A/N:Hey! BACK WITH MY NEW CHAPPIE!! - I pressed the fast foreward button on this part of my story so we can get it rolling into the plot. I will probably post a picture of Hannah in this chapter on my deviantart page (click homepage to see that). Hardly any of this info is true and I just hope you enjoy it. I am trying to characterize Brandon a lot more so we all know what he is really like. So, You will see a lot more POV's of him. - Anyway, none the less. ENJOY THE CHAPTER!

Diclaimer: DAMN IT! I ONLY WISH I OWNED THIS FREAKING SERIES!! o I keep losing the rights that Meg gives me...Damn my stupidity...In english that rant means that I don't own HP...

Chapter 13

It's been almost two months since Brandon and I had been secretly together, with the exception of Jen knowing. He told me that we couldn't tell Jon or anyone else because of the deal. I understood and I didn't want them to think our relationship was too forward.

The weeks of school have passed so fast for all of us that it seems like yesterday we were playing a version of manhunt in the corridors of Hogwarts. I always smile when I think of the nice memory.

"Hannah." Brandon said to me, shaking me a little to awake me from my daydreaming thinking. I looked at my friend, now boyfriend, with tired eyes. It was our lunch period and had moved to the Library to get some work done.

I looked at him, then to my divination homework. We had to right a three foot parchment paper on the origin of the horoscope signs. I then realized that I had to do Draco's too. I slammed my head onto the table in frustration. Brandon chuckled next to me. "I hate my stupid deal making tactics."

"You're almost done. Just write a few more sentences." He smiled the smirked smile I loved so much and I wrote the last two sentences on my parchment. I then sighed, rolling up the paper I had dedicated my work to in the past two days.

"Now for Draco's stupid essay." I murmured as I pulled out my wand, setting the parchment in front of me. "Diclupliosus." I said and the parchment merged into two of the same. I opened the new one, making sure it was the same. I then pointed at it with my wand and asked Brandon "What does Draco's writing look like?" I asked but the useless boy only shrugged and I sighed, muttering a spell for this kind of thing. "Reconditous del un Draco Malfoy." I said, sharp with a Latin accent. I smiled, the writing looking a lot more like a boy had written compared to a girl. "Perfect." I muttered evilly. Brandon rolled his eyes at me, smirking at my sneaky way of having Draco's homework duplicated.

"What?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Nothing." He said, shaking his head. "You're just so weird. You know, the teacher can see into the future." I smirked and then he continued. "And, she could realize that you're essays are the same exact words."

"So, I can see into the future too." I countered him. "It's not like she has daily visions and I am pretty sure she does not." He agreed. "I'm sorry but a teacher isn't going to be checking her tarot cards every five minutes to make sure a student isn't copying. And, if she does accuse me of cheating, I can be a very good lier." I smiled widely and Brandon smiled, shrugging as well.

"So, you plan on giving that to Draco?" He asked and I nodded, slipping the parchments into my bags, labeling the one I duplicated with the proper name. I gathered my things, wanting to just deliver the parchment and get it over with. "Come on." Brandon said, looking at me and leading me out the doors like a guard dog.

"You're a little over protective, you know?" I said after we had walked a little down the corridor.

"I don't trust a lot of people with the girl I love." Brandon said, smiling at me then looking around quickly before kissing my forehead.

"You know, if you keep doing that in public, people may get suspicious. The portraits can spread rumors." I was teasing him and I found it fun. He smiled, shrugging.

"Are you sure you're ok with this?" He then asked, serious again.

"What do you mean?" I had lied, I knew exactly what he had meant.

"This whole thing being a secret." He said, knowing that some part of me didn't like the idea. I only nodded in response so that he would know I was ok with everything. "You know, Homecoming is coming up."

"Yeah." I murmured, concentrating on my walking. "When is it?" I asked curiously.

"I don't know." He said smiling at how much an intelligent boy like him wouldn't know when the stupid dance even was. "Jen should know though. She's always into that kind of stuff."

"Yeah, where is she anyway?" I asked.

"Have no idea."

"Jeez. You need to clean up your act seeing that you're a Ravenclaw." Brandon chuckled, smiling a little at me.

We had rounded the corner and found Draco talking with a group of his friends. Brandon let go of me so he wouldn't arise any suspicions. I approached the Slytherins boldly, tapping his shoulder lightly. He turned and looked at me, raising an eyebrow. "Your work." I said smiling, handing him the scroll innocently. The other Slytherins snickered.

"Thanks." Draco said kindly and then smiled, looking over the parchment.

"Don't worry." I said. "It's very well written."

"How the hell did you get my writing?" He asked before I turned to leave.

"Ravenclaw secret." I said, whispering and then left, Brandon again at my side.

The next day…

I ran down the corridors of Hogwarts, stumbling as I raced. I tripped, falling hard to the ground, flat on my face. I slipped and crawled to my feet, trying to act quickly. I heard the slow, advancing footsteps behind me, knowing it was my enemy.

I flung around the corner, trying to keep balance. The footsteps came closer. Closer. I then heard the voice of my enemy. "Why do you run?" It asked. I cringed in fear, hating the person with every gut in my body. "No." I muttered, feeling them get closer every second I didn't move faster.

Tears streamed my face as I tripped again, landing on my side this time. I didn't have the energy to get up. My pursuer's feet now stood in front of my face. I closed my eyes, scared of his next move. His cold hands then grasped my shoulders, hauling my limp body off the ground. I opened my eyes, seeing his face, screaming in reaction. He lifted me up by my collar, fresh tears staining my face.

"Don't move." He said and I screamed again.

I flung up in my bed, screaming, freaking out. I breathed carefully, stopping my reoccurring yelping. I rubbed my eyes, hating the nightmare. "It was just a dream, Hannah. Just a dream." I murmured to myself and calming myself down. "You're alright."

The door to the dorm then flung open and Jen along with Alisha stormed in. "IT'S TONIGHT!" They shouted, jumping up and down. I raised an eyebrow, mostly at Alisha.

"What?" she said sarcastically. "It doesn't mean I am going to wear a dress." I chuckled. Tonight was Homecoming. Great. They pulled me out of the bed, my body not resisting for the sake of just because. I sighed as they trudged me down the stairs into the common room. Then Alisha whispered in my ear excitedly. "Brandon has something to ask you." She smiled and then I realized how grungy I really looked.

I tried to turn to go back upstairs but I was stopped, shackled by Alisha and Jen by the arms. "NO! I look horrible!" I said, trying to run away. I had smudged makeup all over my face, whacked out hair, and bags under my eyes. There was no way Brandon could see me like this. Not now. Not ever.

"Too late." Jen said evilly as they turned me around to face the couches. "You're at least lucky that the whole house had went to Breakfast. Especially on a Saturday." She said to me. I hid my face as they plopped me onto the armchair in front of my secret boyfriend. I peeked through my fingers, smirking a little at the boy.

He forced the girls to leave but I knew they would listen from the other room. I heard him kneel down in front of me and gently, his large, warm hands took my small ones from my face. I saw his smile and then he looked down, a little embarrassed. "God, I feel like I'm proposing to you." I giggled.

"Jeez." I said, smiling and joking. "Just ask already so I can go get dressed so my two anxious friends can force me to shop with them for a stupid dress that I will hate with all of my guts." He laughed and then took a deep breath.

He looked up, into my eyes. "Hannah," He said, smiling at me widely. "May I escort you to the ball tonight?" His hand lifted to my cheek and I smiled, knowing he already knew my answer.

"Of course." I said then leaning in and kissing him. Alisha and Jen then literally flung themselves down the stairs, grabbing me instantly away from Brandon. "I told you they would force me against my will." I said as they dragged me up the stairs and my boyfriend laughed his ass off.

Later that night….

I was forced into a blue, ankle length dress. It was sleeveless and had arm warmers that loooked as if they belonged to the Sleeping Beauty dress from Disney. My friends had left my hair down, only curling it but I made them not put that sparkle shit in my hair. Although, in return, I was made to put on white heels. I was sure I was going to kill myself in those.

I refused to not wear my dragon pendent for I knew it would give me some luck tonight. They placed an earring in my left ear. A silver heart, hanging in view. I had a silver stud in the other. When I had looked in the mirror, I smiled, knowing how much Brandon would like my appearance.

My friends left my to change themselves and I was to fend for myself. Now, I sighed, looing in the mirror still. I then got up, knowing that my date awaited me.

POV: Brandon Brown

I waited for my girl at the bottom of the stairs. I was hoping that Jen and Alisha hadn't made her look terrible but I knew she would would look good even if she was suppose to look hideous.

I sighed, looking down at my watch impatiently. I then looked up, seeing two white shoes on the stairs. They slowly walked down the steps, making sure they wouldn't trip and kill themselves. I smiled, seeing the girl before me. I leaned in and kissed her, showing how much I loved the way she looked. I then whispered into her ear, "You should wear a dress more often. You look very lovely."

She only smiled, blushing a little in the cheeks. I then motioned towards the door and led her out to show her off to the world.

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