The Makeover
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Author's Note: This is my second story, and it is about my fave couple (again). I hope you like it!
Summary: When Hermione Granger can't stand the sneers and mean comments coming from her peers, she turns to Lavender Brown, Parvati Patil and Ginny Weasley to give her a makeover. This makeover just happens to attract the eye from a certain Slytherin.
Chapter One
"Hermione, can you help me with my Charms homework?" Ronald Weasley asked Hermione Granger, one of his best friends.
"Ronald, I will not let you copy my homework," Hermione said.
"I didn't say, 'Let me copy your Charms homework'," Ron said. "I asked you if you could help me with my homework."
They were in the Gryffindor common room, going over their homework (Harry Potter, their other best friend, was practicing Quidditch). It was their sixth year, the year that they would be taking their N.E.W.Ts (these wouldn't come until the end of the year, in June, and it was only November).
Hermione stood up, and joined Ron at the table. "What are you having problems with?" she asked.
They spent a few minutes on his homework, then Hermione went back to her Arithmancy report.
"Ugh, I hate Potions," Ron said the next day as they headed down to the dungeons for double Potions with Slytherin (A/N doesn't it always seem that whenever they have potions, it is with Slytherin? It could just be me, but I dunno).
Harry pushed open the door to the dungeons, and Ron and Harry found seats near the back, but Hermione had to sit next to Neville, closer to the front. The door opened, and Professor Snape burst in.
"Today we will be working on a Calming Potion," he said. With a flick of his wrist, writing appeared on the board. "Directions on the board and -" another flick of the wrist- "ingredients in the cupboard. I want a flask of it by the end of class."
Hermione gathered her things, then began making the potion. Hermione's was turning a pale yellow, like it was suppose to, but Neville's was turning a faint purple, and smelt of burnt muffins.
Finally, the bell rang. Hermione gathered up her things, and slung her bag over her shoulder, then met up with Harry and Ron.
"I was trying to see the board," Pansy Parkinson said, rather loudly, "but that stupid Mudblood's hair was in the way." A few Slytherin girls around her giggled.
"Yeah, and those teeth," Sally Younder, another Slytherin said. "I guess she didn't turn into a cat in second year, but a beaver." The girl's laughter got louder, and a few boys joined in.
"Don't pay attention to them," Hermione said, leading Ron and Harry out of the classroom. Once the giggles were gone, Harry turned to Hermione.
"Why did you let them talk about you that way?" he asked.
Hermione turned to Harry. "Well, there was that big fact that we were in Snape territory, and if I had said anything, then he would've token away points, or given me detention. Unlike you two, I know how to keep my thoughts to myself," she said coolly. And with that, she turned on her heel and walked away. Harry and Ron stared after her. "I'll see you two later," she called over her shoulder.
"I want to change," Hermione told Ginny, later that night. They were in the girl's dormitory, sitting on Hermione's bed.
"Change how?" Ginny asked.
"Well, I am tired of people making mean jokes, to me and behind my back. I want it to stop."
"So you want a makeover?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Sorry to interrupt, but can we help?" Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil entered, and sat next to Hermione.
"Totally," Hermione said. "I am your canvas."
I know, it is short, but I wasn't sure where I would end it, so I ended it there. Please review, and I will write more. I am going to start the next chappie as soon as I submit this chappie, so hopefully, you won't have to wait long. Please review!