A/N: Hi everyone! This story takes place during Harry's 7th year.
The Dance
Hermione Granger was laying down in her canopy bed pondering the attitude of boys.
"Hey Hermione what are you thinking about?" Kahlan McLean said.
Kahlan is one of my best friends. She just transferred to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry from the School of Witchcraft in America. Kahlan has long blonde hair and it looks like thin spaghetti cascading down to the middle of her back. The unique thing about her beauty is her violet colored eyes.
Right now she is laying on her stomach chewing a piece of cinnamon flavored gum.
"Boys." I replied. I have brown hair that is always a mess to deal with and it is always in my face and I have cinnamon colored eyes.
"Oh, you mean about Harry? Sometimes they can be a real pain and they also can be total blockheads." Kahlan said.
flashback
"So Ron, who are you taking to the Yule Ball this year?" I asked one of my best friends.
"I'm taking Kahlan." Ronald Weasley said.
"I don't have any one taking me yet." I said glumly while staring at Harry Potter, hopping that he would realize that I wanted him to take me.
For a while now I have had a crush on him. 'He has all that messy black hair that is always sticking up in places, then he would try to pat it down with his hands and it just wouldn't work. He is so cute to watch.'
"Harry who are you taking?" Kahlan asked him.
"I'm not sure yet." He replied.
end of flashback
"How do you think that I could get him to ask me to the dance?" I asked Kahlan.
"Why don't you ask him yourself? Sometimes a girl just has to ask for what she wants." She replied.
I pondered that for a while and made up my mind that I would go ask him now before I lost my nerve.
Before I left the girl's dormitory for the common room, I brushed my hair and straightened my robes.
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In the common room Harry was sitting by the fire reading a book. I walked up to him.
"Um… Harry ?" I said while stuttering on each word.
"Yeah."
Just get this out and be over with it already. "Willyougotothedancewithme?"
"What did you say, Hermi?" Harry said.
I blew out the breath I was holding before I had to say that question again. "Will you go to the dance with me?"
"Sure, I'd love to. Actually I've been trying to get up the nerve to ask you." He said.
"Well, goodnight Harry." I said and then I shocked him by kissing him on the check.
"Goodnight."
A/N: Hoped you liked it. I thing it stinks. But oh well.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters.