The Nerve
There was a feeling of uneasiness and concern floating throughout Hermione Granger's stomach. She stared cautiously at herself into the full body mirror, she wasn't hideous and also not the most gorgeous thing around average would be the word to describe her. Her light auburn hair was let down loosely in curls tucked behind her ears letting a few loose strands fall softly upon her face. She was wearing a simply black dress with a big bow tucked neatly in upon her kept examing her self more than a dozen times until a loud obnoxious knock was set off.
"Come on Mione! I would like to get to the dance before the dance is over! Interrupted Ginny
"Alright Gin no need to rush I'm hurrying as fast as I can! Exclaimed Hermione
Hermione slipped on her simple black flats and opened the door to see Ginny's mouth drop in astonishment.'
"Gin you better closes your mouth before you catch a fly. Giggled Hermione
"Shut it." Ginny said "Hermione you look spectacular, you'll be breaking hearts tonight."
"Oh shush now. Hermione said trying to hide the obvious blush upon her cheeks. "Come on now, I bet the boys are about ready drop us and find new dates."
And to their assumption at the bottom of the Gryffindor common room Harry and Ron paced anxiously.
"Ginny, come on now, I'm sure by now you two look fine.." said Harry
"Mione I'm starved lets go down before all the food gets cold. That comment was stated by no one other than Ron.
"Ronald must you relate everything to food, geesh! Huffed Hermione
"Okay boys lets go." Squealed Ginny
Harry's jaw hit the floor and if it was the sound he made it that obvious it was the drool of arousal on his face. Ron on the other hand tapped his foot impatiently.
The four made their way down to the Great hall swiftly, tonight was a celebration similar to most muggles known as Prom. The main theme of the prom had been a night in Paris. The great hall had its biggest transformation ever there were cute little French tables set along the room and at the headmasters seat placed a giant replica of the Eiffel tower. Harry and Ginny had parted off to mingle and dance with all the other students. Hermione on the other hand had been stuck there with her 'grungy, lazy boyfriend wasting the night away.
Hermione eagerly pulled Ron's hand up. "Let's dance Ronald, it'll be fun!"
But Ron was too busy stuffing his face.
"Not crunch now slurp M-MMMione .
The boy was a human garbage disposal. Hermione attempted a few more times but failed terribly. She gave up with a disproved grunt. She had to get herself away from Ron. She had moved over to the punch table to find only Crab and Goyel fighting over their turn to dance with that bimbo Pansy. "Boys will be boys" Hermione thought to herself. The rest of the night seemed to pass by ever so slowly. Hermione had had a few offers to dance and she gladly accepted it. But something was missing, oh yeah it was her dim witted boyfriend still over at the table pilling in food and talking to Seamus and Dean. "Git" Hermione enviously thought, Ron had paid any attention to her all night and now that the boys are around he's all ears. Hermione had it, this time she pulled up her breasts and patted her hair and with a seductive walk she approached Ron.
" 'Ello Hermione." Gleamed Dean and Seamus in unison. Ron didn't even look up.
"Hello boys!" "Ron it's a bit stuffy in here, care to get some fresh air?"
No motion, not even a look. All she got was a "Ugh Not now Mione! Must you interrupt Dean was in the middle of a great story until you came over and distracted him!"
"No need for the rude mouth Ronald!" she exclaimed "If you need me I'll be outside in the courtyard alone!" Hermione flipped her hair and turned toward the massive oak doors leading outside the Great Hall. "Of all the stupidest, laziest, most unappreciative arses in my life!" she was fuming off her anger about Ron until she heard a noise. The sound came from outside of the courtyard, sort of like a low wolf whistle. "Hello, anyone there?" She turned the corner to the bush and saw no one other than…..
