ACT I, Scene 5: Gryffindor's Yule Ball
The kitchen in Hogwarts was crazy.
"Where's Potpan? He needs to clean the plates!!!" the house elf, Dobby, exclaimed.
"It bad that this ball was set up by a couple of guys with dirty hands," another house elf, Riggins, said. Dobby wasn't listening: He was getting everything situated
"Take away the stools, the cupboard, and take care of the silverware. Save me some of the dessert, and send in Susan Grindstone, Nell, Anthony, & Potpan!"
Riggins merely sighed
"Alright, everyone, let's do it." When Riggings saw all of the other house elves exhausted, he added in happily, "We can't be in two places at once. Cheer up, everyone!"
Still sluggish, the house elves began to go out to the Ballroom.
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Outside the kitchen, Professor McGonagall was greeting everyone with Hermione by her side. Never left her alone today, really.
"Welcome Hufflepuff's!" exclaimed McGonagall to a group of Hufflepuff's guys. They looked awkward. McGonagall laughed. "The girls who don't have bad feet will dance with you. Who will begin to dance? Don't be shy. Any woman who won't dance must be an old lady with corns on her feet. Come on in, guys. I remember when I used to go to masked balls and be sweet- talked by the guys: those days are long gone."
The old Professor laughed and moved along.
"Welcome, everyone! Start the music! Clear off the dance floor, and go to it, girls."
Meanwhile, Romeo was in a corner with several other Slytherin's, trying to be openly seen. His eye scanned the crowd as they laid eyes on Hermione. His heart skipped a beat.
He was never kind to her in all the years before, but all of that's changed now. Ever since Harry Potter decided to be more evil than Draco.
He stared at her, enveloped in her beauty. Her curly brown hair laid on both sides of her shoulders. The dress she wore was long and white, making her appear pure. The mask she wore was at her side.
Draco watched as McGonagall let Hermione dance with the Hufflepuff, Justin. The Weird Sisters were playing a slow ballad. She smiled as they continued to dance. At one point, Hermione's eyes locked with Draco's and her eyes sprang up. She smiled only a lovely smile as Justin continued to talk to her.
Draco, smiled to himself
"The lights look dim compared to her! She's like a beautiful diamond on black velvet. She's too beautiful to belong on Earth. She's like a beautiful dove among a bunch of old crows."
And Justin was making movements and gestures, which would make her laugh. Draco love her laugh.
"When this dance is over, I'll watch where she stands, and see if I can't at least touch her hand. I swear, I've never been in love before, for I never saw true beauty until tonight."
While Draco was admiring Hermione, up by the head tables stood Harry Potter. He looked right at Draco and scowled.
"This man sounds like a Slytherin. Get me my wand! How dare he come here to mock us! It won't be any crime to kill this guy!"
Harry drew out his wand and made his way to Draco. He ran into Professor McGonagall in the process.
"Mr. Potter, you look upset. Is something wrong?"
"This guy is a Slytherin! He's come to mess up the party!" exclaimed Harry, pointing to Draco.
"Mr. Malfoy, is it?"
"Yep, that bastard Malfoy."
The Professor laughed
"Oh Potter, leave him alone, he's being a gentleman. The grounds of Hogwarts brags of him because he is isn't the way he used to be. Just ignore him; I will not harm him in my own Ball. Cheer up and get back to the feast."
She began to walk away, but Harry wouldn't stand it.
"I'm not going to put up with this intruder, and my attitude towards him won't change," he spat. McGonagall swiftly turned around and raised a finger at him.
"Well, you're going to put up with him." Harry began to protest, but McGonagall cut him off. "No, cut it out, Potter! He will stay. I make the rules here, not you. I can't believe you can't control yourself for a while! Damn you! You'll stir up a fight between the houses! If trouble starts, you're the one to blame!"
"But he shaming us!"
"You are so rude, Potter! This thing you're up to may not be for the best. You don't fool me. So don't go against will! You shame me, there'll be consequences."
The old Professor left Harry to stand alone, still with anger.
"My rage is stronger than my patience. I'll hold back. But Malfoy's happiness now will be his bitterness later."
Harry swiftly made his way out of the Ball.
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Draco continued to watch Hermione dance with Justin. He walk up and stood behind the wall nearest to her. After the song was over, everyone clapped and told Justin that she would be back soon. She leaned against a wall for a moment. And at that moment, Draco grabbed her hand from the other side of the wall. She jumped at the sudden intrusion, and then she heard his voice.
"If I insult you with my impure hand, my punishment is this: my lips, like blushing pilgrims, are ready to smooth my touch with a kiss."
Hermione came to Draco's side of the wall.
"Don't insult your hand too much, pilgrim, its just showing proper devotion. Witches' statues have hands that pilgrims can touch, and hand to hand is a proper holy kiss," Hermione smiled.
"Don't saints have lips, and their worshippers, too?"
"They do, but they're only used in prayer."
"O then dear witch, let my lips kiss you. I beg you, let me kiss you, Before my faith turns to despair," he leaned in for a kiss, but Hermione turned away.
"Statues of witches don't move away, but they do grant spells."
"Then don't move, while I take the first step. With your kiss, my sins are cleansed," he then leaned in for another kiss, this time catching Hermione's lips. The world stopped for both of them for a moment.
When they parted, Hermione smiled
"Then my lips now have the sin you got rid of."
"Sin from my lips? Then I must take my sins back, so kiss me again."
Draco leaned in and once again shared a kiss. They then parted.
"You take my words too literally. You're just trying to get me to kiss you again."
Draco was going to respond, but Ginny then appeared from behind the wall. Draco and Hermione both jumped.
"Hermione, McGonagall wants to speak with you." Ginny said, glancing at Draco. Hermione nodded, smiled at Draco and left to the professor.
Realization dawned on him.
"Is she a Gryffindor? Oh God! I love the girl who is my enemy!"
At that point, Terrence, Blaise, and the other Slytherin's ran up to Draco.
"Let's leave now, before our luck runs out," Terrence instructed. Draco just merely nodded
"You're right. The longer we stay, the more I worry."
All of the Slytherin's made there way towards the exit.
Professor Sprout met them at the doors.
"No gentlemen, don't leave. We have little announcements planned," she check her watch. "Oh, is that the time? Well then, thank you for coming, good gentlemen."
From the head table, Hermione watched Draco and his friends leave the Yule Ball. Ginny watched Hermione's eyes.
"Hermione. You realize that Draco Malfoy and he's a Slytherin, your houses enemy."
Realization dawned on Hermione as well. She began to ear a little, her heart breaking.
"My love is the person that I hate! I didn't know soon enough, and now it's too late! I have fallen in love with my hated enemy."
People began leaving the Yule Ball and Hermione sighed and went towards her common room.
The kitchen in Hogwarts was crazy.
"Where's Potpan? He needs to clean the plates!!!" the house elf, Dobby, exclaimed.
"It bad that this ball was set up by a couple of guys with dirty hands," another house elf, Riggins, said. Dobby wasn't listening: He was getting everything situated
"Take away the stools, the cupboard, and take care of the silverware. Save me some of the dessert, and send in Susan Grindstone, Nell, Anthony, & Potpan!"
Riggins merely sighed
"Alright, everyone, let's do it." When Riggings saw all of the other house elves exhausted, he added in happily, "We can't be in two places at once. Cheer up, everyone!"
Still sluggish, the house elves began to go out to the Ballroom.
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Outside the kitchen, Professor McGonagall was greeting everyone with Hermione by her side. Never left her alone today, really.
"Welcome Hufflepuff's!" exclaimed McGonagall to a group of Hufflepuff's guys. They looked awkward. McGonagall laughed. "The girls who don't have bad feet will dance with you. Who will begin to dance? Don't be shy. Any woman who won't dance must be an old lady with corns on her feet. Come on in, guys. I remember when I used to go to masked balls and be sweet- talked by the guys: those days are long gone."
The old Professor laughed and moved along.
"Welcome, everyone! Start the music! Clear off the dance floor, and go to it, girls."
Meanwhile, Romeo was in a corner with several other Slytherin's, trying to be openly seen. His eye scanned the crowd as they laid eyes on Hermione. His heart skipped a beat.
He was never kind to her in all the years before, but all of that's changed now. Ever since Harry Potter decided to be more evil than Draco.
He stared at her, enveloped in her beauty. Her curly brown hair laid on both sides of her shoulders. The dress she wore was long and white, making her appear pure. The mask she wore was at her side.
Draco watched as McGonagall let Hermione dance with the Hufflepuff, Justin. The Weird Sisters were playing a slow ballad. She smiled as they continued to dance. At one point, Hermione's eyes locked with Draco's and her eyes sprang up. She smiled only a lovely smile as Justin continued to talk to her.
Draco, smiled to himself
"The lights look dim compared to her! She's like a beautiful diamond on black velvet. She's too beautiful to belong on Earth. She's like a beautiful dove among a bunch of old crows."
And Justin was making movements and gestures, which would make her laugh. Draco love her laugh.
"When this dance is over, I'll watch where she stands, and see if I can't at least touch her hand. I swear, I've never been in love before, for I never saw true beauty until tonight."
While Draco was admiring Hermione, up by the head tables stood Harry Potter. He looked right at Draco and scowled.
"This man sounds like a Slytherin. Get me my wand! How dare he come here to mock us! It won't be any crime to kill this guy!"
Harry drew out his wand and made his way to Draco. He ran into Professor McGonagall in the process.
"Mr. Potter, you look upset. Is something wrong?"
"This guy is a Slytherin! He's come to mess up the party!" exclaimed Harry, pointing to Draco.
"Mr. Malfoy, is it?"
"Yep, that bastard Malfoy."
The Professor laughed
"Oh Potter, leave him alone, he's being a gentleman. The grounds of Hogwarts brags of him because he is isn't the way he used to be. Just ignore him; I will not harm him in my own Ball. Cheer up and get back to the feast."
She began to walk away, but Harry wouldn't stand it.
"I'm not going to put up with this intruder, and my attitude towards him won't change," he spat. McGonagall swiftly turned around and raised a finger at him.
"Well, you're going to put up with him." Harry began to protest, but McGonagall cut him off. "No, cut it out, Potter! He will stay. I make the rules here, not you. I can't believe you can't control yourself for a while! Damn you! You'll stir up a fight between the houses! If trouble starts, you're the one to blame!"
"But he shaming us!"
"You are so rude, Potter! This thing you're up to may not be for the best. You don't fool me. So don't go against will! You shame me, there'll be consequences."
The old Professor left Harry to stand alone, still with anger.
"My rage is stronger than my patience. I'll hold back. But Malfoy's happiness now will be his bitterness later."
Harry swiftly made his way out of the Ball.
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Draco continued to watch Hermione dance with Justin. He walk up and stood behind the wall nearest to her. After the song was over, everyone clapped and told Justin that she would be back soon. She leaned against a wall for a moment. And at that moment, Draco grabbed her hand from the other side of the wall. She jumped at the sudden intrusion, and then she heard his voice.
"If I insult you with my impure hand, my punishment is this: my lips, like blushing pilgrims, are ready to smooth my touch with a kiss."
Hermione came to Draco's side of the wall.
"Don't insult your hand too much, pilgrim, its just showing proper devotion. Witches' statues have hands that pilgrims can touch, and hand to hand is a proper holy kiss," Hermione smiled.
"Don't saints have lips, and their worshippers, too?"
"They do, but they're only used in prayer."
"O then dear witch, let my lips kiss you. I beg you, let me kiss you, Before my faith turns to despair," he leaned in for a kiss, but Hermione turned away.
"Statues of witches don't move away, but they do grant spells."
"Then don't move, while I take the first step. With your kiss, my sins are cleansed," he then leaned in for another kiss, this time catching Hermione's lips. The world stopped for both of them for a moment.
When they parted, Hermione smiled
"Then my lips now have the sin you got rid of."
"Sin from my lips? Then I must take my sins back, so kiss me again."
Draco leaned in and once again shared a kiss. They then parted.
"You take my words too literally. You're just trying to get me to kiss you again."
Draco was going to respond, but Ginny then appeared from behind the wall. Draco and Hermione both jumped.
"Hermione, McGonagall wants to speak with you." Ginny said, glancing at Draco. Hermione nodded, smiled at Draco and left to the professor.
Realization dawned on him.
"Is she a Gryffindor? Oh God! I love the girl who is my enemy!"
At that point, Terrence, Blaise, and the other Slytherin's ran up to Draco.
"Let's leave now, before our luck runs out," Terrence instructed. Draco just merely nodded
"You're right. The longer we stay, the more I worry."
All of the Slytherin's made there way towards the exit.
Professor Sprout met them at the doors.
"No gentlemen, don't leave. We have little announcements planned," she check her watch. "Oh, is that the time? Well then, thank you for coming, good gentlemen."
From the head table, Hermione watched Draco and his friends leave the Yule Ball. Ginny watched Hermione's eyes.
"Hermione. You realize that Draco Malfoy and he's a Slytherin, your houses enemy."
Realization dawned on Hermione as well. She began to ear a little, her heart breaking.
"My love is the person that I hate! I didn't know soon enough, and now it's too late! I have fallen in love with my hated enemy."
People began leaving the Yule Ball and Hermione sighed and went towards her common room.