The VERY Interesting Year Part 2
A/N: Ok, here it is, the conclusion! Hope its not to clichéd! Anyways, this part is a bit of a songfic! Hope you like it! And sorry about it being so long!
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns Harry and Co. and Mariah Carey and Whitney Housten own "When You Believe"
Over the next few weeks, Harry noticed that after classes, Hermione and Ginny spent a lot of time in Hermione's dormitory, doing what Harry and Ron assumed, were dangerously girly things. One night in November, Harry and Ron sat in their usual armchairs around the fire in the common room, doing their dreaded Potions homework. Suddenly, Ron spoke up.
"Asked anyone to the Ball yet, mate?" he said, rather hurriedly.
Harry looked at him, surprised.
"No, you?" he answered.
"No. Know who it's gonna be yet?"
A sudden image of Ginny floated through Harry's mind. He would like to ask her to the Ball, but she was, after all, Ron's little sister. He didn't think it was right. Right then, Ginny and Hermione came down the stairs form the girls' dormitory, very happy about something. As soon as they saw the boys, they quickly stifled their laughter, and sat down to do their homework.
"What's up with you two all of a sudden?" Ron asked.
"Nothing, we were just talking about something funny, is all." Hermione answered.
"For the past month? Can't be THAT funny!"
"It's really none of your business, Ron, what me and Ginny talk about, right Ginny" she said, giving Ginny a meaningful look.
"Oh, um, right, none of your business Ron!" Ginny said.
At that moment, much to the entire Gryffindor house's surprise, Professor McGonagall stepped through the Portrait Hole and walked up to the four of them.
"Miss Weasley, Miss Granger, may I have a word with you two, outside?"
The girls looked at each other nervously, and followed McGonagall outside. Ron and Harry barley had the chance to ponder what that could be about, when the girls walked back in, looking very strange, as if they were excited and very nervous at the same time.
"What did she want?" Ron asked the two stricken girls.
"Professor made us promise not to tell anyone, but you'll find out soon!" Ginny exclaimed. At this, they both burst into giggles, and ran back upstairs, their homework lay forgotten.
Harry and Ron looked at each other, positively stricken at the girls extremely strange behaviour.
"I think they've gone starkers!" Ron proclaimed. Harry nodded in agreement.
As the weeks before the Yule Ball vanished quickly, Harry and Ron began to feel that very familiar Week-Before-the-Yule-Ball-and-I-Haven't-Got-a-Date syndrome. Harry had decide he really wanted to go with Ginny, despite the fact she was "Ron's little sister", but asking her was a whole other story. During dinner one night, he mustered up all of his courage, and sat down next to Ginny, not speaking for a few minutes. Ginny watched him for a reaction of some sort, but he just sat there. "Um, is something wrong Harry?" she asked, in a caring voice that made his heart melt. "Um, willyougototheBallwithmeGinny?" he said in a rush. STUPID, STUPID! he thought to himself. One would think, after last year, when he asked Cho Chang to the Ball, he would learn to speak slower at crucial moments like this. But Ginny's face said it all. "Of course I will Harry! Oh, but, is it all right if I meet you there? I have something to, er, take care of before the Ball, ok? Harry was too happy that she had said yes, to mind.
Harry walked back to the common room before class, considerably happier, and headed up to the boys' dorms to get his books. On the way down, he suddenly stopped when he heard Ron and Hermione talking. He leaned back against the wall, so the couldn't see him if they looked up.
"Hermione, can I ask you something?" Ron asked, looking up from his Chudley Cannons book, to face Hermione. Harry noticed their eyes meet for a few seconds, then they both looked away, blushing.
"What is it, Ron?" Hermione asked, looking somewhat hopefully.
Ron hesitated for a few seconds. GO FOR IT, MATE! Harry thought.
Ron sucked in a deep breath and said "Will you go to the Ball with me, Hermione?"
Hermione smiled and nodded her head, apparently unable to speak.
"Great! I'll meet you here at 8 o clock?" he said, looking very relieved. Suddenly, Hermione's facial expression changed, and answered "I'm sorry Ron, can I meet you at the Ball, I'm going to have to run, an, um, er, errand, for, um, Professor McGonagall, right before the Ball." Ron knew better than to ask why, and simply said, "Sure"
"Thanks for understanding!" she said, and much to Harry and Ron's surprise, she kissed him on the cheek. Harry watched, amused, as Ron's ears turned red enough that Harry could spot them from where he was standing. Hermione turned, smiling, to leave the common room, but stopped and looked at Ron. She said "By the way, Ron, I didn't have a good time in Bulgaria. I missed going to Diagon Alley with you guys. I missed coming to the Burrow, and............I missed you." Before Ron could answer, Hermione turned and left, leaving Ron grinning like an idiot.
Harry, smiled. He was happy for them. Then he remembered that Hermione was going to meet Ron at the Ball either, just like Ginny. I wonder what those two are up to?
**************************1 WEEK LATER*************************
It was the day of the Yule ball, and Ron and Harry were both getting dressed in their dorm room. Ron was wearing his brand new dress robes, which were navy blue, and, thankfully, lace free. Harry's where dark green, almost black. Harry smiled as Ron looked himself over in the mirror and said, "You know, I reckon Fred and George must be making a lot of money with their joke shop, to afford some really great robes like these for my birthday." Harry nodded in agreement. He was very glad Ron was so much more enthusiastic about this year's Ball, thanks to his new robes.
"Well, mate, time to go!" Ron said suddenly, looking at his watch. He looked rather nervous. Harry imagined he did too. As they headed towards the door, Ron turned and looked Harry in the face.
"I want you to know, that I'm not an insane, overprotective older brother, and I don't mind you going out with Ginny. Just so long as you don't make out in front of me!" he said that last sentence with a huge grin on his face. Harry blushed at this, but chose not to respond.
As they entered the Great Hall, they looked around, in awe. It was just as beautiful as last year.
"Do you see the girls?" Harry asked, looking around.
"Nope. I hope they're even coming." Ron answered
Suddenly, the lights dimmed, and they looked around to see Dumbledore standing on a stage, waiting for everyone's attention. The crowd was quickly silenced. He cleared his throat.
"Welcome, everyone, and Merry Christmas! I have an announcement to make. Our entertainment tonight will be our favourite, the Weird Sisters, but as a special treat, we have two of our own very talented students performing for us tonight, in honour of this special night. Please welcome, our own, Miss Hermione Granger and Miss Ginny Weasley!"
The crowd let out a surprised gasp, as the lights focused on the stage. Sure enough, there were Hermione and Ginny, standing there, looking more amazing then they had ever seen them. The two girls where wearing matching white dresses, except Hermione's was a gown, similar to what she wore last year, made of the same sort of floaty material. Her curly hair was hanging down her back, and had little white jewels in it. Ginny's dress was tighter, and more form fitting. Her hair was pulled up into a bun, and she was wearing a little tiara. She looked like a princess. They both did!
Ginny looked around nervously, and spotted Harry. She gave him a small smile.
"This song is for two special guys out there. It's a Muggle song called When You Believe"
The music started, which was being played by the Weird Sisters themselves. Hermione began to sing, softly at first.
When You Believe
Many nights I prayed
With no proof anyone could hear
In our hearts a hope for a song
We barely understood
Now we are not afraid
Although we know there's much to fear
We were moving mountains
Long before we knew we could, whoa, yes
There can be miracles
When you believe
Though hope is frail
It's hard to kill
Who knows what miracles
You can achieve
When you believe somehow you will
You will when you believe
Harry could see Ron, out of the corner of his eye. He looked shocked, smitten, and amazed. He looked like he was in love. At that moment, Harry saw Ginny bring her wand up, and she began to sing too. Harry felt his knees get weak at the sound of her sweet voice.
In this time of fear
When prayer so often proves in vain
Hope seems like the summer birds
Too swiftly flown away
Yet now I'm standing here
My heart's so full, I can't explain
Seeking faith and speakin' words
I never thought I'd say
There can be miracles
When you believe (When you believe)
Though hope is frail
It's hard to kill
Who knows what miracles
You can achieve (You can achieve)
When you believe somehow you will
You will when you believe
At this point, the two girls began to sing together, their voices so powerful, yet so sweet, every person present was in awe.
They don't always happen when you ask, uh
And it's easy to give in to your fear, uh [Oh]
But when you're blinded by your pain
Can't see your way, get through the rain
A small, but still resilient voice
Says love is the relief, oh... [Oh...]
There can be miracles (Miracles)
When you believe (Boy, when you believe, yeah) [Though hope is frail]
Though hope is frail [It's hard]
It's hard to kill (Hard to kill, oh, yeah)
Who knows what miracles
You can achieve (You can achieve, oh...)
When you believe somehow you will (Somehow, somehow, somehow)
Somehow you will (I know, I know, know)
You will when you [When you] believe
(Oh...oh...)
[You will when you]
(You will when you believe)
(Just believe)
[Ooh...ooh...ooh...]
(Ho...ho...and I believe)
(Just believe)
[You will when you believe]
The last note, sung by Ginny, echoed through the Hall. Harry was breath taken. He had never heard any song sung like that. It brought new meaning to the simple word "beautiful". There was a moments pause throughout the Great Hall, then deafening applause broke out, even by a few of the Slytherins. Harry even saw tears in the eyes of most of the staff. He looked up at Hermione and Ginny. They were both beaming down at he and Ron, with tears in their eyes as well. They stepped off the stage, and walked up to the boys, clearing a path through the students. They stopped a little bit in front of them. Hermione spoke first, to Ron.
"What did you think?" she asked shyly, looking down at her feet. Ron, apparently, too shocked to say anything, lifted her chin with his hand, and kissed her. Harry and Ginny looked at him, unsurprised. They knew how much he cared for Hermione. He hugged her, and Harry heard him whisper in her ear "I love you." Hermione began to cry tears of joy, and said, "I love you too, Ron" and they started to dance.
Harry turned to face Ginny, who was turning beat-red, and was fiddling with her fingers.
"Harry, that song, well, I wanted to tell you how I felt, but I couldn't pluck up the courage, so I thought..." but she was cut off as Harry took her face in his hands, and kissed her. When they parted, he said "Ginny, that was the most amazing thing I've ever heard." Ginny immediately turned red again, and stared down at the floor. Suddenly, a realization hit Harry like a brick. "Is that what McGonagall wanted to talk to you about? And is that what you and Hermione had been doing in your rooms all this time?" Ginny looked up at him again, and her face broke into a grin. "Yea. McGonagall heard Hermione and I singing together once, for fun, and practically begged us to sing at the Yule Ball."
"Well, I'm glad she did." Harry said, and took her hand to join her on the dance floor. "Otherwise, I would never have realized how much I care about you, Gin." And at that, Ginny and Harry danced the night away, in each others arms, as did Ron and Hermione. This was definitely doing to be an interesting year, Harry thought. Then he smiled as Ginny gave his hand a small squeeze. And a wonderful one too.
A/N: The End! Did you like it? I really love that song, by Whitney Housten and Mariah Carey, for those of you who don't know. Anyways, Please review, ok? Love ya ^_^!
A/N: Ok, here it is, the conclusion! Hope its not to clichéd! Anyways, this part is a bit of a songfic! Hope you like it! And sorry about it being so long!
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns Harry and Co. and Mariah Carey and Whitney Housten own "When You Believe"
Over the next few weeks, Harry noticed that after classes, Hermione and Ginny spent a lot of time in Hermione's dormitory, doing what Harry and Ron assumed, were dangerously girly things. One night in November, Harry and Ron sat in their usual armchairs around the fire in the common room, doing their dreaded Potions homework. Suddenly, Ron spoke up.
"Asked anyone to the Ball yet, mate?" he said, rather hurriedly.
Harry looked at him, surprised.
"No, you?" he answered.
"No. Know who it's gonna be yet?"
A sudden image of Ginny floated through Harry's mind. He would like to ask her to the Ball, but she was, after all, Ron's little sister. He didn't think it was right. Right then, Ginny and Hermione came down the stairs form the girls' dormitory, very happy about something. As soon as they saw the boys, they quickly stifled their laughter, and sat down to do their homework.
"What's up with you two all of a sudden?" Ron asked.
"Nothing, we were just talking about something funny, is all." Hermione answered.
"For the past month? Can't be THAT funny!"
"It's really none of your business, Ron, what me and Ginny talk about, right Ginny" she said, giving Ginny a meaningful look.
"Oh, um, right, none of your business Ron!" Ginny said.
At that moment, much to the entire Gryffindor house's surprise, Professor McGonagall stepped through the Portrait Hole and walked up to the four of them.
"Miss Weasley, Miss Granger, may I have a word with you two, outside?"
The girls looked at each other nervously, and followed McGonagall outside. Ron and Harry barley had the chance to ponder what that could be about, when the girls walked back in, looking very strange, as if they were excited and very nervous at the same time.
"What did she want?" Ron asked the two stricken girls.
"Professor made us promise not to tell anyone, but you'll find out soon!" Ginny exclaimed. At this, they both burst into giggles, and ran back upstairs, their homework lay forgotten.
Harry and Ron looked at each other, positively stricken at the girls extremely strange behaviour.
"I think they've gone starkers!" Ron proclaimed. Harry nodded in agreement.
As the weeks before the Yule Ball vanished quickly, Harry and Ron began to feel that very familiar Week-Before-the-Yule-Ball-and-I-Haven't-Got-a-Date syndrome. Harry had decide he really wanted to go with Ginny, despite the fact she was "Ron's little sister", but asking her was a whole other story. During dinner one night, he mustered up all of his courage, and sat down next to Ginny, not speaking for a few minutes. Ginny watched him for a reaction of some sort, but he just sat there. "Um, is something wrong Harry?" she asked, in a caring voice that made his heart melt. "Um, willyougototheBallwithmeGinny?" he said in a rush. STUPID, STUPID! he thought to himself. One would think, after last year, when he asked Cho Chang to the Ball, he would learn to speak slower at crucial moments like this. But Ginny's face said it all. "Of course I will Harry! Oh, but, is it all right if I meet you there? I have something to, er, take care of before the Ball, ok? Harry was too happy that she had said yes, to mind.
Harry walked back to the common room before class, considerably happier, and headed up to the boys' dorms to get his books. On the way down, he suddenly stopped when he heard Ron and Hermione talking. He leaned back against the wall, so the couldn't see him if they looked up.
"Hermione, can I ask you something?" Ron asked, looking up from his Chudley Cannons book, to face Hermione. Harry noticed their eyes meet for a few seconds, then they both looked away, blushing.
"What is it, Ron?" Hermione asked, looking somewhat hopefully.
Ron hesitated for a few seconds. GO FOR IT, MATE! Harry thought.
Ron sucked in a deep breath and said "Will you go to the Ball with me, Hermione?"
Hermione smiled and nodded her head, apparently unable to speak.
"Great! I'll meet you here at 8 o clock?" he said, looking very relieved. Suddenly, Hermione's facial expression changed, and answered "I'm sorry Ron, can I meet you at the Ball, I'm going to have to run, an, um, er, errand, for, um, Professor McGonagall, right before the Ball." Ron knew better than to ask why, and simply said, "Sure"
"Thanks for understanding!" she said, and much to Harry and Ron's surprise, she kissed him on the cheek. Harry watched, amused, as Ron's ears turned red enough that Harry could spot them from where he was standing. Hermione turned, smiling, to leave the common room, but stopped and looked at Ron. She said "By the way, Ron, I didn't have a good time in Bulgaria. I missed going to Diagon Alley with you guys. I missed coming to the Burrow, and............I missed you." Before Ron could answer, Hermione turned and left, leaving Ron grinning like an idiot.
Harry, smiled. He was happy for them. Then he remembered that Hermione was going to meet Ron at the Ball either, just like Ginny. I wonder what those two are up to?
**************************1 WEEK LATER*************************
It was the day of the Yule ball, and Ron and Harry were both getting dressed in their dorm room. Ron was wearing his brand new dress robes, which were navy blue, and, thankfully, lace free. Harry's where dark green, almost black. Harry smiled as Ron looked himself over in the mirror and said, "You know, I reckon Fred and George must be making a lot of money with their joke shop, to afford some really great robes like these for my birthday." Harry nodded in agreement. He was very glad Ron was so much more enthusiastic about this year's Ball, thanks to his new robes.
"Well, mate, time to go!" Ron said suddenly, looking at his watch. He looked rather nervous. Harry imagined he did too. As they headed towards the door, Ron turned and looked Harry in the face.
"I want you to know, that I'm not an insane, overprotective older brother, and I don't mind you going out with Ginny. Just so long as you don't make out in front of me!" he said that last sentence with a huge grin on his face. Harry blushed at this, but chose not to respond.
As they entered the Great Hall, they looked around, in awe. It was just as beautiful as last year.
"Do you see the girls?" Harry asked, looking around.
"Nope. I hope they're even coming." Ron answered
Suddenly, the lights dimmed, and they looked around to see Dumbledore standing on a stage, waiting for everyone's attention. The crowd was quickly silenced. He cleared his throat.
"Welcome, everyone, and Merry Christmas! I have an announcement to make. Our entertainment tonight will be our favourite, the Weird Sisters, but as a special treat, we have two of our own very talented students performing for us tonight, in honour of this special night. Please welcome, our own, Miss Hermione Granger and Miss Ginny Weasley!"
The crowd let out a surprised gasp, as the lights focused on the stage. Sure enough, there were Hermione and Ginny, standing there, looking more amazing then they had ever seen them. The two girls where wearing matching white dresses, except Hermione's was a gown, similar to what she wore last year, made of the same sort of floaty material. Her curly hair was hanging down her back, and had little white jewels in it. Ginny's dress was tighter, and more form fitting. Her hair was pulled up into a bun, and she was wearing a little tiara. She looked like a princess. They both did!
Ginny looked around nervously, and spotted Harry. She gave him a small smile.
"This song is for two special guys out there. It's a Muggle song called When You Believe"
The music started, which was being played by the Weird Sisters themselves. Hermione began to sing, softly at first.
When You Believe
Many nights I prayed
With no proof anyone could hear
In our hearts a hope for a song
We barely understood
Now we are not afraid
Although we know there's much to fear
We were moving mountains
Long before we knew we could, whoa, yes
There can be miracles
When you believe
Though hope is frail
It's hard to kill
Who knows what miracles
You can achieve
When you believe somehow you will
You will when you believe
Harry could see Ron, out of the corner of his eye. He looked shocked, smitten, and amazed. He looked like he was in love. At that moment, Harry saw Ginny bring her wand up, and she began to sing too. Harry felt his knees get weak at the sound of her sweet voice.
In this time of fear
When prayer so often proves in vain
Hope seems like the summer birds
Too swiftly flown away
Yet now I'm standing here
My heart's so full, I can't explain
Seeking faith and speakin' words
I never thought I'd say
There can be miracles
When you believe (When you believe)
Though hope is frail
It's hard to kill
Who knows what miracles
You can achieve (You can achieve)
When you believe somehow you will
You will when you believe
At this point, the two girls began to sing together, their voices so powerful, yet so sweet, every person present was in awe.
They don't always happen when you ask, uh
And it's easy to give in to your fear, uh [Oh]
But when you're blinded by your pain
Can't see your way, get through the rain
A small, but still resilient voice
Says love is the relief, oh... [Oh...]
There can be miracles (Miracles)
When you believe (Boy, when you believe, yeah) [Though hope is frail]
Though hope is frail [It's hard]
It's hard to kill (Hard to kill, oh, yeah)
Who knows what miracles
You can achieve (You can achieve, oh...)
When you believe somehow you will (Somehow, somehow, somehow)
Somehow you will (I know, I know, know)
You will when you [When you] believe
(Oh...oh...)
[You will when you]
(You will when you believe)
(Just believe)
[Ooh...ooh...ooh...]
(Ho...ho...and I believe)
(Just believe)
[You will when you believe]
The last note, sung by Ginny, echoed through the Hall. Harry was breath taken. He had never heard any song sung like that. It brought new meaning to the simple word "beautiful". There was a moments pause throughout the Great Hall, then deafening applause broke out, even by a few of the Slytherins. Harry even saw tears in the eyes of most of the staff. He looked up at Hermione and Ginny. They were both beaming down at he and Ron, with tears in their eyes as well. They stepped off the stage, and walked up to the boys, clearing a path through the students. They stopped a little bit in front of them. Hermione spoke first, to Ron.
"What did you think?" she asked shyly, looking down at her feet. Ron, apparently, too shocked to say anything, lifted her chin with his hand, and kissed her. Harry and Ginny looked at him, unsurprised. They knew how much he cared for Hermione. He hugged her, and Harry heard him whisper in her ear "I love you." Hermione began to cry tears of joy, and said, "I love you too, Ron" and they started to dance.
Harry turned to face Ginny, who was turning beat-red, and was fiddling with her fingers.
"Harry, that song, well, I wanted to tell you how I felt, but I couldn't pluck up the courage, so I thought..." but she was cut off as Harry took her face in his hands, and kissed her. When they parted, he said "Ginny, that was the most amazing thing I've ever heard." Ginny immediately turned red again, and stared down at the floor. Suddenly, a realization hit Harry like a brick. "Is that what McGonagall wanted to talk to you about? And is that what you and Hermione had been doing in your rooms all this time?" Ginny looked up at him again, and her face broke into a grin. "Yea. McGonagall heard Hermione and I singing together once, for fun, and practically begged us to sing at the Yule Ball."
"Well, I'm glad she did." Harry said, and took her hand to join her on the dance floor. "Otherwise, I would never have realized how much I care about you, Gin." And at that, Ginny and Harry danced the night away, in each others arms, as did Ron and Hermione. This was definitely doing to be an interesting year, Harry thought. Then he smiled as Ginny gave his hand a small squeeze. And a wonderful one too.
A/N: The End! Did you like it? I really love that song, by Whitney Housten and Mariah Carey, for those of you who don't know. Anyways, Please review, ok? Love ya ^_^!