It All Starts With A Question

Preparing For A Date ~ //sry Short Chap...

(Third person, Hermione POV)

Iknowithoe: pans? Got a moment?

Yourmainstreetbitch: sure, where r u?

Iknowithoe: common room... Could we meet in ur room? Idk what 2 wear...

Yourmainstreetbitch: sure! U can borrow my clothes If ya want 2!

Iknowithoe: THANK YOU!!

Yourmainstreetbitch: no prob, Bob!

Iknowithoe: lmao, see ya!

Yourmainstreetbitch: see ya hun!

Hermione blush slightly at Pansys nickname, well knowing of the fact she calls everybody honey and sweetie, but somehow it still makes her flustered, and walk to Pansys room.

"Heyo!" Pansy greets as Hermione opens the door without knocking, making Blaise jump slightly. "Blaise get the heck outta here!" Pansy yells, smiling.

"Will do! Just got a text from Ron anyways..." He mutters the last part, so low that Hermione almost doesn't catch it. He jogs out the door, leaving the two girls behind.

"So, WHAT THE HECK DO I WEAR!?!" Hermione screams the last part, making Pansy jump, her reaction enough to make Hermione giggle.

"Well, you wanna look good, but not too good ya know what i mean? We don't wanna hurt him" Hermione raises an eyebrow. Well that ain't confusing? "Honey, just chill and wear something thats comfterble, buuut a little nicer then what you would normally wear so ehh... No knitted sweaters..." Pansy says, hitting a soft spot.

"wHAT!? But-..." Pansy shoots her a look that says: im-so-sorry-sweetie-but-nah! And continues.

"Just wear whatever pants you want, and then a fancy shirt... I will do your hair!" Hermione sends her a gratefull look, and it's almost like they can read eachothers minds.

Thank you

Of course... Anything for you...

Hermione smiles again, and accio's a pair of loose jeans with small holes every where, and a dark silver colored shirt, with a low v-neck and no sleeves, along with a pair of black high heels.

"HONEY!? He will swoon! I will also do your make-up?" Pansy says, the last part more like a question.

"Sure! Uhm... Could you like... Look away or something?" Hermione says, realising she had to change into her fancy clothes.

"Oh! Uh... Sure" Pansy says, a look Hermione can't really describe on her face, before she turns around, phone in her hand.

Hermione changes and calls Pansy for her to turn around.

"WoW!! You-... I-... He-..." Hermione giggles at her loss for words, looking beautiful. "I don't know what to say else then, Hair and Make-up is next!" Hermione nods, still smiling as she sits down on Pansys bed, and Pansy pulls out a hair brush, and starts brushing Hermiones big hair. "So... Are you ready to break up?"

"Well... I don't really know... I think-... I think it will still hurt you know? But-...I also think it is the best thing to do..." Hermione says, feeling the slight anxiety creeping up her spine.

"Of course it will! You love him! But-..." She didn't have to say more, Hermione already knows what shes thinking... But not in that way...

"Can i come in here after we break up? I think i might need some comforting"

"Always honey! I will tell the elves to bring up some ice cream, and then you can cry, laugh, talk, whatever the heck you wanna do ok? I'll tell Blaise to bunk with Ron for the night, he'll understand!" Pansy says, receiving another gratefull smile from Hermione. "Anyways your hair is done!" Pansy holds up a mirror for Hermione to see her reflection in.

Her hair is combed and made big and airy, almost afro like, two strands sat up with dark silver bobby pins in each side.

"You look beautiful!" Hermione blush lightly at Pansys nice words, and she could've sworn to see a light shade of pink dust on Pansys cheeks as well, before she turns around. "Make-up time!" Pansy says, pulling out a small bag containing her make-up, an walking back to were Hermione is sitting crosslegged on the bed.

"How did you get this good at doing make-up?" Hermione asks, looking a very consentrated looking Pansy in the eyes.

"Well... I'm a pureblood u'know, and we kinda have to look good where ever the heck we go, so my mom taught me at an early age... I had a red spot on my head, and that was, apperantly, unaproppriate" Pansy says, mocking a bit at the last part, making Hermione chuckle.

"So she just taught you to cover up your face with skin colored cream?"

"Yeah... Sit still, I'm doing your eyeshadow!Anyways, firstly she just taught me the basics like, foundation and blush, then when i got a bit older, she taught me mascara and lipstick, and then eyeshadow and more complicated versions of the first step, before i was going to my first 'party' 'cuz god knew i couldn't wear my usual make-up" She says, taking time to roll her eyes at the last statement.

"You seem to hate having to wear make-up?" Hermione says, more like a question then anything else.

"Yeah... I mean, it's not because i don't like my parents, I just... I dunno... Maybe it's just this rebellion thing, but I don't like having to cover up the things that make me human, well knowing that people with low self esteem feels bad when i look good ALL THE TIME... " Pansy says, Hermione being shocked.

"I didn't expect that to be your reason?" Hermione says, voice barely above a whisper, seeing as Pansy is doing her mascara, and both have to focus, faces close to eachother. Too close. Pansy realised their position too, and blushes deep red.

"Um... Sorry I-" Hermione cuts her off.

"No reason to be sorry... Are you done?" Pansy nods, pulling up a mirror. "Do you like it?"

"Like it? Like it? LIKE IT?" Hermione jokes by raising her voice a bit with every word. "I love it, thank you SO much!" Hermione says, hugging Pansy and taking a last glance in the mirror.

She's wearing a light pink-ish lipgloss as a perfect contrast to her dark tanned skin, and some light pink is dusted over her cheeks, a darker shade of pink covering the edges of her eyelids, dark silver being in the inner corner between her nose and her eyes. Her ears have long silver chains hanging down in the form of earrings, making Pansys influence clear.

"I should get going... I dont wanna be late..." Hermione says, squeezing Pansys hand with a smile before she stands up from her seat on the bed.

"Yeah... Have a good time..." Pansy smiles, following her to the door, hugging her before she walks out with a small

"see ya"

(A/N: Sorry for a very short chapter, I'm just kinda... Idk, anxious? Unmotivated? Anyways, have half a chapter!)