Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter (and all his British glory) nor am I an uber amazing British writer :(

Since O.W.L.s are finally over, the dance to celebrate it's ending is slowly approaching. But, when a surprise announcement changes plans, Hermione can't help but be releived (or more like excited) until a thought comes to her, Could this change the way things are between Harry and I?

While walking down to Potions one morning, Hermione Granger couldn't help but let her mind wander on things that weren't all that important, but more-so crept up on her when she least expected it to. She thought of the many reasons as to why she woke up in the morning willing to go to school. I mean of course she loved reading, and learning was very important to her, but the main reason was him.

Here she was in her 5th year, and still she hadn't told him. Now, it wasn't like how everyone-and-their-brother interpreted it. She hadn't been in love with him since they met in first year or anything crazy like that. But, there were many reasons why, she had even told Ginny some of them one day before.

"I mean honestly, he's uber busy with Quidditch and such. Not to mention saving not only the wizarding world, but also the muggle world from Voldemort. I'm sure he has no time what-so-ever to worry about my feelings!"

Oh, have I mentioned the "him" is Harry potter? Oops…sorry. Yeah, Hermione Granger has a crush on her best friend, Harry Potter.

The problem though, that was knawing at the back of her head was not knowing if he felt the same. All she had been worried about was the very fact that she liked him and trying to control her feelings toward him, so to not make it obvious, and making sure she was where he was at all costs. It had never really occurred to her until that day when she saw him and Cho walking together down the corridor, hands linked together, that he may only find her as his bushy-haired friend. That was what scared her most. Not the challenges ahead but, the thing standing smack-dab in front of her face. If he didn't feel the same way, then what was the point? After all she went through to get her first boyfriend, imagine going after the Boy-Who-Lived!

But, she'd have to push this behind her as she entered the potions room where Harry and Ron sat. She didn't want Harry seeing her flustered. Especially when it was concerning him.

"Hmmmm….well I don't really know yet." Ron answered Harry's question. The two boys were sitting in their usual seats in the potions room, dark as always. As she neared her seat next to, (with her luck), Harry, she heard his reply.

"What do you mean you don't know? The big dance to celebrate the end of O.W.L.s is in only 3 weeks!" Harry replied.

"Thanks, I'm aware. I just don't really like anyone at the moment…"Ron trailed off not wanting to continue on the subject.

"What about you, Hermione?" Harry asked.

"Huh, what?"

"Who're you going to the big dance with?"

Her response was suddenly cut short by a sudden mental image that took up her whole attention. She was in a long, flowing, lilac dress. Her hair was long and wavy. Harry in a set of new black, dress robes that matched his ruffled hair, holding her hand and beaming at her. Then, they were suddenly slow dancing to what would soon be "their song" and finally the song slowed to an end. As did they. They stopped, looked intently into each other's eyes and slowly moved closer and closer. Her eyes slowly closing as they're noses almost hit, and then…

"Uh, Hermione? Herrrmmmiiiooonnnee….?"

She looked up, slightly irritated from being interrupted when it was just about to get good.

"What? Oh, sorry Harry." she blushed.

"Geez, where'd you go there silly? Anyways if you don't wanna answer my question just say so."

"No, um sorry, it's just I know who I want to go with but they're probably already taken." she finished hoping that she didn't give too much away. Before Harry could make sense enough to answer her, Professor Snape walked in, immediately silencing everyone.

The Great Hall never ever really ceased to amaze Hermione. It was only lunch time but it still glittered with the candles floating in mid-air and the golden plates and silverware shimmered in the flickering candlelight. Ron and Harry were already seated and eating. Ron more-so than Harry, Hermione noted, shaking her head in disgust at how he was stuffing his face full of Roast sandwich.

She sat down next to Ginny who had just sat down next to her, pig of a brother, and starting conversation as usual. Then the tinkling of a glass could be heard throughout the Hall. Hermione looked up to see Professor Dumbledore in his half-moon spectacles, blue eyes shining motioning for everyone's attention.

"Good afternoon my friends!" He said, arms spread out and making eye contact with all four of the house tables, then continued, "I have two very important things that I would like to inform you of. First of all, the staff and I have decided to cancel our end of O.W.L.s dance." He paused as many of the girls groaned and looked highly disappointed. Hermione on the other hand felt an enormous weight lift at the thought of not having to worry about her 'who to go with' problem. Harry had on an unreadable expression on his extremely attractive face, which to her meant he was neither upset, nor happy. It also meant he was uber cute.. (cough cough) Hmmm interesting….

"Now, not to worry we have come up with a rather…better way to celebrate which will be announced by the end of this week after we have checked to make sure all details are put in order. Now, enjoy your lunch, and commence all your guessing amongst yourselves." He smiled after saying this, which meant, Hermione knew to be, the way Dumbledore just somehow knew things without being told or seen.

Immediately, like Dumbledore had clearly just implied would, the Hall was filled with endless chatter of ideas and guesses at what the staff could possibly be planning.

"So, what do ya think it is?" Ginny questioned, taking a sip of her tea.

"Umm, well, considering Dumbledore's behind it, I'd say it'll be brilliant!" Ron said, spewing juice all over anyone in spitting distance.

"Oh disgusting Ron! Honestly!" Ginny whined, wiping her face off with her napkin and standing up, with a disgruntled face. "Sorry guys, but I'm gonna go. Certain people need to learn some extremely important table manners." At that she whipped around and strode out the door.

"Ok, then anyways I think it'll be some big game we'll all have to play or something." Harry supplied.

"Yeah! Then flying monkeys will come swooping in and carry Snape away so that Potions'll become a free period and then we'll all be happy and such." Ron decided, laughing with Harry at the thought.

"Oh geez, you two. Obviously Flying monkeys wouldn't come in….perhaps flying elephants…" Hermione giggled after she finished her ramble as well, until all three of them were sitting there fantasizing all the many ways this surprise celebration will end of getting rid of their least favorite teacher.

But, no matter what Hermione showed on the outside, on the inside she was secretly hoping that whatever it was that was in store for them in the coming 3 weeks, would somehow bring her and Harry closer. Not just in the friendly, 'Let's be uber best friends forever' way, more like, 'I'm in love with you, kiss me, stupid', way. She mentally sighed as she looked at Harry laughing with them, not knowing anything that way raging through her mind about him, which was probably good, she thought. But nevertheless she secretly, somehow wished he could so it'd be easier for him to know. Urgh how I like him! Again, in 3 weeks maybe things will be different, maybe they'll even be…perhaps….better?

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