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Chapter 3: You need our help?
While Hermione just sat in the library trying to do her Care of Magical Creatures homework, and all she could think about was Ron and how clueless he could be when it came to girl's. How could he be so clueless, when it comes to flirting with them? Yet when she mentioned that he could get any girl he wanted he was completely clueless.
Just because he was on the quidditch team doesn't give him a right to be a bonehead. He was starting to become a really popular guy. He's becoming more and more hansom every time Hermione sees him, and she's not the only one to notice. Both Harry and Ron have become the most popular guys in school. Not just because they're good looking it's because they're also quidditch stars. Even though Harry is the captain of the Gryffindor quidditch team.
Harry is still skinny and fast but his emerald-green eyes are showing brighter than ever. Hermione wondered if this was a sign of some sort. What if it meant danger was coming and she hoped that Harry would notice it as well?
As for Ron he was still that gangly prat but he changed his hairstyle to short and a little messy which was in style now a days. Those muscles were building up and his luscious lips were driving all the girls' absolutely crazy. Hermione was going insane trying to meet his eye and ending up trying hard not to do something stupid as to attack him and start kissing him.
As the week went by Hermione would walk down the hall friendless. And she would see her ex-bestfriend with another girl. Not just any girl but the one Hermione hated the most... Cally. She was hanging all over him. Hermione guessed that she was trying to get him to hold her hand. But he never did, which Hermione was so grateful for.
Hermione had decided that she was going to go to that party that everyone has been talking about, but they all had to be super careful. And Hermione knew that she needed desperate help with something so that nobody would recognize her, and in order to do that she needed—
"Lavendar, Parvati! I need your help!" Hermione said bursting through the door to the dormitory. She sounded desperate.
Lavendar and Parvati just looked at eachother in surprise. Hermione Granger, who was the smartest witch in the school, was seeking their help for something. They never thought they'd hear the day where Hermione would be asking them for help.
Parvati just stood up and said, "Sure what do you need help with?"
Hermione walked over to them and whispered quietly. "I want to go to that party in Hogsmeade that everyone keeps talking about. But the thing is I don't want anybody to notice me."
Both Lavendar and Parvati widened their eyes with surprise. Was she serious? Did she actually want to go to this party?
"Wow Hermione, are you serious? What if the teachers found out? You could get into big trouble what with being a prefect and all." Lavendar said trying to reason with Hermione.
"I know but how can anyone notice me when I'm in disguise. Look all I'm asking for is a little help from you guys. If you don't want to help me then don't." And with that she started to leave but they blocked her from walking out of the exit.
"All right meet us by the History of Magic classroom. Do not go in it. We will come and find you. Got it?" Hermione nodded to show that she understood completely.
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