Chapter 2
Hermione's Revenge
(A/N: Well, due to a nice response for chapter 1, I decided to do a second, this will be the last, however.
Personally, I don't think I made Ginny OOC, because we really have no insight to her personality yet. But that's just me. I know a lot of people think Ginny's a doll, and if you want to read where I made her nice, read my story Working Together.
Anyways, hope you non Ginny lovers out there will get a kick out of this. I don't hate the girl, but she's definitely not on my list of favorites. I don't do anything TOO bad to her though ;) heehee
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Hermione Granger was not usually a girl who was out for revenge. Actually, she was normally quite the contrary, but then again, she'd never been duped so badly. She absentmindedly tapped her quill on her parchment as random thoughts of payback flitted through her mind.
"Something the matter?" Harry asked.
"Why?" Hermione replied, looking up from her homework.
Harry pointed at her quill. "You just snapped your quill in half."
Hermione blushed and looked down, noticing that her quill indeed now lay in two sad pieces on top of her parchment. "Oops."
"Come here." Harry said getting up from his chair and drawing her into his embrace. She rested her head on his chest for a few long moments, just enjoying the touch of his hands gently caressing her back, and the feel of his lips in her hair. "What's wrong?"
"I can't hide anything from you can I?" Hermione asked with a slight smile, looking up at him.
"Nope." Harry answered.
Hermione bit the inside of her cheek. "I guess I'm still rather peeved about what Ginny did."
Harry snorted. "Can't say that I blame you." He gently tilted her face up to his and kissed her. "But it didn't work, did it?"
"No," Hermione said. "I just can't seem to get it out of my head…" her eyes took on a gleam as an idea came to her.
"Uh oh," Harry said as he noticed. "What are you thinking about?"
Hermione simply smiled. "You'll see, all in good time." She sat back down at the table and with a simple flick of her wrist, repaired her quill and started doing her homework again. Harry shook his head and followed suit, glad it wasn't him on Hermione's bad side.
***The Next Day***
Hermione climbed up the ladder to one of the top shelves in the library, looking for a certain book.
"Wild Ways to Wickedly Uglify a Witch or Warlock." Hermione read aloud, rolling her eyes at the title. She needed a little charm or two for her plans with Ginny, and she went back down the ladder and tucked the book inside a bigger one so no one could see what she was reading.
"Hmmm…I only need two spells really…." Hermione muttered softly to herself as she copied down what she would need, then returned the book to the shelf. She allowed herself a large smile as she practically skipped down the hall back to her room.
Late that night, Hermione sneaked out of Harry's room and up to the 6th year Girl's Dormitories. It took her a moment to find Ginny's bed, but finally she was standing over her.
Hermione pointed her wand at Ginny's long red hair as she concentrated on what the book had said to do. She focused on the mental image of Snape's greasy disgusting hair, chanted the spell, and when she opened her eyes, she saw in satisfaction that the spell had worked.
"Now the clothes." Hermione said quietly, going to Ginny's trunk and opening it noiselessly. She grimaced at the array of tight fitting outfits inside, then did the same thing as she did to Ginny's hair, only this time thinking about Ginny in clothing the same size as Millicent Bulstrode wore. Her task being done, Hermione crept out of the room and scurried back to where Harry laid waiting for her in sleep.
"Where'd you go?" he mumbled sleepily as she slipped back into the bed.
"You'll see tomorrow." She simply said, kissing him on the cheek and snuggling back into the crook of his arm. Hermione fell asleep easily, with thoughts of the next day playing through her mind.
Ginny Weasley stumbled into the bathroom the next morning, ready to being her morning rituals to face the day. She brushed her teeth with her eyes half open, then grabbed her shampoo and was heading for the shower when she caught sight of her long locks in the mirror.
"AHHHHHHHH!!!!!" she screamed loudly, which in turn brought Holly and Olive running in to see what was the matter.
"Ginny!!" Holly exclaimed. "What the hell did you do?" Olive merely stared at her hair in disgust.
"I didn't do anything!" Ginny's voice was shrill with panic. She stepped into the shower, still in her nightgown, and started squeezing shampoo into her hair, scrubbing vigorously. "Help me!" she barked at the other two girls.
"I'm not touching her." Olive said, turning and walking out of the bathroom. Holly stood for a moment longer, then followed Olive. Ginny felt hatred boil up inside her at her so-called friends. She'd make them pay once she got out, oh yes she would.
Twenty minutes later, Ginny stepped from the shower, convinced that she'd fixed herself back up. Without looking in the mirror, she ran back to the dormitory, shivering, and threw her trunk open to get some new clothes.
"What the…" Ginny said in disbelief as she pulled article after article of clothing out and threw them aside. Everything had to be at least four sizes too large for her. "What is going on?" Ginny cried, tears of frustration falling from her eyes. She grabbed the smallest items she could find, an old grubby skirt and a lint covered black sweater, and pulled them on, throwing the sopping nightgown aside. She stepped over to her mirror and was completely dismayed to see that her hair remained the same, falling down in limp, greasy clumps. She tugged on it hard, as if that would make it go back to normal, then grabbed a brush, she didn't care whose it was, and tried to pull it through her hair.
"Ow!!" she screamed in pain, thank goodness everyone had gone down to breakfast by that time. Ginny threw the brush across the room and grabbed a scarf, tying it around her head so that none of her hair showed. She took a deep breath and blew it back out.
"Okay Ginny." She coached herself. "Just walk in there like you normally do, swing your hips and stick your chest out, and they won't even notice your head. Without waiting another moment, she pushed open the doors to the Great Hall and walked in like it was any other day.
"Hello everyone." She said, slipping in between Holly and Olive, who both recoiled.
Everyone stared at Ginny with a look of shock on their faces. A various muttering of 'Hey Ginny…' was heard around the table. Ginny tried to flirt with the guys who were normally hanging all over her but no one would even look at her.
Down the table, Hermione was surreptitiously sneaking looks at Ginny's hunched over figure. Harry and Ron were snickering quietly, and Harry turned to look at Hermione.
"Is this where you went last night?" he asked so no one could hear.
"Maybe." Hermione said, smiling vaguely at him. "Come on, we should get to class."
The trio headed towards the doors when a loud shout made them turn back.
"WHAT IS EVERYONE STARING AT ME FOR?" Ginny asked, still trying to act as if nothing were out of the ordinary. Holly wordlessly reached up and pulled the kerchief from Ginny's head, exposing the greasy locks. Hermione covered her mouth to stifle the loud laugh and they ran out the doors.
"That was prime, Hermione, really." Ron said, leaning up against the wall to catch his breath from laughing so hard. He patted Hermione on the arm. "Way to go, it's about time someone took her down a peg." He caught sight of a pretty redhead making her way down the hall. "I'll see you guys later…. Oi Susan!!" he shouted, following the Hufflepuff.
Harry smiled at his girlfriend, who looked happier than she had all week. "Remind me never to get on your bad side." He said, taking her hand in his.
"I don't think that's possible." Hermione said, brushing up against him as they walked down the hallway. "I need to go back to my room, I forgot my bag."
"I'll go with you." Harry said. They hurried back up to the Head Girl's room and Hermione retrieved her bag.
"Okay." She said, but Harry closed the door and blocked it.
"You know, we still have a half hour till we have to be in class." He said, a light coming into his brilliant green eyes.
Hermione felt a smile cross her lips. "A half hour huh…" was all she was able to say before Harry swept her up in a rather passionate kiss. His mouth pressed hard against hers as his tongue demanded entry, which she was most willing to provide. He backed them up against the wall, one hand ensnared in her long locks, the other curved around her waist. She brought her own hands up to play in his dark hair, letting it slip through her fingers as Harry tore his mouth from hers to press opened mouth kisses to her throat, leaving a trail of faint love marks.
"Ohhh Mr. Potter…do you know what you're doing to me?" Hermione breathed as Harry lightly traced his tongue down her smooth skin.
"Probably the same thing as you do to me Mrs. Potter…" Harry said, mumbling against her shoulder.
"Mrs. Potter?" Hermione asked, smiling. "That would depend on the size of the ring, you know." She joked.
Harry drew back from her. "Well of course. " he said. "But, for now…" he plunged a hand inside his robes and drew out a tiny box. Hermione looked on with curious eyes as he opened it and held it towards her, his hand shaking slightly.
Hermione took it and gasped lightly, a beautiful ring was inside, a white gold band with one ruby intertwined with a sapphire.
"This isn't an engagement ring," Harry began, taking it from the box and slipping it on her finger. "But it is a promise ring, because I do, with your permission of course, intend to make you Mrs. Potter someday."
"It's beautiful," Hermione said, her eyes tearing up.
"My father gave this ring to my mother, these were their birthstones as well." Harry said, leaning forward to rest his forehead on hers. "I think it's a sign."
"Yes it is." Hermione kissed him lightly. "I do love you, Harry." She kissed him again, a bit harder this time. "And for the record, you do have my permission."
Harry laughed and hugged her tightly. Needless to say, they were twenty minutes late for their first class.
Later that day, long after dinner was over, Ginny finally left the comfort of her bed and tried to sneak through the common room unnoticed so she could go to the kitchens and get some food. It had without a doubt been the worst day of her life, everyone was talking behind her back and her life seemed to be ruined. Unfortunately for her, Holly and Olive were holding court by the fire, they had caught sight of her and the taunts had started again. She ran through the portrait and smack into Hermione.
"Ginny." Hermione said coolly. "I think we need to have a chat."
Ginny's lip curled. "I don't have anything to say to you."
"Oh I think you do." Hermione took her by the arm and marched her back into the common room.
"Everyone out!" Hermione announced. Holly and Olive's group looked at her disdainfully. "Out, or I start taking off points!"
Grumbling, the room quickly cleared out, Hermione could hear dormitory doors slamming shut, and she and Ginny were alone.
"Sit." Hermione said.
"Don't order me around." Ginny snapped.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Fine, have it your way, but you're going to hear me out."
Ginny glared at her and sat down.
"First things first." Hermione began. "Look, I know how you must feel about me now, and frankly, I don't care. But I want you to know just how much you hurt me, when you and your friends said those things about me so I could overhear. And the fact that your horrible little plan almost worked…." Ginny's eyes narrowed. "Yes, Ginny, I know about it, Harry told me everything. We don't keep secrets from each other." Hermione paced the floor in front of the fire.
"I know that I'm not the best looking girl. And I've been fine with that most of my life, and yes, I do have some insecurity about how I look, especially when I'm with Harry, but I've found, thanks to your dirty trick, just how much he really loves me, not just for how I look, but for all of me."
"You know, I really don't care." Ginny said, looking into the fire. "Why are you telling me this?"
"Because, I want you to know how I felt." Hermione replied. "And you now know how I felt, because of the way you look now."
Ginny rose from the seat like a volcano. "You did this to me!"
"Sit down!" Hermione said, louder this time, glaring at Ginny. "It's about time you got a taste of your own medicine, how you make other people feel because they aren't as beautiful as you are." Hermione pulled out her wand and pointed it at Ginny, then said a few words. Ginny's clothes shrank back to their normal too small size, and her hair was back to it's lustrous state.
"If I ever hear you saying things like that about other people again, trust me, the spell will be a lot more permanent than this." Hermione warned. Ginny said nothing more, she knew Hermione would make good on her threat. She looked up as Hermione pushed a lock of her hair back with her hand, and Ginny gasped as a bright sparkle came from her finger. Hermione caught this and smiled.
"You know, I guess in a sense, I should thank you too. Because of this, Harry and I have become closer than ever." Hermione held up her hand in Ginny's face. "I even got a promise ring, what will become a Potter family heirloom."
Ginny glared in jealousy at Hermione as she turned, and with a proud toss of her bushy hair, she took off in the direction of the Head Boy and Girl dormitories.
Hermione let herself into Harry's room and closed the door behind her firmly. "Harry?" she called out.
"Yeah?" he answered from the bathroom. "I'll be out in a minute." He appeared a moment later, a towel hanging from his hips.
"Well isn't that a welcome sight." Hermione said, completely enjoying the way Harry's towel was hanging just a little lower than it should be.
"What is?" his mouth formed a smirk as she drew closer. Wordlessly, she began to tug at the towel. "Hey!" he said. "You have a slight advantage here, you know."
"I know." She said, raising her face to his and deeply kissing him. His arms went around her as his body pressed against hers. He unclasped her robe and let it fall to the floor, followed by her sweater and skirt.
"Better." Harry said, lightly brushing her shoulder with his hand, loving the way she shivered at his touch. He lowered his lips to hers, first sweetly kissing her mouth, then making his way down her neck and across her shoulder. He took her bra strap in his teeth and tugged on it, making her laugh.
"My turn." Hermione said, pushing Harry so that he fell on the bed. She sat on top of him, straddling him, as she scraped her fingertips lightly up and down his chest. "My my, Harry, is that a wand in your towel or are you just happy to see me?"
"I'm really happy to see you." Harry said, pulling her fully on top of him, reaching in back to unclasp the troublesome bra. Once he had it undone, he threw it across the room, then brought her body against his and kissed her, she took the initiative this time and brushed her tongue against his lower lip, wanting everything he had, and he gave her everything he had to offer. The towel lay on the floor now, forgotten completely.
A time later, Harry and Hermione lay basking together in the warm glow of their love.
"What made you so frisky tonight?" he asked. "Not that I mind, now."
"Let's just say I got some unresolved feelings off my chest with Ginny." Hermione said. "I don't think she'll be playing any more tricks, but I don't' ever see us becoming friends again either."
"Did you change her back?" Harry asked, pulling her a little tighter against him.
"Yes." Hermione replied. "I'm not so mean to leave her looking so horrid. I wanted her to get a taste of her own medicine. That and I threatened to put a permanent spell on her if she did it again." She paused. "Then I flashed my ring in her face."
Harry laughed loudly. "You didn't!"
"I did." Hermione said. "I'm proud to wear your ring."
"Good." Harry said, kissing her once more.
(A/N: Heehee what a load of fluff. Hope you've enjoyed, and don't' forget to Read and Review, not flame. Thanks!!! :) )