A/N-my first Harry Potter fic. So, if it sucks, I'm sorry.
[I'm thinking of doing a song-fic off of the 98 degrees song "Just the Way you
want me to"]
Disclaimer- I don't own any of the characters EXCEPT
Misty. [You'll hear about her when she meets
Hermione on the Hogwarts Express], they belong to J.K. Rowling.
BTW-My Misty in the story has no relation to Misty Waterflower in Pokemon
Harry Potter and the Magi of Love
"Hi, can
I sit here?" a voice inquired out of nowhere. Hermione looked up out of her book.
"Oh,
sure. You new here? At Hogwarts, I
mean."
"No, I'm in my
5th year, you?"
"Me too! What house are you in?"
"Gryffindor. What about you?"
"I'm in
Gryffindor, too! My name's Hermione
Granger. What's yours?"
"Misty. Misty Silverlight." Hermione took a good
long look at the girl. She was a little
taller than her [Hermione], had blue eyes, long blonde/brown hair that fell a
bit below her shoulders and was really pretty. "Hermione...I've heard of
you! You're best friends with Harry
Potter and Ron Weasley, aren't you?"
"Yup. During our 4th year everyone was
saying that Harry and I were going out, but it was all lies. If you want to know the truth, I'm going out
with Draco Malfoy." Misty looked a
little sickened when Hermione mentioned Draco, but she continued.
"Really, I'm
not surprised. Rita Skeeter almost never
writes the truth."
At that
moment, Harry and Ron walked in. "Hey, guys." Hermione said cheerfully. "This
is Misty Silverlight." Misty got up to
shake hands with Harry and Ron. "Misty, this is Ron Weasley and Harry Potter."
"Hi. Nice to meet you guys." She took a good look
at Harry and Hermione next to each other. "You two would make a great couple."
She said regretfully as if Hermione had made a mistake becoming Malfoy's
girlfriend and not Harry's. At that
moment who should walk in, but Draco Malfoy [Coincidental, isn't it?]. He sauntered over with the same bored look
on his face and hugged Hermione from behind. She smiled at him. Misty glared
at Malfoy with a look that could kill.
"You look
familiar." He said out of nowhere.
"Your brother
dated my sister." She said shortly, apparently not wanting to say any more than
necessary to Malfoy.
"Oh yes,
Alicia Silverlight, correct?"
"Yes."
"I remember
now. He talked about her a lot. Right before he went out with another girl,
that is!" Malfoy broke into an annoyingly high-pitched laugh.
"So, she was
right. He WAS cheating on her." Misty
looked as if she was ready to beat Malfoy up. She growled under her breath and
turned to Harry.
"So Harry,
what's it like being famous?"
"Actually,
it's kind of annoying. People are
always staring at my forehead and wanting to get my autograph."
"That must
suck."
Harry smiled. "Actually,
it does. You're the first person who
hasn't been gaping at my scar."
"You're
welcome. Are they gonna get much more
lovey-dovey?" she asked in a disgusted tone. Hermione and Malfoy had begun kissing.
"Hopefully
not, why?"
"If they do, I
will be forced to hurl all over them."
"Hey guys,
break it up. Or at least find a private
compartment. Wait, wait don't do that!" Ron sputtered when he saw the playful
look in Hermione's eye.
"Thanks, Ron."
She smiled gratefully. "Malfoy, I have something to say to you. Be sure to tell your brother this as well.
When my sister found out that he was cheating on her she went off the deep
end. She stopped eating, stopped sleeping,
almost committed suicide one night because of an overdose of medicine. When that didn't work, she would lay in bed
for long periods of time sometimes yelling...what was his name again, your
brother?"
"His name is
Lancelot." Returned Malfoy coldly.
"Yes, I
remember. Well, she would lay in bed
for long periods of time, occasionally yelling Lancelot and then bursting out
into tears. Do that to Hermione and I
swear, your wand will be up your-'' the fat lady with the sweet cart walked in
then. Misty turned to her. "Two boxes
of chocolate frogs, please." She paid
for the candy and sat down with it, still glaring at Malfoy. He bid Hermione good-bye and went off to
join his other Slytherin friends.
"Honestly,
Hermione, I don't know what you see in him." She said icily when Malfoy was out
of earshot. She savagely bit the head
off a chocolate frog and removed the card. "Anyone want the card? It's
Agrippa."
Ron accepted
the card.
"There's one more question I want
to ask you, Harry."
"What is it?"
"Are you going
out with anyone?"
"Actually, I'm
going out with Cho Chang."
"Oh, the
Ravenclaw girl. Well,
congratulations. I still say you and
Hermione would make the best couple. But whatever, it's not my decision." She
checked her watch. "We'd better get into our robes. The train will be at Hogwarts pretty soon." Hermione nodded and
removed her trunk from under her seat and Misty followed suit. Harry and Ron left to do the same. A few minutes later, both girls were decked
out in black Hogwarts robes and black, pointed hats.
"So, what
color's your dress robe?" Hermione asked.
"Silver,
what's yours?"
"It's a shade
of blue. Kind of powder-blue, but not
exactly."
"Cool." The
train whistled. Hermione looked out the
window to see the Hogwarts castle looming in the distance. "We're almost there. I can see the castle." A few minutes later, the train stopped and
the students exited. Little by little,
they all made their way to the Great Hall where the annual sorting was to take
place. The older students sat down at
their house tables and waited respectfully. [A/N-I don't feel like going
through the sorting, so I'm going to skip to the feast. Hope no one minds!]
[Later,
at the feast Misty's P.O.V. now]
There was a
lot of talking that night, mainly from the older students. The new first years were either stuffing
their faces or too nervous to talk. Hermione and Malfoy kept shooting little lovey-dovey glances at each
other, as did Cho and Harry. Misty
avoided looking so she wouldn't hurl all over the feast. She turned to Ron who was feeling the same
way she was about all the lovey-dovey stuff.
"So, Ron, do
you have any brothers or sisters?"
"I have
six. Bill, Charlie and Percy have all
left already, Fred and George are in their last year, and Ginny's in her 4th
year."
"It must be
really hard having so many brothers. I
mean, everyone expects you to just as good, right?"
"Yeah, I mean
my marks are okay, but you know."
"Mm-hm. My sister was Head Girl with some other guy
I can't remember right now. But I
really for sorry for Ginny. She's got
to uphold the family honor after having 6 brothers do just as good, if not
better."
Ron nodded. "Percy's
all about rules, and it really sucked last year when he was Head Boy." His
voice went to a sudden whisper. "Don't tell him I told you this, but in his
last two years, he had a girlfriend."
"So-''
"Ssh!"
"Sorry, so
what if he has a girlfriend?"
"It's not
that. His girlfriend wasn't a
Gryffindor."
"Oooh. How did you find out?"
"Ginny
accidentally walked in on them when she got lost a couple times in her first
year. His girlfriend was Penelope
Clearwater of the Ravenclaw house."
"Cool. Forbidden love. I like it. What are Fred
and George like?"
"They're real
pranksters. Ever been in Filch's
office?"
Argus Filch
was the caretaker at Hogwarts.
"No, why?"
they were talking in normal voices again.
"They have an
entire drawer of reports all to themselves. But they still get really good marks and everyone thinks they're pretty
funny."
"Neat. So, any word of who our Defense Against The
Dark Arts teacher is this year?"
They had had 4
Dark Arts teachers, none of which had lasted more than a year. The first one, Professor Quirrel, was a
thief, Professor Lockhart was a stuck up snob, Professor Lupin had been their
only decent teacher it turned out, however, that he was a werewolf. Last year, there was Professor Moody. He had been a pretty good teacher, but it
turned out that it wasn't even him teaching.
"I heard
something about it being a woman."
"That'd be
cool. We need more woman teachers. There's only Trelawney, McGonagall, and
Sprout."
"True." Ron
agreed. "Not about needing more woman teachers, though."
"Very
funny. Now, we have to figure something
out."
"To what?"
"To get our lovebirds to stop staring at
each other! Much more of this and I
swear, I will hurl all over the table."
"I know the
feeling. Wonder what Dumbledore
wants..." Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, had just stood up
from his place at the head of the staff table.
"Hello. I would like to welcome you all back to
Hogwarts. Now that I have done that, a
few announcements. First off, the
house-elves working in the kitchen are not permitted butterbeer at any time for
any reason. Nextly, I would like to
introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Please join me in welcoming Professor Alicia
Silverlight!" The hall erupted in applause. A young, strong-looking girl stood up. She looked a lot like Misty except for the fact that she wore glasses
and had eyes that were chestnut rather than blue.
"That's my
sister!" she whispered to Ron.
"Finally, I am
sad to say that Professor Snape has asked to take a year off .["Yes, no more
Snape!" said Ron joyfully.] So, our new
Potions teacher is Mr. Lancelot Malfoy!" Malfoy smirked at this. Misty
almost choked on her pumpkin juice at hearing the announcement. A tall, blonde-haired, slim-faced, bored
looking young man stood up to the applause. Hermione noticed Alicia shooting dirty looks at Lancelot from her
position at the staff table.
"Talk about
coincidence." Muttered Misty. She shot
a smoldering look at Malfoy. He smirked
superiorly back at her. "I can't
believe this." She whispered to Ron. "How could they hire my sister AND his
brother for jobs at the same school?"
"I dunno."
Said Ron. "I hope your sister's a good teacher."
"She's pretty
cool. Plus, it really helps that she's
so close to our age. I remember before
she went into depression that Defense Against the Dark Arts was her best
subject and she always talked about becoming a teacher." She said. "But she
never said anything about Hogwarts... oh, well."
"Prefects,
please escort your houses to their towers directly after desert!" boomed
Dumbledore in closing. "And before I go, the next Hogsmeade visit is in two
weeks on a Saturday! Thank you!" There was a little more applause as
Dumbledore sat down.
Hogsmeade, if
you don't know, is a village that is like a sort of shopping center for wizards
and witches.
[Later
that night, in the Gryffindor common room]
That night, the four of them [Harry,
Ron, Hermione, and Misty] had a bit of a talk.
"Why would
Snape take a year off?" asked Harry.
"Who cares?"
said Ron happily.
"I care. At least Snape was partially fair. Think about it. Malfoy's brother. Do you
know how many points he'll take off if we put just one toe out of line?"
pointed out Misty.
"Partially
fair? Snape? Those three words don't work together." Said Ron. Professor Snape had taken points off them
for no reason, sometimes. Sometimes
even, for rules he made up on the spot.
"Alright,
maybe he wasn't fair. But I bet we
haven't even seen unfair until we've had Malfoy's brother for a couple
of classes."
Hermione spoke
up. "Let's give him a try. I'm willing
if you are."
"I agree with Hermione." Said Harry. "I
say we see what he's like. For all we
know, he could be a complete opposite of Malfoy."
"I agree with
Harry and Hermione." Said Misty after a bit of consideration. She looked at Ron. Ron looked as if he was in deep thought and finally said
something.
"Alright,
fine. But if he turns out to be a
sleeze like Snape, I'm gonna snap."
"Look, let's
get some sleep and worry about it later." Said Misty. The others agreed and they all went up to bed. On her way up the stairs, Misty felt eyes on
her back. She turned around just in
time to see Fred Weasley look away, embarrassed. She smiled at what that could mean and caught up with Hermione on
the stairs.
Chapter 2- The new teachers
The Gryffindors woke the next
morning to the aroma of bacon frying. At breakfast, Professor McGonagall passed out their new schedules. Misty skimmed down hers and was satisfied
until she saw one thing.
"Oh man," she
groaned. "On Thursdays we have double Potions with the Slytherins."
"We've always
had that." Pointed out Ron.
"True. At least it's not on a Friday. What electives are you taking?"
"What?"
"What courses
did you choose?"
"Divination
and Care of Magical Creatures."
"Me, too!"
After
breakfast, they all headed down to History of Magic. There, Professor Binns droned on and on while the students took
seemingly endless notes and got dates and names mixed up. Next, they headed to Defense Against the
Dark Arts. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and
Misty took seats in the front and waited for the lesson to begin.
"Good morning
everyone. My name is Professor
Silverlight. Don't try anything funny
in my class because I know the Imperious Curse and will not hesitate to use it
on you. Actually, I'm just kidding. I
just say that to make the students afraid of me. I don't give a lot of homework, cuz I know how much other
teachers give. Especially Malfoy. Watch out for him. Now, since this is the 5th year, I figured we could
start with learning how to defend yourself against more dark creatures like you
did with Professor Lupin. First, we'll start with this." She pointed to a
box. It opened and out crawled a
one-legged gremlin-like creature. "This
is a unileg. It may look harmless, but
watch this." She crept up behind it,
the unileg turned around and transformed into a ten-foot tall slobbering
monster with 7-inch-long fangs. "Expelliarmus Shortum!" bellowed
Professor Silverlight. The unileg
turned back to its small, harmless form.
"That, is the way you reverse a
unileg's mutation. Now, before I
forget, I have to take role." She skimmed through Professor Moody's list
checking everyone off. "Misty?" she looked down at her little sister. Misty smiled and waved.
"Hi, sis. Interesting class."
"Thanks,
anyway..." she finished taking role and continued the class. After about 30 more minutes, the bell
rang. The Gryffindors left their seats
and headed to Care of Magical Creatures with the Slytherins.
"You sister is
so cool, Misty!" exclaimed Ron on their way down.
"Thanks. I never knew she knew so much about dark
creatures. So, do you think we'll be
able to survive double Potions?" asked Misty.
"Definitely. We survived four years with Snape." Said
Harry.
"We're here."
Said Hermione, scanning the crowd for Malfoy. She found him and headed down to him. Harry, Ron and Misty walked down to where Hagrid was standing, waiting
for everyone to arrive.
"Hi, Hagrid!"
"Hiya Harry,
hey Ron! Who's this?" he said, looking
down at Misty.
"I'm Misty
Silverlight. Professor Silverlight's
sister."
"Well, hey
there. Where's Hermione?" asked Hagrid,
looking around.
Misty snorted.
"Over there, getting all lovey-dovey with Malfoy." She pointed to a group of
Slytherins. Hermione and Malfoy were
near the outside. Malfoy was doing that
thing where he would hug Hermione from behind. Hermione was smiling and getting ready to kiss him. Hagrid called the class to attention.
"Class,
CLASS! Quiet down, quiet down. Now, as fif' yers' ye'll get to take care of
an actual magical creature. Yeh can
choose from baby unicorns, blast ended skerwts, or nifflers." [That's their
name, right?]
At the mention
of blast ended skerwts, the entire class shuddered. In their fourth year, they had had to take care of blast ended
skerwts most of the year. Most of the
class picked baby unicorns. A few of
them, however, wanted nifflers because of their usefulness. Misty asked for a baby unicorn as did
Hermione. Ron and Harry opted for
nifflers.
[Thursday,
before Potions {BTW-I hope no one minds all my time jumps}]
The Gryffindors and Slytherins waited
outside for Malfoy's brother to appear. The usual activity was going on. Slytherins were snickering at Gryffindors and Hermione and Malfoy were
doing the lovey-dovey thing. Suddenly,
the door opened.
"Enter." A
voice came from within. The students
nervously filed in. The room was
empty. Harry, Ron, and Misty took seats
in the very back of the dungeon. Hermione went and sat with Malfoy. Suddenly, the same man they had seen at the feast apparated right in
front of them. He spoke, with a voice
exactly the same as Malfoy's.
"Good
afternoon, students. I am Professor
Malfoy. Try any funny business in my
class and you'll regret it. Now, to
take roll." He skimmed down Snape's
list. "Silverlight?" He looked over to
Misty.
"Yes. Alicia's sister." She said coolly.
"How IS she?"
"Well," began
Misty icily. "After she got over you cheating on her, she's fine. Actually, she's the Defense Against the Dark
Arts teacher here."
"Yes, I remember. One point from Gryffindor for talking in
that tone to me." Misty almost spoke out, but didn't for fear of losing
Gryffindor more points. "Now, today, you will all be making pimple zapping
potions." He continued. He turned and
began writing the ingredients on the blackboard.
"That is so
unfair!" she whispered to Harry and Ron. "I was only telling the truth."
"This is just
as bad as Snape." Whispered Ron. Malfoy
finished writing the Potion ingredients on the board and the class set to
work. In the end, Neville Longbottom
had successfully melted his seventh cauldron into an undistinguishable blob of
iron. Misty's potion was just a little
too watery and because of that, Gryffindor lost another two points and ten more
because of Neville's cauldron mishap. By the time Potions was over, everyone was ready to leave. Everyone that is, except Hermione. She had to say a "proper good-bye" to
Malfoy. Which, in her terms, meant a
long kiss that would have lasted much longer had Ron not pulled them apart
after about five minutes.
Chapter 3- Ron's
disappointment
The
Gryffindors were in Transfiguration when Professor McGonagall made an
announcement.
"As you may
remember, the annual Yule Ball is approaching. As always, dress robes will be worn [Ron made a face. His dress robe was
maroon]. I suggest you all find
yourselves partners very soon."
The class
headed back to the common room, almost all of them talking about who they were
going to invite, or what they were going to wear with their dress robes. Misty noticed that Ron wasn't in on the
conversation. In fact, he wasn't even
talking at all.
"What's wrong,
Ron?" she asked. "Down about the Yule Ball?"
"It's not the
Yule Ball," Ron confessed. "It's my dress robe."
"Can I see it
when we get back to the common room?"
"If you want,
but you'll regret it."
When the
Gryffindors arrived back at the common room Ron walked up to his dormitory to
get his dress robe. While he was up
there, Fred and George approached Misty.
"What's with
Ron?" asked Fred.
"Something
about his dress robe. He's really down
about it."
George
snickered. "It's probably the color. Our mom made all our dress robes, and poor Ron got stuck with
maroon. He really hates maroon."
"Hmm. Do you guys know any spells to change the color
of things?"
Fred thought a
minute. "No, but you could try asking Hermione. She's like a book of spells that can walk and talk. By the way, would you like to go to the Yule
Ball with me?"
"What? I
mean, I'm a fifth year."
"So? You seem
nice enough."
"Thanks. I'd love to."
"Before I forget, would you like to buy a Canary Cream?"
"No thanks, I
saw what happened last year when Neville ate one of those. How much are you charging for those again?"
"One galleon
each."
"One galleon?
God, you guys are expensive. Thanks for
the advice, though." With that, Misty hurried off to find Hermione, who was at
the library.
"Hermione? Can I ask you something?"
"Sure, what is
it?"
"Do you know
any spells about changing colors?"
"Why?"
"I want to fix
Ron's dress robe for him. It's maroon
and he's totally miserable because of it."
"Well, let me
think...there is one I know of. What
you do, you point your wand at whatever you want to change the color of, and
then you yell Changum Coloro and then whatever color you want. Here, try it out on this." Hermione held up
her bag. "I hate brown anyway."
"Ok, what
color do you want it?"
"How about
gold."
"Ok. Changum
Coloro Gold!" Yelled Misty. Hermione's bag went from a brown to a
sparkling gold.
"Thanks." Hermione
said brightly.
"No, thank
you." With those last words, Misty headed back to the Gryffindor common room.
Ron was sulking in an armchair, a maroon-colored bulge under his arm. "Hey,
Ron. Sorry I wasn't here before. Let's see your robe."
"Ok." Ron held
up a maroon robe. It looked ok, except
for the lace edges.
"Hmm. Alright, what color do you wish this would
be?"
"Well, I wish
I could just cut it up. But I think I would like it if it was gray."
"Okay. Hold up your robe." Ron obliged. "Changum
Coloro Gray!" yelled Misty. Ron's
robe instantly went from maroon to a nice, pale gray. Ron was overjoyed.
"Thanks!" he
said happily. "While I'm thinking about it, would you like to go to the Yule
Ball with me?"
"I'm sorry, Ron,
but your brother Fred already asked me."
"Fred?"
"Hey, I was as
surprised as you."
Ron looked a
little disappointed. Misty apologized
again and then went to work on some of her Potions homework. Professor Malfoy had assigned them a particularly
nasty essay. Explain, in a 2-foot essay, the origin of the sleeping potion
known as the Draught of Living Death. It
was due on Friday and it just so happened that tomorrow was Thursday
Chapter 4- The yule
Ball
Misty awoke on the day of the Yule
Ball [Christmas] in a great mood. She
got out of bed and there was a pile of presents by the side of her bed. Hermione woke a few minutes later, as did
the rest of the girls. They all began opening their presents. Misty received a box of Bertie Bott's Every
Flavor Beans from Hermione, a ruby ring from her parents, a gold necklace from
her grandmother, a box of chocolate frogs from Ron, a book about famous female
sorcerers from her sister, three wizard crackers from Harry, a charm bracelet
from Fred, and a pair of earrings that were shaped like wands that sent off
little sparks when she moved fast enough from her aunt. She dressed, put on all her new jewelry, and
went downstairs for breakfast. After
breakfast, she and Ron played wizard chess and then got involved in a furious
snowball fight with his brothers. After
dinner, around seven, Misty headed up to get ready for the Yule Ball. Hermione was up there, fixing her hair.
"I'm so
excited!" she exclaimed when Misty entered the room. "Do you think they'll play
any slow songs?"
"I hope
so. It would be so nice."
"And
romantic. Do you have any pink blush?"
"Yeah, do you
need some?"
"Yes, I just
ran out."
"Here ya go."
She said, handing Hermione the blush. "Hermione, I've got a theory."
"What's that?"
"I-'' she
almost said 'I think Malfoy's cheating on you.' She had seen Malfoy, or at
least she thought it was Malfoy, kissing Pansy Parkinson on her way to
breakfast that morning.
"You what?"
Misty shook
her head. "I think Fred likes me."
"What gave you
that idea?"
"Well, for one
thing, he invited me to the Yule Ball. Also, he gave me this charm bracelet." She held up the bracelet. It was
silver and had a wand, a canary, and sparks on it for charms. "And, remember
our first night?"
"yeah."
"Well, when we
were going upstairs, I think he was watching me."
"Oh, about the
bracelet. It's really pretty. Is that a
canary?" asked Hermione.
"Yeah. You know, canary creams?"
"Oh yeah,
here's your blush."
"So, what do
you think?"
"I think that
you should wait and see. See how he
acts when you show up all dressed up, also during a slow dance. Especially during a slow dance."
"Alright,
thanks." The girls spent the rest of
the time getting ready and talking happily. At five until eight, they headed down to the door outside the Great
Hall. Hermione was wearing her dress
robe, had fixed her hair sort of bun with a ponytail looping out of it, and was
wearing pink blush, red lipstick, light blue eye shadow, and a gold necklace
with a little heart on the end. Her
shoes were black 2-inch heels. Misty
was wearing her dress robe [of course], all the new jewelry she had gotten, and
make-up. Her hair had been brushed a
lot more than normal, and she had sprayed it so it had a sort of silver accent
to it. Her shoes were silver heels that
matched her robe and hair perfectly.
Fred and Malfoy approached,
glaring at each other sideways, saw the two girls and looked totally
amazed. Malfoy was totally
speechless. Fred however, walked up to
Misty.
"Wow. You look great." He said.
"Thanks, shall
we?" she smiled and took his arm. They
headed into the Great Hall, which was elaborately decorated for Christmas,
Malfoy and Hermione were following close behind. There was no music playing there was, however, a muggle dj,
getting ready to start playing muggle music. He looked a little confused, but relieved since all his gear was there
with him. They sat down at a table with
Harry, Cho, Ron and Pavarti Patil. They
talked for a while, then music came on. They departed to the dance floor. A few fast songs were played, then, while they were all resting, the dj
announced the next song.
"Alright all
you wizarding guys and gals, it's time to slow things down a little with 98
degrees." Fred stood up, his hand held
out.
"May I have this dance?"
"Of course."
Said Misty, smiling. They headed onto
the dance floor and the song began to play.
My Everything by
98 Degrees
The loneliness of
nights alone
The search for
strength to carry on
My every hope had
seemed to die
My eyes had no
more tears to cry
Then like the sun
shined from up above
You surrounded me
with your endless love
And all the things
I couldn't see,
Are now so clear
to me
You are my
everything
Nothing your love
won't bring
My life is yours
alone
The only love I've
ever known
Your spirit pulls
me through
When nothing else
will do
Every night I pray
on bended knee
That you will
always be
My everything
Now all my hopes
and all my dreams
Are suddenly
reality
You've opened up
my heart to feel
The kind of love
that's truly real
A guiding light
that'll never fade
There's not a
thing in life that I would ever trade
For the love you
give and won't let go
I hope you'll
always know,
You are my
everything
Nothing your love
won't bring
My life is yours
alone
The only love I've
ever known
Your spirit pulls
me through
When nothing else
will do
Every night I pray
on bended knee
That you will
always be
My everything
You're the breath
of life in me
The only one that
sets me free
And you have made
my soul complete for all time
For all time
For all time
You are my
everything
Nothing your love
won't bring
My life is your s
alone
The only love I've
ever known
Your spirit pulls
me through
When nothing else
will do
Every night I pray
on bended knee
That you will
always be
My everything
You are my
everything
Nothing your love
won't bring
My life is yours
alone
The only love I've
ever known
Your spirit pulls
me through
When nothing else
will do
Every night I pray
on bended knee
That you will
always be
My everything
Oh, my everything.
The song ended and a fast one
came on. Everyone else began dancing
fast, though Fred and Misty were still slow dancing. It felt so perfect. Their
two bodies so close together, sharing the moment. Misty's head was resting on Fred's shoulder. He tapped her gently and she looked up into
his blue eyes [he has blue eyes, right? If I'm wrong, please say so].
"Yes?" she
whispered.
Rather than
answer her, he leaned in and kissed her in a simple act of love. Misty was a little shocked at first, but
began to accept the kiss, closing her eyes and kissing him back. [A/N-I just
ran out of Nerds so there'll be a lot less jokes until I find more candy. HELP MEEEEE!!!]They broke the kiss a few
minutes later.
"I'm sorry. I-I don't know what came over me."
"It's okay
Fred. I actually kind of enjoyed
that. Now I have one question for you?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you like
me or something?"
Fred took a
deep breath. "Alright, I give. I like
you. A lot. Might even call it love. I know it seems a little weird, considering that we've only known each
other since the start of this year, but...you know."
"Of course I
do. Hey, do you mind if we sit down a
little while? These heels are killing
me."
He smiled.
"Sure." They headed back to their
original table. Ron and Pavarti were
there, but no one else was.
"Hey guys."
Misty said happily. "How's your night been?"
"Great,
actually." Answered Ron. Pavarti smiled
at him. "You?"
"Perfect. Can you excuse me a minute, I have to go to
the bathroom." As there was no bathroom
in the Great Hall, Misty headed back to Gryffindor common room. It was deserted and she headed up to the
bathroom. While she was up there, she
thought she heard someone breathing. It
turned out to be the wind. She headed
back to the Great Hall and got involved in a furious argument with George
Weasley over the price of their Canary Creams. Later on, after they had made up and were friends again, Misty went to
get some punch. On her way back, she
saw Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson. It
wouldn't have been so bad if they were talking, except they weren't. They were kissing. She strode angrily over to Malfoy.
"What the heck
are you doing?"
"Are you
talking to me?"
"No, I'm
talking to the wall. What do you
think? Why are you doing this? What happened to Hermione?"
Malfoy was caught off guard. He stood, speechless. Suddenly, Hermione walked up.
"What are you
doing Malfoy?" she asked angrily.
"I am merely
kissing my girlfriend."
"Hello, I'm your girlfriend! I'm right here and you sure aint kissing
me!" Hermione was really mad now. "You're breaking up with me, aren't you?"
"You could say
that." Hermione gasped as if she'd been
slapped. Tears filled her eyes and she hurried out of the room.
"You bastard!"
exclaimed Misty. She was angrier than
ever. When Malfoy showed no reaction, that was the final straw. Misty strode even closer and kicked Malfoy
right in the nuts. She left Malfoy
moaning on the floor in pain. "Let that
teach you what happens when you mess with my friends." With that, she turned
and strode back to the table, majorly pissed.
"What's
wrong?" asked Fred when he saw her face.
"It's Malfoy."
She started. "He was cheating on Hermione and I found out. I was arguing with him and Hermione came
up. So she found out and now I feel
really guilty. That guy is such a
bastard." Misty buried her face in her
hands and took a couple of deep breaths. She looked up again. "Hermione's probably crying back in Gryffindor
tower. Will you excuse me?" She got up and headed to Gryffindor
tower. She went upstairs to her
dormitory and pulled back the curtain of Hermione's four-poster.
"Hermione? Are you okay?" Hermione sat up.
"No, I'm
not. I mean, how would you feel if you
just found out that your boyfriend was cheating on you when he'd probably been
doing it for months now?"
"I
understand."
"No you don't
you've got the perfect boyfriend!"
"Actually,
this has happened to me before. I know
how you feel. It's okay."
"Thanks."
Hermione sniffled a little more.
"I just feel
really guilty that you found out the way you did."
"It's not your
fault. I'm glad I found out when I did,
actually."
"Okay,
thanks."
"You're
welcome."
"Wanna go back
down to the Yule Ball?" asked Misty tentatively.
"Sure, what
the heck."
Hermione blew
her nose, brushed her hair a little more and both girls headed back down to the
Gryffindor common room. Just before
they were about to leave, who should enter but Harry. Ron was right behind him.
"It's not your
fault, Harry!" Ron kept repeating. Harry seemed not to hear as he went up to his dormitory.
"What's wrong,
Ron? Did something happen with Cho and
Harry?" asked Hermione.
"Yeah,
actually. She broke up with him."
"Hermione, go
on back to the ball. Tell Fred I'll be
there in a few minutes." Misty looked back to Ron. "Are you serious?"
"Yup. Harry won't tell me why, though. Why is it such a big deal to you?"
"Because,"
started Misty. "Malfoy just left Hermione."
To be continued…
A/N-This is just payback to all of you who left really good
fics at cliffhangers!
A/N-Not only that I ran out of candy [AUGH!] and ideas.