Chappy 2! All fixed. I'll soon have every chapter done thanks to my pro writer friend, KTV.

I don't own HP or his sexy body. I don't own any of the five books. Bu Hu. cry cry

The new girl

"I'm Isabel. I've just moved here. My father was just transferred into the ministry. He's made arrangements for me to be in Gryffindor. A girl named Lavender invited me to room with her so from what I hear it sounds like we'll be roommates!" She flashed her dazzling straight white teethed smile at Hermione.

At that moment, Hermione felt a peculiar feeling swell up in her that she could only name to be unadulterated loathing. Hermione formed a hate for this new girl not only because of her blonde hair or her blue eyes or her protruding chest, but because her perfectly polished fingers rested high on Ron's thigh! What was she thinking? Did this mean that they were together? No! it couldn't be. They'd only just met today! It wasn't remotely possible.

"Hey 'Mione how was your summer?" asked Harry breaking the awkward pause in which Hermione tried to burn holes in Isabel's forehead. Her attempts neither ended in avail nor attracted Ron's attention. Harry had a keen sense for the stench of tenseness in the air and had a talent for always finding some way to remove it.

"Pretty good thanks for asking Harry," she said, still glaring at Ron hoping he would ask her about her summer. Hermione turned to Harry to converse with him about how his summer went at the Dursley's (hellish) and how he was doing without Sirius (miserable) when she felt eyes on her. Surely enough Ron's large green eyes focused on her as if he was trapped in a trance. However, the second he saw her return his gaze, he returned to Isabel and the story of her previous years at her former school. Hermione stopped abruptly. Was he just staring at me? her voice questioned inside her head. Hermione smiled to herself, her new hair spell really did the trick. The hair along with the help of Parvati's mascara and blush, which she begged her to owl during the summer, somehow hypnotized Ron into goggling at her. While discussing the events of the summer, Hermione couldn't help but eavesdrop on Isabel and Ron's conversation. They were discussing Ancient Ruins, a class that Isabel wasn't too familiar with. It was driving Hermione practically insane that she wasn't the one talking to Ron. At least the circumstance of an argument would be better than not speaking to him and having some dimwit he just met try to grab his (incredibly cute) butt. What a tart!

"It sounds like a positively pointless class. I find divination much more interesting don't you think so, Ronald? It is ok if I call you Ronald, right?" her overly perky voice asked as she pinned his thigh.

Hermione had had enough! "ANCIENT RUINS IS A VERY INFORMATIVE CLASS THAT IS VERY INTERESTING. IF ANY CLASS AT HOGWARTS IS POINTLESS IT'S DIVINATION AND NO IT IS NOT OK TO CALL HIM RONDALD BECAUSE THAT IS WHAT I CALL HIM!" Hermione screamed.

She'd lost her breath and now the entire compartment fell silent as Hermione watched tears fill up in Isabel's eyes. Feeling terribly awkward as well as provocative, possessive, and bitchy, Hermione grabbed her bag and escaped the compartment.

Why had she done that? It was Isabel's opinion to think Ancient Ruins was pointless (even if it was wrong). It was possible she had been a little bit rude but that girl was all over Ron. What's worse, she tried to call him Ronald! That was what set her off. Merlin! Now Ron would suspect something of Hermione! What if he thinks she's weird or something? When they got to school she would apologize with any luck Ron would be too thick to put it together!

Dear Diary,

I got my hopes up about Ron for nothing! Nada! Rien! Nothing! When I originally boarded the Hogwarts Express, my confidence was at an apex I was ready for a great year. Then that Nazi poster child shows up and is fondling Ron! She was saying how she thought that Ancient Ruins was a pointless class (it isn't) and then called him Ronald (which is my thing)! Well I was fuming and I verbally attacked her and then she started crying. I know I have to apologize but I am just so upset about this.

Hermione

She took one look at the tear speckled page and ripped the page from the binding in one tear.

Not long after, the train came to a halt and all the students began abandoning their compartments. This was Hermione's chance to express her condolence for acting so ignorant. There was Isabel, walking out, dabbing her eyes with a tissue. Hermione couldn't help but feel a twinge of pathos, especially since it was her fault.

"Isabel, I'm really sorry for being so rude. I'm um… just PMS'ing. Don't take it personally." Hermione's voice sounded very sincere and Isabel's face returned to the dimpled, flawless smile that Hermione was already prepared to throw darts at.

"Thank you Hermione. It I'm sorry I didn't realize that Ronald was your name for him if I would have," Isabel said in a feeble accent.

Hermione shook her head, "Its okay I was overreacting."

Hermione's face now mimicked Isabel's. They both smiled stupidly as they climbed into the horseless carriages which amazed Isabel. On the way, Hermione felt she had to know if Ron and Isabel had done anything but a lump in her throat prevented her from finding the words. She possessed a fear so strong that Isabel would say yes, she felt her bravery drain.

When everyone arrived in the Great Hall the most boring part of the first day of school began, the sorting. Hermione had already made sure that she had placed herself next to Ron for the ceremony but wished she hadn't for two reasons.

1. Hermione longed to write in her diary about the exact curl in Ron's hair and how much he had changed and how undeniably attractive he looked on the train.

2. He smelled so good that Hermione had to fight her body from crawling onto his lap and keeping her body to herself.

Isabel, however, couldn't keep her hands off Ron during the sorting. Every half a minute she would run her fingers through his hair or squeeze his hand. Ron of course did nothing to object. He enjoyed this thoroughly. Hermione, at this point was grew livid. Ron turned Hermione's way to inform her that the feast was about to start when his eyes fell upon the small book Hermione was writing in. Her luck, Ron had seen his name at least 6 times on that particular page and slyly attempted to steal the book from Hermione's hands to see what she had written, but she was just too quick.

"I saw my name in there about 6 times! What were you writing about me?" he interrogated.

"That's none of your concern and if you ever even attempt at reading this book ever again you won't live to tell the tale!" Hermione exclaimed angrily.

A few "OOOOHHHH's" told Hermione her voice was much louder than she'd intended. Ron sat there, stunned, feeling remorseful for peeking over. He's only been curious about his name being in the book. He didn't expect to be shut down.

By that time, the feast had begun and everyone was eating and chatting happily about the year ahead minus Hermione. She was so disgusted by Ron and Isabel's fondle fest that she couldn't eat her own food (though she knew she was really missing out.) At this point Isabel was getting into random fits of laughter, in spite of Hermione, as she spoon fed Ron the Jello pudding A/N: I don't own Jello. like he was six months old. Ron, still enjoying her impish behavior, didn't notice Hermione scowling at them. Isabel, on the contrary, noted Hermione's jealous. That didn't stop her; in fact, it provoked her to flaunt herself with the food and giggling even louder during her laughing fits.

The feast was finally over thank MERLIN! It was all Hermione could digest for one day. She was fully prepared to hit the sack without even stopping in the Common Room. She did this without writing in her diary or even washing her borrowed makeup of her face. Before she was entirely asleep, though, she heard footsteps outside her door. One terribly annoying, high pitched giggle alerted her that the footsteps' owners were Isabel and Ron.

"Aw Ron, you're so adorable, thank you for walking me to my room," Isabel said with another laugh. A smooch sound, which made Hermione gag, came from outside the door. Moments later, Isabel came into view with that stunning smile on her face.

"What a fabulous first day! 'Night," she said before collapsing into her bed.

Beta: Katie Margaret aka Katie V.