AN- Holaaaa! Sry…I was like doing spanish homework..lol! Okay..so this is chp 2! That's all I have to say…

Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter. Why would I be writing fan fiction if I did?

Recap:

"Hi, I'm Harry Potter." His voice broke through my day dreams. I shakily held out my hand for him to shake. All the while, still staring at him. His eyes. His nose. His lips. I was practically drooling…

Stop it Hermione! Pull yourself together! Stop staring…he probably thinks you're a weirdo. And-

Oh lord. I forgot I was a guy now. Staring at other guys, especially Harry Potter, is strictly forbidden.

And, just like that, things became much more complicated.

Well, that just takes the cake for being the most awkward situation I've ever been in. I couldn't help but glance over at Harry every few minutes. Wait, let me rephrase that, every few seconds. After about 15 minutes, he began to notice too! Then he would look at me, like I was a psycho, whenever our eyes met. I can't blame him though, if another girl, who I barely know, kept staring at me, drooling, I would look at them weird too!

Ginny and Ron were no help. Ginny was talking to another boy, Dean, or something like that, the whole time! What happened to the "I'll be with you the whole time!" speech she made? And don't even get me started on Ron! He was eating like there was no tomorrow! It's quite amazing actually...how he manages to stuff pumpkin pasties, mashed potatoes, treacle tarts, turkey, and who knows what else, into his mouth. And when he tried to talk, the food he spit out managed to hit a poor, little Hufflepuff girl, who might I add, was sitting rather far away.

"Well, I'm full," Ron said satisfied. He better be! If he didn't stop eating soon, I was gonna to tell a professor or something, cause there's no way someone can eat that much!

Ginny turned around to face us, "Thank goodness! You've been eating for ages! Can you guys bring Hermio-, I mean Herman, up to the dormitory? Before you guys need to go to your classes that is…I wanna stay and talk to Dean for awhile."

And with that, she pushed me, Harry, and Ron out of the Great Hall.

"I swear, if Ginny goes out with him again, I'm gonna jump into the lake, and let the giant squid eat me!" Ron said annoyed.

"Has Ginny gone out with him before?" I asked, my curiosity taking the better of me.

"Of course! They've been on and off for, like, 2 years! It's getting on my nerves! Every time Ginny breaks up with him, Dean becomes depressed, and locks himself inside our dormitory. And being as dense as he is, he forgets that he lives with other people, and when we pound on the door, he thinks we're trying to get him out, so we can cheer him up!" Ron said.

Great. So far, I'm sharing a dorm with the most gullible wizard in the school, a pig who might eat me while I'm sleeping, and a guy who thinks I'm mental.

"Well, before Ron starts talking about how dense Dean is, lets go back to the dormitory…Ginny said you needed to know where to put your stuff, right?" Harry asked.

I nodded my head. It saved me the risk of talking, and saying something extremely idiotic.

Harry led me and Ron, who was apparently talking to himself about how stupid Dean is, up to the Gryffindor tower.

We were almost there, when a voice interrupted Ron's ramblings.

"Talking to yourself again, Weasley?" sneered a pale-faced boy. I glanced over at Ron, whose ears were now tomato red.

"I see Potter has gotten himself another sidekick! Well Potter, if you wanted another slave, you could have gotten a bigger, stronger one. This one's like a chipmunk!" the boy said.

A chipmunk? Who calls someone a chipmunk? Well, I suppose that's a good thing. At least he didn't see through my disguise. He just thinks I'm a really, really, scrawny guy.

"Shut up Malfoy!" yelled Ron and Harry at the same time.

The boy, Malfoy, ignored their comment, and instead, made his way towards me. Once he got closer, I saw his grey eyes, and his blonde hair, slicked back.

"What do you want?" I said bravely.

"Oh, I just wanted to see if you were sick or something, cause no one in the right mind would hang around Potty and Weasel!" Malfoy said.

That has got to be the lamest thing I've ever heard!

Annoyed, I turned around and walked away. People like this weren't worth my time.

"I can see why you hang out with Potty and Weasel! You can't find any other friends, cause you're so weird!" Malfoy called after me. Oh yeah, he's soooo mature!

I kept walking, and I didn't look back. Soon enough, Ron and Harry caught up to me.

"You'll fit in with the Gryffindor just fine! We all hate Malfoy!"

Now I know I'm not the only one!

Once inside the common room, Harry showed me where our dormitory was. Evidently, it was the situated at the top of the tower. I levitated my trunk all the way up, and Harry and Ron showed me which of the four-poster beds was mine. Apparently, there were two other guys I haven't met yet, because I was five other beds besides mine. Ron saw me looking at the other beds, and pointed out which bed was whose.

"That one's mine, the one next to it is Harry's. The one over there is Dean's, next to his is Seamus's. You haven't met him yet, but you'll probably see him and Neville at dinner. Neville's bed is next yours," explained Ron.

I looked over at the bed next to mine, and cringed at the sight of it. It was un-made, and the sheets were everywhere, not to mention it smelled like all of Bertie Bott's Every Flavored Beans mixed together. And let me tell you, that's not even close to how bad it really smelled.

"Sorry, mate. No one wanted to sleep near Neville in the first place, and it's the only bed left!" Ron said sympathetically. Wow, this Neville guy must be pretty bad, for Ron to feel sorry for me!

"Well, we've got to go. You should get your schedule tomorrow morning. We have Potions now. Can't be late for that! Snape will blow a blood vessel if we're late again." Harry said, and dashed out the room with Ron.

A Couple Hours Later

"HERMAN!!" called Ron from the common room. I didn't register that Ron was actually talking to me until I got annoyed and started yelling for this Herman guy to go to the common room, just so Ron would shut up. And when no one answered, I realized that I was Herman. Wow. I'm almost as dense as Dean, and that's saying something.

I ran down the spiral staircase and into the common room.

"Herman! There you are! I've been calling your name for 15 minutes!" Ron said.

"Yeah! If you didn't get here soon, Ron would've lost his voice!" added Harry.

I grinned sheepishly, "Sorry, I didn't hear you!"

They looked at my suspiciously. "Anyways, it's dinner time! Hurry up! I'm starving!" Ron said eagerly.

Starving?!? His stomach probably didn't even digest all the food he ate this morning! Suddenly, I wasn't hungry anymore. I didn't feel like sitting in the front row of Ron: The Eating Machine again.

"Uhm, I'm not that hungry. I think I'm gonna finish unpacking." I said.

"You're not finished unpacking yet? It's been like, 5 hours! Just throw your clothes in the wardrobe! Seriously, you're taking as much time as Ginny! Besides, you have to eat! You're too skinny anyways!" Ron said, logically.

"It's ok, if I'm hungry, I'll come down later." I said quickly.

"Well, whatever you sa-" before Harry finished, Ron had already dragged him out of the common room.

Finally, no more people. When I was unpacking, I was always scared of some guy walking in and seeing me unpacking womens' clothing. But now that everyone was at dinner, I could take my time unpacking and not be afraid of anyone walking in. I put my school robes and boy clothes into the wardrobe. I put my girl clothes into the drawer, and put a concealment charm on it. That way, no one would be able to find it. Well…since there's no one here, I better take a shower now. And with that, I hurried to the shower with my so-called pajamas, which I might add, Ginny brought for me. These pajamas she brought me consisted of sweat pants and an extremely baggy sweater. I objected at first, but Ginny said it was the only way, if I didn't want the other guys to know.

I hurried into the bathroom and locked the door. I pointed my wand at my hair, and muttered the spell Ginny taught me. And just like that, my hair changed back into my soft brown curls. My hair used to be extremely bushy, until I became friends with Ginny, and she helped me permanently tame my hair, with not even a bit of Sleekeazy's Hair Potion. Honestly, sometimes I don't know where Ginny learns these things.

I had just stepped out of the shower when I heard Ron's laughter. I froze with fear. How come they're back so soon? Maybe my shower took too long. Whatever, can't think about that right now. What I have to do now is get out of here before anyone needs to go to the bathroom. And with that, I hurriedly put on my "pajamas" and turned my hair short again.

Then I rushed out the bathroom and into the dormitory.

"Hey, Herman! You never came down to dinner! We were waiting for you, and Ginny too! She kept on pestering me and Harry about where you were. Honestly, sometimes my sister can be so annoying!" Ron sighed.

"Hey Herman!" said Harry, and I don't know why, but I blushed a little. Note to self: Do not blush when guys talk to you. "Wanna meet the others now?"

And soon enough, three boys walked into the dormitory. I recognized one as Dean, there was another boy with brownish hair, who I assumed was Seamus, because he seemed to be really good friends with Dean. And then there was Neville. I actually feel a tad sorry for him, he stumbled on the step, tripped, and fell on his face. Dean and Seamus roared with laughter. I quickly ran over and helped him up.

"Hi, I'm Herman," I said, holding out my hand for him to shake.

"I'm Neville," he said, "And thanks, I can be a bit clumsy sometimes." A bit, huh?

"Seamus! Dean!" yelled Harry.

They both turned around, spotted me, and started walking towards me.

"Hey, I'm Seamus," said the other boy, in a thick Irish accent.

"You're Herman, right? Ginny told me about you. I'm Dean, by the way."

I was about to say something, until Seamus's voice broke through, "Hey Herman? Did you take a shower, already? Who takes a shower this early? No wait, who even takes a shower? I only take one like every other day!"

Uhm…ewwwww! That's disgusting! I was speechless.

"You're sick, Seamus!" said Ron.

"What'd I say?" Seamus said, genuinely confused.

Well, it seems like I'm also sharing a room with a guy who doesn't shower! Wow. I must be the luckiest person in the world!

"Okay...well that was weird," I said.

"You can say that again!" said Harry.

3 days Later

Common Room

"Hey Hermione!!" Ginny, noticing her mistake, clasped her hand over her mouth, "I mean, Herman!! Not Hermione! I don't even know anyone who has the name Hermione! What kind of name is Hermione?" Ginny rambled on. Great cover-up Ginny! Not.

"What?" I said, irritated I was extremely busy with my Potions essay.

"Did you hear?? The first Hogsmeade trip is this Saturday! That's in like 2 days!" Ginny yelled, excited.

"Big deal, I don't plan on going anyways. I'd rather stay here and finish my homework," I said. I'm not weird! I'd just rather do homework, than go to a wizard village with my friends, and eat sweets, and look at shops.

On second though. Yes. I might be just a little bit strange.

"My goodness, Hermione! You're sooooo boring! I thought you wanted to come to Hogwarts so you could have fun! Well, this is the perfect opportunity! And get this…" Ginny said, "I talked to McGonagall about this, and she said that she could arrange for you to go...as a girl!"

Now that caught my attention.

"Did Aunt Minerva really say that?" I asked suspiciously.

"I swear on life! If I'm lying, I'll lock myself in the dungeons with Snape!" Ginny said, in a rather serious tone.

"Whoa there Ginny, no need to go that far!" I said. That's pure horror, that is, being locked in a dungeon with Snape. Shivers

"Well, since I now know you're telling the truth, I'm gonna go find Aunt Minerva and talk to her about it," I said. I packed up my potions book, and without another word to Ginny, skipped out the portrait hole. The Fat Lady stared at me with disbelief. Note To Self #2: Never skip when you're a guy.

"Hello? Aunt Minerva?" I called out softly.

"Is that you, Hermione?" came Aunt Minerva's voice.

I turned around and saw my aunt's tussled expression.

"Peeves was throwing dungbombs at Argus…again," Aunt Minerva said, "Anyways, I expect you're here because Miss. Weasley has already told you about my plan for you?"

"Yeah, she did. Are you serious? You're just gonna let me got to Hogsmeade, as a girl I mean, just like that?" I asked.

"Of course not, silly dear! People would be suspicious. I have arranged for you to work at Scrivenshaft's Quill Shop. Wonderful person, he is! I told him my niece was on an early Christmas Break, and that she wanted to work here on some occasions, so she could visit me!" Aunt Minerva said, rather proud of herself.

So, I would be working there the whole time. That means I couldn't look around Hogsmeade anyways. Well, back to plan A, staying in the tower and doing homework! What fun!

"Oh, don't worry dear! You only have to work there for half the day. The rest of the day you can run along with Miss. Weasley and do what ever it is young people do these days!" said Aunt Minerva reassuringly.

"I can't wait, Aunt Minerva!" I yelled, and I ran up and hugged her, "I love you!" and I, because of my excitement, skipped out the door once again.

2 days later

I'm soooo tired! …What time is it? I looked over at the clock next to my bed. 5:44 am. No wonder I'm tired! Even I don't wake up at 5:44 am, on a weekend! I dragged myself out of bed, and reminded myself about how I needed to hurry up. Aunt Minerva said that I should wake up early, get dressed before the other guys in the dormitory wake up, and then meet her at her office, so she could take me to Scrivenshaft's Quill Shop, and get me settled before the other students showed up. I grabbed my clothes, which consisted of a pair of slim blue jeans, and a pretty white blouse, and ran into the bathroom to dress and brush my teeth. I changed my hair back, and within twenty minutes, I was done. I ran out the door, grabbing a jacket along the way, it was like freezing outside!

I almost killed myself when I was walking across the moving staircases. I managed to fall asleep while walking, and I missed one of the steps. Thank goodness I was able to pull myself up.

At McGonagall's Office

"Hurry up, Hermione! You've got to move faster if you want to get there without being seen!" said my aunt, strictly. What is she? Like nocturnal? Who can be so awake in the morning? She should go into the Owerly and live with the owls.

Yeah. I'm cranky in the mornings.

I like fell asleep while Aunt Minerva dragged me all the way to Hogsmeade. Then she handed me off to an old man, Scrivenshaft, I assumed.

"Hermione, dear, behave yourself. I trust you to act responsibly. And whenever you want to come back, just change back into a boy. I left a set of clothes, in a box, for you to change into in the back. Scrivenshaft thinks it's a full of quills and paper. So whenever he goes in the back, make sure he doesn't look in there, okay?" Aunt Minerva asked.

"Yeah, yeah," I responded.

"Well, I'm off! People will be wondering where I've gone…"Aunt Minerva trailed off.

I looked over at the elderly man. "It's Hermione, isn't? Why don't you get started by dusting off the shelves? And when you're done you can begin to-" Scrivenshaft rambled on and on. This is gonna be a long day.

A Few Hours Later

"Hello, Welcome to Scrivenshaft's Quill Shop," I said unenthusiastically when I heard the door open.

"Hermione! It's me!" called Ginny's voice.

I turned around. Thank goodness! I was so bored, I was about to drown myself in ink.

"Can you leave yet? I wanna show you Honeydukes! Come on!" Ginny said, yanking my arm.

"I can't yet, I still got 20 minutes before I can leave!" I protested.

"Well, I'm not gonna wait around for you in here! I'll be waiting for you at The Three Broomsticks, alright? You should know how to get there, it's hard to miss," said Ginny. Then she walked out the store, slamming the door behind her.

Stay positive. Only 20 more minutes of this torture!

Creak. I heard the door open again. Ginny must've forgotten something…

"What do you want Ginny?" I asked, irritated, not bothering to turn around and face her.

"Uhmm…What are you talking about?" said a confused voice that sounded strangely like…

"Harry! What are you doing here?" I asked, turning around.

"Err...do I know you?" he said.

Oh, right. I was a girl now. So he doesn't know me. Arrggggg!! Just when I get a chance to talk to Harry, as in actually talk, like not have him look at me weird, he doesn't know me. Great. Just great.

"Uhm..well you're Harry Potter right? Everyone knows you!" I covered up.

Harry chuckled slightly, "Yeah, I guess you're right."

Well, better now or never.

"Hi," I held out my hand, "I'm Hermione Granger."

Well, there you go. Chapter 2. So now Harry knows Hermione and Herman. I promise I'll have more interaction between Harry and Hermione/Herman next chapter!

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