A/n- Hey y'all people! This is just a little Christmas fic I have been workin on for your holiday enjoyment. Even if ya dun't celebrate Christmas I hope ya still enjoy it. This has my two favorite pairings in it! Hope ya like 'em too. Happy holidays! Cheers. And please dun't 4get to REVIEW as a Christmas present to 'lil 'ol me. Tanky you! (* p.s I put Hermione's thoughts in italics, although I dun't kno if they'll show up.



Ah, Christmas. One of the loveliest occasions at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Snow glitters on the grounds and the Great Hall is filled with greenery. Ah, the Yule Ball. One of the loveliest Christmas traditions at Hogwarts. Loved by some, hated by others, feared by all. Hermione Granger sighed and leaned back in her chair at the Gryffindor table. Dumbledore had just made the announcement about the yearly ball, saying it would be bigger than last years. Hermione dreaded it.

It's not like I don't have fun at the ball. Hemione thought. Fourth year was a doozy. I had Viktor Krum - a famous Qudditch player as my date, I made Malfoy speechless, and I got drunk off of Butter Beer. Great stuff. This year though, there's no Viktor to come to my rescue, and my hair's as bushy as ever, and no one will ever ask me, and.. oh, shut up! I am going way too far with this. Anyway, if worst comes to worst, I can always go with Ron or Harry.

As Hermione told herself this, she looked at the two boys. And scratched the idea very quickly. Ron was staring with half-glazed eyes at Lavender Brown, and Harry was, well, definently NOT looking at Cho Chang. His gaze was fixed intently on -

Ginny. Hmmmm. I always thought Harry felt more than he let on about her. Well good. Harry better take her, now that I've caught him staring. Forget those two taking me now. There has to be someone. Probably not.Hermione thought, gazing around the table. It looks like everyone has already paired themselves up with someone.

Hermione was very right about the Gryffindors pairing themselves up with people. Dean Thomas had already started making googly eyes at Parvati. The Weasley twins were each smiling at Alicia Spinnet and Angeline Johnson. And Neville was looking, with a hopeful expression on his face, at...

Ginny. Oh, well, looks like Neville's hoping to take her to the ball again. Tough luck, with Harry noticing her now. Hermione sighed and stared down at the toast on her plate. That leaves no one to take me.. At least no one in Gryffindor. And I don't really know anyone in the other houses, so, I guess I'll just watch everyone else have fun. Or I could go to the library. Yes, that would be perfect! I could get a head start on exams, because by then, they'll only be four or five months away, and..

Hermione suddenly interrupted her own thoughts. She felt someone staring at her, their eyes on her bowed head. Hermione looked up at the person sitting opposite her at the Gryffindor table. It was a boy, and he seemed very embarrassed that Hermione had caught him looking. He gave her a small smile (all the while turning as red as Ron's hair), then turned his face away. Hermione continued to stare, then realized she was making the boy feel uncomfortable. She felt confused and bewildered, because while everyone in the Great Hall was drooling over the person they wanted to go to the Yule Ball with, Seamus Finnigan had been staring at Hermione with a kind of determined look.