AN- Here's chapter 3! I don't really like this chapter…I had writer's block halfway through…Ron may be a little OOC this chapter, by the way.

AND I was going to update this sooner….I was actually done with it like yesterday, but my fanfiction was being stupid and whenever I tried to upload it onto document manager it would go like An error has occurred while processing your request. If the problem persists, please alert site admin via… and yeah..I did it like 50 times..but whatever..enough of my complaining.

Story Of My Life- I was like trying to upload it onto document manager right? And when it didn't work I was like shaking my computer, yelling "COME ON! PLEASE WORK!" and then when it didn't, I was all like "stupid computer!" and my mom walked by and looked at me all weird.

Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter.

Recap
"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."

You know what? This was actually worth waking up at 5:45 in the morning! Now, I could talk to Harry without acting like a complete loser! Great, isn't it?

"So, you say your name's Hermione?" Harry asked.

"Yeah," I answered cautiously, "Why do you ask?"

"It's just that I met a new kid at my school and his name's Herman. Your names are just similar, that's all," Harry said. I flinched slightly, but regained my composure.

"Anyways, why's a girl like you working in a place like this?" Harry questioned.

"Oh, umh…" I paused, thinking back to what Aunt Minerva said, "I actually attend Beauxbatons. I'm just taking an early Christmas Break."

"Then why are you working here, of all the places?" Harry asked.

Should I tell him the truth? It couldn't hurt…it's not like it's gonna change anything…

"Uhm...well, actually, my aunt's a professor at Hogwarts, and I'm working here so I can visit her occasionally," Well…at least some of that's true.

"Oh, really? What's her name?" Harry asked, curiously.

"Err," I hesitated, "Minerva McGonagall,"

"Professor McGonagall? Seriously? I never thought she had a life outside Hogwarts…" Harry said. He looked over at me, and saw my bemused expression.

"Err, I mean, she just seems so proper and stuff…like I never thought she would have a personal life…Well I mean I knew she did, everyone has a personal life, but I didn't like know know. And-" Harry stumbled, turning a light taint of red.

It was rather funny watching him acting like the nervous one for once.

"It's okay, I know what you mean," I said, relieving him of this awkward situation.

I glanced over at the old grandfather clock that lay next to the door. Wow, time really does fly! I don't really want this to end…but I promised Ginny I would meet her at The Three Broomsticks…Well, can't break a promise can I?

"Sorry, but I promised to meet a friend when my shift was over…" I trailed off.

"Oh, it's okay," Harry turned around and looked at the clock, "I've got to be meeting someone too."

I looked down at the dusty ground, disappointed. He's probably gonna go and meet his girlfriend or something at Madam Puddifoot's.

"Something wrong?" he questioned, noticing my downcast expression.

"Oh, nothing. I'm fine," I answered, putting on a happy face.

I said goodbye to Mr. Scrivenshaft, and we walked out the door together.

"Well, I'm going this way," I said, pointing to the left.

He pointed to the right, "I'm going this way."

"Then, uhm, see you next Hogsmeade weekend?" I asked nervously.

"Yeah, maybe," Harry answered.

"Well, goodbye, then," I said awkwardly.

"Bye," he replied, just as nervously as I.

I turned around and walked briskly towards The Three Broomsticks so Harry couldn't see my flushed cheeks.

That went better than I thought it would! It seemed like Harry was enjoying our conversation as much as I was! I kept replaying our talk in my head. Thinking about his laugh, and when he ruffled his already-messy hair when he was nervous…

Wow. I fell for him hard. I've never been this way around a guy before...gotta ask Ginny for advice.

I pushed open the door to the pub and scanned the tables, searching for a certain red head.

"'Mione! Over here," I heard Ginny yell from a table in the far corner.

I slid onto the chair next to Ginny and ordered a butterbeer.

"Ginny! You won't believe who came into the store while I was working!" I yelled excitedly.

"Who? Was it a cute guy?" Ginny asked curiously. Ginny really is boy-obsessed.

"Actually, it was Harry!" I said, emphasizing Harry's name.

Ginny laughed nervously. Uh-oh. Something must be wrong.

"You're joking right? Because it just so happens that…"

Ginny was interrupted by a rather obnoxious voice.

"GINNY! WHERE ARE YOU?"

Ginny waved her hand furiously through the air. "Stop shouting, Ron! You're embarrassing me!"

"Honestly…sometimes I don't even think we're related!" Ginny muttered.

I looked over at Ron, and saw him pushing some first year boys out of his way. Ginny's right. They don't seem like they're connected to each other in anyways, except for their flaming red hair of course. But then I saw another figure following Ron, apologizing to the younger students. It can't be who I think it is…but logically speaking it has to be him. It must be Harry.

"Hey Ginny, order me and Harry some butterbeers, will ya?" Ron asked.

"I'm not your personal slave, Ronald," Ginny glared at him, "And aren't you going to say hello to my friend here?"

"What? Who are you talking abou-" Ron questioned, and finally noticed that was I sitting at the table.

Ron blushed, and "whispered", to his sister, "Ginny! Why didn't you tell me there was gonna be a girl here too?! I would've fixed my hair!"

"It wouldn't have made a difference! And by the way, I'm a girl too, you know!" Ginny replied, highly offended.

"Yeah, well you're my little sister. You don't count." Ron said as a matter-of-factly. Ouch. That must've hurt.

"Hi, I'm Ron Weasley, Ginny's brother," Ron said introducing himself.

"Hermione Granger, pleasure to meet you," I replied, pretending I didn't know him.

Ron grinned, and he began to introduce Harry.

"My friend, Harr-"

Harry cut him off, "We've met."

Ron looked at us with both confusion and hurt, like he was being left out.

"How?" he questioned, expecting Harry to answer. But instead, Ginny answered.

"Well you see, Hermione, my very good friend, works at the Scrivenshaft's Quill Shop and Harry seemed to have stopped by there. And it just so happens that they were having a wonderful time, just the two of them. Alone. By themselves," Ginny remarked, clearly trying to make her brother feel isolated. She must still be ticked off. Note To Self: Remember to never get Ginny mad.

I saw Harry glance over at Ron, "It was nothing, I just needed to buy a new quill. And we just kinda talked for a while…that's why I was late meeting you at Honeydukes."

Oh…So Harry was meeting Ron. That's nothing to worry about. It's just Ron.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here? Potter, Weasley, and I see you dragged along the youngest Weasel with you as well," Malfoy said cruelly.

Is it just me, or does nobody notice me?

"But what do we have here?" Malfoy said to me, "What's a pretty young lady like you hanging around with this group of losers?"

Ewwww…is Malfoy actually hitting on me? He's like a complete jerk to me when I'm a guy. Boys can be so two-faced.

"I'm actually enjoying myself, uhm, Mr…." I asked, pretending I didn't know his name, Way to burst his overly large ego.

"Draco Malfoy. Of the Malfoy family, one of the only pureblooded families left. We're one of the richest wizarding families in the world." He sneered.

"Well then, Mr. Malfoy, thanks for the history lesson," I said, watching his cheeks burn in embarrassment, "But I was having a conversation before you rudely interrupted us. So, I'd appreciate it if you would, stating it bluntly, leave," I said calmly.

I stared at him expectantly, and soon enough, he stalked off with his two baboons. Crabbe and Doyle or something…

"Way to go, Hermione! You sure showed that conceited moron," Ginny said enthusiastically.

I smiled and drank finished off my butterbeer.

"Do you want some more, Hermione? I could go get some for you," Ron said sweetly.

"Honestly, Ronald! Just 2 minutes ago, you were too lazy to get it for yourself," Ginny muttered.

"It's okay, I'm fine," I replied.

"It's no trouble, I need to get some for me and Harry anyways," Ron insisted. "Right, mate?" he asked his best friend.

"Yeah, whatever," Harry said nonchalantly.

Once Ron left, Harry immediately started talking again.

"I didn't know you were friends with Ginny!" Harry said energetically, "Was she the friend you said you needed to meet?"

"Yeah," I answered awkwardly, "I didn't know you were friends with Ginny either," I added, making my lie seeming more believable.

Without Ron and his big mouth here, nobody was really talking. So the whole time Ron was waiting in line, Harry and I kept stealing glances at each other, and whenever we saw the other looking we would blush. This was different from the first day we met though, cause I'm a girl this time and he's a guy. Now, when I think back to the first time we met at breakfast, I would always blush and think about how big a moron he must think I am. Argg…I've got to keep this blushing thing under control, if my cheeks keep turning red like this, it's gonna be permanent.

To make matters worse, Ginny saw us looking at each other, and started grinning maniacally. I'm headed straight towards humiliation nation.

Just then, I heard the clock chime, and I realized there was only an hour left before all the students needed to return. Aunt Minerva said I would need to leave earlier than the other students, so no one would be suspicious if they saw me going back to the castle, when they never even saw me leaving it. She said I needn't worry about Filch, she said she had it all sorted out, and that I wouldn't need to check in or anything.

I kicked Ginny's shin, and heard her curse in surprise.

"What the bloody hell was that for Hermione?" Ginny yelled, and I tilted my head towards the clock, "Ohhh."

"Well, Harry, me and Hermione have got to get going, she needs to, uhm, buy some..stuff.." Ginny said lamely.

I hurriedly dragged her off the stool and walked quickly towards the door.

"Tell Ron that I'm sorry I couldn't stick around for the butterbeer!" I yelled through the crowd to the stunned raven-haired boy. Realizing that I didn't say goodbye, I yelled through the mob of students again, "Bye, Harry!"

I think I saw him wave back, I'm not sure though, cause a rather large Ravenclaw boy stepped on my foot, and I yelped in pain, with Ginny still pulling me towards the door.

"Wow, what a rush!" Ginny said excitedly, "But really, we've got to get back to the Quill Shop, McGonagall said she would kill me if I didn't get you back in time!"

And with that, we half walked and half ran back to the shop. I bid farewell to Ginny, for she said she needed to meet with "someone" at Madam Puddifoot's. Dean, no doubt.

I snuck into the back room, and grabbed the bag in which Aunt Minerva had put my clothes. I tiptoed into the bathroom, and slipped into my guy clothes, and stuffed my girl clothes into the bag. I pushed open the door, creakkkk, I cringed and walked quickly down the road leading towards Hogwarts.

Back At The Castle: Gryffindor Common Room

Question #9- Describe in detail what ingredients are needed to make the Befuddlement Draught.

Oh, I know this! Snape was talking about this in last week's lesson…I remember now!

The ingredients needed to concoct the Befuddlement Draught are scurvy-grass, lovage, and sneezewort. (AN-This is a real potion, and real ingredients…I looked it up! lol)

Question #10- What are the effects of the Amort-

"Hey, Herman! Didn't see you at Hogsmeade today!" Harry said. Ron was too busy stuffing his face with candy he bought from Honeydukes.

I needed an excuse, a good one for that matter. "Uhm, my folks never signed the permission form," I said casually.

"Really? That's too bad…" Harry said, "Hey..do you really wanna go there? If you really want to, I could show you a way to get there without being caught."

Interesting…I wonder what secret passageway he knows…but I better decline. Aunt McGonagall would murder me if she knew I was breaking the rules.

"No thanks…lets just say I have my own ways of getting to Hogsmeade," I said mischievously, and ironically, I was actually telling the truth. Well, some of its true.

Harry looked at me curiously, then said, "Well, me and Ron are gonna get ready for dinner now. See you later," And Harry pulled Ron up the staircase.

Great Hall- Dinner

"So, 'inny, why 'as tha' girl at th' 'hree bro-"

"For goodness sakes, Ron! Swallow your food before you talk!" Ginny yelled, wiping bits of steak of her face, "It's disgusting!"

Ron took a huge gulp of pumpkin juice, and swallowed all his food, "Sorry, mate," he said, wiping scraps of food off Harry, who was staring off into space.

"I meant to say, why was that girl, Hermione, at The Three Broomsticks with us today?" Ron asked.

Seamus appeared at my side. "Are you guys talking about that girl that was sitting with you guys today at Hogsmeade? She's really pretty," Seamus said randomly.

I blushed, and I saw Ginny smirk.

One of Ginny's friends, Luna, chimed into the conversation as well, "Hey, I saw her working at Scrivenshaft's! You better tell her to quit, Ginny! All the ink they sell there is really bad for your health. If you inhale the scent, your lungs clog up and you-"

Wow. Everyone seemed to know that I was at The Three Broomsticks…

"Inhaling the scent of ink won't kill you, Luna!" I objected.

Luna and I don't get along that well sometimes, but she's Ginny's friend, so she's my friend too I guess.

"Yes it will! Ask my father! He knows everything! And believe me, Ginny, you better tell that Hermione girl to quit soon!" Luna said, and stalked off to the Ravenclaw table.

"Did you say Hermione?" Harry said, all of a sudden, "Is she here or something?" Harry sat up straight and looked around the Great Hall.

Ron looked at him strangely, "Uhm, are you okay, mate? I was just asking who Hermione was."

"Oh, my mistake," Harry muttered.

I felt Ginny kick my leg, and I looked over at her. She raised her eyebrows, and mouthed the words to me, "I think he likes you!" I blushed, once again, and began stuffing mash potatoes in my mouth in order to stop myself from giggling. Yes, giggling, Hermione Granger giggling over a guy.

Ron saw me and Ginny stifling our laughter, and blurted out, "Are you guys going out or something?

"Eww, Ron! Did you have some firewhiskey at the Three Broomsticks after I left? You know that stuff makes you all loony...!" Ginny yelled. I saw Luna glare over at us.

"Yeah, Ron. We're just friends," I added.

"Okay, good, cause if Dean found out, he would've choked himself on chocolate frogs," Ron said, "Back to the point, why was your friend, Hermione, at The Three Broomsticks with us? I've never seen her at Hogwarts before…"

"She goes to Beauxbatons, that's why. She's on an early Christmas break, and she's working at Hogsmeade. Why do you wanna know?" Ginny questioned.

"No re-, no reason," Ron stuttered nervously, his ears turning red.

Gryffindor Boy's Dormitory- After Dinner

Ron, Dean, and Seamus were playing Exploding Snap in the Common Room, and Neville was watching them, so it was only me and Harry in the dormitory. Harry was polishing his broom while I was reading Magical Hieroglyphs and Logograms, a quite interesting book I might add. Though it was interesting, I couldn't take my mind off what Ginny had mentioned at lunch. I think he likes you kept echoing in my mind, until I couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hey, Harry?" I said abruptly, causing Harry to jump a little.

"Yeah?"

"What's all that talk about that Hermione girl?" I asked, "You know, during dinner? It seemed like she was all you paid attention too…" I blushed slightly when I said that.

Harry squirmed on his bed, avoiding my gaze. Then he answered, "Just this girl I met at Hogsmeade today…" Then went back to polishing his broom.

But no, I wasn't done yet. If you're gonna go for it, might as well go all the way!

"You like her?" I said bluntly.

Harry dropped the rag he was using to polish his Firebolt in surprise.

"…Excuse me?" Harry said in disbelief.

"Do you like her?" I repeated.

"Wh-. Why would you think that?" Harry questioned.

Why did I think that? Cause Ginny said so…but I can't tell him that..uhmmm…

"Because you only answered to her name during dinner!" I said satisfied with my answer.

"Well, that was only cause…I only answered to her name because they were talking and uhm…" Harry said lamely.

I looked at him expectantly, and he knew I wasn't going to stop bothering him until he gave me an answer.

"I dunno, honestly," Harry confessed, "She's really nice and pretty," I blushed, but shook it off, "But the strange thing is that I've only met her for one day, yet it seems like I already know her, you know what I mean?"

I shook my head nervously.

"Like, I've only talked to her for like a couple hours, but I feel like I've met her before…" Harry elaborated.

That's enough interrogation for one day. "Whatever you say," I said casually, "I'm going to bed now, big Ancient Runes exam tomorrow. 'Night." And I turned off the light just as Ron, Seamus, Dean, and Neville walked into the dormitory, roaring with laughter.

"Wha-" Harry began, but then shook his head and smiled to himself.

One Week Later – Library

What plant allows the user to change their physical appearance for approximately two hours?

I don't know this! We've never even talked about this in class! I must ask Professor Sprout about this later. On to transfiguration…

All of a sudden, someone slipped on to the chair next to me, "Hey..err..Herman," Ginny said, "You know, it's still kinda weird for me to call you Herman…but whatever. Hey, you know next week is Christmas Break?"

I nodded, "Yeah, so?"

"Sooooo, you going anywhere?" Ginny asked.

"Nope. Staying at school. My parents are going on a trip to Australia with some of their old classmates, and they said they wanted it to be like the good old days, so I volunteered to stay at school, Aunt Minerva's here anyways," I replied logically.

"Well, my mom said I could invite some friends over for Christmas. You know? To stay at the Burrow," Ginny said, "You wanna come? As Hermione, I mean."

That would be fun, staying with Ginny's large family in a cozy home, instead of being stuck at Hogwarts all alone for Christmas.

"Really?" I asked, making sure she wasn't trying to trick me or anything.

"I'm serious! You wanna come don't you? Or would you rather stay here, all by yourself, with no one to talk to, and no one to have Christmas dinner with, and no one to-" Ginny went on.

"I get it, okay? Are you sure you're mom won't mind though?" I questioned.

"Of course not! The more people there are, the happier she is!" Ginny remarked, "It's settled then, I'm gonna go and owl Mom right now! And by the way, Luna's coming too!"

Luna? Before I could object, Ginny had already run out the library.

Sometimes, that girl can be so…I can't even find a word to describe her!

I started on my transfiguration homework once again, until I heard footsteps approaching my table.

"Seriously, Herman, you shouldn't be spending so much time in the library," Ron said, disbelievingly. Harry nodded his head in agreement. Ron and Harry really are best friends.

"What are you guys doing here?" I asked, irritated. Since school started, the three of us started getting really close.

"Well, my mom just owled me and told me that I could invite some friends over for Christmas. Harry, of course, is coming, like every year. But I could also invite others and," Ron said.

"We were wondering if you wanted to come. Like stay at the Burrow with us for Christmas," Harry finished. Now, they're even finishing each other's sentences. Unbelievable.

But the big question now is if I should go as Herman or Hermione. I choose Hermione. Big shocker there!

"Sorry, I'm already going somewhere. Thanks for the offer though," I acted disappointed, "I would come, if my parents didn't want to drag me along on their vacation."

"Oh well. Maybe over the summer or something then," Harry said, "Ron and I need to go to Quidditch practice now. See you at dinner!"

"Yeah, see ya! And you really should stop coming to the library," Ron said. And they both walked out.

So I'm gonna be spending Christmas with the Weasleys and Harry. Wait a second…and Harry! I'm gonna be Hermione when I'm staying there! That's a good thing and a bad thing though. I could spend more time with Harry as a girl, but then again, I would have to be careful about what I saw and such…I'm a smart girl though, I can handle.

I mean, how hard could it be? Staying with the Weasleys and Harry for awhile. It can't be that bad!

There you go! Chapter 3!
Longest chapter yet…hope you enjoyed! This isn't my favorite chapter, writers' block. Hope you like it though!
So what's gonna happen at the Burrow? Hmmm...
I've been thinking about letting someone other than Ginny and McGonagall know about Hermione's secret…maybe Luna…or Ron…dunno…find out next chapter!
The next chapter should be out fairly soon…unless my fanfiction thing gets all weird again…

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