Damsel in a Cute Dress
Chapter 2 – The makeover
Damn it! Why did I have to have hair this bloody wild?
It was the next morning and as usual I was having trouble with my hair. I tugged at the brown mass of what looked like a cloud on my head.
I threw away the brush in frustration. Unsuccessful in my vigorous attempts to control my hair I grabbed the closest scrunchie and put my hair into a messy bun. Frizzy bits stuck out at odd angles. I had no time to worry about them. I had to eat breakfast, I was starving.
Breakfast consisted of a bowl of cold cereal and a glass of orange juice. I ate and drank so fast I nearly choked. This caused my father to look up from his 'Dentists Monthly' Magazine and my mother to frown disapprovingly.
"I'm okay," I muttered.
"Hermione." My father started sternly.
"Yes, Daddy?" I said, trying to sound innocent.
"Remember you have to show your cousins around today." He said.
I looked at him blankly for a second then I remembered. My cousins, Marilynn and Sylvester from Africa. They were visiting and I had promised to take them shopping. I really didn't know why I did that, shopping is really not my thing.
"They'll be arriving at 11 o' clock. Please be ready by then." My father's eyes then returned to his paper.
It was 10:30 now. That gave me half an hour. I could finish reading my new Advanced Theories of Transfiguration book and still have time to throw on jeans and a shirt.
I finished up my breakfast and ran up to my room.
Apparently my assumption had been wrong. I was still reading at 11 o' clock and I heard the doorbell ring. I hurriedly slammed my book shut and dragged on my jeans. I threw on a shirt and tried to tame my hair but to no avail. I tied it up again and ran downstairs.
There standing in my living room were my cousins greeting my parents.
"Marilynn, how you've grown, Darling. Does your mother know about that piercing on your stomach?" My mother probed, eyeing her belly ring disapprovingly.
Marilynn laughed, "Of course she does!"
"Sylvester, son. Nice to see you." My father said formally and slapped my cousin on his back.
I was standing there all this time, unnoticed. Then finally...
"Hermione! You look..." Marilynn stopped mid sentence.
"Hey Hermione!" Sylvester said brightly.
"Hi." I said nervously. I smoothed down my shirt.
"Let's get going, we have no time to lose." She said, eyeing me.
We were soon in the car Marilynn had rented from the hotel they were staying in.
"So where do you want to go? Marilynn? Sylvester?" I asked.
Marilynn laughed shrilly.
"Oh Hermione! Call us Maril and Sylver."
"Sorry." I muttered.
"Why don't we go to that new mall I heard about?"
I gave the driver directions to the new mall and then leaned back into the seat.
"So Hermione, I've been thinking..." Maril started. "You might need a new look."
"Yeah, you've had this look for the last decade I think." Sylver said, observing me carefully.
That was easy for them to say. I don't think they'd had the same look for 6 months. Last time I saw my cousins. Maril had had black hair with bright red streaks in her hair and a nose ring. Sylver had had a Mohawk and an eyebrow ring.
Now Maril had her natural dirty blonde hair but with pink streaks and a belly ring. Sylver's hair was now dyed black, but he still had his eyebrow piercing. They were a noticeable duo. I felt so very boring next to them.
"Maybe," I mumbled.
"Come on Hermione. It'll be fun. You could get your hair colored and maybe straightened. Then we could get you awesome new clothes and then maybe a piercing or two."
"I don't think my parents will like that." I said truthfully.
"Like what? Having their daughter transformed into a mega hot chick?" Sylver laughed
"No," I said pointedly. "Getting a piercing."
"Oh." He said, looking down.
"Fine then, No piercing, but you can still get your hair done and stuff right?" Maril inquired.
"I'll have to ask." The thought of a makeover was great, I really wanted one. But I couldn't help feeling at least a little offended. Did I really look that bad?
Sylver didn't waste any time. He took out his phone. "Ask now." He said.
I dialed my home number and my dad picked up.
"Hi Daddy," I said, "I was wondering if-"
Maril grabbed the phone from my hand and put on a sickly sweet voice.
"She was wondering if she could get her hair done at the mall."
"Oh don't worry Uncle I'll pay for it, it's absolutely fine"
"Oh nothing extraordinary, maybe a few highlights."
"Thanks Uncle, bye!" she finished and snapped the phone shut.
"You owe me!" she smiled at me.
I giggled, I couldn't help it. I had the coolest cousins in the world. I was going to get a makeover that just might change my life. My love life that is. This just might be the chance I've been waiting for. The chance to get Draco Malfoy, to finally notice me!
A/N - Hey, hope you like it. I know its like alot of the other DMHG fics out there where Hermione gets a makeover then Draco falls for her and all. I like fics like that, but this is a bit different. Draco doesn't notice her. Anyway, i'll be updating soon. Don't forget to review!! No flames please, but constructive critism is fine.