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A/N: I'd like to say sorry for the grammar areas, I did have a friend reading my story and she did point out mistakes but both of us, I guess, are too lazy to find all of them.

One of The Guys

Chapter Six

Second Impressions (Edit 2/21/09)

Dear Readers,

Today was my first day as Evie Evans. And I must say it was uncomfortable. Being a girl sucks. Between wearing a skirt and having guys look at my chest all day was, to say the least, not an enjoyable experience. I did get Ron to carry my books all day and Guys opened the door for me, which was cool. I didn't even have to skin my Pygmy Rocdite in potions because the Hufflepuff boys were all too willing to do it for me.

But I still hope being new wears off and guys stop staring at me. I also hope that the girls stop sending threatening letters…

Harry 'Evie' P.

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Harry walked down to the great hall excitedly. Today was Saturday and he had no classes. He also had a good night too…oh yeah. Much to Professor McGonagall's horror and anger and Ron's jealousy, Harry was allowed to sleep in the girl's dormitory due to the fact he was suppose to be a girl and the only people who knew the situation were his best friends, the Headmaster, and McGonagall. To treat Harry differently would only arouse attention.

Speaking of 'arouse', Harry made sure to make use of his new identity and was able to start a pillow fight between the seventh year girls that is until Lavender came and yelled at him. Hermione also didn't participate, so it was more of a pillow fight with Parvati who kept asking about Ron, which weirded him out. Harry made a vow to not pimp Ron out to his new Roommates.

Walking behind him were Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley. Hermione was glaring, well not really glaring but giving him a hard look, which for some strange reason was really hurting him. Harry couldn't explain it. He didn't know her, he barely talked to Granger. Why should he care what she thought of him? But instead of not caring, her glares were really affecting him. Damn Hormones.

As they reached the doors to the Great Hall, Harry noticed Hermione took a turn down a different corridor, which he knew led to the headmaster's office. Ginny was the only one behind him now and was now standing beside him as he opened the door. She smiled politely at Harry as he held the door open for her.

Ginny walked over to the Gryffindor table and was about to take her seat in her usual spot when someone called her over. She looked up and saw it was Neville. He was waving her over and she was getting embarrassed from the attention they were getting.

With a blush on her face she walked over to him. He was sitting with her brother, Ron, Lavender and Evie who had walked by her at the moment. Seamus and Dean were sitting across from them so she decided to sit on their side since it wasn't very crowded.

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Hermione reached Dumbledore's office quickly. Inside Professor McGonagall and he were waiting for her. Both of them were sitting. She walked over and sat down Next to her transfiguration teacher.

"Are you ready?" Prof. Dumbledore asked.

Hermione nodded.

She pointed her wand at herself and recited the chance. She felt the tingly sensation rush through her. She had already seen what she looked like last night when she finally accomplished the spell.

She had the same color hair. It was light brown but it was shorter, much shorter. She still had her bright cinnamon eyes and a studious look about herself. She wasn't very muscular but she wasn't scrawny, either. She was also taller but well proportioned and not gangly like Ron. Over all she was very attracted to the way she looked.

She turned to her Headmaster with a triumphant smile on her face when he started laughing. Her smile turned into a frown. Why was he laughing? She didn't do anything. She turned to her head and she was shaking her head trying to conceal her laughs.

"Miss Granger," Her headmaster addressed. "Do you have any spare cloths?"

Hermione shook her head. She folded her hands neatly in her lap when she felt it. There was no material separating the legs that you should feel when you're wearing pants. She looked down at her legs and saw it. She wasn't wearing pants. She was still in her skirt.

She blushed. "Umm…" she looked back at her Headmaster, "I don't have any pants."

McGonagall finally broke out laughing and Professor Dumbledore chuckled. Hermione's blush increased.

McGonagall finally took pity on her star pupil and volunteered to go get a spare pair of paints for her. Hermione waited patiently for her to return in the office when she did return she was holding pants and a new shirt. Hermione looked at her questioningly when she noticed her shirt was too tight. Her blush returned but it was much lighter.

McGonagall handed Hermione the cloths and she slipped her pants on under the skirt before taking them off but as she did that she noticed she only ripped her skirt, as she was now bigger than before. She turned her back towards the teacher and undid her shirt and replaced it with the bigger size. Just because she was a boy was no reason to let the teachers perve on her.

When she was done Professor Dumbledore spoke, "Now let's work on your alias. We felt, given the circumstances, that it would be much easier to say that you are a trransfer student from Beauxbatons and you have switched places with Hermione Granger."

She figured pretending to be an exchange student was much better than making up and all new story since there already was an exchange student no one would be too suspicious. Brilliant! She nodded agreeably. Maybe everything would go smoothly.

"You will need a new name," Professor McGonagall said, "I guess we should let you chose."

Hermione nodded and began to think. If she were a guy what would she be named? Lance? Christopher? Luke? Cameron? Ryan? David? She liked those names but she wanted to seem reasonable so she ruled out Lance and Cameron. Now that she thought about it none of these names would fit in with her disguise. She needed French names.

Pierre, Christoph, Noel, Mathieu, and Oliver were the only French male names she could think of. Her favorite was Noel because in French it meant Christmas but she didn't want her name to be that. Pierre and Christoph were out because they were just too different and she didn't want people making fun of her name and Oliver was the name of Gryffindor's old quidditch captain and she didn't want to remind them of him. So she picked Mathieu because she had always liked the name Mathew.

"Mathieu…" She stopped. Now she had to think of a last name. Mondego, she only knew that name from the book 'The Count of Monte Christo' but she was having a hard time thinking of French surnames so just chose it. "Mathieu Mondego."

The two adults stared at her. "Now that is sorted out, why don't we go down before breakfast is over," Dumbledore said. Hermione nodded and the trio walked towards the Great Hall.

As they entered heads turned their way with the correct assumption she was the new student from Beauxbatons. As she walked between the tables a few girls winked flirtatiously and giggled when Hermione looked at them. She blushed uncomfortably and looked over at the Slytherin table. Malfoy was glaring at her, apparently upset that the female students were attracted to the new guy.

Hermione than turned her attention to her friends at the Gryffindor table. Ginny was staring at her, her mouth open wide and Neville was looking between Hermione and Ginny with an indescribable look on his face. Ron had a similar expression as Malfoy's, which she usually saw on his face when Hermione was near him, but at least this time he had the decency to at least try and hide it with a neutral expression. Dean looked curious and Seamus looked close to curious with another expression on his face, which made her feel uncomfortable. The last were Evie and Lavender who both looked interested but obviously for different reasons. Lavender looked close to Ginny, and Evie's expression was just indescribable.

Hermione walked to the front of the Hall and Dumbledore gave an announcement and while everyone was clapping a few girls squealed. She noticed a few people from the other houses give jealous looks over at the Gryffindor table obviously jealous that all the new students were put in that house. Ginny moved over so Hermione could sit between her and Seamus. He also moved over so there was more room for her to sit down.

"Sooo," Ginny dragged out, "Mathieu," She said giving her a slight smile. "I'm Ginny Weasley and that is my brother Ron," Hermione shook hands with them and Ginny continued to introduce her to the rest of the gang. She smiled politely at each of them. The last hand she shook was Lavender who giggled slightly her face a little red after they let go of each other. She was slightly unnerved by it, but was a little happy that Ginny and Evie didn't react that way but she only guessed it was because Ginny knew the truth and Evie was just very strange.

They finished their breakfast and Ginny offered to take Hermione out and 'show' her around the school. Neville was not happy about this. He immediately moved to Ginny's side and wrapped his arm around her shoulder with sudden possessiveness. Hermione had never seen this side of him before. Neville looked at Ginny who looked annoyed but nodded sweetly at him. The trio walked out of the Great Hall leaving the others behind.

"He's very interesting," Lavender said. She leaned over to watch the 'new guy' leave and bit her lip as he moved his butt back and fourth.

Parvati who wasn't sitting far away moved to take Ginny's spot. She gave Ron and Evie a nasty look but quickly gave her attention to Lavender. "So?" She asked. "What's the deal with the new guy, 'Mathieu'?"

Lavender shrugged her shoulders as she sat back in her seat and gave the Indian girl her attention. "He's cute. Too bad Ginny seemed to have claimed him."

Parvati nodded. "Did you see the way Neville was acting?"

"No duh!" Ron moaned. Parvati gave him an annoyed glare. "Neville has a huge crush on her and last night he asked her to be his girlfriend. He was singing about it in the shower this morning."

Harry suddenly got interested. He was angry he wasn't there to find out and now all of a sudden Ron's telling him.

Both Parvati and Lavender nodded. "But if they're going out then why was she flirting with Mathieu?"

"If Frenchy so much as thinks about making a move on my sweet, innocent, baby sister, I'll kick his ass!"

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The trio wandered outside. None of them had said anything. Ginny was upset she couldn't talk to Hermione alone, and Neville was thinking or more like brooding about the fact Ginny was flirting with the new guy. He felt threatened to see that the new guy didn't look to excited to have him there, either. They settled around a tree near the edge of the lake and sat contently in the shade.

Hermione cleared her throat and stared at Neville and Ginny. "Are you guys like a couple?" she asked.

Ginny nodded and Neville picked her hand up and held it in his laps. Ginny and him looked at each other and gave a smile; Ginny's was a slight a grimace. When she turned back to look at Hermione her eyes were big and she looked annoyed.

Hermione just smiled at her, though despite the fact she couldn't let loose on Ginny about her gender situation at the moment, she was happy for Neville. He had always been crazy about the redhead. Maybe he can woo Ginny into loving him, too. Wouldn't that be something?

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Well, there is chapter six EDITED! Anyway, I'm not even gonna lie, My name was one of the French names Hermione was thinking about…I am that arrogant.