AN- Okay, next chapter is up. I know that was pretty fast, I last updated just two days ago, i can't help myself i lurve to write. But this chapter is a little shorter than the others so i thought why not just write it out. Again, thanks to my reviewers...

Sarah- 5/5? Wow, that's great! thanks so much!

sapphireazhalia- i'm happy that you really really really really like my story. I know my chapters aren't that long. I try to make them around 1000 words. This one's 900 something. I've sort of written out the story on paper already (kinda why i update so fast) and some chapters are shorter than others. I'm going to stick to that format, i might merge some chapters into one chapter if you really want long chappies. Most are around a 1000 words though.

chibichibi386- Yes, Draco is coming, but beware something worse is too...Angelique. Read this chapter to find out.

Sofea- Thanks for reviewing and all. A fairytale plot, lol, for sure, I think I'll mention that somewhere in the story...

Flavagurl- No, she didn't expect it. She expected the 'head-over-heels-in-love-with-her-after-seeing-the-makeover' treatment. But i like to twist things. I'm a mean, mean person to Hermione.

Now here's chapter 5...

Damsel in a Cute Dress

Chapter 5 – Angelique (a.k.a. The Devil)

As soon as I stepped out of the train, who should I see but Draco Malfoy himself.

Oh I saw him alright. I saw her too.

I saw her fling her arms round him, kiss his cheek and I saw him – I shudder when I remember – kiss her on the cheek. It was on the cheek. But what the hell, it was still a KISS! Something that belonged to me...not that blonde haired bimbo sitting next to the man I love.

Who is she? A certain Pansy Parkinson?

WRONG!

I didn't know who she was either until Ginny told me before the feast.

When I found out I could hardly believe it.

She was a new student. In our year. Her name was Angelique. Angelique? Seriously? Did her parents have NO imagination??? What kind of screwed up name is that? Angelique? I still can't get over it!!!

And Ginny, Ginny thinks it's a NICE name.

"I think it's pretty," she says, "don't you Hermione?"

"NO!" I thundered back, "I do not think it's a pretty name. I think it's unimaginative, ridiculous, absurd, incongruous and silly."

"Whatever Hermione, you're only saying that because you're jealous!" accused Ginny.

"I AM NOT!" I bellowed, "Ginny how could you think that?!"

"I know it, Hermione," She said softly, "because I would be jealous too."

I whimpered.

Me, jealous?

Absolutely!

I was utterly, completely, entirely jealous of little Miss Angelique.

Not only was that bimbo kissing Draco, she happened, just happened to be beautiful as well. She had gorgeous hair; it shone so much and just bounced when she walked. Her eyes were crystal blue (I didn't really see them, but this is what Ginny told Me.) and her perfection was flawless. She also had a perfect figure.

HOW MUCH MORE PERFECT COULD SHE BE?

My next question was much tougher.

HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO COMPETE WITH HER?

I had missed the whole Sorting ceremony since I was in the girls' bathroom...crying.

Ginny came in later to inform me that her name was Angelique and she was sorted into Slytherin.

Could it possibly get any worse?

"Hermione," Ginny said in a no-nonsense way, "Get out of that cubicle and get your ass down to the feast. You have to make your big appearance...."

"Big Appearance? Oh sure, it'll be big! I can't go looking like this, Ginny!" I moaned, "I look positively hideous!"

Ginny laughed, "I bet you do!"

I threw the cubicle door open and barged out!

"WHAT do you mean?" I demanded.

Ginny giggled, "I just said that to get you out of there, "she eyed me mischievously, "but you do look a right state!"

I groaned.

"Don't worry" She said heading for the door, "I'll be right back!"

I returned to my cubicle and sat on the toilet seat (closed of course) until she came back, which was a few minutes later.

In one hand she held her school bag. She dumped the contents of one of the pockets into the sink. Make up and beauty products were all over.

"Wow, where'd you get those?" I asked.

"I worked all summer doing chores around the house then got Fred to take me to a muggle store and I spent the whole lot!" Ginny explained, while she smeared a creamy formula all over my face with a tissue, then she dabbed different things all over my face.

"Mascara?" she asked.

"Yes, please."

"Eyeliner?"

"Yep."

"Lip liner?"

"Nope, just the gloss is okay."

"You sure? I got this really amazing color and I thought-"

"Ginny, for god sakes, do what you want," I snapped, "I'm going to be laughed at anyway."

"Just wait, Hermione," she grinned, "I'll transform you!"

"Oh please..." I muttered.

I was impressed. I told Ginny I was too. I couldn't believe how she, Ginny who lived in a house which was practically overflowing with boys, learnt how to do make up so well. I mean, she was really good.

"Ginny," I said, "You gotta teach me how to do this stuff!"

"Sure," she said, "just not now, we have to go! To see what Angelique is upto."

"Angelique? Hmph. More like the Devil." I pointed out.

"You're so silly"

"How come you never use this stuff on yourself?" I asked, holding up a tube of lipgloss and a case of eyeshadow.

"I have no one to impress," she sighed, "to anyone who knows me I'm the Weasley kid-sister. No one worth knowing."

"Oh gosh, Ginny, you know that's not true. Neville used to like you remember?"

"Hermione..." she said through gritted teeth.

I laughed. I helped Ginny pack her things back in her bag and then we left for the hall.

Some BIG appearance. Sure, I got a few stares and all that, but it was nothing compared to the attention Angelique was getting. Like all heads were turned to her. ALL of them. I didn't think it was possible for me to get any angrier but I did, I got a whole lot angrier when I saw Draco's hand around that little bitch's neck.

Ginny pulled me to sit down next to her and the rest of the Gryffindors. Shoving treacle pudding into my mouth helped me forget about the pain, but it certainly didn't stop thoughts of wringing Angelique's neck. Ginny nudged me and whispered in my ear.

"I don't think you're alone," she said, gesturing to all the other girls, whose faces could have turned green with envy, all viciously eyeing Angelique.

I let out a subdued laugh at the sight of Pansy's face. It was contorted with rage jealousy, fury and I thought I could spot an intention to kill. She was practically seething. Then I realized, I was basically the same. So I straightened out my face and ate my food like the Hermione Granger everyone else thought I was. The one who didn't give a shit about Draco, let alone his prissy little girlfriend, Angelique. So there!

AN- Hope you liked the new chapter. Chapter 6 will be up really soon. Sometime this week, that's before Sunday. So watch out for it if you're interested. Please review if you liked it or want to suggest something. Flame if my story is really really bad, otherwise just give me a few tips ;) lol.

PS: If anyone here is named Angelique, please do not be offended by the mean things said about the names. I had to make Hermione hate everything about the new her, so the name had to be included you see.