"She what?" My face fell in disbelief and I stared down at my plate of food. Suddenly I didn't have my usual appetite.
"I'm sorry Ron, that's what she said. She has a love interest. Some boy here in Hogwarts I'd assume." Ginny reported sadly. She had only been teasing when she had told me that Hermione didn't like me, I could tell. The fact was, she explained later, she had thought for sure that her friend had a thing for me all along.
"Oh, um.. ahem… well that's ok, I, um, I don't mind.." My tongue was moving in slow motion while my mind rapidly worked through the numerous boys in the school. Dean… no Ginny had only just broken up with him…. Thomas Frie… no too much of a jock… Neville? No… too much of a friend. My head began to spin. "Hey mates, I don't feel so well, think I'm gonna lie down for a bit."
I stood up shakily and wandered up the stairs to my room. On the way up, however, I saw a sight I never thought I'd see.
Hermione Granger, walking out of her room. Ok, so that's normal enough. But Hermione Granger, wearing a low cut t-shirt, and fitted jeans was not. The shirt was an eye-catching shade of purple, causing her eyes to look an even deeper brown underneath the swipe of lavender eyeshadow on her lids. Her lips were glossed over, and her eyelashes seemed a bit longer, and they made her whole face look very seductive. My stomach did back flips.
"Oh, hi Ronald. I have a free period so I decided to change out of those stodgy robes and head to the common room. What are you up to?"
Talk… Talk dammit! She said something to you, why aren't you talking? Oh yea, because something out of your wildest dreams just stepped into reality and you are freaking out right now… freaking…out…. SAY SOMETHING!
"Er, yea." Idiot.
"Yea what?" Hermione looked at me curiously, but before I could answer, Lavender Brown called out to her to follow her to the common room. "Sorry Ron, gotta go. Talk to you later?"
"Class, I'm going to class!" Git, stupid stupid git.
"Ok.. well bye." A faint smile played upon her glossy lips and I melted as she spun around and walked away. Why was I being so ridiculous? She had acted like the same Hermione, she only looked different. MUCH different. But that didn't matter to you before… You still liked her no matter what she looked like. I frowned. I loved the new look… eye candy… but what if this meant a new Hermione? I wasn't sure I liked the thought of that at all.