The Nobody - Year One VII

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Hermione was getting impatient. She could 100% say she hated when school was out of session. Not only did it mean she had to take how to be a lady courses, she also has to attend the numerous galas her mother likes to put on. Her mum absolutely adores having people over. It can be something super simple like just a plain dinner and her mum will go all out with the planning. Her dad has told her - she honestly hopes he's joking when he says this- that ever since her mum had found out she was a girl she's been planning Hermione's coming of age party.

That's a party Hermione can say she is not looking forward too.

Hermione can't help but wince as the hairstylist her mum hired pulls once again too hard on her hair. Breaking her of her thought. She refocuses her eyes and stares at herself in the mirror. She still looks the same, the same boring eyes and the same wild untamed hair, and the same buck teeth. But this is her, and nothing will change that.

The hairstylist finally stops the pulling on her hair and all of her curls are piled on top of her head in a messy but cute fashion. Thanking the stylist Hermione gets up out of the chair and walks back to her bathroom where her dress is hanging up waiting for her. It's a pretty thing, with red long sleeves it flares out with the help of a black petticoat underneath it. Slipping the dress on quickly, Hermione fluffs it up and once she is satisfied with it she twirls and giggles.

She hates the hair appointment her mum forces her in for these functions but she loves dressing up. She loves the ballgowns, the lace, and petticoats. She always feels amazing when she puts a brand new dress on. She stops twirling and sighs as she heads out of the bathroom. Now to stand quietly next to her parents as they walk around and greet everyone that has come.

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Hermione goes over to the large table filled with sweets. Since her parents are dentists she barely ever gets a chance to eat a whole bunch of sweets in one night and with her parents attention elsewhere she has full access to the table.

Picking up some petit fours she places them on a napkin when she hears an excited voice call her name.

"Hermione!" Hermione blinks and turns her head to who is calling her. Her eyes widen in surprise to see Daphne walking quickly over to her. She was wearing a long sleeve blue dress that was floor length, and it tucked into her waist to make her appear older than she was.

"Daphne!" Hermione puts the small cakes down and hugs the other girl.

"What are you doing here!?" Hermione asks, her excitement clear.

"My parents are looking to expand their investments and when they got this owl in the mail from a business associate of theirs they thought it might be time to broaden their horizons or something like that. I lost interest. It's usually so boring at these sort of events."

Hermione nodded in agreement. "Agreed." The two girls pause and nibble on the small cakes when Hermione's eyes widen and she groans. Daphne looks at her friend quizzically. "Come, I should introduce you to my parents properly. My mum will kill me if I don't show her I'm actually making friends at my boarding school."

Daphne nods and puts down her small dessert plate. Hermione turns towards her ever silent butler. "Jackson do you know where mum and dad are?"

"Follow me little lady."

Hermione nods with a smile and turns towards Daphne. "Come on let's follow Jackson." Hermione pauses and the trio begins walking through the large party. "Oh, and Daphne this is Jackson. Jackson this is Daphne. Daphne and I know each other, Jackson from the boarding school I now attend. Daphne, Jackson's family has been serving my family for generations now actually. Jackson has been with my mom since she was a little girl. He's the best."

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