Chapter 83: CH 83
"Yes, well; if there are any others you want, as I said, come and see me. I'm still awaiting a package to arrive by mail. When it comes I'll get a message through to you to assist me with some charms work," said Harry, rising and returning to the other table.
During transfiguration, as he'd already read the text for the whole year, Harry used the time to speed read his new book. By lunch time he was ready to try a couple out.
As soon as the class was let out they met with the others in the Entrance Hall. Harry grabbed them and pulled them all into the antechamber they congregated in before the Sorting. "I'm going to try a couple of the cantrips out of the book I received this morning," he said.
With a frown, Hermione asked, "Is it safe, do you think?"
"Only one way to find out," declared Harry. And he flicked his wand out and tried the first one he'd thought of to test.
A flick of his wand a muttered incantation and his eyes developed a twinkle.
Susan and Hannah looked into his eyes with a bit of awe.
"Wow!" said Susan. "That looks - wow!"
Another flick of his wand and muttered incantation and Harry beamed a big smile at the five witches. One of his molars gave a bright glint, even in the dim light of the alcove. "Honestly, Harry," huffed Hermione. "You look like a right ponce." While Daphne and Tracey laughed. Neville just grinned and shook his head.
With a grin, Harry said, "Well, the charm's supposed to last a couple hours, so I'm going to test it out by smiling at a couple of our female Year Mates and see what happens."
"You're incorrigible," muttered Hermione.
With a shrug, Harry asked, "Shall we?" Before indicating for the others to precede him back out.
As they were walking across the Entrance Hall, he cast the cantrip to make Hermione's hair fall flat and straight before casting the second one to make her hair develop loose curls. From behind he thought it looked fantastic. Hermione didn't notice the change. As Hermione walked into the Great Hall with Susan and Hannah side-by-side and Harry and the others not too far behind, Harry heard a lot of the noises stop as people looked up.
He could see from the expressions on people's faces that many did not recognise Hermione with her 'new' hairdo.
Looking around, it seemed that The Seven would be sitting at Gryffindor table for lunch as the girls led them in that direction.
What pleased Harry was that the Gryffindors were no longer giving Daphne and Tracey the 'evil eye' for sitting at the table of the House of the lions. Now they just allowed the two 'snakes' room with barely an eye bat.
One of the other Gryffindor First Years, as soon as she spotted Hermione, said, "Wow, Hermione! Your hair looks great!" Hermione frowned back not understanding. "Pardon?" she asked.
"Your hair, Hermione," said one of the others. "It looks fantastic."
Confused, Hermione's hand came up to caress her bushy locks only to find her hand, when she brought a mass of her curls around so she could see them, full of long silky locks of brown hair.
She stood there for a few moments looking at her hair in shock. "How...?" she asked no one in particular.
Susan and Hannah helped an almost unresponsive Hermione onto the bench between them.
"Harry did it," said Tracey. "He did it just before we walked into the Great Hall."
Daphne pulled out a small compact mirror and, after casting an Enlargement Charm upon it, held it so Hermione could see herself in the reflection.
"Its - beautiful," Hermione said in awe.
"I - didn't want to say anything before, Hermione," said Daphne. "But - how would you like to have your teeth fixed? Permanently."
Hermione looked up and sadly said, "My parents are dentists. They're a form of muggle teeth healers. They want to have me fitted for braces but, since I can't go and get them constantly adjusted, as they would need to be. I'm going to have to wait until I finish my Hogwarts education before I can get it done."
"Hermione, you live in the magical world," said Daphne. "There's no need for muggle healing here. If you want your teeth fixed it takes only a few moments to get it done. Madam Pomfrey can do it for you in only a few minutes."
"She can do that?" asked Hermione in surprise.
"Yes," replied Daphne. "I dare say she's itching to do it for you. She just can't offer it to you without you asking. It breaches her healer's oath, if she did."
"Can we go after lunch?" pleaded the girl.
"If you want," replied Daphne.
Lunch was a calm affair only interrupted by Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil offering their praises to Hermione for her hair.
Hermione almost roughly grabbed Harry's new book back off him and was flipping through the pages looking for the cantrips he used.
"Pages forty-six and forty-eight, Hermione," said Harry, a little bemused. Without even looking up, Hermione flipped to the first of the two pages and was reading avidly. She soon had her wand out and was slowly going through the wand motions as she read the pages.
"Eat, Hermione," Harry had to order her. "Eat, or I'll tell Daphne not to take you to see Madam Pomfrey for your teeth."
Hermione looked at him in horror for a few moments before quickly making herself a decent-sized sandwich, grabbing a banana, and pouring herself a goblet of pumpkin juice. With one hand she proceeded to eat her lunch; while reading the book with the other.
Harry and the others of The Seven looked at each other quite bemused by Hermione's focus. After lunch Harry escorted Tracey to the greenhouses for Herbology while Daphne headed to the infirmary with Hermione.
She arrived only ten minutes into the lesson handing Professor Sprout a note excusing her for her tardiness.
As the lesson had started, Harry was sitting with Tracey for the lesson while Daphne sat with Millicent Bulstrode across from them.
"How'd it go?" asked Harry, quietly.
Daphne grinned back and said, "You'll see for yourself after class."
When he saw them, Harry told her they looked fantastic.
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