Well hello, only two people reviewed my last chapter... I hope it's not coz its crap?? Anyway here is my second chapter... I'm sorry it took so long but I am suffering from exam stress and ...well exams really!!! Well I hope you enjoy and please tell me what you think!! Even if its bad coz all response is good...right!! I'm sorry happy...seeing Harry Potter on Monday ahhhhhhh

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Jk Rowling, however the plot is mine so don't sue. ( not that you would get much if you did...I own the great fortune of 50p and a piece of string.)

Chapter 2

Hermione stopped momentarily outside the compartment, her hand raised ready to knock on the glass. She watched the two girls flicking through the new edition of 'Witch weekly' pausing and giggling when they found an article of interest. She smiled unconsciously; she really had missed them this summer. More than any other time, they had been the only ones who had understood how she felt about Harry and Ron.

She had, had a confusing time last year. One moment Harry had been floating around her head and she couldn't get enough of his emerald eyes and raven hair. Next week Harry was not the object of her affection but Ron. She adored his sense of humour, and the way he made her feel special. She'd told Lavender and Parvati one night about the problem.

"What's wrong Hermione?" Lavender asked as Hermione let out another frustrated sigh.

"Nothing."

By the look on Lavenders face Hermione knew she didn't buy it.

"Ok...well, it's complicated."

"It's Harry and Ron isn't it." Parvati interrupted Hermione before she had a chance to tell them.

"What...what about them?" she said trying to keep nonchalant.

"Come on Hermione, its so obvious, you like them." Lavender informed her.

"Ok I do...but not both at once...its so confusing. I like Harry one minute, Ron the next."

Lavender and Parvati nodded sympathetically, and so the talk began. By one that morning all three had decided that, in truth, if you put Ron in Harry's body, you'd have the perfect person.


Hermione broke out her reverie when Lavender waved, a huge smile plastered on her face. Hermione smiled back and pushed open the compartment door.

"Hi guys," she said as she sat down on the seat opposite the two girls. Flashing them a huge grin and peering at the magazine Parvati was still holding.

"Oh my God!! Your teeth!" Lavender screamed.

Hermione's hand shot straight to her mouth trying to feel what was wrong with them. ' Oh no not again' she thought panicking.

"No, no calm down, I just meant they look really nice." Lavender giggled, bringing Hermione into an apologetic and reassuring hug.

"Oh" Hermione said sheepishly, her cheeks gaining colour rapidly.

The girls smiled at her and told her to sit down.

"Thanks...umm well I was just wondering if you could maybe, do something with my hair?"

The girls squealed excitedly and hugged each other in glee. They had been itching to get their wands on Hermione's trademark bushy hair; it had more or less been their ambition to tame it.

They had always pestered Hermione to let them try to tame her wild hair; but before she had always thought it stupid, she wanted to concentrate at school, get her owls and newts and anyway, she reasoned, what did looks have to do with exams. But something had changed in Hermione over the holidays she was more conscious about the way she looked. She was fed up with being ignored by her best friends, just seen as one of the boys, she wanted and needed a change. Anyway Lavender and Parvati were very pretty and were well known for their skills in makeovers on other students and themselves. Their most famous make over was that of a Hufflepuff student, Eloise Midgeon who after accidentally removed her nose in fourth year turned to the two girls and they managed to sort out her acne without any loss of facial features! Hermione noticed that yet again they had changed their own appearance. Lavender now had long, straight, tan coloured hair that fell over her deep brown eyes. Parvati had half cast skin and brilliant green eyes, similar to Harry's. Her hair that was usually in loose ringlets was today straight and sleek.

"Of course we will!" Parvati said closing the magazine and moving so she was directly opposite Hermione.

"What do you think you'll do?" Hermione asked, placing her in her lap and fiddling nervously with her fingers. Having a wand pointed at her face, wasn't the most comfortable of experiences.

"It'll be a surprise!" Lavender said giving Parvati a quick smile and picking up her wand. Hermione drew a deep breath and chewed her lip.

"Relax 'Mione" Parvati said as she too picked up her wand and pointed it at Hermione.

An hour later Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Luna all looked up as they heard the door to their compartment open. They had been wondering where Hermione had got to but their questions were answered when a girl with long, straight, chestnut hair walked into the room, smiling broadly. Hermione's hair was twice as long as it had been it now reached the small of her back. Lavender and Parvati had cut it to frame her face, and had magically enhanced her natural highlights. She sat down in between Harry and Ron and reached for the book above her head, 'Hogwarts a History.'

"Hermione! You look... you look..." Ron stammered his mouth hanging open, staring at disbelief that his best friend could look that good. At this thought his ears and cheeks began to rapidly gain a rather pink tinge.

"Amazing!" Harry finished and smiling at Hermione. He'd always known she was pretty, but she was still Hermione Granger, cleverest witch in Hogwarts and one of his best friends.

Ginny grinned at Hermione; she of course knew about Hermiones' little problem, she didn't need Hermione to tell her. "It's gorgeous, your hair, its so long!" she exclaimed, smirking as she watched her brother squirm uncomfortably.

"Thank-you." Hermione said blushing a deep crimson and burying herself further into the book. This was the reaction she had been hoping for but she expected it would take a while to get used to.

Outside the weather was getting dark and the scenery was getting more mountainous a good sign that soon they would be arriving at Hogwarts for their 7th year. Hermione sighed and looked at her watch, "We're gonna have to go Ron." She said closing the book and putting it in her case.

Ron sighed and put down his box of every flavour beans he was riffling through.

"See you in the Great Hall mate."

"Yep, save you a seat." Harry answered.

As Hermione walked into the entrance hall of the castle, reality seemed to sink in that she may soon become Head girl. Her heart skipped a beat at the thought, and her stomach twisted with nerves.

It seemed Ron too was having similar thoughts, but judging by his colour and sullen look he was not so keen on the idea of Head boy. Fred and George had obviously been giving him grief again this summer, although they seemed to be much more sensible (if you call running a joke shop sensible?) in Hermiones opinion, now that they had started there own business. She couldn't deny that they were very good at what they did.

She grabbed Ron's' hand and squeezed it reassuringly, causing Ron to go from a shade of pale green to a bright crimson.

"Lets go in." Hermione suggested, ignoring the ogling stares of the male students.

Ron nodded and they both entered the hall, immediately looking for Harry and Ginny and a place to sit at the long Gryffindor table. Several heads turned to see who the girl with 'Weasley qudditch captain' was.

To every ones surprise, especially Ron's, he, Ron Weasley, not Harry Potter, was made qudditch captain last year. He didn't like to admit it but being centre of attention for once in his life had been great. It had been an even better reward when Fred and George, who had been so impressed with 'little ronnykins' that they had bought him the best racing broom money could by, a firebolt!

Hermione waved frantically as she spotted Harry and let go of Ron's hand, much to the relief of Ron. He could handle being stared at during qudditch and in the corridors by a few people but the whole school was too much to handle.

After the sorting Dumbledore stood up from his seat at the staff table and raised his hand causing the echoing laugher and babble of voices to stop immediately.

"Welcome, welcome to another wonderful year at Hogwarts. Now we are all sorted," He paused smiling down at the new students, "I think we should sing the Hogwarts song...it has been a few years since this wonderful song has reached my ears and I would very much like to hear it again. So on the count of three, 3"

At that the whole school began to sing loudly, in an assortment of melodies the Hogwarts theme. Hermione chose to sing it in something similar to the national anthem.

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts

Teach us something please

Whether we be old and bald or young with scabby knees

Our heads could do with filling with some interesting stuff

For now they're bare and full of air

Dead flies and bits of fluff

So teach us things worth knowing

Bring back what we've forgot

Just do your best we'll do the rest and learn until our brains all rot"

Eventually the singing stopped, and Dumbledore clapped enthusiastically,

"Marvellous, marvellous. Well I will give announcements after the feast, because quite frankly I'm famished."

He stared down at the students over his half moon glasses and clapped his hands causing the usual piles of food to appear on the gold plates on the four house tables.

"Who do you think will be head boy and girl this year?" Harry asked as he reached past Nearly Headless Nick to reach some particularly nice looking Yorkshire puddings.

"Well I would hope our young Miss Granger here." Nick answered as he watched Harry hungrily, who was now piling pork chops onto his plate. Hermione blushed at the compliment and looked down at her potatoes as if they were the most interesting things in the world.

"What about me?" Ron asked slightly offended.

"Yes well, ahem, I just think it is unlikely to be two students from Gryffindor. Although that would certainly show the Bloody Baron that Gryffindor are better." Nick said smirking.

Ron still looked hurt but decided that the food was too good to be ignored.

"It'll probably be Malfoy anyway." Ron spat, after gulping down a large glass of Pumpkin juice.

"I don't know Ron, I think you have a good chance." Hermione said. 'Its probably true though' Hermione thought, ' Malfoy has connections.'

As if Harry read her thoughts he spoke up, "Yeah but Malfoy has good connections, and plus Snape adores him and you've seen how close Snape is too Dumbledore these days."

"Yes but Ron's dad is close to Dumbledore too." Hermione insisted, when she saw the worried look on Ron's face.

Throughout the feast Hermione's food began to look less and less appetising as her nerves began to go into over drive. By the time desert had come and gone Hermione couldn't even look at a profiterole (usually her favourite desert) without feeling sick.

She was thankful when Dumbledore finished his conversation with Professor McGonagall and stood up, getting the attention of the hall.

"Well I think it is time to have some announcements. Firstly Mr Filch would like to remind both first years and the rest of the students that the Forbidden forest is in fact forbidden. He also would like to say that more or less anything from 'Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes' is banned in the school corridors. I personally think that their fake wands are marvellous."

The three friends grinned broadly, at Dumbledore as he winked at them. He had great admiration for Fred and George after they had showed their support to him in their seventh year.

"Ok well, next thing is the new Head boy and girl. It has been a hard choice this year as so many of the prefects have done their jobs so well. However to cut a long story short, avoiding the long meetings, I feel that the two who will receive the badge will greatly deserve this praise. So without further ado I would like, firstly, Miss Granger to stand up and take a bow."

Hermione stood up shyly, blushing at the applause she was receiving, form everyone but the Slytherins who were sitting quietly arms folded. Hermione sat back down and sat tentatively waiting to see who would be sharing a dorm with her. She had a bad feeling that Harry and Ron had been right. She dreaded to think what life would be like sharing a dorm with Malfoy.

"Thank-you and well done Miss Granger. Right, Head boy was a much harder decision, and after considering all the prefects and there achievements we have decided to award this badge to Mr Malfoy."

Three of the four tables sat in a stunned silence, staring wide eyed at Dumbledore. Ron had knocked over his drink in surprise and disgust, he had obviously forgotten their conversation early that evening.

"He's mad." One third year Gryffindor student whispered to the boy next to him, "Malfoy took points off me in my first year for being shorter to him!"

Other conversations began to pop up around the hall, stories about the strangeness of Dumbledores decision. Once the Slytherins cheering had died down and Draco had sat down next to Pansy who was planting kisses all over his face.

"Well done Mr Malfoy, I would like to speak to both you and Miss Granger once the feast is over,"

Dumbledore was interrupted by a small cough from Professor McGonagall.

"Ah, thank you Professor, it seems that the feast is in fact over so if you'd all like to go to bed, and I have one last word of advice for you, Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus! Thank- you"

And with that he sat down, and waited for Draco and Hermione to approach the table. He smiled inwardly to himself, ' This will be an interesting year.'