Harry and Ron had stopped fighting with Hermione about Malfoy and the
dance. All three of them had an unspoken agreement that the dance was not
to be mentioned. Just because they were all getting along again, didn't
mean that Ron or Harry had accepted the fact that Hermione was going to the
dance with Malfoy. Ron had threatened Malfoy that if he ever hurt Hermione
he would kill him, and Harry wanted to punch him every time he saw Malfoy
checking out Hermione.
The day of the ball, Hermione was panicking. She wasn't worried about her dress robes or her hair or makeup like most of the girls. She had bought new robes, and had already figured out how her hair and makeup was going to look. What worried her was her date to the ball, Malfoy. 'Am I really go to the dance with Malfoy? I can't back out now, because then I'll have no one to take me. I really don't want to have to pretend to be enjoying myself the whole time, though. And after the dance, how do I tell Malfoy that I don't truly like him, in fact I hate him, and that I had a horrible time with him? This was a stupid plan, I should have known that it would never work. It's all Harry's fault. He was supposed to get jealous, dump Cho, and bring me to the dance. Maybe I'll be able to find out some information about Malfoy, that I can blackmail him with later,' Hermione thought as she started to get ready for the ball.
At the same time, Harry and Ron were also getting ready for the dance. As they got ready, they thought about what would happen that night.
"Can you believe Lavender agreed to go to the ball with me? Remember how great she looked last year?" Ron asked, ecstatic that Lavender had said yes to him when he asked her to go to the ball with him.
"Sorry Ron, I don't really remember. What was she wearing?" Harry asked Ron.
"I'm not really sure, but I bet she looked great," Ron said, wondering what Lavender had been wearing the previous year. Harry just laughed.
"You were too busy glaring at Krum to notice Lavender," Harry said, recalling the year before.
"Hermione always seems to ruin the ball for us because of who she's going with, doesn't she?" Ron speculated.
"Yeah, but I'm not going to worry about it. Hermione's the smarted witch here, and she can handle Malfoy."
"But if we don't like the way things are going, whether it looks like he's offending her, or getting too close, we get to beat him up right?"
"Defiantly," said Harry. The boys finished getting ready for the ball.
Since Harry was bringing Cho to the dance, he left the Gryffindor common room early to go to the Ravenclaw tower. He left before he saw Hermione. Maybe if he had seen her, and how stunning she looked, he would have stayed, but instead he left seconds before she walked into the common room. On his way climbing out of the portrait hole , Harry saw Draco in the hall. They exchanged harsh words, and then Harry continued to where Cho's common room was located. Cho was waiting outside the Ravenclaw portrait hole when Harry arrived. She was wearing navy blue dress robes, that matched the color of his. The only difference was that hers had a much lower neckline. Her hair long and flowing. For a moment, Harry was speechless.
When Harry finally found his voice, he said, "You look beautiful Cho."
"You look great too, Harry," she replied, "Shall we go now."
"Yes," he said, holding out his arm. Cho took it, and they walked to the Great Hall together. The Great Hall was simply magical. The ceiling showed the cloudless night, the sky full of stars. The walls sparkled, somehow bewitched. Even with the way the room looked, Harry couldn't take his eyes off of Cho. The music started, and Harry could think of nothing but the beautiful girl in his arms.
Draco had tried to convince Hermione to dance many times, but she kept telling him she wasn't in the mood yet. She finally suggested that she get drinks for the two of them. Draco agreed.
Harry had also decided to get drinks for himself and Cho. He met up with Ron, who was sitting at a table next to the table full of food. They started talking.
"Have you seen Hermione yet, Harry?" Ron asked.
"No, why?"
"You should see her, she looks gorgeous."
"Oh come on Ron. She never looks beautiful, she's just Hermione," Harry replied, wondering how Ron could ever think such a thing about their best friend. 'I could never think of her as more than a friend,' he thought.
"Yeah, well, she does."
"I'll talk to you later, okay? Cho is probably waiting for me."
"Okay, bye Harry."
Hermione had been standing behind Harry and Ron and had overheard them talking, as she poured drinks for Draco and herself. Harry's comment about her stung. A tear rolled down her cheek. She ran outside, completely forgetting about Draco and the drinks that she had just poured.
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I hope you liked this chapter. Chapter 5 (the next chapter) will be the last chapter of this story. I'm thinking about having a sequel to this story, and tell what you think. Do you want a sequel? Please review!
The day of the ball, Hermione was panicking. She wasn't worried about her dress robes or her hair or makeup like most of the girls. She had bought new robes, and had already figured out how her hair and makeup was going to look. What worried her was her date to the ball, Malfoy. 'Am I really go to the dance with Malfoy? I can't back out now, because then I'll have no one to take me. I really don't want to have to pretend to be enjoying myself the whole time, though. And after the dance, how do I tell Malfoy that I don't truly like him, in fact I hate him, and that I had a horrible time with him? This was a stupid plan, I should have known that it would never work. It's all Harry's fault. He was supposed to get jealous, dump Cho, and bring me to the dance. Maybe I'll be able to find out some information about Malfoy, that I can blackmail him with later,' Hermione thought as she started to get ready for the ball.
At the same time, Harry and Ron were also getting ready for the dance. As they got ready, they thought about what would happen that night.
"Can you believe Lavender agreed to go to the ball with me? Remember how great she looked last year?" Ron asked, ecstatic that Lavender had said yes to him when he asked her to go to the ball with him.
"Sorry Ron, I don't really remember. What was she wearing?" Harry asked Ron.
"I'm not really sure, but I bet she looked great," Ron said, wondering what Lavender had been wearing the previous year. Harry just laughed.
"You were too busy glaring at Krum to notice Lavender," Harry said, recalling the year before.
"Hermione always seems to ruin the ball for us because of who she's going with, doesn't she?" Ron speculated.
"Yeah, but I'm not going to worry about it. Hermione's the smarted witch here, and she can handle Malfoy."
"But if we don't like the way things are going, whether it looks like he's offending her, or getting too close, we get to beat him up right?"
"Defiantly," said Harry. The boys finished getting ready for the ball.
Since Harry was bringing Cho to the dance, he left the Gryffindor common room early to go to the Ravenclaw tower. He left before he saw Hermione. Maybe if he had seen her, and how stunning she looked, he would have stayed, but instead he left seconds before she walked into the common room. On his way climbing out of the portrait hole , Harry saw Draco in the hall. They exchanged harsh words, and then Harry continued to where Cho's common room was located. Cho was waiting outside the Ravenclaw portrait hole when Harry arrived. She was wearing navy blue dress robes, that matched the color of his. The only difference was that hers had a much lower neckline. Her hair long and flowing. For a moment, Harry was speechless.
When Harry finally found his voice, he said, "You look beautiful Cho."
"You look great too, Harry," she replied, "Shall we go now."
"Yes," he said, holding out his arm. Cho took it, and they walked to the Great Hall together. The Great Hall was simply magical. The ceiling showed the cloudless night, the sky full of stars. The walls sparkled, somehow bewitched. Even with the way the room looked, Harry couldn't take his eyes off of Cho. The music started, and Harry could think of nothing but the beautiful girl in his arms.
Draco had tried to convince Hermione to dance many times, but she kept telling him she wasn't in the mood yet. She finally suggested that she get drinks for the two of them. Draco agreed.
Harry had also decided to get drinks for himself and Cho. He met up with Ron, who was sitting at a table next to the table full of food. They started talking.
"Have you seen Hermione yet, Harry?" Ron asked.
"No, why?"
"You should see her, she looks gorgeous."
"Oh come on Ron. She never looks beautiful, she's just Hermione," Harry replied, wondering how Ron could ever think such a thing about their best friend. 'I could never think of her as more than a friend,' he thought.
"Yeah, well, she does."
"I'll talk to you later, okay? Cho is probably waiting for me."
"Okay, bye Harry."
Hermione had been standing behind Harry and Ron and had overheard them talking, as she poured drinks for Draco and herself. Harry's comment about her stung. A tear rolled down her cheek. She ran outside, completely forgetting about Draco and the drinks that she had just poured.
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I hope you liked this chapter. Chapter 5 (the next chapter) will be the last chapter of this story. I'm thinking about having a sequel to this story, and tell what you think. Do you want a sequel? Please review!
