Hermione arrived at Platform 9 ¾ early in order to drop off her bags in the Head Student compartment so she could start patrolling the other train cars and help students that were lost or alone. The train was almost empty as she boarded, waving goodbye to her parents out the window as they left the platform. Even after all of these years they still got nervous passing onto the platform and looked awe-struck they arrived safely next to the Hogwarts Express.
Hermione checked out her reflection in the window of her compartment. She had tried for a slightly new look this year. As Head Girl she wanted to look professional, to demand authority, but at the same time, this would be her first fun and free year at Hogwarts, and she wanted to let loose a little as well. She was sick of being just the bushy-haired bookworm and wanted to experience some of the fun that her friends had complained she missed while in the library for the past six years. Being with Ron earlier in the summer helped that. He found her so sexy and desirable that she began to believe it too.
She had dressed for the first day in a well fitted white button down shirt, and her perky breasts required no extra support other than the tightness that the shirt offered, so she was braless. She thought about this fact as the studied her reflection and smoothed down her hair, and decided to undo just one more button, giggling slightly as she felt her breasts sigh with relief at being able to breathe a bit more. She also wore a short but loose fitting skirt, with her usual knee high stockings and slightly higher heels than she had worn in the past. She liked to think of herself as a sexy librarian, and hoped that Ron (and though she would never admit it out loud, maybe some other boys at school too) would as well.
With the help of a new potion she had discovered over the summer, her hair was behaving more than usual, but her tangles were still not easily tamed, and so she added a bit more and smoothed her curls into place. After she had decided it was as good as it was going to get, she moved into the hallway to start patrolling. There were not many people around though, it was still early, and she found herself day dreaming about what school would be like this year as she walked the halls. She was interrupted from a particularly steamy fantasy in which she and Ron take advantage of the Head Girls single room to work out some exam stress by a low voice close behind her.
"Excuse me, I think I might be lost. I'm looking for Hermione Granger, have you seen her anywhere?"
Hermione turned, confused "Ron, its me!" She saw that he was grinning and realized that he knew it was her the whole time.
"I know, you just look so different, I had to do a double take the first time I saw you from down at the end of the car. I can't believe you didn't hear me coming, what were you thinking about?"
Hermione blushed hard, remembering her fantasy "Nothing important, school, books." He laughed, and she tried to change the subject. "So…I look different? Do you like it?" She blushed again as she felt his eyes slowly trace over her body, lingering on her breasts and her legs before resting on her face again.
"Let me show you just how much I like it" he growled, grabbing her hand and pulling her into the nearest empty compartment.