The power within.
Disclaimer: No I own nothing except the books and video which mostly belong to J.K Rowling and other people whose names escape me.
Summary: You should know if you read chapter one, but this is Hermione's summer so enjoy, still PG-13 if that.
Hermione was finding her summer to be slightly boring her parents were working and she had never had friends in the muggle world. So she wrote letters to her friends and studied, but there is only so much studying even Hermione Granger can do before getting bored.
She had completed her homework within a day of being home and had ordered a selection of books that may be useful for her next year, they had arrived the next day and she had worked her way through the fourteen books, and by the end of the week they too were finished.
The books were interesting but there was only so much she could do during her holidays as she wasn't allowed to use magic so it meant she couldn't even practice some of the new spells she had learnt.
So there was little else to do except read muggle books, she had even bought some school books the muggles used but she had quickly tired of them, as she had spent almost six years in a muggle school learning the subjects and found they were not at all difficult, even though she had bought the higher level books for sixteen and over.
So the start of her second week home made her feel slightly depressed, she missed her friends and Hogwarts and her lessons and her teachers.
Sometimes leading a double life sucks, her parents hadn't even planned on taking her on holiday to somewhere fun.
She knew she was acting like a spoilt brat but she only saw her parents at the summer and it hurt that they were working all the time, it seemed as if they had moved on without her and had decided to forget about her.
"Stop being a baby, your nearly fifteen years old " she scolded herself, she knew her parents cared deeply but they obviously had a commitment to their surgery and clients.
"Stupid job" she muttered bitterly.
Her parents wanted her to be happy she knew this, but she couldn't help but resent them for leaving her to spend the holidays alone, all rational thinking leaving her mind in an instance.
"Oh this is great I am turning into a moody teenager, I can't even be rationale.
"Ok Hermione this stops now, stop talking to yourself, because no matter how bored you are there is no excuse, besides my parents do care" she finished determined to beat the moody teenager that had invaded her mind.
But unfortunately her teenage side had something to say about that, "yeah sure they care so much they are happy to ship you off to Bulgaria with a guy they have never met who is older than you."
It was true, when she had told them of Viktor's invite they had been happy to let her stay with him, although they probably thought he was just a friend like Harry and Ron, and she had stayed at the Weasley's before.
But Viktor wasn't like her two best friends, he thought she was pretty and wanted her to be his girlfriend, and this was why Hermione had refused to go and see him.
It was all too confusing, she had gone to the ball with Viktor and he started to act as if she was his girlfriend even though he had never asked her if she wanted to be.
Which was too bad because she didn't, at first she had been happy with the attention she received from Viktor, as boys didn't really pay that sort of attention to her.
However she had soon realised that he was just a friend, no more and when he had tried to kiss her she had freaked out saying she wasn't ready for a relationship with anyone.
At the time he had seemed to understand, but his letter suggested that he had chosen to ignore the fact that she had had told him he was just a friend, or he was trying to get her to change her mind.
This is something no one should ever try to do, as she has a stubborn streak, so once she had made up her mind there was little else that could change it.
No she didn't want to visit or think about Viktor, but she did want to go to the Burrow to visit Ron, of course he wasn't the only reason she wanted to go there.
She loved how the Burrow felt like home without trying, and how it was always full of people, and how the house relied upon magic, so yes there were a lot of reasons why she wanted to visit the Burrow and not just because of Ron.
"Even if it was", she argued with herself there is nothing wrong with missing your friends and wanting to spend time with them, she missed Harry and was very worried about him.
He had suffered a lot and was probably blaming himself which was stupid as he had saved them all, and now that Voldermort was back he was in more danger, Hermione hoped that whatever was protecting him at Privet drive was strong, for she knew that was the reason that Dumbledore insisted that he stay there for most of the summer.
She tried not to think of Harry being hurt as it caused too much pain, besides it only made her miss him more, and then she would think of Ron and she didn't want to think of him because she missed him the most.
She and Ron spent most of their time together due to Harry being a Quidditch practice most of the time, so she had got used to always having Ron around moaning about the amount of work she did or how he would tell jokes or make wisecrack jokes, but she found that when they were alone he would be calm and almost sweet and they would talk about everything.
Of course they also did this with Harry, but Ron would always slightly push her away and well it hurt, it hurt a lot, in fact it hurt more than it should.
"I should not go there, thinking of him I mean them is a bad idea, this sun must be getting to me" she commanded, and then made her way inside away from the strong sunlight, that she was reading a muggle book called Lord of the rings.
She wondered if muggles actually wrote the book as a lot of the creatures were not far from what she had seen in the wizarding world.
The ring of the telephone interrupted her thoughts, she made her way to the grand hallway where a telephone stood on a glass table in front of a beautiful mirror.
"hello"
"Hi sweetie, what you been up to today?"
"not much mum, been reading in he garden again"
"That's nice make sure you don't burn and take regular breaks ok?"
"I will mum I don't burn anyway, so did you call to lecture me or was there something else" she teased her mum.
"watch your cheek you, well I was thinking how would you like to go to the shopping centre in town tomorrow? as I have had some cancellations, but I don't think you deserve to go" her mum teased back.
"That would be great" she rushed feeling a sense of relief that she wouldn't have to spend tomorrow alone.
"Alright then, I guess your forgiven as long as I can spoil you rotten as you need a whole new wardrobe"
"why?" she asked curious as to what was wrong with the clothes she already had.
"Oh Hermione, leave it to you to not notice how much you have grown"
"Ok mum some new clothes would be a good idea," she thought as she looked at the white vest top that had become a tank top.
"Of course they will" her mum said sounding happy "and it's about time we got you some bras that fit you properly so we will get you measured up ok?"
Hermione couldn't answer straight away, but realised that her mum was awaiting a reply and answered a simple "ok mum see you tonight."
"ok bye baby see you tonight" and with that her mum was gone.
However it took Hermione a while to replace the phone onto the receiver, as she was staring at her reflection in a sort of shock.
She had never paid much attention to her appearance, other than making sure she was clean and tidy she didn't bother with much else, except at the ball in which she had made herself look pretty.
Her reflection was somewhat different from then, her hair had always been long and bushy but it was now pilled into a pony due to the heat, leaving her face free from the surrounding hair.
Her face had lost it's baby appearance, and now looked as if it belonged to a beautiful young woman and then there was the fact that she had gotten taller, she looked older than she did when she had left Hogwarts, which was only just over a week ago surely she hadn't changed that much or maybe she just hadn't noticed.
What she found the hardest to believe was the fact that her chest was a fair size now something she had thought was never going to happen, but looking at herself with the top on that was too small she saw that she had indeed grown a lot and would need a bra.
Thank god her mum had noticed or she would have been going around not wearing a bra as she had never needed one before.
Hermione suddenly felt the need to talk to someone about the changes that were happening to her body, someone that would also understand, of course her friends were out of the question, there was no way that she would ever discuss this with Harry or Ron.
She knew that most girls had best friends who were girls, and this meant that they talked about everything, her roommates were like that and although she had two of the greatest friends in the world she often wished that there was a girl she could be close to.
Ginny Weasley's face sprung to her mind, she was one of Hermione's friends but because of the age gape it meant that they had found it hard to be close friends, but when she had stayed at the Burrow her and Ginny had shared a room and they had got on really well, but Ginny was very shy and held herself back a lot so Hermione never got to really know her.
She had wanted to be Ginny's close friend from first meeting her, as she was smart and really nice although she possessed a quality most of the Weasley boys had, 'mischief', but it had never happened.
Of course Ginny's more than likely had friends of her own, so why would she want to be close to me, Hermione thought glumly.
The hoot of an owl bought her out of her thoughts, she hesitantly took the letter hoping it wasn't from Viktor, upon opening she saw it wasn't,
Hi Hermione,
It's Ginny here, well I wanted to let you know that I am now a fifth year, as Dumbledore asked me if I wanted to see if I could pass my fourth year and it seems I can. I hope you are happy because we will be roommates now, I know you have your own friends but hopefully we can become good friends too, well let me know that your not mad with me for being almost as clever as you, anyway I have got to get back to work so I'll speak to you later, lots of love
Ginny.
Hermione smiled as she quickly replied, hoping Hedwig would come to see her soon so she could take the letter for her, maybe she and Ginny could become good friends and she would have someone to understand just how complicated being a girl can be.
She made her way into the garden with the letter knowing the rest of her day would be spent with a smile on her face as she thought about the upcoming year at Hogwarts.
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So I have finally updated, but I'm not sure if I should continue or not, let me know if it's any good or worth continuing.
I have this story fairly planed and intend to make it long, it will be Harry and then Ron next who think of their changes so far, then I will bring them slowly together, so let me know what you think.
Thanks for reading.
