Hermione awoke the next morning at 5:45AM. She tried to go back asleep for 15 minutes, but couldn't so she decided to write in her Experiment Notebook. She pulled it out quietly from under her bed and pulled out a quill and ink.
Day 2
Yesterday went pretty well. My appearance didn't really change much. A boy that likes me asked me out, but I'm just not ready for a serious relationship yet. Today I'm planning on wearing jeans, and a shirt.
Lavender stirred in the bed next to Hermione's. She opened her weary eyes, and saw Hermione fully awake sitting in her bed. "Man, you are up early!" Lavender said.
"It's only a quarter of 6."
"Oh, Herm. You make me laugh. Well, there is no point in sitting in bed, now is there. Come on, I'll find you an outfit to wear."
Hermione rolled her eyes, "I think I can find an outfit myself."
"HAHA." Lavender said as she pulled her sheets off her, and rolled out of bed. "So, what were you thinking about wearing?"
Hermione jumped off of her bed and opened up her trunk. She pulled out a pair of jeans, and a purple button up shirt. She looked up thinking that she would find an approving look upon Lavenders face, but all her eyes laid upon was a look of disgust.
"Herm, no! Even if you weren't trying to improve your appearance I wouldn't let you wear that. And what color is that, neon purple, that is just.. tacky. Well, put on the jeans, and I'll see how they fit. I'll find a shirt for you, or we'll ask Padma (or whatever the Patel is in Gryffindor) for a shirt you can borrow."
Hermione put on her jeans while Lavender scrounged through her trunk to find Hermione a shirt. "Herm, I'm going to order some the 'Wizard Wares' magazine so you can order some clothes."
Hermione had no idea what wizard wears was, but she did need to buy new clothes anyways, so she didn't really mind. Lavender pulled out a pink tank top, and a green ballet top that ties in the middle. (I hope you know what I'm talking about, it's a huge fad in America)"
Hermione started to put on the tank top, "Wow, you girls are really into tying things aren't you?" Lavender just laughed and rolled her eyes.
Hermione and Lavender came out of the bathroom about half an hour later. Lavender was wearing a blue camisole, with a low cut shirt over it, which displayed her camisole. Lavender had thin, bright blue eyeliner on, and light blush, and clear lip-gloss. Hermione looked a bit more stunning. Her hair was up in a cute bun, that really made her look like a ballerina, and had thin mint green eyeliner, pink eye shadow, light blush and clear lip-gloss.
Ginny was sitting in her bead reading "Witch People." Ginny was wearing an olive sweater, and a black skirt. Ginny didn't have a lot of money for makeup, and liked to save whatever money she got to buy new clothes, so she rarely wore make-up. Which, for her, wearing makeup didn't really matter because she was naturally beautiful.
"Oh, Gin, you and those magazines. You should really spend the extra times studying." Hermione said, but no one really cared. She was too obsessed with her studies.
It was time for breakfast so all three girls walked down. Hermione sat down next to Ginny, and Lavender sat down next to Ron, and immediately started to make out.
A few minutes later Harry walked in and sat down next to her. She didn't really look at him, because she didn't want to explain why she couldn't go out with him. She got the feeling that he just kept starring at her. She turned to see if he was looking at her, but as soon as she moved her head, Harry's head turned the other way. Then Harry turned to her.
"You look very nice today, 'Mione." Hermione didn't respond, she was waiting for the question she wished to avoid. "Where were you last night? I had to talk to you, and you just suddenly disappeared.
Hermione silently sighed relief, thanking god for another stupid question, and hoped that Harry would ask her more of these non complicated questions. Well, in a way they were some what complicated, because she did have to fabricate a story as to where she was last night.
"Oh," Hermione looked at her plate, almost wishing an answer would just magically appear. "Well, um, after that fight yesterday, I thought I would do some Prefect stuff, just to make sure that there weren't anymore fights from the Slytherins." Harry just looked at her, in awe over how stunning she looked.
"Well, you should have told me. You can't fend those Slytherins off on your own." Harry chuckled, but Hermione didn't look amused.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Harry just looked at her, he didn't mean to offend her.
"Well, a bunch of Slytherins fighting and throwing Hex after Hex at each other, not even a single teacher could handle it all on their own." 'Quick save', Harry thought. Hermione looked somewhat pleased with his answer, and started to eat a piece of bacon. Harry served himself some breakfast, and after he ate a piece of toast with pumpkin jam on it, he turned to Hermione once again.
"So, 'Mione, have you given it any thought?"
Hermione's eyes went wide. 'Maybe he doesn't mean us, maybe he means, something else. Oh god, please something else.' Hermione thought. She starred down at her plate, trying to avoid the look of Harry's beautiful eyes. "Given what thought" Hermione said to Harry
"Well, the other day you left the Great Hall so quickly, I didn't get a chance to ask you why you didn't want to go out with me. I know its an odd question, but I really like you." Harry said to Hermione
"Oh, Harry, I just… don't want to compromise a good friendship."
"But, I don't mind, really. Hermione, I know its something more than just our friendship."
"Harry, why can't you just take no for an answer? I'm not ready for a relationship yet."
"Hermione is this still about KRUM! Hermione, I know he hurt you, but you have to let go." Hermione looked completely infuriated.
"Harry!" Hermione said in a stern voice. "How dare you tell me that I have to let it go. Do you know how much he hurt me? Obviously not! That is something I will carry with me for the rest of my life, knowing that men are just sniveling little cockroaches. And you, for asking me to justify why I wont' go out with you! That is ridiculous!" Hermione sat up, and stormed out of the Great Hall.
She ran up the stairs, into the library and went back into the corner, where she always went if she was trying to hide from someone. She wasn't really watching where she was going, but right as she was turning into her corner, she knocked someone over. She didn't look up, because she didn't care who it was, walked around them and sat in her desk. Hermione put her head down on her desk and wrapped her arms around her head.
She heard a boy growl, and heard him getting up. "God, why don't people.." but his words trailed off, as he laid his eyes upon Hermione. He couldn't tell if she was crying, or just trying to take a nap. He walked over to her, and shook her arm gently.
Hermione lifted her head, and revealed her beautiful face. She wasn't crying, but did look very stressed. The boy looked at her, and said in his charming voice, "Hermione, what's wrong?"
Hermione laughed, "Funny, how we always see each other when one is angry."
"Hermione, what's wrong?" Malfoy said with deep concern. Over the last few days they began to be friends, and he didn't like to see one of his friends hurt.
"Nothing, well its Harry. He keeps bugging me about going out with him, but I can't. And he wants me to tell him why, and I just can't."
"Well, what can't you tell him?"
"It's just that, when I found out what Krum did, I was so hurt. And, Harry, the celebrity as he is, is like Krum, and I just don't want him to hurt me. I am just not ready for a relationship right now, and he just can't seem to grasp that." Hermione tried to fight her tears back, she didn't want to cry in front of Malfoy. Then all of a sudden Malfoy stood up, and Hermione looked, and Harry was standing right there.