AN: I hope you guys liked my last chappie and I hope I don't disappoint you with this one! There is only one more chappie left...
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"Oh Draco," Hermione gasped, "They're beautiful!" She went up on her tiptoes and kissed my cheek. "Thank you, I love them!"
I wrapped her up in my arms and we gazed out at the setting sun. In winter, the sun always set so early. It was very romantic. We stared at the dusk and were startled when the old clock started chiming. "I have to go," Hermione whispered. I released her and she slowly trailed her hand across my forearm, getting further and further away from me. She waved one last time when she reached the top of the stairs. "I'll see you soon love," She said. I waved slowly back and she descended the stairs. I turned back around and gazed out at the stars. I was outside, gazing at the stars for a while before I got awaken from my daydreams by the chiming of bells. Was it seven o'clock already? I raced down the stairs and ran towards the dungeons. I said the password and bounded into the common room. I promptly raced to the bathroom and showered. I emerged out of the shower fifteen minutes later and quickly dried off before changing into my dress robes. Now for the difficult part...my hair!
In Gryffindor common room- The girl's dormitory
"Do you like it?" Hermione asked as she showed Ginny her dress.
"Like it?" Ginny gasped. "I love it!" She exclaimed, feeling the fabric. Hermione let out her pent up breath and sighed. "You are going to look great Hermione!" Ginny smiled.
"Me?! What about you? You look so pretty in your dress! Neville will be falling for you in no time!" Hermione said winking.
"Well, it's not him I had wanted to go with," Ginny sighed, looking at her feet.
"I know Gin," Hermione said, placing her hand on her friend's. "I'm sure Harry won't even be able to look at his date while you're there," Ginny smiled at that, which brought one onto Hermione's face.
"Okay, we only have two and a half more hours until the ball. We both have to shower, do our hair, make-up, obviously dress, nails and headache potion. Trust me for the last one, we'll both need it," Ginny grimaced. Hermione nodded in agreement and they both stood up from Hermione's bed. "I'll meet you back here in half an hour, alright?" Ginny asked.
"Half and hour! It takes that long for me to wash my hair!" Hermione exclaimed. Ginny took one look at Hermione's hair which was currently in a messy bun and nodded.
"Forty-five it is then," Ginny promptly turned on her heel, grabbed a towel and skipped out of the room. Hermione followed and grabbed her towel as well. She walked over to the lavatories and picked out a shower. With her new hair potion (Sleekeazy's Hair Potion), her hair was finally going to be manageable! What a relief that would be, even if it was only for one night. She turned the water on and got in when it was nice and warm. She heard Ginny humming a tune in the shower stall beside hers and smiled. This night was going to be one to remember…
Forty-five minutes and one Sleekeazy's Hair Potion bottle later…
"Okay, so for you Hermione, we're going to do a faint blush, with navy eyeliner, pale blue eyeshadow and pink lipstick. Is that alright with you?" Ginny asked her friend.
"If you think it will look nice. I do have a date to impress," Hermione said grinning.
"Of course! It will look great!" Ginny said. "I'm surprised that Harry and Ron agreed to your relationship with Malfoy so easily."
"Me too," She replied. "I think they finally realized how happy we were. And that they couldn't change that," Hermione said to the redhead.
"Maybe…" Ginny said thoughtfully.
"Well, whatever the reason, I'm glad they did," Hermione said.
"Me too. For your sake that is," Ginny said. She was about to apply the make-up on but then paused and said, "Hermione, you should probably change into your dress now, so when you pull it on, the make-up doesn't get on it." Hermione looked down at her old shirt and pants and nodded. Better not ruin the dress just as she was putting it on. She quickly grabbed it and returned moments later in her dress. While she was gone, Ginny had also changed and they were both in their ball dresses. Ginny finished up with Hermione's makeup and then tied her hair in an elegant bun. Hermione did pale pink eye shadow and lipstick on Ginny, along with a faint blush. She braided part of Ginny's hair, but left the majority unbraided. So her braid just was a thin rope down her back, overtop of her straightened out hair. Hermione did the final touches on herself and also to Ginny. She put in the earrings Draco had gotten her and put her makeup bag away.
When they were both dolled up and ready to roll, they met up with Harry and Ron in the common room. The four friends left the common room and headed down to the ball. They arrived with five minutes to spare and everyone soon found their dates. But Harry and Ron excused themselves shortly afterwards to talk to Draco; alone.
"What is it Harry? Ron?" I asked them confused.
"First off, stop calling me Ron," Said Weasley, scowling at me.
"But I thought-" I stammered.
"Well you thought wrong," He snapped. "Sure, when we were having our snowball fight, we let you call us by our real names, but you are a foul and loathsome little cockroach Malofy. Now stay away from Hermione!" Ron said, storming off to go back to his date.
"Yeah Malfoy. If you ever do anything bad to Hermione, don't EVER expect our forgiveness. As Ron said, you are a cruel man Malfoy. Just because Hermione trusts you, doesn't mean we will. We heard what happened between you two, Krum and Parkinson. Hermione truly deserves better," With that, Harry went off to join Ron, leaving me gasping at his turned figured.
I decided to stop looking like an idiot and went to see my beautiful date. "You look beautiful Hermione," I said as I came up behind her. She blushed and I winked at her.
"Do you like my earrings?" She teased.
"Lovely. You truly have marvelous taste, I must say," I replied.
"What did Harry and Ron want?" She asked, a thoughtful expression appearing on her face.
"Oh, they just wanted me not to forget to save them each a dance with you," I said smoothly.
"Aw, how sweet of them!" She smiled.
The bells chimed, informing us that it was eight o'clock. The doors opened and revealed to us an ice castle. There were ice sculptures everywhere! Silver tables and matching chairs formed a circle around the dance floor. There was a band already set up and ready to go on stage and fairylights illuminating the hall. People started to enter the room and Hermione and I joined in the crowd. The ball was going to be great!
At the ball (finally!)
Hermione and I starred at all of the beautiful dress robes that people had on. Somewhere exotic, like Potter and Weasley's dates. Fleur Delacour's was very regal and then there was Weaslette's, which was cute like a little kid's. Weasley's robes were the ugliest by far though! We took our seats in the middle of the cluster of tables. A quaint little two seater, which only had menus on it.
When the champions came in, everyone clapped and they took their seats. Everyone looked at Dumbledore as he clapped his hands. He said, "Pork chops," for some weird reason. I had to do a double take as food magically appeared on his plate. And you'll never guess what it was. That's right, pork chops.
Soon, everyone had started clapping and more and more people were eating. Hermione was intently gazing at her menu and I quickly opened mine. She was so cute when she was thinking. I was startled out if my train of thought though when she suddenly clapped and said, "Lamb shank." Which was followed by a, "Draco, aren't you going to eat?" I smirked and looked at my own menu. Hermione's lamb shank looked good, so I followed her lead and ordered the same thing. "Aw, these poor house elves must have been slaving away all day, just to do this for us all!" She pouted.
"I'm sure the house elves enjoy it!" I reassured her.
"But how do you know?" She asked me, doubting my extensive knowledge.
"Well, Dobby was my old house elf you know. I gave him a little Christmas present today," I said shyly.
"Really?" Hermione asked, awestruck.
"Yeah," I said, quietly.
"Oh how sweet Draco!" Hermione smiled at me and I grinned back. This was turning out to be a good night, except for Potter and Weasley. Those two idiots will do anything to stop Hermione and I. But live always prevails! I quoted my father. Most people wouldn't pin him as a romantic type, but, that's not exactly how he is with my mother. He always has these fancy, candlelit meals for their anniversary. And is always buying her the most precious to the heart gifts. I've been told about my heart being a "black hole," I'm not quite sure what that means, but Hermione had told me that before we had started to fall for each other. She said it was just like my soul...I hope that's a good thing!
Hermione and I soon finished up eating and all of the champions stood up and walked gracefully, (except for Scarhead), onto the dance floor. They joined and started to dance to a classical song. Dumbledore and Mcgonagall soon joined them. Along with Madame Maxime and Hagrid. I grabbed Hermione's hand and started to pull her up, but she held fast to the chair and mumbled something.
I asked her to repeat herself and she said, "Draco, I don't know how to dance," very quietly.
"Don't worry. I'll lead and you just follow me, okay? You're a fast learner aren't you?" I teased. She smiled slightly and I hauled her to her feet. "Just follow my lead," I told her. I held out my arm and she took it. We gracefully made our way to the dance floor and a bunch of couples moved to join us. I placed my hand on her petite waist and held her hand. She placed her extra hand on my shoulder and when the music started up again, we were all ready.
We glided across the dance floor and people gazed at us in envy before stepping or being stepped on, by their partners. "For someone who doesn't know how to dance, you're quite good!" I told her.
"Well, Professor Mcgonagall had showed us how to do it. But I could hardly dance because my partner always trod on my feet!" She explained.
"Was it Neville?" I asked her, I saw Weaslette holding her feet and hopping around. Graceful as ever. Hermione's grimace told me that I was correct and I laughed. "And that's why you always should never be partners with Neville," I said. Hermione scowled at me and I rolled my eyes. "I know you're thinking the same thing," And by the blush that rose to her cheeks, I knew that I was again correct. When the song ended, Hermione made her way over to a chair and sat down. I offered to get some Butterbeers and Hermione nodded gratefully. I walked over there and stopped to talk to Krum.
"No hard veallyings vight?" He asked me.
"Of course not mate," I said grinning at him.
"I hope you are vot jealous ov my beautivul date," He said slowly.I glanced at Pansy and shook my head. She pouted and glared at me.
"Not at all, not at all," I grabbed my two butterbeers and turned to walk over to Hermione. I saw her talking with a very red looking Ron and new that that couldn't be good…
AN: I'm sorry about not updating in a while. I hope the extra long chappie made up for it! Please tell me what you think of it. And remember, only one chappie left!