Let it Snow!
(Hermione)
I stared out the frosty window of the Gryffindor, gosh when will it snow, it's almost Christmas Eve! I can never remember a year at Hogwarts when it hasn't snowed before the end of November! Focus Hermione you have to study! You have more important things to worry about! Like the dance…….On Christmas Eve there's going to be a huge dance for fourth years and up, and still I have no invite, well that's not true there was Neville, but I wouldn't call that an invite. No you have to focus, the test! You'll fail, STUDY! I look down at my book, "The wizarding riot of 1942 took place after the Brazilians lost the Quiditch World Cup……." I can't focus! No matter what I tell myself I won't be able to. I shut my history book. Ron's sitting over there with Harry. He's panicking over the homework, he obviously didn't pay attention in class, well he and Harry, its worthless trying to get answers out of Harry he's to busy! When will Ron learn? He looks so cute when he's desperate….No not cute...Stupid! Yes that's it he is just my friend... Ugh, I'll just finish this latter! I walk across the Common Room to the door to the girl's dormitory, not even bothering to say "Good Night!" to Harry…and Ron…
(Ron)
Hermione went to bed without even saying Good Night! Was she mad at me? "No", I tell myself, "she's probably just tired…" I slam my History of Magic book shut, I was just about to ask Hermione to help me seeing that Harry to wasn't paying attention. "This is useless", I tell Harry, "It's almost Christmas! We have plenty of time!" Harry sleepily nodded, "Yeah I think I'm going to go to bed." He says barely stifling a yawn. "Me to." I say. We walk up to the dormitory, put on our pajamas and lay down in bed. Harry quickly falls asleep, Ron was left with his own thoughts… Should he ask Hermione to the dance? There was only three more days after all, he was getting desperate, but also there was something different about Hermione, he couldn't figure out what. He found himself staring at her, she sensing it would turn around, their eyes would meet for a moment and then he would hurriedly turn away. He also found that he was cautious of what he did in front of her, what he said, how he reacted to what was said. To be safe he wouldn't say anything. And the most frightening thing to him was he started having…dreams about her. As he drifted off to sleep he thought "Fine, I'll ask her to it, what's the worse that could happen?"
(Hermione)
The next day went by pretty fast, droning through classes, and her droning through classes! But she couldn't help think of the upcoming dance, she still had nobody! She was sitting once again in the Gryffindor common room. This time she was reading her latest book, "So you're Magic?" it was actually pretty interesting. She was reading the fifth page of the 22nd chapter when she sneezed. When she was going back to her book she realized she and Ron were the only one's left in the common room. He was obviously working on his homework, trying to get it done before Christmas break, she didn't remember Harry going to bed. She continued to read until what seemed like 5 minuets when she was interrupted. "Um, Hermione?" came a voice with a doubtful tone. She looked up, it was Ron! "What do you need help with now," she said. He and Harry had already come up at least 5 times asking for help. But Ron wouldn't seem so nervous if it was just for homework, he seemed strange. Now that she thought about it he has been acting strange for a while. He barely talks around her and always seems very awkward when they are. "I was…" he said his voice trailing off, "I was wondering if you wanted to go to the dance with me." His hands were in his pocket and he was looking at his feet. Hermione's stomach did a back flip! She wasn't expecting this! But then she started realizing, he probably is just desperate, but why would he be so nervous? "Of-of course!" she stammered. "Oh okay then," said Ron with new confidence, "well goodnight!" "Goodnight!" replied Hermione. He walked off up to the dormitory. Oh My Gosh, he just asked me out! She confidently walked up to her dormitory, what will I ware?
(Ron)
I can't believe what I just did! She said yes! That's the only thing he could think about, he couldn't believe his boldness. When he reached the dormitory Harry was looking at him strangely. "What?" he finally asked. "Oh nothing," Harry said, "You just look, strange." They were silent for a little while; Ron decided to tell him, he'll find out latter anyway. "Well, I kind of…" he started, "I kind of asked Hermione to the dance." Harry just looked at him for a while, he wouldn't be surprised if he blew up, I mean we are his best friends and that would be kind of awkward, but to Ron's surprise Harry just smiled and lay back down, he seemed to be laughing to himself. "What?" Ron asked puzzled. "Nothing," said Harry still smiling. "Um, okay," Ron said uncertain, lay down and fell asleep.
(Harry)
He was surprised at himself at not being angry. They were his best friends and if they broke up it would be very awkward, but it was only a dance. And also he always suspected, well since last year, that Ron and Hermione fancied each other. Ever since that awkward Herbology Class, that was when he first realized it. So it didn't surprise him, anyway they're good friends, they deserve to be happy.
(Ron)
It's the day of the dance! Well actually the night. Harry's last minuet was of course, Ginny even after they broke up, they still fancied each other. He looked around him; Harry was already in his suit, there was to many complaints a bout the dress robes that Professor McGonagall finally surrendered. Ron looked up at his suit. It looked almost the same as Harry's, it was one of his dad's, his mom sent it over with a letter asking about who he was taking, he ignored this part. Harry turned from the mirror where he was trying to fix his collar. "You should probably get ready," he said in the same voice he uses when he's trying to get him out of bed for a Quiditch match. He nodded and starts putting his suit on. Surprisingly he looked, well good looking in it! He was staring at himself when Harry says, "We should probably head down." He again nodded, he felt like he was about to be sick. And they went down the stairs…
(The Ball) third person
There stood Hermione, dazzling in a silvery blue gown that wrapped around her body tightly but gracefully. It wasn't that fancy but it was perfect. Hermione's face looked soft and smooth, innocent but lively because of her sparkling brown eyes. Ron felt meek as he escorted her down to the Great Hall where the dance was taking place. It looked livelier than the Yule Ball. As everyone entered it seemed very elegant, until the rock music started. Hermione led Ron to the tables, knowing that he wouldn't want to dance. Harry however took the dance floor with Ginny. After a few songs Ron could tell Hermione was getting bored. "Do you want to go for a walk?" he suggested. "Sure!" she said grateful for something to do. They followed a path that led into the Forbidden Forest. "Are you sure we're allowed to go in here?" Hermione asked, breaking the silence. "If we weren't why would there be a path?" answered Ron reasonably. They went back to silence. Hermione stared at the still, snow-less ground. "When do you think it will snow?" she asked after they were pretty deep into the forest. "I dunno, why do you ask?" answered Ron. "No reason really," she sighed staring at the ground. They walked in silence again. "Are you cold?" Ron asked when Hermione started to shiver. "No I'm okay." She replied. But Ron took off his suit jacket and put it around her shoulders. "Thanks," was all she could say. She felt a little awkward, hugging his jacket around her. She reached out and took his hand, he gave it a little squeeze, and they continued to walk. All of a sudden Hermione lost her balance sliding on an icy patch, no snow but there was still ice. As she fell she pulled Ron down with her. She blushed as she looked at Ron who had slid in the opposite direction. "Sorry," she whispered, blushing. Ron didn't know what to say. He felt sparks in his chest, they were so close together. He leaned forward, she moved back a little, but then gave in and moved closer to. He kissed her, and she kissed him back. As the kiss became more passionate, Hermione felt something cold touch her shoulder, she moved away and looked up. Falling from the sky, ever so lightly was snow! She laughed and when Ron realized what was happening he started to laugh to. He stood up pulling her to her feet. All of a sudden he realized what just happened. His ears went bright red as he looked away. "I'm sorry." He said. And at that he turned around running out of the forest, leaving Hermione standing alone in the clearing with snow falling on her shoulders.