dISCLAIMER: hARRY pOTTER BELONGS TOj.K. ROWLING.
Harry couldn't believe it. Cho was going with Cedric! He wondered, who to ask? Walking to the common room deep in thought, he sat next to Hermione.
Suddenly, he noticed her. Her hair was long and chocolate brown. Her eyes were the color of Firewhiskey. She had smooth porcelain skin, and pink rosy 's no other way to put it, she was stunning.
"H- Hermione?" Harry stuttered.
"Yes Harry?" she asked, looking up from her homework and smiling, her pink lips arching gracefully. Mother of Merlin those lips!
"I was wondering if well, WillyougototheYuleBallwithme?" he asked in a rush, blushing.
"What?" she asked in confusion.
Harry took a deep breath, and steeled his nerves. He was a Gryffindor! He was supposed to be brave!
"Will you go to the Yule Ball with me?" he asked slower.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, pinking over.
This was Harry! The boy who took on a troll for her! Her best friend!
And then she looked at him. He was thin but muscular from Quidditch, with floppy messy black hair and piercing green eyes.
"Sure Harry. I'd love to go to the Yule Ball with you." she replied, blushing pink.
When it came time for the ball, she steeled herself and walked down the stairs. Suddenly, Harry was staring at her ,and she smiled.
Her hair was in curls down her back, half up and half down. She wore light makeup, and in her ears were light blue sapphires. Her dress was periwinkle and floated around her, spinning with her body. It's tight bodice was accented with small pearls, and she wore flats.
"Wow Hermione! You look beautiful." Harry said sincerely.
She did. Her dress looked wonderful on her, and she glowed.
"Thanks Harry." she replied blushing.
He was in black and green dress robes, and she saw Ron walk in on the arm of Padma Patil.
"Shall we?" he asked,grinning.
"Lets." she replied.
They walked into the Great Hall, and all eyes were on them. She saw them staring Them susing started, and Hermione walked with Harry, smiling.
Harry was happy, dancing with the most beautiful girl there. How did he ever like Cho? He thought.
The evening was a blur. They danced, laughed, grinned. The only rough spot was Ron.
"Harry! How could you! She was mine!" Ron Exclaimed to them when the happy couple went to meet them.
"What do you mean yours?" Hermione asked sharply. "I was never yours!"
"I just meant that- well-" he stuttered.
"Save it." Harry replied, and the two left the hall.
No one would insult Hermione!
"Did you enjoy the evening?" Harry asked as they sat on a white bench.
"I loved it." Hermione replied leaning closer.
"You were my best option he replied." his breath ghosting across her skin ,and they kissed.
There were fireworks in Hermione. His lips were warm and chapped, and he held her hand. Hermione kissed him back chastely.
Harry felt amazingly bold. Here was the girl he loved, and he had kissed her!
"That was wonderful." she said after.
"It was." he replied grinning broadly.
7 years later
"Do you, Hermione Jean Granger, take Harry James Potter as your lawfully wedded husband?" Kingsley asked.
"I do." Hermione said, resplendent in a long white gown embroidered with golden beads, shining, her hair loose and threaded with jasmine flowers by Luna.
"Do you harry James Potter take Hermione Jean Granger as your lawfully wedded wife?" Kingley, the mInister for Magic asked.
"I do." he replied.
He had filled out during the war with Voldemort and after breaking off with Ron. Neville had become their best friend and was the best man, while Luna,Hermione's best friend, was Maid of Honor.
The two had married a month ago. Ron had married Lavender a year ago, and they were well on their way to divorce.
"You may now kiss the bride." Kinsley proclaimed.
Harry swept her up, and they kissed, just as passionately as the first kiss.
This was true love.