[A/N: This story was written by both Written and DiaTheRyter]
Title: Through My Eyes
Summery: The Halloween Dance is here. Many secret admirers, crushes, and hearts broken as the dance gets closer.
Notice:
Dance for Halloween
Third year and up may attend
In the Great Hall
Starts at 7 o'clock
Ends 12 o'clock
Wear your costumes!
Professor Mcgonagal
Ginny:
"Did you hear?"
"Yes! Who are you bringing?"
I heard all day long. It's a headache really. Right now in the common room I can barely concertrate on our assignments.
"Ginny!"
I groaned and didn't even bother trying to find out who it was, "what do you want? Can't you see I'm busy?"
"Oh sorry."
I snapped my head up, "Hermione? Oh god! I'm sorry; I'm just going out of my mind right now!"
Hermione gave me a small smile, "rough day?"
I sighed and started writing my assignments, "sort of. You'd think the dance would lighten the mood a little but it's only giving me more stress."
"Yes I know! I mean the whole getting a date thing! We're- well I'm in six year and I'm afraid no one will ask me. Oh lisent to me!"
"Hermione," I said, "you're going to get a date. You're pretty and smart! Besides you don't have a brother in the school who'll kill anyone who askes you to the dance."
Hermione laughed, "yes and they're other brothers who could get them once they're out of school." She paused, "you do know how Ron was at the Yule Ball. Theres no answer to what he will do this time."
I nodded, "true."
I hadn't realize while talking to Hermione I forgot all about my assignments. Nor did I notice an owl beating against the window.
Hermione:
"Hey Ginny, there's an owl outside."
"Where?"
I watched as she turned her head.
"Oh, there is. I just thought you were making it up."
"Let's let it in. I think it's got something." We both got up and started towards the window. Ginny got there first and pushed the window open.
The owl outisde fluttered and flew inside, resting on the chair nearby. It looked up at Hermione curiously.
"What do you want," I asked.
"Duh, the note's for you."
"Really?" I went to the owl and it pushed the note toward me.
"Uh. . .thanks," I said grabbing the parchment.
"What does it say," asked Ginny, craning her neck.
"Dunno. Here, you read it."
"Fine, if you want me too." I quickly offered her the paper and she took it glady, scanning it quickly. Then I went over to the window and shut it, because it was getting chilly.
"What does it say," I said returning.
She smiled at me evily. "It's pretty good. You sure you want to hear it?"
"Oh, just me the damn thing." I took the paper.
"To the one who steals my heart
To the one who I can't help but stare
The one that seems to have music when she laughs
And everyday I can't help by being apart
Whenever she's reading or making art
When her eyes light up my heart melts
If I were ever to tell you how I felt-
Would you feel the same?
It's you that I want to be with
Give me the pleasure of taking you to the dance
Yours,
Secret admirier"
"Oh my lord," I said; clutching my heart.
"So that means you're happy," Ginny grinned and looked at me. "Oh Hermione, aren't you excited! A secret admirer!"
"I know. Should I say yes?"
"Of course! Reply right now." She got me ink and a piece of parchment.
[A/N: The poem was a work from both of us. R&R next chap: Harry and Ron. Oh yeah, double space is Written and one is DiaTheRyter]
Title: Through My Eyes
Summery: The Halloween Dance is here. Many secret admirers, crushes, and hearts broken as the dance gets closer.
Notice:
Dance for Halloween
Third year and up may attend
In the Great Hall
Starts at 7 o'clock
Ends 12 o'clock
Wear your costumes!
Professor Mcgonagal
Ginny:
"Did you hear?"
"Yes! Who are you bringing?"
I heard all day long. It's a headache really. Right now in the common room I can barely concertrate on our assignments.
"Ginny!"
I groaned and didn't even bother trying to find out who it was, "what do you want? Can't you see I'm busy?"
"Oh sorry."
I snapped my head up, "Hermione? Oh god! I'm sorry; I'm just going out of my mind right now!"
Hermione gave me a small smile, "rough day?"
I sighed and started writing my assignments, "sort of. You'd think the dance would lighten the mood a little but it's only giving me more stress."
"Yes I know! I mean the whole getting a date thing! We're- well I'm in six year and I'm afraid no one will ask me. Oh lisent to me!"
"Hermione," I said, "you're going to get a date. You're pretty and smart! Besides you don't have a brother in the school who'll kill anyone who askes you to the dance."
Hermione laughed, "yes and they're other brothers who could get them once they're out of school." She paused, "you do know how Ron was at the Yule Ball. Theres no answer to what he will do this time."
I nodded, "true."
I hadn't realize while talking to Hermione I forgot all about my assignments. Nor did I notice an owl beating against the window.
Hermione:
"Hey Ginny, there's an owl outside."
"Where?"
I watched as she turned her head.
"Oh, there is. I just thought you were making it up."
"Let's let it in. I think it's got something." We both got up and started towards the window. Ginny got there first and pushed the window open.
The owl outisde fluttered and flew inside, resting on the chair nearby. It looked up at Hermione curiously.
"What do you want," I asked.
"Duh, the note's for you."
"Really?" I went to the owl and it pushed the note toward me.
"Uh. . .thanks," I said grabbing the parchment.
"What does it say," asked Ginny, craning her neck.
"Dunno. Here, you read it."
"Fine, if you want me too." I quickly offered her the paper and she took it glady, scanning it quickly. Then I went over to the window and shut it, because it was getting chilly.
"What does it say," I said returning.
She smiled at me evily. "It's pretty good. You sure you want to hear it?"
"Oh, just me the damn thing." I took the paper.
"To the one who steals my heart
To the one who I can't help but stare
The one that seems to have music when she laughs
And everyday I can't help by being apart
Whenever she's reading or making art
When her eyes light up my heart melts
If I were ever to tell you how I felt-
Would you feel the same?
It's you that I want to be with
Give me the pleasure of taking you to the dance
Yours,
Secret admirier"
"Oh my lord," I said; clutching my heart.
"So that means you're happy," Ginny grinned and looked at me. "Oh Hermione, aren't you excited! A secret admirer!"
"I know. Should I say yes?"
"Of course! Reply right now." She got me ink and a piece of parchment.
[A/N: The poem was a work from both of us. R&R next chap: Harry and Ron. Oh yeah, double space is Written and one is DiaTheRyter]