Girly Girl

Written by Jami Ruggeri

June 23rd, 2006

Chapter One: When Hell Freezes Over

It was the very first night of Hermione's sixth year. She spent it hanging out in the common room with her fellow Gryffindors, smiling and laughing and having a good time. Harry and Ron looked so much older, and they were so tall, Ron being the taller of the two of them of course. Ron and Harry had grown into very matured (looking) handsome young men. Hormones had been kicking in for quite some time, and now all anyone could really think about was the opposite sex. (unless of course, if you were gay.) It wasn't until Ginny led her up to the girl's room with a smirk plastered on her face that Hermione thought things couldn't get any more different.

"I have a gift for you." Ginny told her with a smile. Hermione was flattered.

"Oh, Ginny," She began with a blush. "For what occasion?"

"Because I think it's high time you started looking and acting like a real girl." Ginny started. Hermione gave her a confused look as Ginny took out a medium-sized box from her trunk. "Here," She told Hermione, and handed her the box. Hermione opened it very slowly. "It's a box of some of my old makeup and perfumes. It's still usable, it's just stuff I don't use anymore."

"What do you think would happen if I started wearing makeup and acting like a real girl? What does that prove?" Hermione fiddled with the cap on one of the lipsticks.

"Well, I couldn't help but notice all last year you didn't get much attention from the boys. I felt bad. You're a very lovely girl, Hermione, and guys haven't had the opportunity to see what's right in front of their noses." Ginny walked behind Hermione and started groping her long, wavy, tangled hair. "Your hair is such a brilliant color. It's a sweet, honey brown. Oh! And your eyes!" Hermione stiffened as Ginny ran in front of her and began examining her face. "They are the perfect shade of chocolaty caramel!" Hermione laughed. Ginny smiled. "You need a boyfriend." Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Oh, really? And whom do you think would come jumping to me once I wear this makeup? It couldn't possibly work, or happen that quickly." Hermione said, matter of factly.

"I'm going to teach you how to wear it. Tomorrow morning we are going to wake up extra early and I am going to do your hair and your makeup!" Ginny clapped her hands in excitement. Hermione sighed.

"Well, if you say so."

The next morning, Ginny shook Hermione awake and told her to get into the shower and clean up quickly. Hermione groaned but managed to get out of bed and do as instructed. To be honest, Hermione was curious at how she would look, and really curious to see if boys would actually notice. For once Hermione wondered what it would be like to have a boyfriend.

I mean, sure, there was Viktor, but he wasn't much, just a friend who had snogged her once or twice at the Yule Ball. He lived so far away. That relationship was just not destined to work under those circumstances. He did give her a first real kiss though. She blushed at the thought and finished up in the shower.

When she was done getting settled in her robes, she walked out and met Ginny who was picking different things out of the box she had given her the night before. "Oh, you're finally done! Come sit on the bed, I'm going to do your makeup! You will look so fantastic! I cannot wait."

Hermione sat on the bed and allowed Ginny to apply her makeup to her face. First, Ginny used a shimmer pink blush and spread it across her cheeks lightly, then applied a dark purple shadow to her eye lid, and highlighted it with light pink shadow. "Wonderful!" Ginny exclaimed. "Almost done!" She then told Hermione to open her eyes wide and Ginny applied mascara and a dark brown eyeliner. "Just one last thing…" And Ginny spread a very light peach lipgloss on her lips. "Done!"

Hermione looked at herself in the hand mirror inside the box and gaped. "Oh my gosh, I look like a girl." Ginny laughed. "This makeup is almost similar to the makeup I used when I went to the Yule Ball, but even then I didn't have lipgloss or eyeliner."

"You look absolutely amazing! Now go sit down in that chair. I am going to tame your hair. It is just so wild. It's ridiculous." Hermione blushed, but sat down in the chair in front of the vanity Lavender and Parvati often used. Ginny took out a hair straighter from her trunk, "This is my secret weapon." She said and immediately began working on Hermione's messy hair.

About ten minutes later, Hermione peered into the mirror in front of her, her mouth open, and her eyes wide. She had never seen herself with perfectly straight hair… and she loved it. "I love it. I'm never having curly, messy hair, ever again." Ginny nodded proudly in agreement.

"See, what did I tell you? Beautiful." And then Ginny turned, getting ready herself.

Hermione quickly grabbed her wand, eager to see Harry and Ron's reactions. She flew down the stairs (not literally) and stopped at the very bottom, seeing her two comrades chatting heatedly on the couch, still looking awfully sleepy. Both of them turned to see her when they heard her feet shuffling across the room.

Their mouths dropped, and their eyes bugged out at the sight of her. "Bloody hell," Ron whispered to no one in particular. Harry snapped out of his trance when he noticed Hermione getting nervous under their gazes.

"Hey, Hermione." He said cheerfully, knowing full well that Ron was still in shock. Hermione grinned.

"So, how do I look? Bad?" Hermione crossed her fingers.

"You look gorgeous." Harry complimented. They both then stared at Ron, who was still in shock. Harry waved a hand in front of his face.

Hermione cleared her throat. "Hello, Ronald. How was your first night's sleep? Comfortable I assume." She sat down beside him. Ron stared at her and then peered down at her chest. And then back up at her face.

"Oi, Hermione," Ron began. "Since when are you a girl?" Hermione scoffed and smacked him in his arm.

"I've always been a girl, you idiot! Obviously you've never cared to notice." Ron looked baffled.

"Well, it never really hit me full on until just now. And since when did you have those?" He peered down at her chest. Hermione gasped and covered herself, standing up. Harry chuckled.

"Ronald! That was uncalled for!"

"What did my stupid brother do this time?" Ginny asked amused as she came down the steps. She stood beside Harry and they smiled at each other.

"Oh, the usual. Just making Hermione uncomfortable, one way or another." Harry told her.

"Damn right he made me uncomfortable!"

"Were you staring at her chest? Oh, Ron, you must learn to be a gentleman. Maybe you should learn a few things from Harry, here." Ginny told him and grabbed Harry's hand. Harry beamed.

"I don't need to learn a thing! Hermione didn't have to get all beautiful and make me stare at her and her growing bosom!"

Hermione blushed full force, even more than before. Not just at the fact that he mentioned her growing bosom, but he called her beautiful! Ron sure had a funny way of complimenting a girl.

"Well, if we're all done with this conversation we can go and eat breakfast now." Hermione suggested, but more for herself rather than anybody else. She just needed to change the subject that was getting just a bit out of hand.

While walking down to the Great Hall, Ron caught up to Hermione's fast pace and slowed her down by playing with her hair. Ginny and Harry grinned from behind them both.

"Oi, Hermione, I love what you've done with your hair, too!" Ron complimented her shamelessly. Hermione blushed and tried to hide the smile escaping from her lips.

"Why, Ronald. That was a very lovely thing to say." Hermione told him with a cheery smile as they entered the Great Hall.

A few heads turned to stare at the unrecognizable girl who had entered. When realization hit that it was Hermione Granger, wizards and witches all turned to each other and began whispering. Most still stared, the majority of them males, and their expressions looked exactly as shocked as Ron's and Harry's had been. Hermione smiled but blushed from all of the newfound attention as she sat down next to her friends at the Gryffindor table.

"Hermione, you look great!" Lavender complimented a few seats from her. Parvati smiled and gave her thumbs up.

"Thanks!" Hermione said to them and smiled at Ginny who smiled back from across the table.

"Hermione," Seamus Finnigan began. "I must say, you look very lovely."

"I agree too, Hermione." Neville chimed in. "Of course, not that you didn't look lovely before." He blushed. Hermione gave them a cute, small smile and thanked them nicely.

Luna Lovegood from the Ravenclaw table stood up slightly and waved to Hermione. "Hi Hermione!" She exclaimed.

"Hello, Luna!" Hermione waved back.

Luna turned to all of the other Ravenclaw girls, and said, "See! I told her I was friends with her!"

Hermione shook her head at the silly girl and smiled.

Once Ginny, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were done with breakfast, they all began heading out the door of the Great Hall. Hermione said her goodbyes and headed off to her Ancient Runes class.

She was stopped halfway when she heard a voice calling her from behind. "Grew up this summer, eh Granger?" She recognized the voice as Draco Malfoy. Hermione grimaced.

"Why would you care, Malfoy?" She turned to face him as he came up and walked beside her, their robes shuffling together.

"I don't. I was just stating the obvious." He gave her one of his smirks and winked. Hermione was almost disgusted until she realized how much he had grew up over the summer as well. She studied his face, which was perfect and pale. He had no blemishes whatsoever and his sleek, white-blonde hair fell close to his eyes. His eyes were a steely, silvery light blue. His mouth, curved for he was smiling, was pink, and full. "See anything you like Granger?" He said when there was an odd silence and he realized she was basically checking him out. Hermione looked away and blushed profusely.

"Uh, no! You are sickening!" Hermione huffed and began to pace faster. Hermione then blushed harder when she realized that her and Malfoy had actually been flirting.

"Well, you're blushing. You must have been thinking something naughty." He said, catching up to her. Hermione gasped and looked shocked from his lack of modesty. He was shameless! "Oh, don't look so disgruntled. You're cute when you blush."

This made Hermione stop in her tracks. Was this for real? Had pure-blooded, son of a death eater, rich and handsome, had everything he wanted Draco Malfoy just told her she was cute? This was unbelievable! Was she dreaming? She was a Mudblood, something he had always referred to her as, and he had just called her cute! Someone notify the newspapers! Hell has just frozen over!

She turned to find him walking away, staring at her, smirking, of course. "Sorry, Granger. I'd love to stay and embarrass you further but I must get to my own class. Au revior!"

Hermione just stood there in pure shock, as Ron Weasley had been earlier, as the bell rang.

She was late for her class.

Now that was a first.

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