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Authors Quick Note: Okay I wrote this in like February in a book of mine... And it came to over 100 handwritten pages and in two books... Go me… But recently I didn't have the internet for a few days and decided to type it up (which took me ages) and now I am posting it. Please no flames, only nice comments.

Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to Ash Lee Parr (Soon to be Saber) and James Dillion Saber… I love those guys!

Tangled Temptations

Chapter One: Pumpkin Juice & Compartments

It was the first day of September, the day they all returned to Hogwarts. Hermione Granger lay sleeping joyously until a large body began bouncing on her bed. Ginny.

"Mione, come on get up, we're leaving in 20 minutes," she whined. Hermione jumped instantly out of bed and ran for the shower.

"Gin, can you please pack the last few things into my trunk and leave me out a set of clothes and a Hogwarts robe for me please?" she asked, running out of the bathroom to retrieve her towel.

A sly grin played across Ginny's face, "sure thing Herms". Ginny raced around the room, throwing the last few items belonging to Hermione in her trunk, leaving nothing she closed it and placed a sealing charm on it. She then ran to her trunk and pulled out a silver bag.

Flashback

"Hello Mrs. Granger. I'm Ginny Weasley. I'm here to get Hermione." Ginny extended her hand to the older lady. They shook hands and Hermione's mother beckoned her in.

"Hermione won't be too long. I hope" she chuckled slightly, "she's just in the shower". She led Ginny into the lightly decorated lounge room. "Ginny dear, I was wondering if you would be able to help me on a little something." Mrs. Granger asked.

"Yes of course Mrs. Granger". The older lady dashed from the room and returned a moment later carrying a silver velvet bag.

"Ginny dear, I'm sure that you agree, Hermione's dressing sense is astoundingly disgraceful. These are a set of magical clothes. They appear to be normal clothes but after being put on there is a small piece of parchment. Read it out loud and imagine the clothes and they will automatically change on Hermione." Ginny smirked.

"Oh I can't wait to get her in these", she said excitedly. "I trust you will use them well my dear". "Oh don't worry Mrs. Granger I will," she said.

End of Flashback

Hermione emerged from the bathroom 10 minutes later, frizzy hair plastered to her back. She approached the bed where Ginny had laid down the clothes. To Hermione's satisfaction it was a black bra and panties, a red tee a pair of jeans and a hoody. "Thanks Gin, and here I was thinking you'd try and trick me into wearing something inappropriate," she said chuckling.

Ginny turned from Hermione trying to hide the overly large grin plastered to her face. "How do I look Gin?" She asked, running a brush through her hair. "Awesome". Ginny reached for the small piece of parchment in her pocked and silently whispered "Arela deloiz cluthep chanfre."

Ginny instantly thought of a set of clothes Hermione would suit, grabbed her trunk and descended the stairs. "Ginny, Hermione, hurry up please, we're leaving now" Molly called from somewhere down stairs.

Ginny left Hermione in the room, hoping she wouldn't notice her outfit had changed – drastically, after placing a small make-up spell on Hermione.

"GINNY! WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU WEARING?" Ron yelled as he saw his little sister. "Clothing Ronald, what do you expect?'' Ginny was wearing a dark purple boob tube, mini denim shorts and a pair of skater shoes.

"If Hermione wore something like this I bet you wouldn't tell 'her' off. You wouldn't care. So if Hermione dresses like this. I do." Ginny asked, withholding her smile.

"Duh as if Gin, Mione would never dress like that" Ron laughed.

His jaw dropped open the next moment when Hermione became visible from the staircase. "Hey Ron, Ginny" she said. Harry stepped into the room as Hermione eyed Ron suspiciously.

"WOW! Hermione you look hot!" Harry said, blushing after realizing what he had said to his best friend. "Guys its nothing different to what I'd normally wear." She said, looking down at herself.

"GINNY WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?" she screamed. Ginny smiled helplessly. "I'm sorry, but what's done, is done" she said smirking. Hermione was wearing a black low cut V-neck sweater with sleeves down to just above her elbows, very short mini denim skirt that hung tightly on her hips. The outfit showed a little bit of her midriff. She also had on the black boots she loved oh so much.

"Come on you lot, we'll be late at this rate. Girls you look lovely" Molly said all too quickly. They left 12 Grimauld Place exactly two minutes later, all shrinking their trunks to the size of a small candy.

It was 10:55am by the time they reached Platform 9 ¾ at King's Cross Station. They all hugged Mrs. Weasley and found an empty compartment aboard the Hogwarts Express. They were soon joined by none other than their fellow Gryffindor's – Lavender & Parvati, Seamus and Neville.

"Gee, Hermione, I would never think of you to be wearing something as showing as that. It looks great but there's no chance of you getting guys. So um sweetie, stop being a slut." Lavender said cruelly, "And oh, by the way. The shoes are very distasteful". Hermione may not have approved of what she was wearing, but it surely didn't look that bad.

"I'll be right back guys ok. I'm just going to the bathroom" with that she turned, but heard Parvati add "probably to try and powder her imperfect nose."

It seemed as though everybody was so involved in their new found conversations that they didn't even see or hear her at all. By the time she had shut the compartment door behind her, tears had began falling from her eyes.

Hermione began running; she didn't want anybody to see her like this. She could think of only one thing at that moment other than the people who generally called themselves her friends were the one telling her she looked disgusting. The thought made her cry harder.

Still running she knocked straight into somebody, not even saying sorry, like her normal self she began to run again until that somebody grabbed her arm and pulled her into an empty compartment.

"Granger…isn't it?" the male voice asked her. "Yeah" she sobbed. "You know generally it's quite rude to run into somebody and not say sorry" he said. She looked up and wiped the hair from her eyes.

"I'm sorry… I'm not really sure of your name" she said suddenly becoming interested in her shoes.

"Knock, knock," said the old plump witch who strolled into the compartment. "Would you dear's care for anything?" she asked kindly. "Before you answer, this year, Doris will be doing the trolley at 3pm. So there are two chances for you students to get something to eat or drink" she said.

The boy smiled. "May I please have two cauldron cakes and two bottles of iced Pumpkin Juice?" he asked her politely. There was an exchange of coins and then the plump old witch disappeared. "Here, take these,'' he said, offering a bottle and cake to her.

"Thank you," Hermione said, looking up at the boy for the first time. He was handsome with slightly olive skin, black shoulder length hair, that was ties back in a silver ribbon, and he had mystic purple and silvery blue eyes. Not to mention the muscles visible in his tight black top.

"I'm Blaise… Blaise Zabini" he said, smiling and sipping his pumpkin juice. "H-Hermione Granger" she said.

"You're a Slytherin I presume?" she asked, her voice quavering slightly. "Yes, and you a Gryffindor," he replied. "May I call you Hermione?" he asked.

"Yeah, that's ok." "So, Hermione, why were you crying in the halls?" he asked.

Hermione told Blaise why she was crying as he sat quietly, not once interrupting her. They talked for hours, about school, and homework. One moment they were talking about Muggle Studies, and the next Harry and Ron had come barging into the compartment.

"Hermione! Oh my god we were all so scared. Lavender said you went to the toilet and that was hours ago!" Ron said, hugging her tightly. "Ron, you can let go now" she said slightly amused at his strange behavior. "Come on, lets go" Harry said.

"I'd rather not-," she was cut off by Ron beginning to drag her out of the compartment. "I believe the lady had not finished her sentence" Blaise said, speaking for the first time since the boys had invaded the compartment.

"Nobody was talking to you and asked your opinion Death Eater" Ron snarled.

"I'm as much a Death Eater as you are rich Weasley," Blaise spat, anger intensifying at being called a Death Eater. Ron's ears and face turned red ands his fist made its way over to the corner of Blaise's mouth.

"RONALD BILLIUS WEASLEY! HOW DARE YOU?" Hermione screeched, raising her hand to slap him. Blood seeped through a small tear in Blaise's lip. Hermione noticing the blood on her new friend's face put her arm up to wipe it away but was stopped by Blaise gripping her wrist gently but firmly. "No Mon-Cheri. I must depart, see you at Hogwarts." He said, before turning and leaving the compartment.

"What do you think you were doing?" she scolded, "Ron, why did you have to hit him for? He did nothing but shoot a remark back, and if I remember correctly, which I do. It was you who insulted him first by calling him a Death Eater. You're damn lucky he didn't kill you. I would have." Hermione said, trying hard not to strangle the red headed boy.

"Hermione, remember, he's a Slytherin. All Slytherin's have Death Eater parents!" Harry said, speaking softly but strongly. As they left neither Harry nor Ron noticed Hermione sneaking Blaise's minimized empty bottle of juice into her pockets.

"Oh my god Lav," Parvati said. "Did you see that Blaise Zabini today?" she asked, "He's totally hot". Hermione wanted to throw up. "I'd totally do him", Lavender replied to her friend.

This enraged Hermione further. How dare Lavender Brown say that she Hermione Marie Granger was trying to be like a slut when 'she' herself was drooling over guys and saying she would 'do' them.

Hermione scoffed as they continued to talk about Blaise Zabini and numerous amounts of guys their age. She got up and walked out of the compartment again. She made her way to the bathroom as she stood patiently. Hermione then heard somebody retching from inside, so she knocked politely.

"Excuse me, are you ok in there?" she asked.

"I'm fine, thank you" the person said through the door. Hermione was somewhat interested to see who was throwing up in the bathroom. A few minutes later, Hermione was shocked to see Ginny Weasley emerging from inside.

"Gin… what the?" Hermione managed to say before crossing her legs tightly. Ginny blushed slightly, her cheeks turning a rosy pink.

"Hello Hermione, I think I ate something, I just didn't agree with" she laughed.

"Oh ok." Hermione said, "Wait here ok? I just really got to go pee," Hermione half hop skipped into the bathroom before locking the door.

A few moments later Ginny and Hermione were chatting mercilessly outside their compartment. "Gin, can I ask you something?" she asked.

"Yeah, course Mione" the red head girl replied.

"Do you think I look like I'm trying to be a slut or get guys to notice me?" she asked as tears slowly welled in her eyes again. The small smile that was on Ginny's face disappeared instantly as anger set in.

"No I don't. Why?" she asked, eyeing her friend suspiciously. "Well Lavender Brown said that I look like I'm trying to get guys to notice me and I look like a slut" she said sighing.

She then told Ginny the rest of her story where she ran into Blaise, they talked and Ron hit him. Ginny laughed at the part where Hermione said Ron had hugged her oh so tightly. The most Hermione had previously gotten out of Ron was a handshake.

They returned to their compartment gingerly, not talking to anybody but themselves. "Pupils of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, we will be arriving at Hogsmede station in exactly 10 minutes, Robes are required, and you know what to do. Thank you" a warm voice said through the small unnoticed P.A. system.

They sat quietly as the train entered the station. Hermione and Ginny basically ran out of the compartment when the train had come to a complete stop. They took a carriage up to the castle with Colin and Denis Creevy and Luna Lovegood, all of whom were 5th years except for Denis who was a 4th year. They looked out the carriage door and all thought the identical thing. They were home again….

A/N: Hey guys what did you think? I think it was okay right…? I'm hoping that if you stumble across this story and read it, please be nice enough to review it, I mean I love reviews…they're like air in a way –smile- I mean I review every story I read! I review almost every chapter! So PLEASE JUST READ & REVIEW! Thanks a lot guys, much love…

Mango aka Trazelle