AN: I know I'm a horrible person, Sorry for the late update! I've honestly been soo wrapped up with my school work that I didn't even have time to open up my Fanfic account! Well, I hope you all forgive me...

Hermione sighed as she made her way to the Gryffindor common room. She had really messed up this time! She made a bet with the Slytherin Prince himself that she could win a boyfriend. That's not only going to be hard but also very hurting to her. Hermione wasn't over Ron yet! She just said that so she wouldn't look like a pathetic girl. Besides, who did Ron think he was?

He can't just play with her feelings and toss them all into the garbage after he was "over" her. That bloody bastard!

"Password?" Asked the Fat Lady.

"Lemon Drop," Hermione answered. They chose the password intentionally. In the honor of Dumbledore.

Hermione sighed and plopped herself onto the couch once she entered inside. The day bought to much stress to her for her liking. The professors didn't give any homework today, they want the students to "settle" into their new atmosphere. Everyone was overjoyed except Hermione, the homework let her forget about all the stress in her life.

After the war last year, Hermione was not the same. She was more, mature you could say if that were possible. It was also as if she hit her puberty all over again. She was now slowly changing how she looked. She wasn't complaining or anything! She loved how she was going to look now. Her hair was getting less bushy, and now was evolving into the nice and straight hair. Her curves were getting more predominant and her facial features were starting to become quite sharp.

She wasn't sure yet why this was happening, but it couldn't be that bad! The only problem, she looked like a mess now. Her hair was in the middle of straight and curly, so some parts were straight while others not. Her curves on her right side were deeper than her left, and her facial features were slowly developing.

Hermione sighed, wishing there was a way to speed up the progress, especially in these two weeks. She really needed a boyfriend, just to show Malfoy. The courage of that git. To think that no one were to fall for her.

Hermione abruptly stood up, she had to start now. Looking for a boyfriend that is. After this makeover, all the guys will be fawning over her in the great hall for supper.

Hermione grabbed her books and dashed upstairs to her room.

She quickly stood in front of the mirror and smirked. She knew what she had to do.

Draco's POV : ( I didn't want to put this part on this chapter now, but I felt guilty for being gone for soo long so here it is!)

Draco smirked at Blaise while waiting for dinner to be served.

"Come on Draco, we have to do something interesting this weekend." Blaise pouted.

Draco sighed, it was getting quite boring, and it was only the first day. His memory went back to earlier the day when he had that conversation with Granger. That woman was changing quite a lot. He could see where she was headed and silently cursed Weasley for being such an idiot.

Wait... why would he care? It was Weasley and Granger he was talking about! He should be happy about their misery.

Speaking of Granger, she hadn't come yet. Must've been to chicken to face him, he silently thought.

McGonnagall stood up in front of everyone and clapped her hands. Silence immediately took over the Great Hall.

"Good evening-" She started when the front door suddenly burst open. Everyone's heads whipped to the doors and stared shocked.

There stood Granger, well at least that's what Draco thought.

She had straight hair and was wearing a loose shirt that reached her stomach with a pair of shorts soo short that you could say that it was underwear. She had applied eyeliner on her eyes to bring them out and wore a light pink shade of lipstick.

Overall, all the guys were staring at her wanting to take her to bed.

"Ms. Granger," McGonagall started obviously shocked.

"Sorry professor, I had an urgent matter to attend to." Granger cut her off.

"Yes... Of course. Anyways students, enjoy" McGonagall hurriedly said taking her seat again.

Immediately all the younger students started talking while the rest of the older ones continued staring at her.

Granger turned and looked Draco right in the eye. She smirked and stalked towards her table, swaying her butt a bit.

"Bloody hell," Blaise muttered while staring at Hermione.

"Is that Granger?" He asked.

Draco turned to look at his friend, "Yes the mud blood."

Blaise looked at Draco, "you have to admit Draco. She's hot. I wouldn't mind having her by my side. Did you see Weasley anyway?"

Draco turned to look at Weasley, he was obviously confused. That bloody whore he was dating was staring daggers at granger.

Draco groaned, Granger was really taking this seriously.

For the second time in his life, Draco wondered if he was making a mistake.