Hermione woke up the next morning with a terrible headache and bloodshot eyes.
She stood up and made her way to the bathroom and found a locked door.
"Arrgh..."
"what's the matter, mudblood? You look just as you always do. Amy has hair to be fixed and you got an always shapeless bush on your head"
Hermione turned around to see Draco Malfoy sit on a couch in the common room, his blonde hair fell into his eyes...
"She isn't even supposed to be here!"
"And mudbloods are not supposed to be treated just as real wizards. So, goody goody Gryffindor, go out of my sight. I don't want you to ruin the looks of my girlfriend with nothing but your presence"
Anger boiled inside of Hermione, but she left, dressed herself and went to one of the girls toilets to brush her teeth...
ONE WEEK LATER
"Why is she in there AGAIN?"
"Get used to it, mudblood"
ANOTHER WEEK LATER
"I won't tolerate this any longer"
"S'pose you got no choice"
A MONTH LATER
"MALFOY!"
"I TOLD YOU TO GET USED TO IT!"
But the bathroom-dilemma wasn't the only thing Hermione disturbed.
It was also the fact that Emilie spent more time in the library than her (everytime she searched a , she found Emilie reading it) and Emilie got better grades.
She didn'z know more than Hermione, she just gave the answers faster.
And she was more popular.
Hermione never had been the most popular and she hadn't cared, but she couldn't stand to be less popular than HER!
ANOTHER WEEK LATER
"Hermione, are you sure next hogsmead date is this Saturday? Because Amy said..."
"RON!" Hermione let her fork fall onto her plate "Amy is just a stupid, new girl that..."
"'Mione, are you jealous? You know, even if she's in Slytherin, she's really nice, you know?" At the glare Hermione gave him, he went quiet.
"She's tricking on you, don't you get it? She's just..."
"Hermione" Harry interrupted "Amy is there if you need help, she always smiles and greets you in the corridors. Don't act as if she was pure evil"
"But she is..." Hermione mumbled while standing up. She left the hall without looking back and went strait to the deserted heads common room "stupid bitch" she mumbled.
And then she decided to give her answers faster than Emilie and get more popular.
And to solve the bathroom-problem...
She went over to the bathroom, took out her wand and said "Licentia"
It was a permissio-spell and Hermione prayed Emilie wouldn't know the counter spell...
Well, at least it would take her some minutes to find out which spell Hermione had used and in that time, Hermione would just walk in and lock the door.
Hermione went into the bathroom and found Emilies lipstick. "Dublicate" she said, and there were two lipsticks.
One took Hermione and the other she jinxed. It now looked exactly the same it had before, but if you used it, it was an agressiv shade of green that lasted at least two days.
Than she took the pen Emilie used to frame her eyes and dublicated it, too, then jinxed the one so it would colour everything it touched in bright pink.
She took the dublications and put them into her pocket.
She would give them to Emilie the next day. She couldn't be THAT mean...
'Hermione took the lipstick out of her pocket and looked at her image in the mirror, than over to the door. She closed it and stared into the mirror again. She would just have a try...
Carefully, she put the lipstick on...
It didn't look bad, but something was missing...
She hesitated, then took the black pen out of her pocket. She framed her eyes and liked the image that smiled at her. It looked so... forbidden...
The next morning, Hermione woke up because of a loud "Ouch!" from somewhere outside her room.
And she smiled because she knew Emilie had just met the invisible wall that denied access to those who didn't officially live in those rooms. And Emilie OFFICIALY didn't.
Hermione stood up and checked herself in the large mirror she had set up next to the window.
She wore hotpants and and a tank top, both in black, and wore wore a high pony tail.
AND she had fixed the make-up she had put on, for about a week.
She looked great.
And so she wnet through the common room, smiling while she entered the bathroom.
Draco held Emilies arms, so she wouldn't try to run and get a grip on Hermiones hair but smash into this invisible wall again.
Emilie yelled and screamed, but Hermione just smiled and slammed the door. But before, she noticed Malfoy getting a good look at her legs.
She grinned to herself.
When Hermione was ready, she looked herself over in the mirror.
She looked like a copy of Emilie. That had NOT been the plan...
She thought for a few minutes, than magically shortened her skirt, transformed her white socks to deep red overknees and went to her room, ignoring the yelling Emilie and the open-mouthed-staring Draco.
She put her DrMartens boots on and looked herself over again... The boots were old, they had once belonged to one of her cousins.
Hermione only had them because her mother had said "That's what young girls wear nowadays, no?"
Well, right now old-looking boots were exactly what Hermione needed, because it made it look like she wore those often...
She took her books and exited her room.
"Granger, get that spell off that room"
"Oh, I'm sorry Malfoy. Access to Emilie given for two hours from now on, given by the spell-caster"
The door glowed for a few seconds, then Emilie went towards the door slowly, arms searching any sign of the wall until she was in "Good for you, mudblood. I would have given you a broken nose if you..."
"You should hurry up, Connor. You only got two hours to get ready..."
The door was slammed shut and just when Hermione was about to go, Malfoy spoke.
"You think this is funny, Granger? You think the change of clothing will change your social standart? You were, are and will be just a dirty mu..."
"AAAAAARGHHH!!!!!"
Hermione smiled "Sounds as if your good-for-nothing girlfriend has some kind of Problem"