Finally, ch. 2 is here!!! I didn't get much review of the last chapter in a week, please tell your friends about this story. Thanx to:
Prongs, Meriadoc, Michelle Ravel, annnnnd, my first reviewer, HERMIONE L. GRANGER!!!
Look out for ch. 3, I'm in the process of writing it!
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"I'm glad you came. I was starting to think that Potter had talked you out of coming."
"Well, I'm here now. What did you want to talk to me about?" She asked him.
"This is really weird, so I'm just gonna say it quickly. I really really really like you and I was wondering if you wanted to go to
the Yule Ball with me and maybe be my girlfriend."
"Malfoy, this is actually normal at this age." Hermione smirked.
"Shut up. Just answer, I'm getting really nervous."
"Well Malfoy, I will not go to the Yule Ball with you and I will definitely not be your girlfriend. I like Harry way to much." (DISS! DISS! DISS! And you ppl thought there was no twist! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST!)
"But I - "
"Look, Malfoy, is that it? I don't want to be late for Charms." Hermione walked out of the Dungeon.
Draco just stood there, stunned. Girls couldn't resist him. Damnit, he was a rich, sexy Quidditch player. Girls lined up to date him. He could have any girl he wanted. Except Hermione. Damn Mudblood.
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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, TALK WITH MALFOY?" Harry yelled at Ron. "HE PROBABLY JUST USED AVADA KEDRAVA
ON HER. IF SHE'S DEAD, IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!!!!!"
"ALL MY FAULT?" Ron yelled back. "I'm not the one who has loved her since day 1 and never talked to her about it!"
"Gee, Harry, I didn't know you loved me." Hermione announced as she entered the common room.
Ron gave Harry a shove.
"Yeah, um, hi Herm." Harry was shifting awkwardly. "So, at the incessant pressure of Ron, my ex-friend, I was wondering if you
wanted to go to the Yule Ball. With Me."
Oh my god. Two invitations to the Yule Ball in one day. Aren't I the lucky bitch!
"Uh, Hermione?"
"Yes, Harry, I would love to go the ball with you!"
"Great!" Harry scooped Hermione up into his arms and gave her a huge kiss. Hermione could have stayed there forever.
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Meanwhile, a young Slytherin was telling Malfoy all about the events he had just witnessed.
"Are you sure?" Malfoy asked.
"Yep. They were kissing when I left."
"Weasel was there?"
"Yep."
"Potter is soooooo gonna pay for this."
