Draco Malfoy has just gotten back home after a call from what he thought was his mother. What he didn't know was that even after his father got the Dementors Kiss, his father was still alive. After nailing the final nail in the empty coffin of his f...
When we finally got back to Italy in the Zabini manor, I went strait into the kitchen. I got the tiniest slice of cake ever and looked in the direction of where I wanted to go. The wheel chair moved with me until I got to the stairs. I looked around for my wand. When I couldn't find it I sighed and remembered that they had taken my wand from me so I didn't try anything. They didn't want me to accidentally kill myself by a splinch. I looked for Mamma or Blaise. I settled on shouting for Blaise.
"Blaise." I tried and coughed quite thoroughly. But silent. I was nearly in tears. Blaise heard y obviously croak his name.
"Hermione, are you okay?" Blaise asked. He could only see me coughing and nothing else. I nodded and pointed at the stairs. He smiled and levitated me. I grabbed my board from my wheel chair and scribbled down 'You know that I can do wand less magic and if I wanted to, I would have already done something.' He read it and sighed.
"Mia, you know that we're only trying to help you." He said and I wrote again.
'Yeah. I know. And I am very grateful. But, I need my wand to tell people like Ginny that I'm okay. I can't preform a patronus without a wand, but everything else. I can. Also I can't do complex healing spells that will work for my voice.'
"Okay. I'll talk to mamma. I'll see if she thinks it's safe. If not, then you can't have your wand."
'So I have to be in pain and heal the muggle way?'
"If you can't have your wand."
'Fair enough.' I wrote ending the conversation. He nodded and wheeled me into my room. I nodded a thank you to him. He nodded back and went to see Mamma. I whimpered in my head and fell off my chair clutching my stomach.
Mamma and Blaise came in ten minuets later and I was laid in the fetal position and clutching my stomach. Mamma ran back out and Blaise tried to rub my back but I curled up further and moved slightly away from him. Mamma ran back in and put my wand in my hand. I took it and my wand twitched. It sent a white glow and I was lifted.
I became back to normal and prettier. My hair went from bushy and untamed to tamed beach waves of a medium brown. My chest was bigger and I looked healthier. My cheeks became more puffed but my jaw line and cheek bones where defined. Not ugly defined though. My arms went back to normal. My bum was slightly bigger and I looked more mature and if you looked at me now and when I was eleven you would barely recognise me. My teeth looked like I had braces on. I wasn't the ugly bookworm but the hot bookworm judging by Blaise's reaction when I was put back on my feet.
"Honestly, how do I look?" I asked because I couldn't see the changes.
"Flipping hot! And how the fu - fudge did you do that Mia?"
"Thanks. And when the war went on I knew something bad might happen so I put my wand on auto fix. But, because my hand was like bone my wand over reacted and sorted out more than I intended." I said after I placed a mirror on the wall. A full length mirror should I add.
"Oh. Well. At least it's not what I thought." Mamma interrupted.
"What did you think it was?" I asked her curious.
"Vampirism. Because vampires are very beautiful people followed by Veela when they mature. I thought your wand saw you face near death and turned you into a vampire."
"Oh. Well. That's another possibility to the spell that I hoped no one would know about. In case it was vampirism. But thankfully, I don't feel the need to kill anyone so I'm ruling it out." I replied before climbing into bed. I did feel hungry, but I didn't want to eat. I went to bed and hoped it would be all okay in the morning.
A/N What Hermione looks like without make up.
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