And it finally dawned
upon them...
'Allo people! This fic starts at the Yule Ball, in Harry's fourth
year at Hogwarts. Only this time, it's different...and has many surprising
twists to it! ^_^ Read on an' enjoy and don't forget to review it! Thanx! Oh
and another thing, if you haven't read the 4th book, don't read
this!
Disclaimer: J K Rowling owns all these characters and
they're not mine! ;_; Only the plot is mine, so there! ;P
By Enchantress.
shrinemistress@hotmail.com
Chapter One...
Harry adjusted his robe and
then straightened up to look at himself in the mirror in front of him. He
smiled at his reflection and thought that he as looking pretty good, if only
his hair would stop looking so unruly. He then turned around and saw Ron doing
the same thing with another mirror, only his redheaded friend looked seasick.
"Ron, relax, it's just a ball." said Harry, trying to
calm himself as well as Ron.
He was as nervous as Ron was, but he was determined not to let Ron
guess. After all, at least one of them had to comfort the other. Ron looked up
and gave Harry a watery smile.
"Uh huh! Easy for you to say! You've got a new dress robe and
look at mine... yuck!" exclaimed Ron, waving his robes around and
pretending to barf.
Harry laughed and so did Fred and George Weasley who had come up
behind them, waving another of their creations, a toffee smelling suspiciously
of barf...
*
On the other hand, in the girls' dormitory, there was a terrific
noise. Some girls were pulling on their new robes, others making their hair,
some helping their friends to create a new hairstyle and a few laughing
hysterically as a young witch had tried to bewitch her long nose into becoming
a petite one, only instead, it had grown two feet long.
Hermione, one of the few who had finished their dressing up,
helped the poor girl to straighten out her nose dilemma and then went looking
for her good friend, Ginny Weasley, amongst the crowds of chattering girls.
"So there you are!" said Hermione as she found Ginny in
front of one the many enchanted mirrors the girls had whipped up to look at
themselves better. These mirrors not only could show a person from every angle,
but gave advice on how to look better too.
"Hey Hermione!" replied Ginny, smiling, as she put an
enchanted butterfly brooch on her robe that kept gently fluttering, flashing
its lavender jewels. "You have no idea what I've been going through!"
continued Ginny, this time keeping her voice faintly above a whisper. "I'm
the only second year going and all the other girls have been trying to ruin my
day! Even Elise tried to sabotage my broom so that I might break my leg before
the ball!"
Ginny was going to the ball with Neville, one of Hermione's
classmates who had asked Ginny out since all the other fourth year girls
already had dates.
Hermione laughed and sat down next to Ginny.
"Don't slouch, girls!" came a strict order making both
girls jump.
Ginny giggled when she saw
the bewildered expression on Hermione's face as the girl tried to see who had
spoken.
"It's the talking mirror! Remember, the one I told you
about?" said Ginny and the same voice answered, "Oh, famous am
I?" and then giggled.
"Definitely a girl mirror alright!" laughed Hermione.
"And relax will you!" she continued. "You look great and hey,
you're not dead yet, right?" she continued and looked at Ginny, who had
for once let her red hair loose and was wearing her teal colored robes which
were looking very pretty.
"Look whose talking! By the way, how did you straighten your
hair?" said Ginny, noticing that Hermione's bushy hair were now looking
very straight and shiny.
"Heheheh... it's secret!" chirped Hermione, twiddling a
lock of hair around her finger.
The two girls laughed again when Elsie tried blasting her pimples
off again and grew a wart at the tip of her nose instead.
*
"Psst! Harry! Tell me... are these burnt edges of my robes
really noticeable?" whispered Ron, trying to catch Harry's attention as
they walked down the stairs with the other Gryffindor boys.
"Ron, for the millionth time, they're okay!" said Harry
grumpily. Ron kept asking these kinds of questions to Harry whenever he came at
least two feet near him.
'Boy, is Ron nervous or what!' thought Harry, looking at his
friend who was practically gnawing on his robes out of anxiety. Ron also looked
very pale, not to mention his skin had a slight greenish tinge and his eyes had
glazed over.
'Please let this ball be over with!' prayed Harry as
he stood with Ron at the foot of the stairs, waiting for their dates.
Suddenly, without a word, Ron walked out of the hall they were
standing in, and then returned shortly after.
"Where'd you
go?" Asked Harry and noticed that
Ron wasn't looking devastated as he had been looking before.
"Anti-nervousness spell... Fred told me the instructions when
he saw me! Apparently the Great Percy once had the same problem when he was
meeting Penelope for the first time and he whipped up this spell." said
Ron grinning crazily. Harry knew why though. Now Ron and the twins had another
point to pester Percy about when he would meet him next.
Harry also grinned and then saw that two girls were making their
way down the stairs.
"Wow!" Harry muttered as he saw his date in front of
him, looking very pretty in fluttery pink robes. He held out his hand to
Pavarati and escorted her to the Great Hall, stopping to glance at Ron who was
smiling at the girl at his side with ease.
'Yup, this is going to be fun...' Harry thought as
he looking down at his date.
*
"They're beautiful!" Hermione exclaimed as her date,
Victor Krum, handed her a bouquet of white flowers she couldn't recognize.
"What kind of flowers are they?" Hermione continued as she created a
vase with a wave of her wand and put the flowers in it.
Victor had surprised her by coming up to her dormitory, and the
flowers were so unexpected that Hermione was thrilled. She had never been given
flowers before and sneaking a peak at Victor as she adjusted the flowers, she
thought he looked great in his dress robes.
"They're Bulgarian... I summoned them just for you."
replied Victor, looked at Hermione's flushed face.
Hermione thanked him shyly and said: "I'll find out their
exact species at the library later... thanks again..."
Victor waved away all her thank yous and then he held out his arm
to escort her to the ball.
Hermione sighed as Victor courteously led her downstairs.
'So this is how it feels to be wanted...' thought Hermione
as she practically floated down the stairs.
*
Ron wasn't having that good a time. His date was pretty and she
loved dancing, but he felt that something was incomplete. She wasn't very
clever he noticed. All she talked about while she was with him was about how
much better they looked than the other dancers and kept coaxing him into paying
compliments to her.
Right now she was off dancing somewhere with some Ravenclaw boy and
Ron was drinking butterbeer at the buffet table. He glanced at the food that
was spread out before him and smiled. If Hermione were here, she'd probably
start about how much labor the house elves would have done to prepare this
feast.
'Speaking of Hermione... where is she? And whose her date?' thought Ron,
suddenly getting angry, though he didn't know why. He scanned the dancing
couples and still couldn't see her anywhere.
'Well, I'll wait...' thought Ron as he finished his drink and
cracked his knuckles, hurting himself in the process.
*
Hermione entered the Great Hall with Victor and caught her breath.
The Great Hall looked beautiful. The hall was decorated tastefully and the
theme colors seemed to be silver and white, her favorites. The Weird Sisters were
playing a catchy song and numerous couples were dancing. The buffet table was
groaning with the weight of food on it and Hermione noticed quite a few of her
friends laughing and having a great time with their dates. The Weasley twins
had summoned up a piñata and were trying to blindfold their friends and forcing
them to hit it.
Hermione laughed as one boy accidentally collided with the piñata.
It broke and a pink, gooey slime splashed onto him. Victor was evidently not
amused at this as he gave a disapproving look to the twins, who were by now
forced to clean the mess by a furious Professor McGonagal. They were still
trying to convince the Professor about the muggle custom of the piñata but
evidently, she wasn't very happy to hear it.
"Come, my Hermioniny," Victor drawled. "Let us
dance... I have to start the dance officially with ze other champions, eh?
Obviously the others don't vant to vait..." he said giving a dirty look to
the people already dancing, and led Hermione away from the twins, who were now
trying to enchant the broom so that it could clean the mess itself.
*
Now Harry was nervous.
He had to start the dance and next to him was Cedric Driggory,
looking very suave in his deep blue robes. Harry's date smiled at him and he felt
more assured. Dumbeldore was giving some sort of introductory speech but Harry
was too preoccupied to pay attention.
On the other hand, Cedric and his date, Cho Chang, were looking
composed and very happy. Cho gave Harry a bright smile and his heart skipped a
beat. At that moment, he hated Cedric with all his heart!
"And let the dance begin!" cried Professor Dumbeldore
suddenly and the champions started dancing.
'Hey, this isn't so hard!' thought Harry as he smiled at his
date. 'And thank God she's good at dancing too!'
Harry looked around and noticed that Victor Krum was now dancing
along side him. Curious as to whom Krum had brought, Harry craned his neck to
see his companion and then gasped.
It was Hermione!
Harry was so stunned that he accidentally stepped on his date's
foot and she cried out.
"S-sorry..." Harry mumbled and looked at Hermione again.
She was looking beautiful! Was it really Hermione?
At that moment Hermione looked up and saw Harry gawking at her and
she gave him a mischievous grin. She was evidently enjoying Harry's shock.
Harry smiled back at her weakly and then concentrated back on his own date, who
was by now pouting prettily at the lack of attention.
'Talk about the ugly duckling turning into the swan!' thought Harry
with a wry smile. '...not that Hermione was ever ugly...'
Harry wondered if Ron would take it as well as he had.
*
Ten minutes later, Ron was still at the buffet table, even though
he had no appetite. His 'date' had danced with about four different boys and
now, as he saw, the fifth one. He was keeping an eye on her, but he didn't feel
like dancing at all. He didn't even seem to mind that she was dancing with
practically every guy available except him!
Ron drained another butterbeer and glanced at the swaying couples
before him again.
Suddenly, every muscle in his body tensed. He spat out his
butterbeer and gaped at the couple dancing in the far corner of the hall and
cursed fiercely, a ghastly thought occurring to him…
***
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