A Makeover Story

How could she have not noticed, when it was so painfully obvious?

She couldn´t look at him without blushing, and she couldn´t think of anything wrong with him.

Every time she saw him her stomach went into knots, and she felt happy and girlish.

And when he kissed her, she wanted to leap for joy and sing.

She even thought he looked sexy on a broom!

Now the question was, did he feel the same way about her?

And how was she going to tell Ron?

The next morning, Dumbledore stood and gave the students who stayed for the holiday a special announcement.

"Attention students! I am pleased to announce that our own Professor Flitwick, who has an interest in music, has told me that he would like to start a holiday choir! If you are interested please see him during breakfast!"

"Well that certainly sounds interesting. Do think you two are going to join?" Ron said through a mouthful of food.

"Not me. I can´t sing a note," said Hermione.

"Same here. I have nightmares of being in choirs." Harry shuddered.

"I might." Ginny spoke up.

Hermione was surprised. "Wow Ginny, I didn´t know you could sing!"

"Well I don´t think I´m that good, but I think it would be fun! In fact, I think I´m going to go see Flitwick right now!"

"She´s certainly in a good mood. The last time I remember her singing was at our Grandmother´s summer get together five years ago. And the only song she sang was Danny Boy because it was a `group favorite´. Quite funny actually," Ron said.

Then Ginny returned, still smiling.

"I´m in! We´re having practice for three hours today and tomorrow, then we´re going to perform on New Year´s Eve, the day everyone gets back from holiday. I can´t wait!"

Because she was listening to Ginny, Hermione didn´t notice that Draco had gone to talk to Flitwick.

Hermione couldn´t stop thinking about Draco. His gray eyes, his smile, his creamy white skin, his-

"Stop," she told herself. "Don´t forget, you still have a boyfriend. One who doesn´t know about Draco."

Ah yes, Ron. How could she forget?

It´s not like she could go up to him and say "Oh and Ron, I forgot to mention before, I´m in love with Draco Malfoy! All right, have a nice day then."

He would have died in shock.

And then, his soul would haunt her forever.

And she couldn´t forget Mrs. Weasley. Ron had written his Mum the day Hermione said yes to him, so it wasn´t like she didn´t know. And when she found out about Hermione and Draco, she would make life hell for Hermione. That is if she hadn´t murdered her already.

Oh why did life have to be so hard?

For three days Hermione had been trying to find Draco to talk to him, but he seemed to be missing. Or avoiding Hermione. She didn´t know which was worse.

It was New Year´s Eve however, and that meant they would be starting class in two days. He couldn´t hide forever.

The students were all back and it was time for the start of term feast. Then the holiday choir would be performing.

As Hermione took her seat at the Gryffindor table, she looked around for Draco. Again, he was nowhere in sight. She couldn´t believe he skipped the feast just so he wouldn´t see her.

She sat quietly through the feast, she just wanted to get back to her room and think about Draco.

Then it was time for the choir. They filed out of the back room behind the staff tables, all wearing identical purple robes.

Hermione gasped when she saw Draco leave the back room, looking particularly suave in his robes.

"I know, doesn´t Ginny look great?" Ron muttered.

Hermione hadn´t even noticed Ginny, who had her red hair swept back and kept smiling incessantly.

As soon as they were all out, Flitwick stood on a chair and background music coming from nowhere began to play.

Then the choir started singing Silver Bells. They were actually very good for only having two days´ practice. Well, aside from Neville´s monotone.

But Hermione couldn´t tear her eyes away from Draco for the entire concert.

"Well students, this last song will conclude our concert. It´s not really a Christmas carol, but this student was very persuasive and I agreed to let him sing this song. Cheers, and have a good night!"

Then, pop music started up, and Hermione could barely contain her self from screaming when Draco started to sing.

Then Draco started walking towards the Gryffindor table.

By this time, Draco had reached Hermione, and the choir started oooing and ahhing harmonically with Draco.

She could feel her face burn red as Draco took her hands. But she didn´t care. All she saw was him.

Now the tears started to pour down her face.

Then he leaned in and kissed her in front of the entire school.