A Change of Heart, Body…and Hair

Summery: When Hermione gets tired of her reputation and looks she turns to Lavender and Parvati for a complete and total makeover. However she might get more that she bargained for. HBP spoilers for those that have not finished the book. Although I think that if you are reading fanfiction instead of finishing one of the books that is inspiration for this fanfiction, you are a little more than slightly insane. But that's just my opinion.

Disclaimer: Although I am slightly insane I am not so far gone that I think I own the mighty J.K. Rowling's work.


Chapter 2: Squeals and Sunburns

Almost immediately the door opened to a perfectly coifed caramel-haired beauty wearing an abominably skimpy bikini.

"Hermione!" Lavender Brown squealed.

"Hey" Hermione smiled uncertainly.

"Par, come, you'll never guess who just showed up!" Lavender screeched.

"OMG, Hermione! Like what are you doing here?" Parvati Patil shrieked as she joined Hermione and Lavender on the front step, clothed in very much the same attire as Lavender.

"Great, when I was talking about necessary evils I didn't think I'd get both of them at the same time!" Hermione thought feeling very overdressed in a conservative oversize t-shirt and capri pants.

"So what are you, like, doing here?" Parvati asked.

"Well, I never thought I'd actually say this but I need both your help." Hermione stated, waiting pensively.

"What do you need our help with?" Lavender asked, not forgetting the bushy-haired girl had stolen Ron Weasley away from her in their sixth year…even though Lavender was totally over that.

"Well…I want to look HOT! But I really have no clue how to go about it…and since you both are like the hottest girls in our year…I mean all the guys want you…" Hermione babbled as way of an answer.

The two girls Hermione was addressing traded glances. I mean it was completely true. If any girl needed a makeover, it was Hermione Granger.

"Will you excuse us for a moment?" Lavender asked Hermione sweetly before firmly shutting the door in her face. Hermione waited anxiously, while debated whether to leave or not. Just as she had made up her mind and condemned herself to another year of never-ending studying the door opened.

"OK, we've decided to take you on as our pupil―" Lavender began.

"―however, you have to do whatever we say, unless you have a really good reason not to." Parvati finished. When she saw the uneasy look on Hermione's face she snapped, "Don't look so squeamish, we won't make you do anything we wouldn't do." After a moments more hesitation, Hermione agreed.

She was ushered into a lovely home, up a winding flight of stairs into an extremely large ensuite bedroom with a closet the size of which to rival the room.

"So, Par and I were just going to suntan in the backyard. You'll join us and we can talk about your makeover." Lavender told Hermione.

"B-B-But I don't have a swimsuit." Hermione stuttered.

"Go in the nude." Parvati suggested simply. When Hermione's look suggested one of horror, Lavender jumped into the conversation, "Oh honestly, there's no one here but ourselves but if you're that prudish you can borrow one of mine."

Hermione uttered more pleas but was eventually forced into a fire-engine red string bikini. Having never wore so little clothing in front of people she tried desperately to cover herself with her arms while Lavender and Parvati looked over her body critically.

"She's got a cute figure…she just wears frumpy clothes and hides it." Parvati murmured to Lavender.

The girls made their way outside.

"So Hermione what exactly do you want?" Lavender asked.

"I just want to be looked at like you to are looked at. I want people to see me as more than the class know-it-all." Hermione explained, blushing.

"Well we can do that but you're going to have to trust us completely." Lavender told Hermione firmly.

"For example, no more buts when we tell you to use Lav's bathing suit." Parvati said sternly. Because Hermione looked downcast at this Lavender said "Oh cheer up, come on, use some of my awesome tanning potion. Everyone looks hotter with a tan."

So the girls, slathered with potion, tanned in the sun while talking of clothes and make-up and boys. Hermione found herself bored with the endless chatter of Harry's bum and Cormac McLaggen's eyebrows. Before long she found herself drifting into dreamland.

An hour or two later she was awoke by the prodding of a perfectly manicured hand, accompanied by a sharp sting of pain.

"OW!" Hermione exclaimed rubbing the tender skin. Looking down at her body, which was now a shade of red to rival her swimsuit, Hermione let out a screech of horror.


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