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The Makeover
Three weeks into the summer vacation after sixth year at Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry Hermione, who was alone in her house, was reading a letter from Ron. The letter went into detail about how much Ron was in love with Luna, and how Luna did not notice him at all. Boy was she tired of Ron’s whining.
"Loony Luna Lovegood" Hermione said out loud.
"Why does he love her, why can’t he love me as much as I love him?" she said as tears were falling from her warm, chocolate brown eyes. She had made her mind up,
I’m going to have a make over. No more bookworm Hermione." she screamed into her room while wiping the tears from her eyes. The next day Hermione took all the money she had saved up from the hours and hours of babysitting the neighborhood children and went to the local mall. She spent most of her time trying to find the perfect clothing, the perfect makeup and the perfect shoes. Four and a half hours later she came out of the shoe store with arms full of bags and ready to go home for a little afternoon nap. On her way home from the mall, she thought she saw Draco Malfoy, the boy who claimed to be pureblood.
"Why would he be here in Muggle London," she thought to herself. She pushed that to the back of her mind as she pulled into her driveway a couple of minutes later. When she got into her house she put all her clothes, shoes and makeup away in the proper places, and then decided to write Harry before she went out to get her hair done. She wanted to see what he was doing this early in the summer, maybe even see if he would like to go out to lunch with her sometime. When she had everything packed away she started on her note to Harry.
Dear Harry,
I just wanted to write you to see how you have been; I know it has only been 3 weeks but everyone needs to be written to and talked to every once in awhile. Have you gotten a letter from Ronald lately? He is BUGGING me with all his talk about Luna. It’s always Luna this, Luna that. It’s really annoying. I don’t know, she just does not seem right for him. What do you think? Oh before I forget maybe sometime next week we can go out for lunch or something; that would be wonderful. Do you think your aunt and uncle will let you out long enough to come to lunch with me? Well I have to go now. I’m going to get my hair done. Write back Harry!
: Hermione Granger
After she had finished her note to Harry she called her owl, Cherry, from her cage and tied the letter to her leg.
"Take this to Harry Potter, Cherry, and stay for a reply" she said giving her owl a treat before she left. As she watched the owl out her window, she felt like someone was watching her. She looked up to find no one there so she just let it slip to the back of her mind like she did so many other things. After another 2 hours at home she decided to go back and get her hair done. Hermione went into the mall and went to the hair cutting shop. She sat down waiting for her turn to go up to the line to pay.
"How long is this going to take? I need to get back to see if Harry has replied." she said.
Just as she said that a young man about her age came up to her and said "You’re Hermione Granger aren’t you?"
"Why, who needs to know? I don’t know who you are," She said looking at him a little skeptical.
: "Oh, how very rude of me," he said with an air of royalty. "My name is Blake Rowland." He said this while extending his hand to her. She thought about it, but being Hermione Granger she had to think everything out logically before she did anything. In the end, she decided to take his hand.
"How do you know my name," said Hermione giving him that look again.
"Oh, well, You see, I am a friend of…well Draco Malfoy," He said looking anywhere but at her.
"WHAT," She screamed, then looked around and blushed. "Why are you talking to me? He hates me," she said a bit shocked that a friend of Malfoy is talking to her.
"Not really," he said as he ran out the door and got into a car.
"I don’t even want to know," she said.
"Hermione Granger," she looked up as she heard her name being called, and then went up to the chair to get her hair done. She decided that she wanted it shoulder length and straight, no more bushy, hard to deal with hair. Once she did it the Muggle way, she would keep it up with magic, no matter how hard that would be.
"You’re all done Miss Granger," said the hair dresser. "I think it looks really good. Here I will turn you around so you can see," as she said this Hermione was spun around and shown her hair.
"Oh wow," said Hermione, "this looks really great. I can’t believe this is my hair. How do I keep it up?"
"Oh well every time you take a shower all you have to do is straiten it," she said. "I know it’s hard but if you want fabulous hair, it takes time."
"Thank you," she said as she was getting up to leave. "Now, Ronald will like me," she mumbled to herself. _________________
"You lied to me."
"I got a jar of dirt!"
"Welcome to the caribbean, love."
Last edited by AngelPotter20 on May 8, 2008 10:52 pm; edited 16 times in total
I must admit, that was a different twist, although I can't beilieve she'd get a makeover just from the letter. I'd think she'd put a hex in an envelope and send it ron or luna.
this is really good!
i look forward to your next update. _________________ www.theboywholivedd.piczo.com
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this was really good, I really liked the Idea about Hermione changing her look, just because of jealous _________________ I think I´m a Banana Tree...
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"You lied to me."
"I got a jar of dirt!"
"Welcome to the caribbean, love."
Hermione just got the makeover of her life. The reason that she got this makeover was because she was in love with Ron. She had loved him since the first year of school and she was not about to give up on him yet. She thought that he loved her also but the truth was that he was in love with another girl, who happened to be Luna Lovegood. She found this little piece of information out last year as she was coming out of the bath room. She heard Ronald talking to Harry about someone that he was in love with. She thought that person was her until she heard Ron say Luna. She knew her chances with him were coming to an end, that’s why she spent all her money on this makeover. She thought that if she made herself pretty enough she could get Ron to love her back. She had tried her hardest to get Ron’s attention last year but everything that she had tired did not work. He was ignoring her and she knew he was. As she was taking a walk in memory lane she heard a noise, she looked up to see a snowy white owl come to the window. She recognized this as her owl Cherry. She let her in and read the letter attached to her leg.
Dear Hermione,
Thanks for asking how I have been. It’s been the same here. They treat me as if I am not here witch is completely fine with me. Having lunch with you sounds great. Does Thursday sound ok with you? There is a muggle place down the street from my house we can go to. I know you got your apparition license. (I have not had the chance to yet). Anyway I hope this is fine with you. And about Ron, Yes I know that he loves Luna. He’s loved her for the past year and a half he told me not to tell you because he thought this might hurt you. Is he right? It is annoying Hermione but he’s happy. Anyway send Cherry back with an answer on weather the muggle place is ok. Then I can let her rest with Hedwig a day or two so she can rest up.
All my love Harry.
When Hermione got done reading this letter she scribbled a note telling Harry that the place that he mentioned was perfect and that she would meet him there at 12:00.
“Hello there Cherry” said Hermione, “Take this back to Harry Potter again then stay there for a couple days to rest.” She tied the note to her leg then watched her leave for Harry’s place.
That feeling that someone was watching her came back and she looked down to see Blake, that guy she met in the muggle mall looking up at her, He had Brownish blonde curly hair blue eyes and a Black suit on, it had to be really expensive. Only Malfoy’s friends she thought as she went down to see what he wanted. As she reached her door there was a knock on it. She jumped as she did not expect this. When she opened it Blake was standing there looking as if he just got out of a business meeting.
“Can I help you?” Hermione asked, looking at him.
“Well” he said, “I just came to talk to you about a few things. Draco Malfoy sent me to give you a message.”
“Yeah what does he want?” she said, looking at him a bit skeptical.” and what is this about him not hating me. When did that happen, last time I checked he hated my guts and called me a mud blood any chance that he got” she said, while looking down with tears in her eyes. “I just don’t understand”.
“Well” Blake said, “I will explain that in due time but first I have to tell you the message that he sent me over for.”
“Ok” she said, “would you like to come in for tea or something? I don’t want to stand out here all day. Please follow me.” As she said this she looked over her shoulder and seen none other then Draco Malfoy standing on the other side of the street. She did not know what to think of this so she just closed the door and lead Blake into her sitting room. She went to make tea then settled down to hear what he had to say.
“So what were you “Sent here to tell me about” she said, “I don’t have all night.
“Well Draco wants to make a peace treaty with you” he said, with a smile on his face. “He was thinking that since he helped the light side from the start of the second war that it’s time to make peace with everyone.” He held up his hand to stop her from saying anything. “Yes even Harry and Ron. He wants friends and ever since leaving the “So called Dark Side” he lost every single one of them except for me and of course Blasé.”
“But, why would he want to be friends with us? And why wouldn’t he just ask me himself?” she asked him.
“Because I told you, He has never really hated you guys. He was taught to hate muggle borns, Blood traitors and of course Harry Potter. But once he got to school he found out that he did not in fact hate you guys he actually wanted to be friends.
“Well then I’m guessing the only reason he treated us like that was because of his father right? Oh no did he get hurt or Beat did he that would be horrible” she said, “I don’t like it when people get hurt.
“That’s not really my place to tell you” by the way you are really smart. Draco has told me so much about you” he said, “Well I have to get going. Oh Draco wants to meet you some where maybe for dinner. He said to meet him at the place down the street. The only one there and at 6:00 pm Friday night.” he turned to leave. “Until next time” he said, and he disapearated.
“Well” she said, “this might not be so bad. I know Draco would be cool to be friends with. If he’s not making fun of us or anyone else he would be an intelligent person to talk to. Probably would talk about more then just Qudditch.” she decided that she was going to go on Friday just to see how it would turn out. But first she had to get to bed. Her and Harry’s lunch was tomorrow.
The next morning she woke up at 8 am and decided to take a shower before she ate breakfast. So that she could be ready to leave by 11:50 am. As she was getting ready to leave she looked over to see an owl at her window she went over to let her or him in as she had never seen this owl before she did not know if it was female or male. It turned out to be male and Draco’s owl. The note was fast and it told her the name and time he wanted to go.
Le Pont de la Tour was the name and he wanted to go at 6:00 pm. It’s a nice French restaurant that happened to be down the street from her. She knew this already of course and did not know why Draco would owl her to tell her.
When she arrived at the restaurant she sat down and waited for Harry to get here. She did not have to wait long because he showed up within five minuets. He spotted her and came over.
“What did you do to your hair Hermione” he said, “don’t get me wrong it looks great just different.”
“I went to the local hair cutters and got it cut” she said, “So you really like it?”
“Yes, I do” he said while looking at her “I think it looks brilliant!”
They talked a little while longer while waiting for the waiter to come and take their order. When he finally got their Harry ordered Fish and Chips and Hermione shepherds pie. They talked a little while longer about stuff that was not really important like Qudditch and other things like that. When their food finally arrived they Hermione decided to talk to Harry about Ron.
“Harry, so Ron really likes her then and I don’t have a chance with him?”
“No Hermione I’m afraid you don’t she is all he talks about” he said, “But please don’t tell him I told you. Which I don’t understand why since he sent you that letter.” he said this with a thoughtful look on his face. “Sometimes I think he is a dunderhead like Snape always said he was.”
“Yes” said Hermione laughing. “He is but we both love our Won-Won. Harry gave her a really grossed out look when she said that.
“Please never say that or bring that up again” he said,” I’m trying to eat.” After they were done eating, they both paid and Hermione walked Harry back to his Aunts house then appereated home. She would get a really good nights sleep, tomorrow is her dinner with Draco and she wanted to be rested just incase he does something. She wanted to be ready. _________________
"You lied to me."
"I got a jar of dirt!"
"Welcome to the caribbean, love."
ahhh draco is becoming popular
ever since PoA he has looked muuuch hootter tho lol _________________
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Harry, and Hermione...shoulda been!
Hermione had just woken up from a long nights rest; she decided to wait until after she ate to take a shower because she was really hungry. She went into the kitchen and pulled down the cereal to pour herself a bowl. Once she had that done she sat down and started to eat. At that moment an owl flew in through the window and landed next to Hermione’s orange juice. She paid the owl and opened The Daily Profit to the front page, when she did she nearly dropped the paper. For none other then Draco Malfoy and Blake Rowland were staring out at her. She chocked on her food as she read the article.
Draco Malfoy donates 1000 gallons to muggle orphanage.
Draco Malfoy who is sole hair to the Malfoy fortune donated 1000 gallons to the muggle orphanage this morning. He claims that the only reason he did this was because he did not want to be known as Lucius Malfoy’s child but his own person. We can’t determine if this was just an elaborate prank or if he is truly not his fathers’ son. … More on page 10
Hermione did not know what to think, she wanted to believe him but part of her would not let herself believe it yet. She had to have proof that he was not going to walk in his fathers foot steps but be his own person. And this she thought to herself, was this enough to make me believe him. After she had eaten her breakfast and taken a shower she decided to go for a walk. Maybe that will clear her mind and then she would be able to think more clearly about this Draco situation. She ended up walking to the park, so she sat down on a bench and decided to think about it there since it was really nice out and warm enough to sit outside. She herd someone call her name so she looked up and seen Neville Longbottom.
“Hello Hermione” Said Neville, He looked at her then smiled.
“Hey Neville, what brings you here this is a muggle park. I have never seen you here before. She said, “You can sit down if you want.”
“Oh thank you” he said, “I’m here looking for plants, you know for Herbology. Mrs. Sprout says that a lot of the magical plants grow in muggle places, but muggles don’t know they are magical.” Said Neville, “What are you doing here. I did not know you live close by”
“Yeah I live over in that white house on the corner, See right over there with the fence around it” She said smiling at him. Would you like to come over? It’s getting to be around lunch time” she said, while checking her watch she smiled when he accepted her offer.
“Yes I would like that very much Hermione; in fact I’m really hungry I have not eaten since 5:00 this morning. I have been out this long trying to find those plants.
“Well come on” she said, starting to walk toward her house “what would you like to eat?”
“Oh anything is fine really he said, “how about a couple sandwiches, then maybe after lunch you could help me with the potions homework. I was having a bit of trouble understanding the theory of the potion we are studying.” she smiled at this.
“Sure” she said, “I will help you. Then she set about making lunch for her and Neville. What she did not know was that someone was watching her from outside in her back yard.
“Here you go” She said “Have you heard about Malfoy, he gave money to a muggle orphanage. Can you believe that? I think he actually did change.” she said this with batted breath waiting for his reply. She did not know if he was going to agree with her or run out of the house because he thought she was mad. Which ever one he chose she was well prepared for it.
“Yes I did” he said, I think that was mighty kind of him to do that. I don’t know if he has changed but I hope he has, we need more nice people in the world. Like you for instance you care about everyone around you and give people second chances. Most people would not” at this Hermione blushed deep red; Neville did not seem to notice “You’re so nice; I just wanted to thank you for that. For everything you have ever done for me. You really are a life savor.” Smiling he came over and gave her a hug. She really did not know what to do so she awkwardly patted his back.
“So let’s get to the, um, potions work now” she said a bit funnily “what do you need help with?”
She helped him as much as he could, which was a lot because she was in fact the smartest which of her age, but she did not let that title get to her head to much. She was just seeing Neville out the door when she looked at the clock she realized that it was quite late being 3:30 she only had about 2 ½ hours to get dressed. She could have slapped herself for having Neville over that long. Once he was gone she decided that she would have another short shower so that she could use her striating shampoo that she had made herself. After her shower she went to her closet to find something to wear. She threw clothes everywhere her bed, her floor and her chair she could not find anything to wear. She did not want a dress that would make her look desperate. This was Draco Malfoy the boy who tortured her all those years at Hogwarts. But he wanted to apologize for everything. Maybe he did have a heart after all. She would find out when she met him in little over an hour. As she was pulling a pair of jeans out of her way she saw the perfect dress, it was a knee length spaghetti strap, pale blue dress and it was perfect. She remembered this dress she got it for her cousins wedding a few years back. After getting the dress on she decided to do her makeup, which was to be done by hand, she took her bag out and put on Lip-gloss, eye shadow, and eyeliner. She did not want to over do it. Next she did her hair; she brushed it out and did left it alone. It was down to her shoulders since she got it cut. Once she got it the way that she wanted to decide that it was time to go. So she set off down the street so that she would be their on time.
“Hello Draco” she said, spotting him a couple feet away. “You look great” she blushed and looked down.
“Hello Hermione you look beautiful” he said, “Come on lets head in” he grabbed her hand and lead her in Le Pont de la Tour.
“They had been sitting down for about 10 minutes and had a chance to look at the menu so the waiter came and asked what the would want to eat and drink. Once they got their drinks and food the set about eating it. They had light conversation while they enjoyed their delicious food.
“So Draco, why did you invite me to this place? It’s awful nice just far a chat.”
“I have to tell you something and it’s not going to be pretty.” he said, “Your probably going to be very shocked. As was I was when I found out.” Hermione looked at him as if trying to figure him out.
“Well what is it?” she said, she was very curious to find out, maybe it would explain a few things about the mysterious Draco Malfoy.
“Well” he said, “You know my father, he disliked me a lot. When I was a child he put a curse on me. A very nasty curse it is. He did this because I was sick and weak. He never gave me a chance to prove to him anything. For this I both hate him and praise him. I am a firm believer that if he never put this curse on me I would of ended up like him. So because of that I praise him. But again I hate him for doing this to his only child. Someone you’re supposed to love and take care of. My father never helped me at all.” he finished this announcement with down cast eyes.”
Hermione was afraid to ask what curse this was, she had a fairly good idea what it might be but she did not want to believe that someone would do that to his child.
“W-What curse was it” Hermione asked with fear in her eyes. “Please tell me it’s not want I think it is”
“It’s called personatus ipse -a -um* “he said looking down at the ground “it’s horrible I know but please don’t look down on me Hermione.
“It is what I thought” she said, looking at him shocked “I would never look down on you if this is in fact true. It’s not your fault. This curse” Hermione said “it’s horrible It’s like the imperious curse and is in fact worse in many ways. It could be kept on a person for years without that person knowing about it. Unless the caster dies” she said, looking into his eyes.
“I’m so sorry for everything Hermione when my father died it was like waking up. I was finally able to properly feel things and it been a weird experience that’s for sure” he said, “I don’t know how I will ever make it up to you. For everything my whole life was a lie. I don’t hate you or Harry for that matter I wanted to be friends with you guys but my father kept that from happening. And at the time I had no idea why. My feelings were strong but I could not act on them. I tried my hardest to be nice to you guys but my he would find out and curse me even worse. I’m so sorry he said looking into her eyes”
She looked at him properly for the first time in a long time. He looked even paler then normal and it looks like he had not eaten in forever. She felt sorry for him to say the least. She wanted to become friends with him and try to win Harry over. She would talk to them and make sure that they were not mean to him ever again. But first she would check to see if Draco was actually under this curse and there was only one way to do that.
“Draco I need to check to see if you were actually under this curse. You understand don’t you?
“Yes I do, and I brought some of the truth potion with me because I knew that it would come down to this. If it was me in your situation then I would have done the same thing.” he said smiling a little.
She was flabbergasted she did not know what to think. Maybe he was telling the truth. She did not know. But she would find out soon.
“Ok Draco” she said lets just go to my house since we are in a restaurant. He paid for their food and left the building and made their way to her flat. When they got there they went straight over to the couch and sat down.
“Hey Draco do you want me to make tea first” she said looking nervous again “yeah let me do that” she got up and started to make tea. After she was done she sat back down and handed him his cup.
“Thank you” he said “now let’s get this over with because I have to get going soon” he said looking at his watch.
A/N.. sorry it took so long.. It took longer then i expected it to.
*The spell is latin and I made it up.. It means disguised self and i'm sorry if the translations are messed up but i used the internet and sometimes its not as good as we all think.. _________________
"You lied to me."
"I got a jar of dirt!"
"Welcome to the caribbean, love."
i will as soon as possible.. I take the day after to rest and come up with more idea's for the next chapter and then i start writing witch takes me about 3 days if i have no interruptions (a couple hours a night)
i should have it done by the end of the week.. _________________
"You lied to me."
"I got a jar of dirt!"
"Welcome to the caribbean, love."
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