The worst part was that she had to face Ginny in this. She knew what would go through Ginny's head, another addition to the list on why Hermione does not have a boyfriend! Hermione gave a sigh of frustration as she buried her face in her hands. But, she gathered herself and took a deep breath. "Knowledge is power." Hermione repeated in her head, giving her strength to walk out the bathroom door.
It was even worse to see Ginny looking stunning and her pyjamas were a silky nightgown that made Hermione thought would make boys drool. Hermione thought of her own reflection in the mirror. "I'd probably make boys throw up" she thought.
"Hey, cute." Ginny said when she noticed Hermione. Hermione looked at her in disbelief for that comment.
Despite the fight the two girls engaged into earlier that day, they had fun talking to one another and laughing the night away but certainly, trying to hide the laughter from Hermione Granger's parents. It was a fun conversation, but Hermione doubted that this was the type of conversation that went on at the slumber party.
Ginny was the first to fall asleep. Hermione was wide awake with imaginations. She imagined what it would be like to have a boyfriend at Hogwarts. All the girls would then talk to her, she would be invited to many slumber parties and so much more. It wasn't just the popularity reasons that Hermione wished she had someone. She was a hopeless romantic, and wish she knew what love was really like. Hermione sighed as she starred at the ceiling.
"Boo..." a female voice said in a dull matter.
Hermione screamed and sat up. There was purple haired girl with angel wings sitting upon Hermione's bed. The girl had on a white dress and most definitely looked like a stereotypical angel. Well, except for the purple hair.
The winged lady laughed. "That was NOT supposed to scare you. And you best shut up before you wake your slut." She shook her head in dissatisfaction.
"My slut!" Hermione questioned in disgust.
"Whoops, I meant friend." The lady laughed once again. "Although it's practically the same thing in this case." She continued in a bitchy kind of way.
"Ginny is not a slut!" Hermine defended.
The purple haired girl looked over at Ginny. "Looks like a slut, to me." The stranger kept her opinion.
Hermione did not say anything. Part of her enjoyed that this stranger thought Ginny was a slut. Hermione obviously still held anger for Ginny.
"Not to be rude or anything," Hermione said casually. "BUT WHO THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU!" she snapped at the intruder.
"What did I fucking tell you about awakening the fucking slut?" the intruder gave Hermione a deadly glare. Hermione shut up. It had been awhile since she had last heard somebody swear at her like that.
"My name is Verse, if you must know." Verse twitched in anger.
"Why are you here? What are you doing?" Hermione questioned, thinking the girl's name was rather odd.
"I'm here because you asked for me to be here."
"What?" Hermione hardly understood.
"You want a boyfriend, correct?" the wanderer crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow at the bushy haired girl.
"Well..." Hermione looked down, somewhat ashamed of her wants. Verse smiled and stood up. Her hair was messed up, split ends sticking out. She had on a white dress but it seemed to be torn and patched up in various places. Her wings were the only pretty thing about her, according to Hermione.
"I can help you with that, you know." Verse for the first time looked like she cared.
Looking up at the new arrival with big, sad brown eyes, Hermione wondered. "Are you here to help me?"
The lady nodded. "I am. You see..." she began, starring up. "I was sent here...because you are...destroying a fabric in time." Verse spoke slowly, not taking her gaze off of the ceiling.
Hermione did not respong, but opened her eyes wide in shock.
"You're supposed to have a boyfriend by now. But, somebody from the future wished that you never had, for it'll be somebody you marry and they got jealous and all that jazz." She looked over at Hermione and gave her a smile.
"Woah..." Hermione thought. "So, are you an angel?'
The girl snorted as she laughed. "No. I'm just some chick with wings. Magic gets very improved in the future. Explains the time travel issue."
"Then why are you the one helping me?" Hermione had questioned this, for she had no idea what kind of person would send one such as Verse for this task.
"I work for the Ministry. Secret Services."
The bookworm bit her lip. She never heard of the "Secret Services" department. Perhaps because it was secret. "Is it honestly that much of an issue?"
"YES!" she snapped, making Hermione jump a little. "It is causing a rip in the fabric in time! And when a fabric is ripped, the hole gets bigger and bigger until there is none left. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME, MAGGOT!" Verse ranted like a maniac, obviously no longer caring if she were to wake up the "slut".
That rant made Hermione see slightly more clear on why one such as Verse would be working for the Secret Services.
"But..." Hermione wondered "...coming here seems to be dangerous for time, too, is it not?"
"Ya. That's why only you may know of my presence and why I'm leaving now, with the fixing of this being practically nothing but I thought in your head. Dreams, if you will but they are rather real."
"I don't quite understand your meaning."
"I will give you the choice of a lifetime. You will be able to test out what life would be like if you were to end up with many different guys you know, and at the end, I'll come back and you give me your decision."
Hermione felt like beaming but something just didn't add up. "I get a choice? What about the fabric in time?".
"Well, you see, the part that's being screwed up is simply by the factor that, if it weren't for the Service, you would not have a boyfriend tomorow. Plus, we don't know who it was supposed to be in my timeline. We've done research, this shouldn't affect a thing and whatever it does, can not be worse then what's happening." Verse explained making Hermione wonder, what was so important about her having a boyfriend that would destroy time itself? But, before Hermione could ask such a question,Verse gently placed a hand upon Hermione's forhead.
"Have fun, sweety."