Chapter Three

After hours of trying on stuff, we bought nearly everything we had. I left five purses and bought one of Ginny's cellphones from her. Ginny left all the bandanas and bought three of my rings. We left feeling happy and terribly spoiled.

I looked both ways and quickly minimized my shopping bags and Ginny's. Now she was wearing a pair of tight denim jeans and a dark blue tank top that reads: 'I want it all...with a cherry on top'. It's very posh.

Then I turned and ran for the shelter of a fancy hotel. Inside I tapped on the shoulder of a girl that looked my age. " Excuse me," I asked, " Could you tell me where-" I never go tto finish my question when the girl turned around. Both me and Ginny's jaws dropped.

" Hermione!" we cried. Hermione gave a little shriek and we had a group hug.

" Hey, guys." she said breathlessly. " How are ya?"

All of the sudden a big tall muscley giant stepped bettween Hermione and Ginny and I. " Are these two girls bothering you, Miss Granger?" the giant asked.

Hermione gentley pushed him aside. " No,no," she said. " These are my best friends. Joe could you please tell Pierre that it's not neccesary to patrol the area?"

Me and Ginny looked up at the new Hermione questionably. " What was that all about?"

Hermione sighed. " My parents told me that I was adopted and that my true parents were famous French artists. That makes me comfortably well off." When we continued to stare at her, she twirled around. " Okay, so I went out and celebrated I gave myself a make-over. I just came from Jean-Pierre's. A mucho grande fabulous place where I transformed."

I looked closer and saw that Hermione's hair had been cut, highlighted, and straightened. And instead of being plain Jane, she had got a entire new style. Now she was wearing a tight light pink shirt and a pleated white mini-skirt. On her feet she wore a pair of canvas Keds and around her neck was a crystal pink heart on a silver chain. Her hair was only slightly wavy and went down to the middle of her back. She wore make-up, too.

" Love the necklace, Mione." I commented. " Where'd you get it?"

Hermione giggled and looked very shy. She turned a light pink and could not make a proper sentence. "Ro...um...er...I...uh."

Ginny pushed her aside. " Ron gave it to her. He asked her out after you and Harry got off the train."

My jaw dropped once again. " You mean..." I stuttered. " Ron knew he liked you all along!" I grinned. " Dang, I thought that everyone knew he liked you but Ron."

Hermione smiled shyly. " Yeah, I know." she said quietly. " Finally." Hermione grinned mischeviously. " Speaking of cute Weasly's-" ( at that me and Ginny stuck out our tongues and made gagging noises ( I mean Hello, she was calling Ron 'cute')) " Did Ginny send you a picture of them at Romania this year."

When I shook my head, she continued. " George has had a heck of a good summer."

I stopped gagging and asked: " What do you mean?"

Hermione laughed. " You should see him. I mean, he's lost that bit of baby fat he used to have and know you can see the good chest muscles he has from whackin those pesky Bludgers really hard. He has sprouted up and is now at least a head taller than you, Amy." ( I'm the tallest of us three)

I could see George in my mind's eye, when Hermione interrupted my daydream. " But will really turn any girl on is his sexy daredevil grin and twinkly blue eyes."

Ginny slapped Hermione on the shoulder. " How dare you talk about your boyfriend's brother in such a way." That sent Hermione on a tyrade on how much cuter Ron is than George.

I had started day dreaming about George again when Ginny pushed me. " We need to get her to shut up and to show us the way to Jean-Pierre's." I nodded and we went to knock Hermione out of her rambling state.