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Author's Note: Here is chapter two of my wonderful story. I will try to make it a few more pages then the first chapter, but I am not promising ne thing. Also, I would like to thank the people who have read and reviewed my story:

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Chapter Two

Lavender, Parvati, and Ginny backed up to look at their masterpiece. Ginny smiled. "You look great," she said.

Hermione grinned. "Can I see?" Ginny led her over to the full-length mirror near the door to the common room. Hermione gasped when she saw herself. Her brown hair looked like it had been straightened, then curled ever so slightly. She had on a white, swishy skirt and a pink halter top, which accentuated her curves perfectly. The black heels made her seem an inch taller. She had on pink eye shadow and blush, and her eyelashes were curled. Her lips were red, and outlined in a slightly darker red. She smiled, then turned around and gave each girl a hug.

"Thanks so much," Hermione said. "I love it."

"Now, we thought about tomorrow," Lavender said, "And Parvati and I will lay out an outfit for you. We will do this until we believe that you can do it on your own. Ginny has agreed to do your make up tomorrow."

"You guys are the best," Hermione said, giving them another hug.

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Hermione woke up the next morning, and the night's activities flooded into her head. She smiled, then kicked the red comforter of off her. She grabbed the clothes from the bed and bounced to the bathroom. She came out 5 minutes later, in a pair of blue jeans and a green, plunging sweater. A gold belt hung loosely on her hips, and she added a pair of white tennis shoes. Ginny was awake, and sitting on Hermione's bed. She stood up, and began working on Hermione's hair and face.

When she was finished, Hermione's hair was up in a high ponytail, away from her face, although a few wispy hairs had escaped. She had on less make up then the night before: some blush, mascara and lip gloss.

"Thanks, Gin," Hermione said, giving her friend a hug.

"No problem," Ginny said. "Now, let's go blow Hogwarts away!"

Lunch

Hermione sat down next to Ginny in the Great Hall, a smile across her face.

"I, like, haven't been able to stop smiling all day," she told Ginny. "Professor Binns asked if I needed to see Madame Pomfrey. He was talking about some bloody war, and everyone else looked like they were going to fall asleep."

"How about Parkinson and them?" Ginny asked.

"Oh, that was the highlight of the day," Hermione said, her smile widening. "Pansy was making some joke, probably about me, but when I entered Snape's class, she stopped talking, and gaped at me, with her mouth open. And I said, 'Pansy, you better close your mouth, or else some bugs may fly in', and she was quiet for the rest of the class. It was heaven."

Ginny smiled at her friend. "What did Harry and Ron say when they saw you?"

Hermione giggled. "Ron started stuttering like an idiot, and Harry looked like he was gonna faint. It was hilarious."

The two girls were joined by Lavender and Pavarti. They chatted and ate some, then it was time for afternoon classes.

"Meet me in the library after dinner, Gin," Hermione said, as they exited the Great Hall.

"Aren't you going to dinner?" Ginny asked her.

"I have to look up some stuff for Herbology."

"What are you going to do about dinner?"

"I'll just get something from the kitchens. I gotta go. See you later!" And with that, Hermione rushed down the hall to Transfiguration.

She rounded the corner, and slammed into someone.

"Sorry." The voice was male, and sounded familiar.

Hermione looked up, and saw Draco Malfoy. "Sorry, Malfoy, wasn't paying attention." But Draco seemed to be the one that wasn't paying attention. His mouth was opened slightly, and his eyes were glazed over. "Something wrong, Malfoy?" Hermione asked, waving her hand in front of his face.

Draco seemed to come out of his trance. "Whatever," he said, then walked away. Hermione continued to Transfiguration.

That cannot have been Granger, Draco thought. That girl was hot, and Granger so isn't. I must be going crazy. He met up with Blaise outside of Charms, and they went in together. All thoughts of Hermione were wiped away.

The Library

"So, what did you want?" Ginny asked Hermione that night in the library.

"I just wanted to thank you again for giving me this makeover," Hermione said. "I actually made Draco Malfoy, the Prince of Cool, speechless."

"You did?" Ginny asked, her eyes widening in amazement. Hermione told Ginny their encounter in the hallway. "Wow," Ginny said, when Hermione was done. "This must really be working." Ginny looked down at her watch. "Oh, damn," she said. "We have Quidditch practice tonight, in, like, ten minutes. I gotta go. See you tomorrow." Ginny left the library, leaving Hermione with her studies.

Hermione's studying made her not realize that the library was going to close in 5 minutes, and that she was suppose to have been in bed 10 minutes ago. Quickly, she gathered her things, and hurried out of the library. She wasn't realizing where she was going, because the next second, she bumped into someone, and her books went scattering.

"Sorry," came the same male voice that she had bumped into earlier. Draco squatted down, and picked up Hermione's books, and handed them to her. Hermione was in awe. Before she could stop herself, she blurted out, "Why are you being so nice to me?"

"What, I can't be nice to someone?" Draco asked, standing up. "What are you doing out so late?"

"I was studying," Hermione said, defensively. "What is your story?"

"Just going for a little stroll. Clear my mind."

"What is so important that you need to clear your mind?"

"Thoughts of you," he said softly. And with that, he scooped her into a tender kiss. Hermione was flabbergasted. Why is Draco Malfoy kissing me? And why am I enjoying it? With that last thought, she broke the kiss, looked into his gray eyes, that were full of so much emotion, Draco thought that they were going to burst, and fled down the hall. Draco turned around and walked the opposite way.

Why did I just do that? he thought. I realize that I have feelings for Granger, but why did I just kiss her? It has to be her looks. I would never have kissed her if she was still plain, old Granger.

You know you would have, a little voice in his head said. You know that you have been longing to do that, you are just to pig headed to admit it.

No, I am not, the sensible voice in his head said (well, the one that he thought was sensible). If I had really wanted to kiss her, I would have. Like I would've been afraid of people seeing us. If anyone said anything, I would have hexed them into oblivion. I could have kissed her at any moment.

Then why did you wait until now? another voice in his head said. If you could have kissed her at any moment, then why did you wait until you both were in this deserted hallway, all alone, in the dead of night?

Draco continued arguing with the voices in his head, until he got to the Slytherin common room. He said the password (Snake Charmer), then stepped into the common room. Surprisingly, Blaise was still up. He was sitting by the fire, and he looked like he was going to doze off.

"Waiting for me?" Draco asked, waking Blaise up.

"Dude, you scared me," he said. "Where were you?"

"Why do you care?" Draco asked, climbing the stairs to the boys dormitory.

"I dunno," Blaise said. "Just thought that maybe you were visiting that Mudblood, Granger."

Draco slammed Blaise into the wall. "You ever call her a Mudblood again, I will hex you like you have never been hexed," he growled. Instead of looking scared, Blaise smirked.

"I knew you had a thing for Granger," he said, as Draco let him out of his grasp, "but I didn't think it was this bad."

"I don't have a thing for Granger," Draco said, going to the bathroom. "And when I come out of the bathroom, I expect that smirk to be off your face." He stormed into the bathroom.

Blaise smirked again, then changed into his pajamas. He had the perfect plan. He just needed to befriend Granger, and it all would work out.

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How is it? It is about two pages longer than chappie one, so I would call that progress. Please review and give me ideas (also, you can try to guess what Blaise's plan is, even though I already know what I am going to do) (sort of). Please review, and I guess I can take criticism, but only the constructive type. And can someone please tell me what 'AU' or something like that means? I see it every where, I just don't know what it means. Thanks!