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The Best of Me

Chapter 5

"YES!" Hermione shouted at ten 'o clock Saturday morning. "It's Saturday, no classes, no homework! Just fun!" Hermione jumped up and down on her bed like a little girl on her birthday. When she realized, "Duh, that's why I'm so excited, IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!" Hermione shouted in excitement.

She hopped off her bed, which she had been jumping on, and threw open her wardrobe doors. "Thank god I have my own room this year." She said to no one, she didn't make head girl, but all the 7th year prefects got their own rooms.

Hermione started tearing through her wardrobe looking for something in particular. "AHHA!" she shouted in triumph. From the wardrobe she had pulled a knee length dark brown skirt, it was soft and light, plus it felt like silk, and when she twirled it puffed out around her.

Her shirt was a little daring for her, it was a crimson top, that tied around her neck, and had a v-neck that stopped between her breasts, showing a lot more cleavage then she was used to.

Hopping into the shower, Hermione scrubbed herself clean with 'moonlight way.' She stepped out of the shower and dried herself off with a fuzzy yellow towel. Putting on her clothes she ran a brush through her hair and dried it, the she said a simple spell, and it her hair curled in spirals reaching her mid-back.

After brushing on a tiny bit of makeup, Hermione was satisfied with her appearance and walked down into the adjoining Gryffindor common room.

All movement stopped and stared at the gorgeous Gryffindor girl, that had just walked into their midst.

Hermione stared back at them, willing them to comment on her appearance. From out of no where a cat-call came from a certain red-headed boy named Fred Weasly.

He grinned at Hermione, and she smiled back. He pushed his way through the throng, which had slowly started moving towards the portrait hole.

"My fair lady," Fred said gallantly, bowing to Hermione and brushing his lips to her hand.

Hermione blushed, but carried on with his game, "My good sir knight," she said curtseying. "Will you take me away from these fiends to a place where I might satisfy my hunger?"

"Hunger for what?" Fred said suggestively wiggling his eyebrows.

"FRED!" Hermione shrieked with laughter. "I can't believe you just said that."

"Neither can I," a voice interrupted them.

Both Hermione and Fred sighed simultaneously. "Ron," Hermione said letting out another sigh. "Cant you just leave me alone? I need time to think if I even want to be your friend anymore, let alone your girlfriend."

Ron scowled and walked away, but not before he said, "You will be mine Hermione, remember." He started to walk through the portrait hole, "remember, remember I'm open for dates."

Ending it there sorry for the shortness I couldn't think of anything else to put I'll try to update in the next couple of days