I was going to write 'hello again', but I always start off that way. I really wouldn't mind if you guys wrote and told me any new chapter ideas. So… I'll start on the next chapter without further adieu.

Disclaimer- I don't own any of the characters in this chapter except Lucy and Venetta.

They're mine, so KEEP YOUR LITTLE HANDS OFF! Please.

' Umm, Draco?' Hermione asked tentatively.

' What?' He snarled.

' Do you think you could-umm, show me how to get to the Slytherin common room?'

' What am I, your tour guide?' He asked spitefully, but changed him mind quickly when he saw Harry take out his wand. ' Sure.' He said grudgingly.

Hermione followed Draco down the musty-smelling hallways to the dungeon. They came to a halt in front of what looked like just another piece of the stone wall.

' Pureblood.' Draco drawled.

The wall opened to reveal a common room with an elaborately carved fireplace. Emerald flames licked up the sides of it. In front of the fire stood several high-backed chairs, some of which were occupied.

' I'm going up to the boys rooms. I suppose Dumbledore has sent up robes and clothing of some type for us. The girls dormitories are over there.' he waved vaguely in the other direction. ' I'll come get you when we have to go to the feast.' When he was done talking, he walked up to the stairway to the boy's dormitory.

Hermione walked in the direction he had pointed the girls dormitories were, and went up the stairs. She found an empty bed and sat down. She ignored the curios and even hostile looks the other girls were giving her.

' Hello. Why do you look so sad? Hmm, what's the matter? Cat got your tongue?'

Hermione looked up to see a thin, gothic girl leering at her. She had black hair, brown eyes, and wore tight black leggings with an oversized black t-shirt that had a silver skull that was enchanted so that it frowned at whoever looked at it.

' No. I'm fine.' Hermione said warily.

' My names Lucreta. My friends call me Lucy.' She said.

' Huh! What friends?' One of the other girls asked.

' I do too have friends! She's my friend!' Lucy pointed to Hermione lying on the bed.

One of the girls stood up and surveyed Hermione.'Are you her friend?' She asked, a faint sneer on her face. ' Its all right if you aren't, you know. She doesn't have any friends.'

' Umm, I guess so.' Hermione said, knowing that she didn't answer; Lucy would likely turn her into something slimy.

' See! I told you so!'

' Whatever.' The other girl tossed her waist long black hair over her shoulder and sat back down on the bed.

' You know, you need a makeover. You can't be in this girls dormitory if you don't look like you belong in Slytherin.' This came from the girl on the bed. 'My name is Venetta.'

Venetta stood up again and touched a lock of Hermiones bushy brown hair.

' Hmm, you'd look good blond.'

Ignoring Hermione's stammers, she picked up her wand and said something Hermione couldn't hear. Hermione felt her hair growing longer, and felt bangs brush against her forehead. Her eyes prickled a little bit, and she could feel her skin going hot, then warm.

' Now for the clothes.'

Hermione suddenly could feel the air on her legs. She felt her robes vanish, and be replaced with a flimsy top.

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