Hermione's POV. (From now on she will go by Belle.)
"Hey, Belle, Quidditch face-off?" Charlie teased. Apparently he doesn't know that after the change I am amazing on a broom. Good. "I accept." I spoke in a voice full of sarcasm. "You can borrow my Firebolt." George whispered, and I nodded. We ran outside, and I leapt on the broom. "Three, Two, One, GOOOO!!!!!" Fred yelled. I took off speedily, and gracefully, then grabbed the Snitch. I plunged down, and spun up triumphantly. Charlie stared at me in awe. "That was amazing, Belle.. when are you telling Harry that you're a better seeker than even him?!!!" Wow, better than Harry?!! This is so freaking amazing. "I guess, now? He's literally at the door." I drawled in a way that made the other triplets smirk in pride. I swept up on the broom, and hovered over Harry's head. "HARRY!! It's Hermione. I found out that the twins are actually triplets, and I am one of them!!!!! Also Charlie said I'm a better seeker than you!!!!" I called, smiling cockily.

Harry's POV
Oh, this is so on. "If you're a Weasley, what's your real name??!!??!!!!" I yelled up. "It's Belle, Harry. Belle is my real name." She smirked down at me, and I grabbed my Firebolt. We flew over the fence, and Fred released the Snitch. Belle plunged, spiraled, and caught it in three seconds. How is that possible...? "Yes, Harry. She beat me in Quidditch." Charlie admitted. Wow. Hermione would never get on a broom before. Now look at her. A better seeker than Charlie and me combined. I got competition. Her flaming red hair flew behind her, and Belle impatiently brushed it aside. "Mum, can I cut my hair?" She called out. "Sure, dear." Mrs. Weasley yelled out, while she was working in the kitchen. Suddenly her hair was in a short pixie cut. A blue streak appeared in the side, glittering with silver highlights.

Fred's POV
"Nice, sis!!!! I screamed up. If only I could have a blue-silver streak. It matches our hair. She grinned down, and doused George in icy water. A gold bird appeared, and handed her a black letter. "Careful, Belle. Check for curses first!!!!" Harry yelled urgently. She waved her wand over the letter, and it glowed blue. Belle sighed in relief, and slit it open. A red glowing rose fell out, and she checked for hexes. There were none. A note flew out, and as she read it, a blush came across her face. "Oooooh, Belle's got a crushie-wushie!!!!!" I teased, and when I tried to read over her shoulder, Belle punched my arm. Ouch.

Image is Belle with long hair.