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Hermione Granger sat picking at her food lazily as she listened to Ron Weasley's non-stop rambling.
"-Then to top it all off, Percy waltz's in like a baboon talking about how Fred and George just have to stop with the whole chicken joke. I happen to think that joke is bloody brilliant! Don't you agree Harry?"
"Yeah, whatever, Ron." Harry said automatically.
"Hermione?"
"What? Oh, the chickens. Yeah, real nice."
Ron grunted at his friend's nonchalant answers before stuffing two cupcakes in his mouth. Hermione made a disgusted look and kicked Harry from under the table."
"I'm going to go study," She mouthed silently. "I can't watch this!"
"Don't leave me with this!" Harry mouthed back. Hermione rolled her eyes and gathered her books.
"I'll see you boys later." She said politely. Hermione made her way out of the Great Hall and past a group of giggling girls. She didn't really care what they were giggling about until she heard her name mentioned.
"So, what about Hermione Granger? On a scale from one to ten." Said a girl Hermione recognized as Pansy Parkinson. She quietly backed behind a corner so she could hear more.
"Granger! Gross! She's as ugly as a troll!" Said a blonde that Hermione did not recognize.
"I know! I definitely give her a zero!" Said another.
"Oh, come on girls!" Said Pansy sarcastically. "Give her a one just to be nice!"
At this all the girls burst out laughing. Hermione looked down at her feet as the girls passed her, obviously not caring that she was there. Tears threatened to fall as she walked quickly towards the library. By the time Hermione got their tears were falling freely. She could not hold them back. She entered the library desperate to get to the nearest table. She walked quickly through the rows of books not really looking where she was going until she hit something hard. She stumbled backwards as her books fell to the floor.
"Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't see you there!" Said a strong voice. Hermione recognized it to be Cedric Diggory.
"No one does." Said Hermione quietly as she tried in vain to conceal her tears. Cedric had already retrieved Hermione's books and was about to hand them to her when he noticed her teary eyes.
"Hey," He said softly. "Did I hurt you? Are you alright?"
"N-no. I'm fine," She sniffed. "Um, thanks. I have to go."
Hermione took the books and sprinted out of the library unaware of the young Hufflepuff that was following her. She spotted an empty classroom down the hall and ran into it. She shut the door softly before locking it. Cedric turned down the hall where he saw Hermione turn just moments before. He ran down the hall looking around, searching for the young witch. He was about to give up and turn back until he heard soft sobs coming from a near-by door. He pressed his ear up against it and listened through the thick wood. He instantly knew it was Hermione.
"Hermione," He said knocking softly. "Hermione, please, open up!"
All he heard was more cries.
"Hermione! Did I hurt you? What happened! Please open the door!"
"No, you didn't hurt me. It's not you!" Hermione replied in a soggy voice.
"Hermione, please! Open the door! Maybe I can help!" Cedric said. The door creaked open just a bit. Just enough for Cedric to see a bushy spot of brown hair.
"Hermione," Cedric whispered. Hermione wiped her continuing tears away and opened the door some more. Cedric slipped in and shut it back.
"Hermione, what's wrong?" Cedric asked as he handed her his handkerchief. Hermione took it but did not use it. Instead she plopped down on a near-by bench followed by Cedric.
"T-troll." Hermione whispered through a sob.
"What," Cedric asked. "A troll?"
"I-I look like one." Hermione said wiping her eyes.
"Wha- who said that?" Cedric asked more concerned than ever. "Wait, that was a dumb question. It was Parkinson wasn't it?"
"Yes." Hermione said softly. Cedric sighed and put a soothing arm around her shoulders.
"You don't look anything like a troll, Hermione." Cedric said soothingly. "Pansy needs to look in the mirror."
"Your lying!" Hermione snapped as she pulled away. "Look at me. My hair, my face, everything!"
"Hermione, you have one of the prettiest faces in this school!" Cedric said as he stood up. "You just don't see it yet!"
"Yeah, right."
"I'll prove it to you! I'll be right back." Hermione watched as Cedric left the room. She stroked the soft handkerchief .
Why does he care this much? He has Cho!
Five minutes later Cedric returned carrying a load of potion bottles and what looked like cosmetics. He placed them on the table with a clatter.
"Cedric! What are you doing? We need to get to class!" Hermione gasped.
"I told Snape that you were not feeling well and to excuse you. He bought it. Don't worry!" Cedric smiled as he sorted through the bottles and tubes. Hermione walked over to the young prefect.
"You can't make me pretty!" Hermione said. "It's impossible!"
Cedric turned to Hermione and stroked her cheek gently.
"I don't have to make you pretty. You're already beautiful, you just need to know it."
Cedric then told Hermione to turn around as he started to brush her bushy hair. She winced slightly as the brush pulled through the tangles. Cedric then popped open a violet bottle, poured the contents into his hands and rubbed them together. He massaged the potion into Hermione's hair.
"That should help a great deal. We'll have to leave it in for a bit though."
Cedric then picked up a small compact and started to apply what looked like light pink blush to Hermione's cheeks but Hermione stopped him.
"How do I know your not going to make me look like Trelawny after the egg-nog?"
"I'm not going to give myself nightmares, Granger." Cedric grinned. Hermione smiled and let him continue.
Cedric applied the blush and then went to the eyes. He stroked some black eyeliner on gently then lightly stroked on the mascara. After he finished with the eye-shadow he pulled out some light, rose colored lip shine and glided it smoothly across her lips.
"I feel weird!" Hermione grumbled. Cedric smiled down Hermione.
"You'll get use to it. But don't worry, I kept everything natural. It just helps bring out your natural colors."
"And the hair?" Hermione questioned. Cedric picked up the hair brush and combed strait through Hermione's hair. She didn't feel one tangle!
"Wow!" Cedric said as he continued to brush.
"What! What'd you do!" Hermione said as she jumped up, frantically searching for a mirror.
"Here! Calm down!" Cedric said handing Hermione a mirror. "You look amazing!"
Hermione gulped as she held the mirror up to her face. She was about to scream until she saw the reflection. What she saw was the most amazing thing. Instead of a bushy, brown headed witch, she saw that her hair now fell on her shoulders in soft, brown, spiral curls. She then noticed her eyes which had a natural glow to them along with a darker shade around the lower lashes. Her cheeks now had a rosy glow to them and her lips were a subtle peachy color. Her mouth formed a perfect O. Cedric smiled at Hermione's pleased reaction. He was then hit with an unexpected force.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Hermione squealed in the most un-Hermione like way as she hugged Cedric to her. Cedric laughed as he wraped his arms around Hermione softly. Much to Cedrics disappointment she pulled away laughing.
"Well," Hermione started. "I guess we should get ready for our next class. I'll see you later?"
Cedric walked over to the beautiful young girl and stroked her hair back from her eye's. Hermione knew exactly what would come next and it did. Their lips met softly, bliss-to-bliss. Hermione had never thought she would even have a first kiss but this felt like so much more. She smiled as she pulled back reluctantly.
"Yeah, later." Cedric whispered as he watched Hermione walk out of the classroom. He leaned against the door way as she walked down the hall. He laughed at the expression on Pansy Parkinson's face as Hermione passed. Everyone turned green with envy! Cedric packed the supplies into his bag along with his books and headed to his next class.
Hermione arrived at dinner that evening, her hands shaking at the thought of everyone seeing her. It wasn't that she didn't want people to see her, she was just nervous about her new look. She sat down in her usual seat at the Gryfindor table with Harry and Ron.
"Hey." She sighed.
"Hey, Hermione." They both said not even looking up from their books. Hermione knew they would see her eventually so she kept quiet and made herself a plate. 5 minutes later the two boys did look up and when they did……
"Wow!"
"Wow?" Hermione grinned as if nothing had changed.
"Y-you-you-you-you-"
"Is he broken?" Hermione asked Ron as she stared at Harry. Ron did not reply for he feinted and fell onto the floor just as Hermione spoke. Hermione's eye's widened as she looked over to the Hufflepuff table.
"Look what you did!" She mouthed to Cedric who had been watching the whole thing. She saw him laugh as he made his plate.
"Good, aren't I?" He mouthed back. Hermione smiled and went to help Ron up.
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