Written for the Greenhouse Competition, begonia option!
Heated Gazes & Fluttering Hearts
Hermione took a deep breath. Looking in the mirror, she checked her appearance over. She had spent hours on her hair, smoothing it so she could pull it back elegantly. Her blue dress fit her perfectly, accentuating her developing curves.
She couldn't believe Viktor had asked her to the Yule Ball. He had all those girls falling all over him, but he chose her, the quiet one. But maybe it was her quietness that set her apart.
Hermione knew she wasn't like all the other girls. She didn't care about his money or his fame. Or his looks for that matter, although they were definitely a plus.
No, she liked him for him. Beneath his rough exterior was a soft and gentle man. He actually liked to read to her surprise. Hermione had never met someone who was just as studious as she was. It was nice for a change.
Vaguely, she wondered if Ron would be jealous that she was going to the ball with Viktor. But she shrugged it off. Ron had his chance and he wasted it. She wouldn't spend another minute pinning over someone like him. He just wasn't worth it.
Glancing at the clock, Hermione realized it was time. She slipped her feet into her heels and checked herself over once more. She slipped her wand into the garter on her leg, not that she would need it.
She silently made her way through the hallways, thankful she didn't run into anyone. Approaching the Great Hall, she stopped to peek around the corner.
She saw Viktor standing there, looking handsome as ever.
Taking a deep breath, she began her descent down the staircase.
His eyes met hers and she felt her heart flutter. The gaze was so heated, so intense; she felt a blush creep up on her cheeks. She could feel all the emotion in the stare and knew at once that he felt the same way.
It was going to be a good night.