark, perfume that would make you smell like

your favorite scent, and lipstick that shimmered even in the dark. The place was pretty busy

since girls were buying things for the ball.

"Alright first thing we need is foundation. Here what about this? Majique Smoothing

Foundation. Spreads evenly and smoothly once applied. That sounds good. Lets see Earthy

Enchantment? Too dark. Sandy Snow? No, no too light? Caramel Vanilla Swirl? Almost but

not quite. Hmm Butterscotch Beauty. Yes that's it. Oh well how convenient they also have the

powder in the same shade. Now for blush."

And on it went. Ginny chose eyeliner that when put on not only wouldn't wear out, but

when you put it on it would go in a straight line and would blend in with your eyelashes so it

looked natural. They chose mascara where you were able to choose how long and how dark

your eyelashes would be. They chose eyeshadow that Ginny thought blended perfectly with

Hermione's eyes. And last but certainly not least they chose lipstick guaranteed to make any

kiss a delightful experience. ("Honestly Ginny!" but she just smiled mischeviously.)

They left the shop once paying for everything. Ginny checked the bag to make sure they

had everything.

"We have eyeliner, eyeshadow, mascara, foundation, powder, blush, lipstick. I have a

feeling we forgot something really important but it doesn't seem we are. Alright on to Madame

Liazza for your dress robe and your gown."

Madam Liazza's looked like a more formal Madame Malcoms. This was because

Madame Liazza only sold robes and gowns for evening and formal wear. Hermione was

surprised that it wasn't crowded at all. In fact she and Ginny were the only people there.

"I wonder why it's not busy?" she asked.

"Well you see my dear," came a soft gentle, slightly Trelawneyish voice "the girls are

buying makeup and the boys, well they despise formal wear." a lady with long curly black hair

approached them.

"I am Madame Liazza. How may I help you ladies today?"

"Hello. I'm Ginny and this is Hermione. You see we're trying to find a dress robe and a

gown for the Christmas ball that's coming up."

"Naturally, naturally, and tell me do you have anything in mind?"

"Well we want a gown, that is nothing less then magnificent. And it has to transform

Hermione here, so she's absolutely gorgeous."

"But Ginny, dear, she doesn't need a gown to transform her. She already is gorgeous."

Hermione blushed a deep red.

"Well you and I know that Madame Liazza, but certain people don't. Actually a lot of

people don't and that's why we need a gown that will show them how pretty she really is."

Hermione blushed an even deeper red.

"Ah I see. Well I'll be happy to help you. Now lets see. For the color of the dress... green

perhaps?"

Ginny and Hermione looked at each other.

"No." they both replied.

"Oh well I see how about blue."

"I wore that color to the last ball. They may suspect its me." Hermione said to Madame

Liazza.

"Oh. And so you don't want your fellow classmates to know it you then?" Hermione and Ginny

looked at each other once more. Their plan was slowly beginning to unravel.

"Well, not at first." Ginny said hesitantly.

"Ah, I see. You want to surprise your peers. What about white?"

"Madame Liazza this is a ball not my wedding." Hermione laughed. Madame Liazza laughed

too.

"Perhaps you may change your mind when I show you this dress I made just a few weeks ago.

Please wait a moment."

Once again the two girls glanced at each other. Hermione wasn't really partial to white, nor

was Ginny. But when Madame Liazza brought out the dress they both changed their minds.It

was a white gown, whiter as the snow. The bodice had little crystal snowflake beads. It

had sheer, shimmering balloon sleeves. The neckline was about 3 inches down lined with little

pearls.

"This is gorgeous!" Ginny exclaimed. "Hermione you'll look terrific in this!"

"It is very nice." Hermione admitted. "But won't this be very uncomfortable to wear? Do

you even have my size?"

Madame Liazza gave a little laugh.

"Hermione, dear. This is the only gown of this kind I have. And when I thought of it for

you out I made sure that it would fit you perfectly. As for comfort...well try it on yourself and

see what you think."

"But--"

"Oh go on and try it!" Ginny said giving her a push towards the dressing room.

When Hermione put on the dress she was very surprised. The itchy petticoats that usually

scratch her beneath a gown were as soft as cotton, and the dress still looked magnificent. She

looked at herself in the mirror. She was disappointed. She still looked like a bushy hair know-it-

all. The only difference was she was wearing a pretty dress. It didn't seem to be her.

"Hermione are you coming out?" yelled Ginny.

Hermione sighed and stepped out of the dressing room. She really didn't want to let Ginny

see her like this.

"Wow! Hermione you look terrific!"

"No, I don't Gin. I still look like a bushy hair know-it-all. Everyone is going to know its

me."

"Not when I'm through with you. No one will even recognize you. Not even Ron."

"Since when does Ron all of a sudden recognize me better then others?" Hermione asked

suspiciously.

"Since forever you twit. Come on. We'll get the matching dress robes and the gown."

"They'll be delievered to you in at Hogwarts." Madame Liazza said once the robes and

gown were payed for.

"Oh Madame Liazza, do you think it would be possible if they were delievered to my

dormitory?" Ginny asked.

"Well, yes I suppose so. What is your full name dear?"

"Just tell the owl to send it to Ginny Weasely's dormitory. Fifth year if that helps."

"Very well then. Good day ladies. Enjoy the ball!" Madame Liazza said as they left.

"Well now we're almost done. All we need to do is go to Madame Anal for your hair. I

just need to purchase a few things and ask her which hair style is best for you. Obviously no

buns. We can't let anyone know its you after all."

Hermione nodded. They went to a beauty salon and Hermione once again began to feel

apprehensive. A customer walked out with neon hair. Ginny stepped inside and talked to a hair

stylist. She kept nodding at Hermione and saying things like "Oh I see," or "Oh yes that would

be very nice" and such. The lady nodded and kept writing things down and taking things from

the counter showing them to Ginny. Hermione was starting to feel bored when she noticed a

new sign about the Christmas Ball. She went over to read it.

Due to some complaints, a few changes have been made regarding the first annual

Hogwarts Christmas Ball.

Oh no. What if they canceled the masquerade theme! The plan won't work then,

they'd recognize me in a cinch!



 By popular demand, Hogwarts has now invited students from Durmstrang and

Beauxbatons to attend. Also by popular demand, now third years and below may also

attend. Due to the great number of students, the ball shall be held out in the Quidditch

pitch and not in the Great Hall. The teachers have put an anti-freezing charm over it

so no students will be at a discomfort. Once again thanks to the Weasley Wizard

Wheezes for providing much of the decorations and plans for the ball and thank you to

the WeirdSisters who have agreed to play once again at Hogwarts.

Alright so that's it. The notice didn't say anything about canceling the masquerade.

Just that Beauxbatons and Durmstrang would be coming and third years and below were

allowed to attend the ball. Wait!

"Ginny!" shouted Hermione as she made her way inside the shop. Ginny finished

purchasing the hair care products and thanked the lady for her advice.

"What is it Hermione? Goodness you look as if you saw—"

"A notice saying that now Beauxbatons and Durmstrang would be coming! What if Viktor

sees me!"

"Sheesh, calm down. No need to get excited. Hermione, haven't you forgotten. Krum has

graduated, he no longer goes to Durmstrang. And besides no one, except me, is going to

recognize you."

"Ok, ok. Wait a minute. I thought it said... Never mind. I must have hallucinated. So is that

it? Are we through?"

"Yup. Come time for the Christmas Ball you'll look, like you had a fairy godmother come

and transform you." Ginny laughed.

"Oi Hermione! What are you doing here?" someone yelled. Hermione and Ginny both

turned around. To Hermione's horror Ron and Harry were coming towards them each of them

wearing a look that said "We want an explanation."

I wish I could thank my new reviewers individually but I can't so here's just one big genreal thank you to all my new reviewers. Did u guys notice anythinig about the chapter. Is the plan becoming clearer and clearer now? Heehee. By the way thanks to whoever made up the bushy hair know it all phrase. I didn't make it up so whoever actually did come up with the phrase (was it JKR?) don't kill me. Also, the muggle who said its kind of fun to do the impossible was Walt Disney. One of my favorite quotes.