Hermione Jane Granger loved dances because she was a person who loved to dance,
but this was too much for her...
Way too much...
"Hermione help me now!"
"Hermione does this dress look good on me?"
"How about this bunny outfit?"
"Oh my warlocks.. its too tight Hermione!"
"Hermione how about these shoes? "
"Ew... it's too frilly."
"Hermione which outfit, this or this?"
"What colored shoes?"
"Is the necklace too much?"
And for the last seven hours Hermione Jane Granger sat there listening to Ginny and Lavender going on and on about which shoes or which top or even which necklace went good.
Bloody Hell it really didn't matter to her because no matter what they put on, in her opinion they looked pretty in what ever outfit they chose. So she really didn't see what the problem was. The whole time they never really even listened to her opinion and they were the ones who dragged her down here to try help them…
Sometimes she wondered if God too got tired of everyone's complaining...
Sigh…This was why her two best friends were boys, girls were too hectic but what could she do, Ginny was one of her closest female companions that were left after the war and Lavender? Well she was just here and currently going out with her back-stabbing best buddy, Ron.
Anyways… it was getting really annoying after SEVEN FREAKING HOURS of listening to the two ramble on about different outfits. They already changed into forty different outfits, and Hermione walked the clock tick away with boredom embedded in her face.
Knowing that she had to hurry up and get ready too, Hermione had to do something.
The way Ginny and Lavender were going at it, they still needed another forty hours or so…for them to finish. Having enough of their nonsense, Hermione got up from her seat with annoyance.
"GINNY, LAVENDER!" both Ginny and Lavender looked up at Hermione surprised.
"What is it Hermione… can't you see that we are busy?" Lavender snapped at Hermione for being interrupted.
Beyond irritated now, Hermione glared at them, ready to hex them flying to Africa.
"Then why do you need me here for !?" huffed Hermione un-lady like.
"I've been watching you two for the last ten hours, trying to help you two get ready but you two obviously do NOT need my help, so I'm leaving, NOW!!"
Hermione slammed the door on them leaving them both with guilty hearts, but not having the time to chase after her, they proceeded their little mission to find the perfect outfit for the Halloween Dance.
Time was ticking away.
Finally getting some peace and quiet around her life, Hermione plopped down on her down feathered bed, snuggling into her mountains of pillows.
Crookshanks meowed, purring into her arms. "Crookshanks, I seriously do not understand girls and I'm a girl, why is that boy?."
Sighing Hermione scratched him behind the ears," Being a cat must be so easy, all you have to do you big fluff ball is eat, sleep, and eat." with a soft giggle, Hermione closed her eyes to get some needed rest before she started getting ready.
After half an hour of getting some sleep, Hermione had to hurry up or else she wasn't going to get ready in time to meet up with Harry, Ron, Ginny, and that little stinking Lavender.
She wasted her whole day listening to Ginny and Lavender doing absolutely nothing and that was a serious waste of time, she could have finished her Advanced Potions Essay, but aww well. What's done is done.
Wanting a nice hot shower, Hermione grabbed her towel and under garments, not noticing the bag of jelly beans falling to the floor. But someone else did... immediately when Crookshanks saw the jelly beans land on the floor, he lazily went on top of it and let out a content purr as he rolled around it crushing the jelly beans.
He really was a mysterious cat.
Turning the water to scorching hot, she waited for the cold water to run out.
Leaning down on the counter Hermione looked into the mirror. Seeing her own image in the mirror, a look of loneliness and pain flashed through her warm but cold eyes. But being Hermione Granger the princess of Gryffindor, she shoved those petty feelings aside and stood strong with optimism and strength.
Once the small bathroom filled with steam, Hermione got undressed and got into the shower. The hot scorching water soothing her tired and aching muscles and she started to pray for a better day.
After finishing her relaxing shower, Hermione walked out with a refreshed mind and a new heart to start off the already wasted day.
Finally finished getting ready in the last two hours she had left, Hermione Jane Granger was ready to leave. But before she did, she had to say good bye to her little furry friend, Crookshanks.
"Crookshanks be good while I'm gone and don't make a mess in here either.." giving him a warning glance. "Oh if Dobby drops by, please don't attack him. He really likes you baby… well give me a hug and I'm off!" and Hermione Granger lifted Crookshanks off the floor receiving a nasty meow in return, surprising Hermione.
At once Hermione saw the bag of jelly beans and the letter on the floor, she now knew why Crookshanks was in such a nasty mood.
He was hiding something from her. ( Duhh..)
"Crookshanks…" giving him an annoyed glare but he was already off in his other world where there were mountains of cat nips and tasty kitty treats.
Hermione didn't know what to do with that cat sometimes. He was always making trouble and never ever listening to a thing she said. But now she had bigger problems, suspiciously Hermione looked at the bag of jelly beans.
Who could have given them to her? What if it was cursed? She knew the only person that was in her room was Ginny and that was ages ago. Deciding to read the letter first, to try find out who it was from, Hermione reached for the letter.
Good Morning Granger,
Had a good night?
Well today is the Halloween Dance and I was wondering if you could save me a dance.
After all… I did get you safely into your room last night didn't I?
I'll be looking for you Granger.
Yours Truely...
P.S. Enjoy the bag of jelly beans,
It has strawberry passion punch in it but becareful of the booger wax flavor...
its very awful…
I think I ate one earlier..
Was this some kind of a joke? Who the hell was Mr. Jelly Beans anyways… and whoever it was, wasn't making any sense. How was she supposed to find him with the name Mr. Jelly Beans? What kind of NAME was MR JELLY BEANS? Not knowing what to do, Hermione just grabbed the bag full of assorted jelly beans and left her room to look for Harry and Ron.
Within minutes Hermione was going down the stairs toward the common rooms. Hopfully she wasn't late...
"Hermione??"
"Wow….. Hermione Granger is that you?"
"…"
"Hermione!!"
All four heads of Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Lavender turned towards her as she entered the common rooms.
They were all seated next to the fire place waiting for their little Gryffindor bookworm Hermione Granger when she popped out of no where.. in her little outfit. (Wink Wink...)
Feeling a bit nervous Hermione looked side to side looking for a sign of approval, but instead she was met with a red faced Ron Weasley whose face almost matched his hair quite nicely.
"Hermione Granger you are NOT going out like.." but Ron was rudely cut off by Ginny.
"Wow. Hermione you're looking HOT!!" with a cheeky smile Ginny ran up to her and gave her a loving and a I'm really sorry about earlier hug. "Hermione, earlier I am very sorry. I didn't know how absurd I was being.. but you must understand!! Right?" and with a gleaming smile Ginny looked up at Hermione hoping for a speck of forgiveness. Not knowing what else to do Hermione smiled back at Ginny. "Of course I understand Ginny, today was a hectic morning.. Besides earlier, I think I saw Romilda Vane hit poor Neville on the head with her ten inch heels." With that everyone gave a laugh except for Ron, who was sulking in the corner, for no apparent reason… ( yea right.. ) After their little chit chat, Lavender too walked up to her and gave her a 'I'm sorry' hug.
And they were off toward the ball room. But no body noticed Lavender hold on extra tight to Ron while giving him the evil glare. " Stay away from her or else your going to get it Ron Weasley…" Lavender quietly whispered into his ears and Ron quickly looked away from Hermione and kept walking trying to give his date the most forced smile in his whole life as a Weasley.
By the time they got there... the hallways were crowded beyond belief, everyone were in skimpy little outfits and many people were masked since this was a Halloween Dance.
Within minutes, Hermione lost her friends in the crowd, since everyone was pushing and shoving, trying to get into the room first. "Hermione is that you?" hollered Luna all the way up front and by the looks of it, Luna was out of breath.
Glad to find a familiar face, Hermione shoved some first years and second years out of the way to try to get to Luna before she lost sight of her too.
Everyone were wearing their damned masks that it was hard to tell who was who.
"Luna, thank goodness I found you. It is way too crowded…" huffed Hermione.
"I know, I wonder if they have pudding..." and Luna was gone with her half glazed eyes.
Finally after a couple more minutes of waiting and looking, Hermione was now in the ballroom with Luna where it was a lot more roomier. There seemed to be a lot mores students here today than any other dances, because Dumbledore decided to let other schools come to their dance for unification. Not able to find any one she wanted to see, Hermione decided to sit down in the nearest table available.
"Luna lets go sit…" but Luna was already gone leaving Hermione all alone once more.
Feeling truly alone, Hermione sat down on the red plushy chair letting out a frustrating sigh. She knew she looked alright tonight but why was she was all alone...
How pathetic was she, but she had to get over it. She was here and she had to make the best of it, didn't she? Forcing a radiant smile on her face, Hermione shoved her chair aside and stood up, ready to make the night worthwhile. Not noticing the hungry looks she was receiving from her fellow male body and many of them were getting hit in the head with their date's heels.
The music was alright, the Twickley Witches were playing and she was ready to dance!! Okay she was ready to DANCE!! but no body was dancing with HER! great...
They were all tied down to their dates by the looks of it and she couldn't even find her friends. Feeling defeated Hermione was ready to walk back to her little table, but someone grabbed her arm and pulled her into the dance floor. Surprised beyond surprised, Hermione looked up at the stranger, but his face was covered with a charming black mask, which contrasted well with his silvery blonde hair.
He was dressed in a dark pitch black pixie outfit, which he surprisingly pulled off very well, almost looking like Peter Pan from the muggle fiction novels.
Giving her a gentle smile he pulled her closer . "Hello miss, would you like to do the honor of dancing with me?" the stranger whispered into her ears giving her another soft smile.
For some reasons butterflies were flying around in her stomach but now was not the time to feel butterflies.
"Who do you think you are?! What do you mean would I like a dance!! You're already dancing with me aren't you?…!" Hermione hissed at him... but that butterfly feeling wouldn't leave her stomach...
with a another charming smile the stranger twirled her around in his arms once more.
Feeling a bit dizzy from all the spins, Hermione held onto his chest harder. But he just gave her a humorous gaze and smiled down at her.
"But my little muffin, you were looking so scrumptious and alone.. I thought you'd enjoy this.. little surprise by yours truly." said the stranger with a hint of sarcasm and humor.
At a loss of words once more. Hermione just looked at him with a defiant glare but continued to let him lead her with the dance. She had nothing better to do right?
"Well, since we are dancing together, I guess we could... but should I not know who you are at least? What's your name Mr. Peter Pan?" waiting for a response Hermione looked up to try get a better picture of his face, but the mask wouldn't let her.
"You already guessed it right, I am Peter Pan."
Giving him a skeptical look, she laughed. "Are you trying to be funny with me, Mr. Peter Pan?" but the song ended and soon the Twickley Witches were to leave the stage and the Reapers Creepers were to play soon.
Quickly pulling Hermione closer than before to his chest, he whispered gently into her ear, "But I guess I could give you little hint..."
With those words her heart beat faster and harder for some unknown reason.
"My little french maid… I am your Mr. Jelly Beans and by the way thanks for the dance." And he gave her one last brain gushing twirl. Left in the middle of the dance floor leaving her heart fluttering..
Once his words seeped into her presently for now nonexistent brain, she didn't know what was going on anymore.
Realizing that her mystery man just ditched her, Hermione snapped out of her daze and searched for this boy or man.
Hermione looked from her right to her left trying to catch a glimpse of him, but it was as if he just vanished into thin air.
Then right on que something or someone came and pulled her aside holding onto her tight.
"Hermione where have you been?" Ginny half yelled through the ear deafing music.
"Oh.. hey Ginny…" muttered Hermione not really interested in talking to them right now...
But with a giggle, Ginny and Ron pulled her away from the dance floor to the tables where everyone else were at, not noticing all the emotions and questions running through Hermione's head at the moment.
Hermione shook her head, pushing away all questions into a far corner in her brian, besides she didn't even know who he was and she did not go for the whole mysterious stalker types. They later turned out to be freaks, besides how did she know if this was some sick joke or something.
She shouldn't be getting all flustered because of some unknown stranger, she didn't know anything about this man, except that he liked jelly beans?
She is Hermione Granger, she wasn't the type of girl who went after boys who she didn't know, she didn't even go after guys she did know... but she still couldn't push away the curiousity of who he was... and the night wasn't even half finished. Who was he?
"So Hermione who was the guy you were dancing with earlier?" eagerly Lavender jumped at Hermione the first chance she got. The sooner Hermione got a man, the better it was for her, but the only answer she got was a soft mutter and a blush.
" Mr. Jelly Beans...?"
Everyone just looked at her funny, thinking their little Hermione had a little too much punch, but Hermione didn't care because whoever that man was, he left her heart beating faster than ever.
Somewhere not so far away, more like a couple seats down, sat a boy with silvery blonde hair with his best mate, Blaise Zambini and the rest of their little crew.
They were all laughing with their dates talking about absolute rubbish.
"Draco, where were you the last ten minutes? Pansy was looking for you..." Blaise looked at Draco up and down giving him a suspicious glance.
"You just disappeared.. where were you?" But Draco avoided his gaze.
"None of your bloody business mate..." giving him a cold glare, warning Blaise to just leave it. "Anyways... whose after party are we going to crash tonight?" Draco quickly changed the subject but Blaise knew that sooner or later he would find out what was going on, he always did, but for now he would let it slide.
Besides, everyone had their little hidden skeletons didn't they?
AN: could you guys please review and tell me if i should continue with this story because im not sure anymore...