Dreaming About Mixed Potions(Part3!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Ok, The dance is coming up really soon. Ron is mad and Hermione is practically in dreamland. After Snape fell asleep in Potions it was a joke throughout all of Hogwarts. No one could believe that HE actually fell asleep. During the time he fell asleep and the end of class either Ron or Draco had a chance to ask Hermione, but non-dared, afraid of attracting to much attention.

That afternoon on the way to Hermione's next class tower Ron caught Hermione. "Meet me in the common room at 8:00, please." Ron said.

"Why?" Hermione asked.

"Because, just…well.. because!" Ron blushed.

"OK, ok. I get it. Alright." Hermione said and dashed off to her next class.

That night on her way to the tower, Draco followed Hermione. He grabbed her wrist to get her attention. Hermione was practically thrown because she didn't expect that.

"Um, Hermione? I have a question." Draco mentioned.

"You followed me? What? I can't believe it! This is not for Slytherins!" Hermione raged.

"I know, but this is important."

"How important?"

"Very important?" Draco said with a wink.

Hermione was disgusted. This was seriously braking rules. Even though she had broke some he didn't have to to this just to ask her to a dance. Draco still holding Hermione's hand, kissed her hand and asked, leaning on one knee, "Will you please go with me to the Dance?"

Hermione couldn't believe it! She was just asked by the son of a death eater! Yet in a way he was so nice, now anyway. I guess you just had to know him. He had changed. He must have be fed a love potion illegally she thought.

"Hello?" Draco was waiting. "Have you already been asked or something?"

"Yes, well kind of." Hermione didn't really consider being given a necklace being ASKED.
"Um, well I have to go. I am already late" She turned around pulling her hand away from him.

"Will you think about it?" Draco asked after her.

"I will, but it may take a while." Hermione answered.

"Why?"

"You don't know what position I'm in."

"Boy, I wish I did." Draco said not realizing he kind of did. He knew what position she was in, but he didn't understand why she didn't want to pick him. Hermione walked off a little and hid behind a corner waiting for him to move away. When she was sure he was go she turned around to continue, but instead being face to face with Ron leaning against the Hallway wall.

"Your late." He said. Hermione was kind of scared.

"I..I..was being asked a question." She hardly got out before he said…

"You should have said no." in a loud voice.

"You can't tell me what to do! I have rights. Step away Ron. You are in my way!"

"I am just saying that I wish that you would go with me. I consider myself more trustworthy."

"How can you consider a spy trustworthy? The way you are. Look I really need to get to bed. It's 8:45."

"What?" Ron wondered. He knew she just wanted to get away from him and go read with friends she trusted. "Look, Hermione. I didn't mean anything. This past week has almost been unbelievable. I …I … just want you to like me."

"We're only 15! Why would you care If I loved you? I just want to go to that dance to have fun. Nothing seriously. So that is why I have come to my choice." Hermione said.

"What's your choice?" Ron asked.

"Figure it out." Hermione said about ready to cry. With that she ran off the the common room and up the stair to her dorm before he could catch her. She slamed her books down with all the other 9 girls looking up at her. She placed her head faced on the pillow and cryed.
"Why is my life so weird? You all have one boy that likes you. But I have to boys, one that the son of a death eater and one that's scary, mean, and a horribly bad listener!" Hermione cryed.

"Oh, don't worry Hermione. It'll all end of for the best. The point is to go to the dance to have fun. It is the event of the year." Parvati told her.

"I know, but I'm not going." Hermione said.

"No, you can't." a new girl said," There is one boy yet to ask you and he really hasn't showed any sign to you."

"What?" Parvati and Hermione asked together unbelievingly.

"Don't worry, you all see tomorrow."