My second chapter already! *squeals*
Thanks so much for any attention you paid the fanfic!
The war with Voldemort happened during the 4th year. The same events happened, except during 4th year
-Ron and Hermione aren't together
-Ginny and Harry aren't together
-Snape didn't die
-Draco didn't attempt to kill Dumbledore
-Dumbledore still lives!
-Ginny plays Chaser
-All the main characters are 7th years, unless stated differently
Several hours before Chapter 1
Draco Malfoy growled out loud. He was in the Slytherin common rooms, and they were unusually empty this time of day. They all probably could sense his bad mood. The only other person in this room was Blaise Zabini, his closes friend at the time. The reason for all his anger was Hermione Granger. That damn mudblood. During the war, he had realized Granger's blood wasn't covered in mud or dirt. It was the exact same as his, and all the other purebloods. But that didn't stop Draco from still calling her that. Old habitats die-hard.
"I'm so sick of that fucking Gryffindor Princess!" he yelled to no one in particular. Blaise heard though. He set down his potions textbook, and raised an eyebrow at Draco. "It's just that- I hate the way she waltzes around everyone, and they all worship her!" He growled. Draco imagined Hermione, laughing.
Unruly frizzy hair had somehow melted into just as unruly, but beautiful long brown curls that hung to the middle of her back. Her soft, twinkling eyes were so purely brown that he could dive in them. Just then, Blaise interrupted his vision.
"I agree with you. But you know who's just as annoying?" Blaise paused, not waiting for him to answer. "Ginny. The little Weaselette."
Draco nodded in agreement. He knew how much Blaise hated Ginny. They plaid opposing parts in Quiditch, both Chasers. And even though they were usually evenly matched, Ginny more often came out with more points that Blaise. That little fact annoyed Blaise to the ends of the earth. Ginny constantly pushed Blaise's buttons, just like Hermione did to him. But unlike him, Blaise wanted to push Ginny down and teach her a lesson. Malfoy, on the other hand, wanted Granger to crawl to him, begging him to touch her.
The more Draco and Blaise thought about Hermione and Ginny, the angrier they both became. He could feel the anger coming off both of them, and in waves.
"We need to do something," Blaise said abruptly.
"I agree. And I have the perfect plan." Malfoy smiled wickedly, the plan sinking into him, and taking root.
"We'll toy with their emotions. I'll be kind to Granger; you are cruel to Weaselette. Then before they can even blink, I'll be cruel and you be kind."
As Blaise mulled over the ideas, a slow, menacing smile started to spread across his face.
"Their emotions will be so up and down, their brave little protectors, Ron and Harry won't know what to do." A sick smile flitted onto Draco's face.
"And just like that, the precious Gryffindor Princes and her lady-in-waiting's empire will crumble."
Back to present time, the next day
Ginny Weasly woke up with a pounding headache. Damn that Slytherin. She quickly cast a pain-relieving spell. Her pain subsided quickly. A minute or two later, her headache had all but disappeared, so she decided to get ready. Today was the first Quiditch game of the year, and she was going to cream Blaise Zabini and all his dumb Slytherin pals. In less then 5 hours, she and Blaise would be going head to head. She couldn't wait.
Ginny could see Slytherin's chaser in her mind's eye. Tall, with a muscular, solid build. An amazingly perfect nose, dark ferocious eyes, and slightly curled black hair. To top it all off, he had a slight Italian accent, and perfect creamy bronze skin.
What the hell?!
She hated Blaise Sabina. And he did not have that nice of skin anyway. She shook the image from her mind and went to see if Hermione was awake. Which she was, Most of the girls were still asleep, which made sense. It was a Saturday, so breakfast wasn't until 8:30am. But Hermione was an early riser, so Ginny woke up early with her. She didn't really like to wake up early, but nor did she like to wake up without Hermione. Katie and Lavender were her only other relatively close friends, but since Lavender was dating Ron, that made things quite awkward between them. She and Katie were friendly, but had grown apart over the years after the war. The rest of the girls, Ginny found kind of hard to be around, so she mostly just stuck with Hermione.
Ginny often wished Luna was in Gryffindor, but she suspected Luna was also early riser.
"Hey 'Mione." Ginny smiled sleepily at Hermione.
"Hi. Ready to go to the bathroom?"
Ginny nodded, and they walked off together. There wasn't much small talk, as Hermione knew Ginny wasn't a big morning person and didn't interact well with other until it was 7am. Once they reached the bathrooms, the two girls got to work.
Brushing teeth, washing faces, and getting dressed.
Ginny wore her normal black Gryffindor robes, and put on a pair of jeans and a maroon fitted shirt with a slight v-neck.
Hermione was dressed like she normally did- Robes, slightly baggy jeans, and a maroon sweater.
When it came time for hair, Ginny couldn't decide how to arrange it to cover her bruise above her ear. It was turning quite nasty, already shades of yellow and purple. She supposed to could cast a spell to cover it, but spells that covered things one her face made her feel icky and fake. She decided on a bun, that was more toward her right ear. She pulled several pieces out, and arranged them so they covered her bruise. Perfect.
Hermione was pulling her curly, long, hair into her normal ponytail when Ginny had an idea.
"Can I please straighten your hair today?" Ginny pulled out a bright pink straightened and snapped it together.
"No, do you know how bad that is for your hair? Besides, it would take forever, and I would would look ridiculous."
But Ginny wasn't going to give up that easily. She widened her eyes and made her lower lip tremble.
"Ple-please Hermione? After last night I just want to-"
"Alright, alright." Hermione sighed.
Ginny bounced up and down with glee. Finally. She had always wanted to straighten Hermione's hair, but she had always said no. But now she could.
45 minutes later
"There." Ginny sighed in relief as she pulled the last curl through straightened.
"That took a bit longer than expected." Ginny said, stretching. "But, damn, it looks good."
Hermione took a glance in the mirror and smiled. "It does look nice."
Hermione's hair past her but by several inches straightened. It was shiny, sleek, and shimmered with coppery highlights Ginny had never seen before.
"Its almost 8. Lets go."
As they walked to their normal place they sat every weekend, they past the Slytherin tower. Ginny shivered involuntarily, the memory of the Bludger hitting her face and Blaise calling her horrible things.
Once they reached the stone bench that overlooked a sea, Ginny relaxed. There was no way Draco or Blaise would come here. Hermione was pulling something out of her robes. It looked like a book. She pressed the book into Ginny's hands.
"Its a muggle book. It is really popular and a great story. You should give it a try."
Ginny tried not to wrinkle her nose. As far as she could tell, muggle books were all utterly boring ad quite pointless. The cover was a lilac purple, and had a tree on it. The title was "To Kill a Mockingbird."
"What' a mockingbird?" Ginny asked.
Hermione giggled. "Its a type of bird."
"Oh."
Ginny opened the book and was about to read when she realized she left her wand back in the bathroom. Shit.
"Hermione, I left my wand in the bathroom. I'm gonna go get it, okay?"
"Sure. I'll meet you for breakfast."
Ginny waved goodbye to her friend, and then strode off back to the Gryffindor tower.
So there is chapter 2! Anyway, I've been forced to read To Kill a Mockingbird in english class, and I hate it. But it seemed like a book Hermione would enjoy so I put it in there!
Anyway reviews and favorites and anything else are greatly appreciated!
Sneak Peek of Chapter 2:
"How did it go?"
"She was completely confused." Blaise laughed.
"Our two precious little Gryffindors will be mad within a week." Draco's voice dripped with false sympathy.
"Do you have a plan for Granger, Draco?"
Draco nodded. "Indeed I do. First I need an owl.
