Disclaimer: I did in NO way invent or own Harry Potter or any of the subject matter in this story. All of my credit goes to J.K. Rowling and her publishers.
Hermione reached the portrait of the Fat Lady and quickly muttered the password (Copernicus). She was short-winded and completely out of breath from running and crying simultaneously. She slowly entered the Gryffindor Common Room, then carefully stepped up the girls' staircase. She walked into her room, threw her book bag to the ground, and fell onto her bed.
There she lay, crying silently for several minutes. Hermione did not know why Malfoy's comment had affected her so terribly; she was used to him calling her a mudblood, but it wasn't that. It was the other comment. Overanalyzing, she wondered, maybe he is right? Maybe I could stand to lose of few pounds.
Suddenly, and idea sprang to her head. She grabbed the Cosmetic Charms for the Teenage Witch out of her bag. It automatically opened to chapter seven, "Weight Loss and Awareness." The advice it gave, to Hermione's shock, was muggle methods of dieting and weight loss. She was discouraged to find that there was no "miracle weight-loss" spell or potion. Hermione read up on calorie counting, keeping a record of everything she ate, and exercise plans. In the back of her mind, she wondered how healthy this was, but quickly dismissed her thoughts. After all, it was in a book…and books always had given her wisdom. With that, she shut the book, hid it in her trunk, and happily sprang downstairs to find Harry and Ron. It was going to be so simple, she smiled.
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Author's note: Another very short chapter, but it seemed like a very good stopping point. I am going to continue updating right now and write the fourth. I hope you enjoy this so far.
Another note: Review my story! If you do, I will review yours.