Disclaimer: All the lovely characters in this story, with a few exceptions, belong to the great J.K. Rowling.

Hey guys! I thought that maybe I should get the first few chapters up fairly close together so that it wouldn't get boring. I made my decision about going back and forth. I will go back and forth between places, but not POV. All points of view will be incorporated into the story though, just not by switching around, because that confuses me to no end.

Also, tell me if you think that I changed Ron and Hermione too much. I wanted Harry to seem different, but not TOO different you know? And I think I changed Hermione too much, but that's just me. So REVIEW!

Ron had been working steadily on his homework over the past month. He didn't have a lot done, but what he had finished, he was sure was correct. He was extremely proud of himself for this accomplishment, as it was something very new to him.

He now sat down at his desk to work on his Herbology. He was supposed to be picking a plant to study, and writing a foot-long essay about it. So far, he hadn't even managed to choose a plant. How was he supposed to write an essay if he didn't even have something to write it on? He decided to ask Neville for some advice, seeing that Herbology was his forte, and also, the only subject he was really good at.

Dear Neville,

How's it going? I wrote you earlier in the summer, but you didn't reply back. I was hoping that you had some ideas for my Herbology essay. I'm trying to pick a plant that will be interesting, but so far none have seemed that great. Do you know of any that are especially amazing or cool? Thanks a lot. You can use Pig to send a reply back. He'll wait patiently for ever. Days even.

-Ron

Ron realized he wasn't getting anything done. He shut his books and surveyed his desk. He was a huge disaster. There was spare parchment everywhere, and almost all of his school books were stacked precariously somewhere on the desk. It was a wonder he got anything done. He'd clean it up first thing in the morning, but now it was time to sleep. Okay, so maybe he'd clean it second. Breakfast was very important, and he decided that came first.

It was a little too early, and Ron was still a little too tired. But nonetheless, someone was bouncing on his bed trying to wake him.

An exasperated Hermione was now yelling at Ron along with shaking the bed. "Ugh, Ron, you are so stubborn. Get out of bed, NOW!"

Ron looked up expecting to see a bushy-haired Hermione in schoolgirl clothing, but he instead was greeted with a most shocking sight. A straight-haired Hermione was sitting on his stomach with one leg on either side of him. She was wearing a Hollister shirt and a ruffled miniskirt that put her at risk of showing a little too much if she moved just the right way.

Ron was practically staring now, and strangely, she didn't mind the attention. He looked at her with such interest that she was worried what would happen if she didn't move, yet, she wanted to find out.

However, she forced herself to slowly slide off of Ron and stand up once again. She looked around the room and saw a messy desk covered in schoolwork.

"Ummm…Ron, have you been doing homework?" She put an emphasis on the last word.

"Actually, yeah, I have. I've gotten a lot done. What about you?" Ron said as he came back to reality.

"Not all of it. Actually, none at all. I've been busy this summer. My friend Tabby introduced me to some new people from her school, and we hung out a lot. In fact, Tabby invited us all to go to a party tonight after Harry gets here."

"Okay…I don't think mum will go for it though." Ron was still in slight shock over Hermione's new attitude. And her clothes. He definitely liked her clothes.

"Relax Ron, I've already talked to her. She said that you spend too much time in your room, and she's worried about you. She wants you to go. And I mean, she doesn't have to worry about alcohol, because it's legal in the wizarding world to drink at any age." Hermione just "forgot" to mention that muggle alcohol is twice as strong as any wizarding drink. Besides, she reasoned with herself, Ron was too uptight. He needed to relax once in a while and have some fun.

Ron shrugged, "If mum said it's okay, then I guess…"

Hermione rolled her eyes at her friend's hesitation. "Don't worry, it'll be fun. There will be a bunch of awesome people there. Plus, I'll be there and so will Harry. You'll have a great time. C'mon, I think I heard Harry."

Ron got out of bed and Hermione noticed he was still in his boxers. Hermione blushed and looked the other way.

"Sorry…" mumbled Ron. "Forgot…"

When Ron had managed to dress himself, Hermione opened the door, only the run into something that almost caused her to lose her balance. A strong hand reached out to grab her before she hit the ground.

"Okay Hermione?" Harry asked.

Hermione gasped and nodded, not trusting the words that would come out of her mouth if she spoke. Harry had his own surprise up his sleeve for Ron and Hermione. He was more tanned than usual, had grown at least an inch, and was slightly more muscular. She could still see the same Harry underneath though, as he still hadn't tamed his unruly, James-like hair.

"He smells really, really good," she thought to herself. "Really good. How do I smell? Oh stop Hermione, just chill out."

Standing back up, Hermione regained her composure. "Thanks Harry."

"No problem. By the way, you look really nice today."

She almost jumped up and down with excitement from just a few simple words. Now it was her turn. "You look really good too. There's definitely something different about you. Did you spend a lot of time outdoors?"

"Yeah, Uncle Vernon made me spend a lot of time working on his precious gardens and lawn over the summer. I had to build an entire wall of concrete bricks around the front yard. I think he just wanted to keep me busy."

"So that's why he's so muscular. I like…" Hermione thought. "Well it worked for you. Yes…"

Ron was standing there simply watching the conversation, not knowing what to say. Here was this new Hermione that he didn't know at all. She now had more confidence than any girl he knew. In fact, she had changed so much that it wasn't even the same Hermione attitude in any way at all. And Harry, he was just standing there staring and she was just letting him! He couldn't take it anymore.

Ron finally spoke. "I can see you two have a lot to catch up on, I'll just go down to breakfast."

Hermione had forgotten all about Ron being there. They were being so rude! "I'm sorry Ron. I sort of forgot you were still here," Hermione admitted. "But yes, we should go down to breakfast. I want to hear all about your summer and Harry's."

"Only if we get to hear about yours." Harry said.

"It's a deal." Hermione walked toward the door. "Oh yeah…" she said as she started down the stairs, "last one to the kitchen has to give their bacon to the winner." She ran full speed down the stairs and into the kitchen, just missing Arthur as he came in the door. Sitting down in her chair she watched as Harry and Ron fought to get in the door first. Harry should have easily won, but Ron was hungry, and when Ron's hungry, no one gets in his way to the food.

Ron gave one last shove and got into the kitchen. This left a defeated Harry to walk in and hand his bacon to Hermione. However, she offered to share with him. Ron doubted he would have made him the same offer if he had lost. "She would have said that I eat enough already, and could afford to give up a little food to someone who needed it."

"Well Harry, you gave me three pieces, so…" She broke once piece in half. "Now you have a piece and a half." She started to hand the bacon over, but stopped. "Wait. You made me fall this morning." She took away the half piece. "Oh, and you came in third, so…" She broke the last piece in thirds. "Here you go!" And she handed him a third of the piece of bacon.

"Ha ha. Very funny Hermione."

She couldn't help but laugh. Harry had looked so excited that he was getting some bacon back, but he slowly got less excited and by the time she was done teasing him, he was slightly annoyed that she had deprived him of food, and it showed on his face.

"Here you go Harry dear." Molly said as she slid some more bacon onto his place from the skillet. "My your hungry this morning," she said as she noticed his eggs were gone too.

Harry looked at his plate as she brought over the eggs, and realized that while he'd been watching Hermione divide the bacon, someone had eaten everything on his plate. He looked up to see Hermione shaking with silent laughter.

"K, who took my food?" Harry asked.

Ron raised his hand. "Sorry mate. I couldn't let you eggs get cold."

Harry rolled his eyes and asked, "Well what about my toast?"

Ron motioned behind the chair that Harry was sitting in. Harry turned around but didn't see anything. He turned the other way, and still nothing. Hermione was now laughing so hard she was crying as she watched Ginny switch sides depending on which way Harry looked.

He opened his mouth to protest when a hand reached around stuck a piece of toast in his mouth. Ginny came around to the side of his chair laughing and eating a piece of toast herself.

"Can't you guys ever just eat your own breakfast?"

"Of course not, that would take all the fun out of it." Ginny replied.

Ron's mum had been really cooperative about the party that night. She allowed Hermione to drive everyone in her car to the party, even though she had only had her license for a couple of months. She just made everyone promise to be home by midnight, and wear their seatbelts. Since these were the only rules that Molly had made, the fully intended to obey them. Although, they were already thinking about calling around 11 to ask for an extension if the party was going really well.

When they came home though, they were supposed to go to Sirius's house, where their trunks would be waiting for them in their rooms.

When they got to Tabby's, the party was in full swing. It was the best place out of all her friends' houses to party, because she didn't have to worry about her parents coming home. That's because they were already there and partying with her. In fact, her parents usually asked her what alcohol she wanted at the party, and if they needed to buy more condoms to put in the jar they kept in the extra room. Even though they were super cool, they like to promote safe sex to teens.

Hermione immediately squealed and ran over to talk to Tabby, Elise, and Jessica. They were whispering excitedly and looking at Harry once in a while. Then Hermione motioned for him to come over. He walked over and Hermione began to make introductions.

"Harry, I'd like you to meet Tabby," she said pointing to a girl with short blonde hair wearing a tight pair of jeans and a sparkly purple tube top.

"Harry! Hermione's talked about you so much this summer! The way she talks, you must be really amazing."

Hermione surprised Harry by not blushing, but turning to Harry and saying, "Yeah, I did talk about you a lot. But especially with the way you look now, how could I not?"

Harry wondered if Hermione had really changed this much, or if it was the alcohol kicking in. As far he knew, she hadn't had too much to drink though, so he guessed she had a whole new attitude.

Hermione took the drink her friend handed her and pointed to a tall girl with raven hair and a really nice smile. She introduced her as Elise. Not dressed quite as provocatively as Tabby, Elise was wearing a pair of simple jeans with black converse and a black halter. She seemed to be one of those girls who could look good in anything. "Sort of like Hermione…" Harry thought.

Hermione motioned toward the last girl who had long brown hair and was wearing a blue top with a miniskirt almost like Hermione had worn that morning. "This is Jessica, she's quiet until she's drunk though, so don't expect her to talk for about another hour."

Harry said hi and went back to talk to Ron and a couple other guys, Tony and Ben, that he had met. From across the room, he watched Hermione as she chatted with various people. Once she had looked back, run her tongue along her lip and winked. Harry wanted so badly to go over there at kiss her, but he couldn't make himself.

Finally, Harry was pretty drunk, while Ron still hadn't had more than one drink. It was almost 11, and none of them were ready to leave yet, so they had Ron call his mum on a cell phone, since he was the only one who was sober.

Ron nodded and hung up the phone. "She said we had until 1 o'clock."

"Great!" Harry exclaimed.

Ron went back to talk to Ben and Tony. When Harry and Hermione didn't follow, he turned around. "Aren't you guys coming inside?"

"Yeah, I was just waiting for Hermione. She's going to introduce me to another one of her friends."

Harry and Hermione walked inside the door and watched Ron disappear into the crowd. He then grabbed her hand and pulled her outside. Not able to stand it any longer, and turned around and kissed her with such force that he was almost hurting her. Yet she kissed back just as hard.

She realized this wasn't a good place and pulled back. She walked off toward the car, and Harry thought she was mad, but then realized what she was hinting at. She wanted to do this somewhere private.

Hermione climbed into the spacious backseat and Harry followed. He lost no time and kissed her right away. He unbuttoned her top and noticed her sexy bra.

"Mione, you've changed so much."

"I know." She winked and licked his ear which he found really weird until he remembered her old promise with Ron. "The day I kiss Harry will be the day I'll lick his ear too." Harry laughed as he remembered this before continuing kissing Hermione.

Harry and Hermione were completely unaware that Ginny had also come to this party. She had left after them with a girl that Hermione knew quite well. However, they soon discovered this fact when she opened the door, finding Hermione with only her bra and thong on, and Harry in nothing more than his boxers. The first sight she was used to since they changed in the same car on the way to Hogwarts. But the second one wasn't familiar, although she had to admit, it was something she definitely wanted to see more of in the future.

Before either one had a chance to speak, Ginny stopped staring at Harry and suddenly looked furious.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?"

I hope that was long enough for you guys! It was almost 7 ½ pages on Word. I've outlined the story, but not written the chapters. So if you have anything you want to happen, I might make it. Unless it severely ruins my plot. REVIEW!