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Chapter 4: Pleasant Dinners and Balls
The next few days went by with no troubles, but I knew today would be different. In the mail I had received an invitation to Pansy's birthday ball. I didn't really want to go, but everyone would be there and I had to keep up appearances. She would also have to go. That was the problem. Yes they had been getting along, but how would she react to having to go to a party where she everyone hates her.
What am I going to tell her? Just bring it up at dinner, or write to her again? She's been happy with me lately. No rude comments, and she has seemed sincere when she smiles. Not like before when they were laced with hate.
I decided to just let it come out at dinner. I contemplated the best way to spill it. First, I had to tell her about dinner. I walked to the library knowing that's where she'd
be.
He opened the big doors, and low and behold, there she was. "Umm, Hermione, would you like to have a nice dinner with me tonight?" I felt nervous asking her. What if she said no and locked herself in her room again?
"Well, as long as you don't kiss me again, I don't see a problem with it. Should I dress nicely or will my appearance not matter?" She actually smiled and seemed genuine. Maybe she does like me.
"It doesn't matter. Tonight it will only be you and me. And i can't promise you anything, but if you don't want me to kiss you, then don't dress too sexy. If you do, I may not be able to stop," I smirked as I walked out the door. I watched her roll her eyes as I shut the door.
One down, one to go. She took the dinner well, and seems happy to spend the evening with me. But the second request may not win her over so well. Pansy knows I'll be bringing her. But, Pansy also doesn't know why I have her. She thinks I'm torturing her to hell.
I decided to take a nap. I still had a few hours before dinner. So, why not?
I woke up five minutes before dinner, brushed my hair, and was sitting in my usual seat before the allotted time was up. Hermione showed up shortly after. She looked beautiful. I know she had spent time readying herself. She had changed from her tracksuit into one of the long green dresses hanging in her closet. The dress was form fitting with silver sequins lining the v-neck. It showed a conservative amount of cleavage. Not too dressy, but just dressy enough. Her hair was in a simple messy bun with two curls around her face.
Holy shit. All this for me. I wanted to jump her right there. I don't know what stopped me, but I decided to just sit there. It took all the self control I possessed.
"Hermione, you look stunning. Did you just do this all for me?" Well of course, who else you fucking idiot. Your the only one here. Well, so much for not making a fool out of myself.
"Yes, I did. You have shown me kindness and you have let me have my space the last couple of days. Plus, you deserved something for showing me the library. I know why I am here, and you have proved you don't' want to hurt me. I don't fully understand it, but maybe I will someday. Until then, i will be nice and try to accept you as maybe a friend." With that, she sat down and waited for the food.
Hmm.. so she wants kindness and her space. I can do that for while longer. Maybe she will accept me as more if I comply with her wishes.
Dinner went without a hitch. Hermione stood up, and was about to leave when i choose to drop the bomb.
"Hermione, there is something I must inform you of. Next week, we are expected to go to Pansy's birthday ball. I know you more than likely don't want to go, but your presence was requested also."
