Hermione's Personalities

By Pottersgurl07

Chapter One: What The...?

Hermione woke up, yet again, with no recollection of what she had done the day before. She had been doing this a lot lately and had no idea why. She got headaches frequently and didn't remember things for hours at a time.

She was, once again, in her room, wearing a skimpy halter nightdress that she had never seen before.

She slowly got out of bed and looked around her room. It was a big mess with clothes thrown all over her pink carpet, shoes and panty hose all over her desk, and her queen sized bed, with red and blue sheets, had clothes all over it as well. Hermione remembered specifically cleaning up her room last week and had never woken up with it as big a mess as it was today.

All of a sudden, she heard her mother calling her down for breakfast.

"Okay, mom, I'll be down in a minute." She yelled down to her.

"Okay, honey, but hurry up. We're going to Diagon Alley later today to get your school supplies." Her mother yelled back to her.

Hermione yelled back a reply, then, walked over to her walk-in closet to pick out her clothes to wear for the day. However, she had never seen the clothes in her closet before. There were mini-skirts, halter tops, short dresses, etc. Nothing in this closet was stuff that she would wear. She had no idea where all of her clothes were or why they were gone.

'I don't remember buying anything like this.' She thought.

She looked around the closet to see if she could find the clothes that she usually wore and couldn't find them.

Hermione struggled to remember where she had gotton all of these things that were in her closet, now, and couldn't remember anything. Not knowing where her stuff was kind of freaked her out. She always had everything in a specific place so that she would always knew where to find her things.

She, finally, shrugged and picked out a pair of black leather pants and a pink tank top. When she put the tank top on, it showed her midrift and the pants were very uncomfortable and tight. However, the whole outfit showed off all of these beautiful curves that she never knew she had.

She went over to her mirror and looked herself over, gasping as she saw that her navel was pierced.

'Funny, I don't remember getting my navel pierced," She thought in bewilderment. 'When did that happen? I've never liked navel piercings before, or any kind of piercings for that matter. Why would I get one now if I've never liked them before?'

Was she changing herself without even knowing that she had changed? Did she just wake up and do things that she normally wouldn't do?

'Oh well,' She thought, 'I'll just have to solve all of this later.'

She ran down the stairs to see her parents eating breakfast. Her dad looked up, seeing her come in, and spit out what he had it his mouth all over the table.

"Hermione, darling, what in the world are you wearing?"

"I really don't know daddy I woke up and everything was weird. All my clothes were different and this was the only thing I could find that wasn't to skimpy."

Her dad just looked at her with a look that said 'And thats not skimpy?'

Nevertheless, her father got up just as Hermione was sitting down to eat her cereal and said that he was off to work.

"Honey, are you sure that you don't have anything else in your closet that will be more...appropriate?" Her mother asked pouring herself some more coffee.

"No, mom, there isn't. You can even go look in my closet and see. There is nothing in there that I can wear that is any better than what I've got on now."

"Alright, sweetie, hurry up and eat your breakfast. We are going to Diagon Alley when you're done."

"Okay, mom." Hermione said, speed-eating her cereal.

When Hermione was done with her breakfast, she and her mother left. They arrived at the Leaky Cauldron and went through the hidden passage in the brick wall to Diagon Alley.

Hermione, immediately, made a bee-line to the bookstore and proceeded to buy all the school books that were needed for her 6th year at Hogwarts, not to mention a few extras on sleepwalking.

She payed for her books and walked to the Qudditch shop where she knew Harry and Ron would be.

Hermione walked in and stopped to look around for the two boys. She hadn't talked to them since the end of term 5th year. Finally, she spotted Harry, and was just about to walk up to him, when someone grabbed her from behind and spun her around. She squealed in surprise.

When the person, finally, put her down, she turned around and saw Ron. She gave him a big hug. When she pulled away, she looked him up and down. She saw that he had grown taller and had shaggier hair, not to mention a great body to go with it. Hermione had developed a crush on Ron in 2nd year, but would never admit it to anyone.

"Hermione, I'm so happy to see you." Ron said with a goofy smile.

"I'm so happy to see you too, Ron." Replied Hermione with the same goofy smile.

Hermione turned around and saw Harry was coming towards her with a blank face. He still looked a little too thin with his messy black hair sticking out at odd angles. His emerald eyes showed no emotion whatsoever, he just looked empty.

Hermione wondered what Harry had been doing all summer. She hoped that he hadn't moped the whole time, because when Harry or Ron were in pain she was in pain as well.

Hermione plastered a fake grin on her face and gave Harry the biggest hug she could muster.

She whispered soothing words to him hoping that it would help a little bit with the pain that she knew he was feeling.

He pulled away and gave her a little smile that went away to quickly.

"Thanks, Hermione. You're a good friend and I really appreciate the comfort." Harry said with sincerity.

Both boys raised their eyebrows as they took in Hermione's new style of dress.

"Don't ask. Come on you guys, we need to get our robes fitted." Hermione said, while tugging on both of their arms to get them to come with her.

Hours later, after they had gotton all of their robes and school supplies, they headed for a little cafe where her mother was waiting for her.

She said goodbye to Harry and Ron and started on her way home with her mother.

The whole way home was mostly uneventful. Her mother didn't say anything so Hermione decided to think about the weird stuff that had been happening to her lately.

'Now, let me see, what is it that's is making all of these weird things happen to me?' Hermione thought. 'Is someone playing dirty tricks on me for a laugh? Is Voldemort after me? Is he doing all of this to scare me and lower my defenses? I know that Voldemort doesn't like me or my friends very well, right now, because of what happened at the ministry. But if all of these things are happening to me, then, wouldn't all of the same things be happening to Ron, Harry, Neville, and Luna?'

Hermione was going to find out once and for all what was happening to her no matter how long it took.

By the time Hermione and her mother got home from Diagon Alley, it was already dark outside. After coming in and taking all of her packages to her room, Hermione started packing for school, since she was leaving the very next day.

Hermione took all of her clothes and shoes that she had in her closet and put them all in her trunk. She had decided that, when she got back to school, she would transfigure each and every item into clothes that she would wear.

All of a sudden, she got this blinding headache.

She dropped the shoes she was holding and put her hands to her forehead, closing her eyes in pain.

It disappeared a minute later.

When she looked up she wasn't the same goody-goody Hermione anymore.

She smiled wickedly and looked down at her body, running her hands sensuously over her hips and stomach.

'Not bad,' She thought. 'But I can do better.'

TBC...