"Cmon!" Nick practically dragged me out of bed.
"HARRY." Hermione said. "Get out of bed!"
"We have the opening ceremony!" Nick said.
"What-Wait...Huh?" Finally processing what they were telling me, I kept out of bed and rushed to the closet.
"Hold it." Nick stopped me. "Your stylist, James, will choose your outfit."
My eyes lit up.
"James Radcliff." Nick corrected himself.
"Oh."
"Harry, it's just you and your mom." Hermione said gently.
"Yeah, I know. I was just....I was just hoping." I replied.
"Hoping is always good."
"Okay then, I hope that you lovebirds hurry up and get to the interview on time." Nick interrupted.

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Hermione's POV:
I was ushered into a room to meet my stylist.
"Hermione, is it?" A voice asked. Out of the shadows stepped a gorgeous woman. Her short redish-brown hair went to her neck. She wore a yellow shirt with a red leather jacket and skinny-jeans.
These are all things Draco and Chelsea would refer to as "Mud-Blood terms." I thought bitterly.
"My name's Emma. Emma Mellark. I'll be your stylist."
"Everybody keeps saying something about 'stylists' and 'interviews'. I'm confused." I told Emma.
"Oh, stylists prepare your outfit to make you stunning when Perci Jack interviews you! We want to make the audience from the Ministry ohhh and ahhh over you. This way, they will fund you with money that Nick will use to buy useful things for you in the arena! Now let's see, Gryffindor..... Ahh, this dress shall do!"

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I walked out of the dressing room in a gorgeous red dress that puffed out above my waist. It was trimmed with gold to match my golden shoes. I raised my arms and twirled in wonder. Red and gold flames burst from the dress as I spun.
"It's perfect." I whispered in awe to Emma.
She smiled warmly. "I thought you'd like it. Oh, here comes Harry!"
Harry walked out in a suit the same crimson color of my dress along with a gold tie. His glasses had been replaced with identical ones made of gold. It, not to brag, wasn't half as amazing as mine, but it was still stunning.
"Hermione." Harry was speechless. "You look beautiful." I blushed. Snap out of it, Hermione! I chided myself. I DID NOT and WOULD NOT fall in love with that dreamy smile, that beautifully messy hair, those deep eyes..... HERMIONE GRANGER! I screamed at myself. YOU CANNOT FALL IN LOVE WITH HIM!

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"Ahh now we have the amazing HERMIONE GRANGER!" Perci Jack announced. The audience applauded loudly.
"You go girl!" Somebody shouted.
I walked slowly up to the stage. Everybody ohhhhhhed and ahhhhhhed at my dress.
"Why that is the most Magnificent dress so far tonight!" Perci said. I smiled. Perci had a way of making you completely forget you were going to be killed. "Why don't you do a little spin for us?" He asked. I happily obliged and the audience was stunned.
"Work it gurl!" Someone yelled.
"Good, good!" Perci said. "Now let's learn about, oh, I don't know, maybe You.
I sat down.
" So." Perci started. "How do you feel about the games?"
"Well, I think its kinda stupid. Why would you go around killing other wizards and MUGGLES when you can just sit happily at home? Its not fair if you ask me." I looked into the crowd to see Nick shake his head. Perci seemed to have trouble coming up with a reply. "Just kidding, of course! It's er... Great! Better than studying!"
Ron now hates me. I thought. I acted happy about Harry dying.
"Ohh, a joker, are we?" Perci teased.
Nick nodded to me.
"Yup! That's uh, what my friends know me for!" I bit my lip. This was NOT going as planned.
"Well, Hermione, what do you love most about the ministry?" Aha! This would be easy.
"Why, the statues...." I thought dreamily about the magnificent sculptures decorating the Ministry.
Nick and Emma shook their heads furiously.
"....are definitely NOT my favorite!" I added.
"Oh you had as scared! We nearly thought you were some geeky nerd!" Perci joked.
"Hey! That's so rude!"
This time it was Emma, Nick, AND James.
"Rudiculous!" I said casually. Interviews are stressful! I thought.
"Spell casting! Fancy! Now that reminds me, why do you want to win?" Perci asked.
"I want to win to get back home. To see my loved ones and continue on with my life." I replied firmly. This time Nick smiled.
Awwww! The audience said in unison. I hated them acting like I was just some fighting robot, but I had to deal with it.
"Now Hermione, you said your 'loved ones'. Do you maybe have anybody specific in mind?" Perci asked me.
"Well, I suppose Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Fred and George Weasley, Dumbledore, and most of all, my crush." I said.
About 30 boys in the audience fainted thinking I was referring to them. I stifled a laugh. I hadn't ever seen most of them in my entire life.
"Who might that be?" Perci asked gently.
"Harry." I murmmered.
"Sorry, didn't quite catch that." Perci said.
"Harry." I said.
"As in, the Harry? Harry Potter?" Perci tried to confirm.
"The Chosen One." I said, getting swept away in the moment.
The audience ohhed and ahhed.
"Win for us Hermione." Perci kissed my hand.

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A/N: Guys I'm super duper sorry I didn't update I was at a staway swim camp meeting Olympians. I have been writing this since 4 weeks ago and I'm really sorry. Anyways I will probably not update for a while since I have writers block. I swear I update the earliest I possibly can, I just also manage 2 RP's, Sooooo yeah. Oh yay! 5 sentence Authors Note, that's a record for me! Hope you enjoy the story. I really wish I could get more story ideas from you guys though.