Dancing Forever

When Halloween came round, Dumbledore announced that there would be a Halloween Ball for first years to fourth years, then another separate party for fifth years to seventh years.
As soon as Harry heard this, he glanced at Hermione. She glanced at Harry, then at Malfoy. Malfoy was staring straight back at her.
After Dumbledore announced this, he remarked 'To each and every one of you, someone of his or her choice can accompany you, but not necessarily. If you would like to, it is not required.'
The first years to the fourth year's Ball shall start within three hours. The fifth years to the seventh years shall start after them.'
After diner, Hermione asked Ron and Harry who were they going to go with to the Ball. Ron shrugged. 'The next person, who asks me that same question,' he said.
'Harry?' Hermione asked.
'You'll see,' he replied, giving Hermione a mysterious look.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were walking to the Gryffindor common room when Hermione forgot her bag in the Great Hall. She ran back and saw Draco Malfoy walking towards her.
'Hermione, can I talk to you for a second?' he asked innocently. She nodded quickly.
'Um, well remember I sent you that letter about two months ago? Well, I still didn't get to answer your question,' he said shyly.
'Well, what's your answer? I mean, just last year- you hated me, and now you want me to believe that you've liked me? And you just tell me this now? I find this hard to believe,' she said hotly.
Malfoy staggered at her sudden remark.
'Well, I didn't want to tell you because I mean- I didn't want that Potter or Weasley to know about this. I was afraid to tell you because you were young when I began to have feelings for you.'
And now that you're a teenager, and so am I, you can understand now,' he said, looking as though he was about to cry.
'Well, when did you begin to have feelings for me?' Hermione asked rudely.
'Since your second year,' he said as his face turned scarlet red.
Hermione's eyes widened as soon as she heard that from Malfoy's mouth. She thought for a moment.
'Well, the only being you will ever get to me is through being friends with me first. And by doing that, you'll have to be friends with Harry and Ron.'
Malfoy only half-smiled at the sound of this.
'But, I'm sorry Malfoy. You can't seem to do that. And besides, I really don't want you to be my friend in the first place. Nor would Harry or Ron.'
She walked away, her hair brushing annoyingly through Malfoy's face. She ran up the steps and into the Gryffindor common room.
Harry and Ron were playing wizard chess.
'Where were you again?' Ron asked just as she walked in.
'I had to get my bag. I couldn't find it, so I had to look over and under the tables for a while, sorry,' she said smiling.
'Hold on, Ron. I need to talk to Hermione for a second,' Harry said, just before Ron was about to move his chess piece.
'Okay, Harry. What is it?' Hermione asked soon after they found a place to talk.
'Um, I was wondering if you'd like to come to the Halloween Ball with me, if it's alright with you,' he added briefly.
Hermione made an uncertain look, but then nodded shortly after.
'Sure. I hope Ron doesn't find out about this, only until today. Dam it! Why can't he just go away for one evening!' she said angrily. Harry shrugged hopelessly.
He and Hermione walked back into the common room. Ron was looking at his chess pieces, and trying to figure out which move he should do next.
'There you guys are, what were you saying to her again? I wasn't listening?' Ron asked.
'I only needed to talk to Hermione. And besides, we weren't even in the common room. You couldn't even hear anything we were saying,' Harry said half-laughing.

When the first years to the fourth year's dance ended, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were already for their dance. Hermione was wearing black dress robes, black eye shadow, black lipstick, and black nail-polish all made by the Make-up Charm.
Harry went into his dormitory, grabbed a black dress robe, looked quickly into the mirror and fixed his hair, brushed the dirt off his face, and smiled at his reflection to see what he looked like.
He immediately took the smile off his face. His face seemed different. Harry realised that he looked much older. He just remembered, that just four years ago, he was eleven years old. And just as he was turning eleven, he found out he was a wizard.
Harry walked away, through the common room, down the steps, and into the Great Hall.
It was glittering with orange-gold, and black-silver, with jack-o-lanterns floating high in the air, like every Halloween in Hogwarts.
The black candles were high in the air also, but close to the walls, giving the jack-o-lanterns a spotlight of the occasion.
The Great Hall didn't have the tables. Instead (like last year at the Yule Ball), there was a big huge space for a dance floor.
The band was of course, like the Yule Ball last year, The Weird Sisters. They looked awfully different indeed; they weren't hairy anymore, and they didn't have torn robes. Instead, they looked clean, and they had neat and beautifully black and orange robes. Harry seemed almost impressed by the difference involved.
Harry walked over to where Hermione and Ron were sitting, close by the walls of the Great Hall.
Ron was wearing dress robes, torn and worn out. He had although for once brushed his hair neatly and parted it into two.
Hermione had her hair high in a ponytail; she looked awfully different too, and much more attractive.
Harry felt dirty and useless as he sat between Ron and Hermione.
'How are you feeling, Harry?' Ron asked curiously. Harry smiled weakly. 'I'm fine, I guess,' he said with no expression after that.
Just then, Dumbledore went onto the stage, and smiled at the fifths, sixes, and seventh years.
'Welcome to the Halloween Ball! Today for our band, we will have The Weird Sisters performing tonight! Enjoy yourselves and have fun!' he went off stage as everyone clapped.
The Weird Sisters began their song. Ron sat there, staring straight at his feet.
'I wonder why I didn't ask anyone to go with me,' he said sadly. Harry and Hermione looked at him in shock.
'You didn't ask anyone yet?' Hermione said. Ron shook his head. He then looked up, and said to both her and Harry, 'Whom did you guys ask?'
Hermione and Harry looked at each other for a moment, and then Hermione replied 'We went with each other.'
Ron's eyes widened. 'You two? You two went together? But- but I thought- on the train- you said it wasn't like that!' Ron said loudly.
'It isn't. This is just between friends, silly,' Hermione said smiling. Harry felt a lurch run into his stomach from his throat. He didn't want Hermione to know about his feelings yet, but he thought he had already given her a clue.
Harry nodded anyway, just to go along with it. Ron sighed, and put his hand on his chest.
'I thought you two were really together. You scared me for a second,' he said smiling.
'Well, I don't know what to do now. I mean, there's no one left,' Ron said. Hermione gave Harry an awkward look, and Harry nodded.
'Ron, I'll dance with you,' Hermione said. 'Okay!' Ron said as he grabbed her hand and ran to the dance floor.
Harry sat at his seat, sitting still and staring at the floor, not daring to look at Ron and Hermione.
Just as Harry gave a big sigh, he heard a familiar voice say 'Hello, Harry.'
Harry looked up and saw that it was Cho Chang. Harry's heart sank.
'Can I sit here?' she asked, pointing to Ron's chair. Harry nodded, still staring at the floor. Cho had a goblet in her hand.
'How are you? I haven't seen you in a while,' she said trying to get him to look at her.
'Yeah, I'm fine,' Harry said dully.
'Is something wrong?' she asked. Harry shook his head almost before she said the word "wrong."
'Can you look at me for a second?' she asked. Harry lifted his head, and looked at Cho regretfully.
She had a tear down her face, and her blue eye shadow was wearing off.
'Why are you crying?' Harry asked. She then began to sob.
'I guess I just miss some people that were important in my life,' she said, trying not to sound too cocky.
Harry knew whom she was talking about. She was talking about Cedric Diggory, Cho's boyfriend last year.
Harry couldn't help but feel sorry for her. He looked at her and said 'I'm sorry about what happened last year.'
She now began to cry much louder, and she ran off, with her hands covering her face. Harry looked around, and some people were looking at him suspiciously.
Harry ran out of the Great Hall. He ran up the steps as fast as he could, and into the deserted common room. He plumped himself on a chair.
He felt sad. He wanted to dance with Hermione, and he wanted Cho to never come over to him.
He felt his eyes water. He stood up, and looked into the mirror again.
He saw a short boy, fifteen, with messy black hair, and green eyes. Harry tried to smile at his reflection again, but it only made it worse.
He put his hands over his face. He could hear himself sob loudly. He collapsed onto the floor, hardly gaining any strength and doing no better to be happier. He couldn't believe how stupid he must've looked.
After five minutes, Harry went back down to the Great Hall. He now heard a fast song coming from The Weird Sisters. He ran over to where he was sitting before. Ron and Hermione were sitting in their seats, talking to each other.
'Harry! Where did you go? Some people told me you went to go and talk to a Chinese girl,' Hermione said as soon as he ran over.
Harry shook his head. He didn't want to tell his feelings to anybody, and just said weakly 'I went to the washroom.'
'Oh, okay!' both Ron and Hermione said. Once the fast song was over, soon enough another slow song began. Hermione now wanted to dance with Harry.
'Is that okay, Ron?' Harry asked him. Ron looked up and nodded, then said 'You two went together after all.'
Harry and Hermione walked onto the dance floor. Harry felt very nervous in his stomach, and his hands were shaking madly.
'Is something wrong, Harry?' Hermione asked as she grabbed his hand and put it on her waist.
Harry shook his head. He grabbed her other hand and they began to dance slowly.
The song and them dancing made it perfect for Harry's liking. He couldn't feel anymore happier then before. Hermione looked up at him.
'This is a lot of fun, Harry,' she said hoarsely. Harry nodded and smiled.
All of a sudden, Hermione backed away, and was screaming madly. Harry looked at her feet, and realized the size was bigger, and was growing.
Everyone in the Great Hall backed away from both of Harry and Hermione, and fell silent. Hermione was the only one screaming. The Weird Sisters stopped playing, and watched.
Ron ran up to them. 'Hermione! Hermione! What happened? Harry, what did you do?' he shouted. Harry felt furious at Ron. Harry grabbed Hermione's hand, and stormed out with her into the Hospital Wing.
Madam Pomfrey was reading a book and once she saw Hermione's feet, she jumped up and ran into the back room.
Harry made her sit onto the hospital bed. She still wouldn't calm down. Madam Pomfrey appeared with a bottle of potion and some chocolate.
She stuffed the chocolate into Hermione's mouth. Hermione fell asleep at once.
Madam Pomfrey examined her feet carefully, then replied, ' Yes, of course. One's mind is very powerful to do such a thing.'
'What happened to her?' Harry asked.
'Someone with great power in his or her mind made a spell from the inner eye that created Miss Granger's feet to grow rapidly. It will relentlessly grow until we put this potion on her feet.'
Madam Pomfrey showed Harry the bottle in her hand, opened the cap, and poured the blue substance onto both Hermione's enormous feet.
'Well, this should stop growing within an hour. I suppose that Miss Granger's feet should shrink to its normal size soon after,' Madam Pomfrey exclaimed.
Harry nodded. 'Can I stay with her until she wakes up?' Harry asked.
'Yes, just don't try to wake her, it will effect the spell,' Madam Pomfrey said.
Madam Pomfrey left Hermione and Harry alone in the Hospital Wing.
Harry looked at Hermione dully, then stared at her feet. He then realized her feet were green, but just slightly. He went over to her feet and saw that only the top parts of her feet were light green.
He hesitated, then went closer and smelt them. It smelt normal, but on the top where the green was, it smelt of fresh blood.
He looked closely at her left foot, and saw no blood, nor on the right foot.
Harry thought for a brief moment, then discovered who had done this crime.


A/N: WOAH!!! LOOOOONG CHAPTER!!!!! HOLY, Well tells what you think! R&R!