Disclaimer: Harry Potter and co. do not belong to me, they belong to JK Rowlings, and I'm not trying to steal anything.
Authors Note: Well, I only got 3 reviews, but I sincerely thank all three of you of the 33 who have read it so far. Anyway, on with the show.
It had been a week since Harry's latest nightmare, and still he hadn't told anyone. He was afraid that people wouldn't believe him, as everyone knew he was jealous of Malfoy and saying something like this would just make people think he was a sore loser and trying to get Malfoy back. So he just kept his mouth shut. There was a week and a half left until the dance, and Harry didn't have a date. He had considered not going, but then he figured that there would be nothing to do. While he was yelling at Leah in the library, Ron had been asking Hermione to the dance, and she had said yes, so they were going. Dean was going with Lavender, Seamus was going with Parvati, Ginny with Neville, the twins were going with somebody, and so it seemed, was everyone else. At last, Harry just decided to go alone. Dancing was no fun anyway, he thought to himself.
He had been sitting in the big, overstuffed royal blue chair next to the fire in the Gryffindor common thinking this, but Ron came in and sat down beside him,
"What are you thinking about?" he asked.
"Nothing. I'm gonna go to the dance alone though," Harry replied.
"Sounds good. No dancing this time, huh?" Ron said. Harry shook his head.
"Are you ok? You've been acting kinda funny all week," Ron asked, concern in his voice.
"I'm fine, " Harry lied.
"Ok," Ron said, and then turned to face Hermione who had just walked in, books in arms.
"Hey, lets get going on the potions homework. By the way, have you guys seen Leah? She told me she'd meet me here about fifteen minutes ago, but I had to ask about some arithmancy problem, so I had to stay after. " Said Hermione.
Harry and Ron both shrugged. Hermione frowned and started out on the homework.
Leah, on the other hand, had been on her way to the common room, when she was distracted by a group of seventh years, happily discussing the upcoming ball.
"What are you wearing to the dance Leah?" asked the most popular seventh year girl at Hogwarts, Maria Le'Endle.
"Oh gosh, I don't know! I haven't even thought about that! I gotta get going on that, see you guys later!" she exclaimed. She hurried off towards her common room.
When she arrived, she passed by the study group she was supposed to be at without being noticed and hurried to her dorm. From her traveling chest at the foot of the bed, she pulled out a small sewing kit that had been her mother Deionera's, a few sheets of plain white paper, and a very long, silver embroidered ribbon. Then, she took her wand and began muttering words under her breath. The plain white paper suddenly was transformed into yards and yards of shimmering white gossamer. Smiling to her self, she remembered learning that spell at her old school, back in the U.S.
After enlarging an old but pretty doll of hers to use as a manikin, Leah got started. She began by placing a thick band of the silver embroidery as the piece that would go over her chest and be the main part of the whole dress. Then she used her wand and the sewing kit to begin sewing the many strips of gossamer into layers and layers, creating a lovely opaque effect. When there was enough layers so that one couldn't see through it, she tied the rest into a flowing silvery ribbon in the back. She kept the last shreds of gossamer for ribbons for her hair. She stepped back to admire her work, and bumped into Hermione, who was standing behind her. Hermione had just come in to retrieve a book she thought might help her, but then she saw Leah's dress.
"That's incredible! It's so beautiful! Did you actually make that yourself? I wish I knew how to do something like that!" Hermione babbled on. Leah smiled in pleasure.
"Thanks," Leah said. Just then, she remembered the study group. "Oh no! I'm so sorry! I missed the study session, didn't I…"
"Well, we are almost done, but come down and finish up with us," Hermione said kindly. Leah smiled, took the dress off the manikin and put it in her wardrobe, turned the manikin back to a doll and put it away, then walked with Hermione to the door.
"Oh, one thing though. Don't tell anyone about the dress yet. I want to surprise everyone when I wear it at the dance," Leah whispered. Hermione nodded, and they left.
It was the day of the dance, and everyone was excited. Harry and the rest of the boys were outside having a wonderful snowball fight, and reminiscing old times. The girls were in their dorm, getting ready. Laughter and shrieks of excitement came from under their door. Finally, the bells tolled 7 o'clock, the opening of the dance floor. Lavender, Parvati and Hermione went down the stairs to greet their dates first. They all waited for Leah's appearance, exclaiming to all it would be a magnificent sight. She finally took her place at the top of the stairs, and everyone in the common room marveled at her dress in wonder. It flowed around her like water, sparkling and shimmering, making her look almost like the queen snow fairy. She floated with unmatched grace down the stairs and out the portrait hole, where Draco was waiting for her. They were truly a majestic pair as the led the procession of Gryffindor couples to the Great Hall.
Harry was speechless when he saw Leah, her glowing whiteness, the purity and sweetness in her left him astounded. Then he saw Draco, and stopped dead. He watched with eyes steadily growing darker as the procession of couples left, and then he was all alone. He spun towards the nearest wall, and in his rage he smashed his fist into it. He repeated it, again and again, venting his fury. He didn't feel the pain. Suddenly, firm hands pulled him back. He twisted around to face Dumbledore, and at his side he recognized a little first year. The room seemed to swim before Harry, and then he passed out.
He awoke in an infirmary bed, the morning sun shining in the window. Blinking in total confusion, he noticed his hand in bandages, and remembered what had happened last night. Then he remembered the nightmare. It hadn't come true! He was still alive! Then, he surveyed that he was not alone in the room. Filling three other beds were Hermione, Ron, and Draco. Leah was not there. Something was wrong, and Harry wanted answers.
Authors Note- This is irrelevant, but if anyone here is a Sailor Moon fan, and they know who Princess Serenity is, the dress is supposed to look just like that except silver. Anyway, please review! Luv ya all!
Authors Note: Well, I only got 3 reviews, but I sincerely thank all three of you of the 33 who have read it so far. Anyway, on with the show.
It had been a week since Harry's latest nightmare, and still he hadn't told anyone. He was afraid that people wouldn't believe him, as everyone knew he was jealous of Malfoy and saying something like this would just make people think he was a sore loser and trying to get Malfoy back. So he just kept his mouth shut. There was a week and a half left until the dance, and Harry didn't have a date. He had considered not going, but then he figured that there would be nothing to do. While he was yelling at Leah in the library, Ron had been asking Hermione to the dance, and she had said yes, so they were going. Dean was going with Lavender, Seamus was going with Parvati, Ginny with Neville, the twins were going with somebody, and so it seemed, was everyone else. At last, Harry just decided to go alone. Dancing was no fun anyway, he thought to himself.
He had been sitting in the big, overstuffed royal blue chair next to the fire in the Gryffindor common thinking this, but Ron came in and sat down beside him,
"What are you thinking about?" he asked.
"Nothing. I'm gonna go to the dance alone though," Harry replied.
"Sounds good. No dancing this time, huh?" Ron said. Harry shook his head.
"Are you ok? You've been acting kinda funny all week," Ron asked, concern in his voice.
"I'm fine, " Harry lied.
"Ok," Ron said, and then turned to face Hermione who had just walked in, books in arms.
"Hey, lets get going on the potions homework. By the way, have you guys seen Leah? She told me she'd meet me here about fifteen minutes ago, but I had to ask about some arithmancy problem, so I had to stay after. " Said Hermione.
Harry and Ron both shrugged. Hermione frowned and started out on the homework.
Leah, on the other hand, had been on her way to the common room, when she was distracted by a group of seventh years, happily discussing the upcoming ball.
"What are you wearing to the dance Leah?" asked the most popular seventh year girl at Hogwarts, Maria Le'Endle.
"Oh gosh, I don't know! I haven't even thought about that! I gotta get going on that, see you guys later!" she exclaimed. She hurried off towards her common room.
When she arrived, she passed by the study group she was supposed to be at without being noticed and hurried to her dorm. From her traveling chest at the foot of the bed, she pulled out a small sewing kit that had been her mother Deionera's, a few sheets of plain white paper, and a very long, silver embroidered ribbon. Then, she took her wand and began muttering words under her breath. The plain white paper suddenly was transformed into yards and yards of shimmering white gossamer. Smiling to her self, she remembered learning that spell at her old school, back in the U.S.
After enlarging an old but pretty doll of hers to use as a manikin, Leah got started. She began by placing a thick band of the silver embroidery as the piece that would go over her chest and be the main part of the whole dress. Then she used her wand and the sewing kit to begin sewing the many strips of gossamer into layers and layers, creating a lovely opaque effect. When there was enough layers so that one couldn't see through it, she tied the rest into a flowing silvery ribbon in the back. She kept the last shreds of gossamer for ribbons for her hair. She stepped back to admire her work, and bumped into Hermione, who was standing behind her. Hermione had just come in to retrieve a book she thought might help her, but then she saw Leah's dress.
"That's incredible! It's so beautiful! Did you actually make that yourself? I wish I knew how to do something like that!" Hermione babbled on. Leah smiled in pleasure.
"Thanks," Leah said. Just then, she remembered the study group. "Oh no! I'm so sorry! I missed the study session, didn't I…"
"Well, we are almost done, but come down and finish up with us," Hermione said kindly. Leah smiled, took the dress off the manikin and put it in her wardrobe, turned the manikin back to a doll and put it away, then walked with Hermione to the door.
"Oh, one thing though. Don't tell anyone about the dress yet. I want to surprise everyone when I wear it at the dance," Leah whispered. Hermione nodded, and they left.
It was the day of the dance, and everyone was excited. Harry and the rest of the boys were outside having a wonderful snowball fight, and reminiscing old times. The girls were in their dorm, getting ready. Laughter and shrieks of excitement came from under their door. Finally, the bells tolled 7 o'clock, the opening of the dance floor. Lavender, Parvati and Hermione went down the stairs to greet their dates first. They all waited for Leah's appearance, exclaiming to all it would be a magnificent sight. She finally took her place at the top of the stairs, and everyone in the common room marveled at her dress in wonder. It flowed around her like water, sparkling and shimmering, making her look almost like the queen snow fairy. She floated with unmatched grace down the stairs and out the portrait hole, where Draco was waiting for her. They were truly a majestic pair as the led the procession of Gryffindor couples to the Great Hall.
Harry was speechless when he saw Leah, her glowing whiteness, the purity and sweetness in her left him astounded. Then he saw Draco, and stopped dead. He watched with eyes steadily growing darker as the procession of couples left, and then he was all alone. He spun towards the nearest wall, and in his rage he smashed his fist into it. He repeated it, again and again, venting his fury. He didn't feel the pain. Suddenly, firm hands pulled him back. He twisted around to face Dumbledore, and at his side he recognized a little first year. The room seemed to swim before Harry, and then he passed out.
He awoke in an infirmary bed, the morning sun shining in the window. Blinking in total confusion, he noticed his hand in bandages, and remembered what had happened last night. Then he remembered the nightmare. It hadn't come true! He was still alive! Then, he surveyed that he was not alone in the room. Filling three other beds were Hermione, Ron, and Draco. Leah was not there. Something was wrong, and Harry wanted answers.
Authors Note- This is irrelevant, but if anyone here is a Sailor Moon fan, and they know who Princess Serenity is, the dress is supposed to look just like that except silver. Anyway, please review! Luv ya all!
