A week later, the dance was around the corner. Ron had no dreams, not that
Harry heard of. The night before the dance, Ron had asked Hermoine to the
dance, they were the only ones without dates practically, besides Neville,
who was in the hospital wing because he fell of his broom during flying
lessons. He could not attend. Harry was always thinking of Cho. As classes
ended, dinner came around. Cho was eating with Harry and Company. Many were
with their dates to the dance. As dinner finished, Dumbledore dismissed the
students, "Tomorrow, we dance." Students filed out, and up to dormitories.
Harry could not sleep at first. Nervousness and excitement had kept him awake. Slowly he fell asleep.
~~~
"Harry, get up!" yelled Sirus. Harry slowly opened his eyes. "Sirus?" asked Harry. "Yea?" answered his godfather. "Why are you yelling at me to get up?" "'Cause I've shook you, poked you, and pushed you off the bed trying to get you up." Harry looked around, realizing he was on the floor. "By the way, when did you start sleeping with your wand?" Sirus asked. "I ended up flying into the wall." "Sorry, since first year," answered Harry. Sirus started rubbing his sides. Harry looked at him in sorrow. "It's alright. Now hurry up, and get dressed for the dance," Sirus said calmly. "The dance isn't until this afternoon," Harry told Sirus, looking for a clock. "Nice assessment, what time do you think it is?" Harry shrugged. "One o'clock, Sherlock," Sirus said with a grin. "I slept that late?" asked Harry, trying to find his clothes for the dance.
~~~
Harry walked down from the dormitories in a tuxedo he ordered specially. Cho was standing there, in a baby blue dress that showed off her features in excellence. "Cho," Harry said in surprise. Cho smiled at her handsome date. "How'd you get in?" "Neville let me in." Harry looked around the common room, Neville sat in a chair with a small cast on his arm. "Hi Neville, how's your arm?" Neville smiled, and turned toward the fire. "Who wouldn't let her in, when she's in that!" Harry thought to himself. "You look." Harry paused. "Yes?" asked Cho. "What's the word I'm looking for?" "Beautiful?" suggested Cho. "That's a major understatement!" Cho smiled again. "You look handsome yourself, my dream." Harry turned red as Cho looked into his green eyes. "Thanks, you ready than?" asked Harry, "It's almost 2:30." The dance started half an hour later. "Let's go," Cho said as she put her arm through a loop Harry made with his arm. Sirus stood by the exit. "What?" Harry asked the smiling Sirus. "You two look like your parents Harry, on their wedding day," Sirus said, holding back the urge to hut Harry and cry. Harry stood there, smiling at his godfather, and his dad's best man. "Don't do anything I'd do," said Sirus. "Dang, there goes our after-dance plans Cho," said Harry, winking at Cho. Cho tried to look disappointed, without laughing. Sirus looking at Harry seriously. "Just kidding!" Harry said on his way out. All three giggled.
~~~
The two entered the Great Hall, grabbing everyone else's attention. Words like, "lucky girl" and "I wish I was her," reached Harry's ears. Ron and Hermoine approached them. Hermoine was looking at Cho in disgust. "A little to revealing, don't you think?" Harry heard Hermoine mutter. "Hello Ron, Hermoine." Harry said, Hermoine looked at Harry, with a look saying, "she doesn't deserve you". Harry smiled. Hermoine was wearing a red dress, sent to her from her mom. Her hair was up, Harry noticed, in a tight bun. Harry also noticed Ron was in a tuxedo much like his own. He was wearing a black overcoat, white undershirt, and a black of pair pants. Harry had on a tie, unlike Ron. Ron also had his hair slicked back, unlike Harry. "You both look great," said Ron. "Yes, you both look exceptional," said Hermoine, trying to be nice. "Thank you," both Harry and Cho said, "you two also look great," continued Harry. Cho just nodded.
Dumbledore stood up, and waited for the hall to quiet down. "The dance has now begun." Dumbledore snapped a finger, and music started playing. Waltz- like music was surrounding the students. Harry looked at Cho, "Want to dance?" Cho nodded. Ron looked at Hermoine, and Hermoine nodded before Ron said anything. Both girls put their hands around their dates. Both couples danced, and pulled away from each other. About half an hour later, a ghost came into the hall, through the roof. Balloons fell a few feet from Harry and Cho. "Peeves, stop that," said Hermoine, a few feet the other direction. "Peeves," again was heard from Hermoine' mouth as a splash came again. Another ghost came through the wall near some first years. Screams of fear were heard and Harry's head snapped to the source. Nearly Headless Nick was showing off how close he was decapitated, his head hanging around his should, the little shred of flesh attached to it's neck. The first years screamed when they saw this. The strange thing is that Nick showed no remorse, which is unlike him. Harry heard a student say something about an "Evil Eclipse". The Bloody Baron came through the southern wall. He was swinging his "ghost sword". Of course, it passed through the students. The Hufflepuff ghost came through the ceiling, smiling. The good friar just smiled, and observed the others. Harry realized that all the house ghosts were there, except Ravenclaw's. He then realized that he never saw Ravenclaw's ghost. All of a sudden, there was a big "boom". As a perfect, Harry was obligated to check it out. "I'll be right back," he said to Cho. "Alright," she said to him, but looking toward the source of the boom. Harry left the Great Hall, and walked toward the source of the boom. He heard repeated booms, almost as frequent as his footsteps. Boom. Boom. Boom. As he turned to what is supposed to be the Ravenclaw entrance, but ran into a large opening to the now dark sky. As quickly as he opened his mouth he heard a "Holy ****!" He turned, "HERMOINE!" There stood ahead of him was Hermoine. She quickly turned and covered her mouth. As Harry turned again, the wall was replaced. A few seconds later, BOOM. Fire erupted from the replaced wall. A coulomb of fire specifically fired at Hermoine. Harry noticed. "Hermoine!" Harry yelled. She quickly turned toward him. Harry dived, taking Hermoine out of reach of the fire. Harry turned his head, keeping his body over Hermoine's, and looked to see the wall fall out of sight. The sky was visible again. The darkness has left the sky within a few seconds, and the wall replaced. He turned to look at Hermoine. "You all right?" he asked. Hermoine nodded.
After the two got up, a new ghost came through the wall that fell. He looked no older than 15, of average height and skinny. Blonde hair dangled from his hair. "Hello," said the new ghost. "Hi, I don't remember anyone saying anything about a ghost like you," said Harry. "Well, let me introduce myself. I'm Neo (A/N: Not the one from the Matrix, so no relation.) " Harry looked at Neo. "What was the deal with the wall you came through?" "Ask Dumbledore, he can explain it better," Neo answered Harry's question. "Are you Ravenclaw's ghost?" asked Hermoine hastily. "Yes, I am, but Ravenclaw students don't want others to know," Neo said with disappointment. "Why?" asked Harry. "They say that I have nothing special about me. I guess there ashamed." "So you let them pent you up in that part of the castle? You let them bully you?" asked Hermoine, with a serious tone. Neo shrugged, "I guess." Footsteps could now be heard. "I better go," said Neo, noticing the steps get closer. Before either Harry or Hermoine could object, he was gone. "Ron?" Hermoine asked the approaching footsteps. "Yea?" Ron's voice answered back. "What are you doing here?" asked Hermoine. "Looking for you, see you found Harry." "You could say that," answered Harry. "Come on, the ghosts are back to normal, and Dumbledore wants to talk to the perfects," Ron told the two. "Alright," Harry said. "Ron, can we meet you there, I need to talk to Harry." Ron's eyebrow raised slightly at the two, "Sure, see you soon." Ron left. "What's up?" asked Harry. "I'd like to say a couple of things Harry." "I'm all ears." Hermoine smiled. Harry was always good to talk to. "First off," Hermoine started, "I'd like to thank you." "For" asked Harry. Hermoine looked into his Green, sparkling, eyes., "for saving my life." "Oh, anytime. I. uh." Harry stuttered, and stopped himself. "Go ahead." Hermoine said with interest, her hair bouncing with her head. "Never mind. Just anytime," Harry said as Hermoine game him a confused look.
"Secondly, I'd like to get something out and off my chest," Hermoine spoke nervously. "Harry, you know I try and be there for you, and since first year, you can say I developed a. um." Hermoine stopped a few seconds. She never looked at Harry in the eyes, afraid of what he might think. "A crush?" Harry suggested. Hermoine nodded slowly. Harry smiled, walked to her, and picked her hand up. He bent slightly and gave Hermoine her first kiss on the hand. As Harry melted for Cho, when she touched him, Hermoine had done the same. "How about we go back to the dance?" asked Harry, looking for Hermoine's beautiful eyes, and parts of her face just as beautiful. "You know, as long as I've known you, I never realized how beautiful you are, inside and out," Harry said with a smile. Hermoine blushed, "Thank you." Harry held on to her hand, and walked. Hermoine followed. As Harry entered the Great Hall, he noticed Ron and Cho dancing. Cho's head was on Ron's shoulder. "How about that dance?" asked Harry. "Gladly," Hermoine smiled. Harry put the hand he was holding on his shoulder. Hermoine put the other hand around his neck. Harry pulled her close, and kept his hands on her waist. They bother looked into each other's eyes. Everything slipped away in Harry's mind. Harry's thought, vision, and emotions. All but Hermoine slipped away as Harry leaned in and kissed Hermoine's lips. People hooted around them, but Harry didn't care, let alone hear them. He felt that all there was in the world was nothing, except for the girl in front of him. "Hermoine," Harry spoke as she put her head on his shoulder. "Hmm?" Hermoine sounded. "Would you be my girlfriend?" asked Harry. The song ended, and so did the dance. Hermoine pulled Harry into a hug, and whispered, "Yes" into his ear. Harry closed his eyes, enjoyed Hermoine's touch, smell, and her voice. "Yes, I will," she repeated. Harry smiled and hugged her tighter.
"Will perfects please come up here?" Dumbledore's voice erupted all over the hall. Harry and Hermoine left their hug, and went up. "Hello lovebirds," said the grinning Dumbledore.
A/N: Sorry it took so long to update, hope you like this long chapter. - Kevin
Harry could not sleep at first. Nervousness and excitement had kept him awake. Slowly he fell asleep.
~~~
"Harry, get up!" yelled Sirus. Harry slowly opened his eyes. "Sirus?" asked Harry. "Yea?" answered his godfather. "Why are you yelling at me to get up?" "'Cause I've shook you, poked you, and pushed you off the bed trying to get you up." Harry looked around, realizing he was on the floor. "By the way, when did you start sleeping with your wand?" Sirus asked. "I ended up flying into the wall." "Sorry, since first year," answered Harry. Sirus started rubbing his sides. Harry looked at him in sorrow. "It's alright. Now hurry up, and get dressed for the dance," Sirus said calmly. "The dance isn't until this afternoon," Harry told Sirus, looking for a clock. "Nice assessment, what time do you think it is?" Harry shrugged. "One o'clock, Sherlock," Sirus said with a grin. "I slept that late?" asked Harry, trying to find his clothes for the dance.
~~~
Harry walked down from the dormitories in a tuxedo he ordered specially. Cho was standing there, in a baby blue dress that showed off her features in excellence. "Cho," Harry said in surprise. Cho smiled at her handsome date. "How'd you get in?" "Neville let me in." Harry looked around the common room, Neville sat in a chair with a small cast on his arm. "Hi Neville, how's your arm?" Neville smiled, and turned toward the fire. "Who wouldn't let her in, when she's in that!" Harry thought to himself. "You look." Harry paused. "Yes?" asked Cho. "What's the word I'm looking for?" "Beautiful?" suggested Cho. "That's a major understatement!" Cho smiled again. "You look handsome yourself, my dream." Harry turned red as Cho looked into his green eyes. "Thanks, you ready than?" asked Harry, "It's almost 2:30." The dance started half an hour later. "Let's go," Cho said as she put her arm through a loop Harry made with his arm. Sirus stood by the exit. "What?" Harry asked the smiling Sirus. "You two look like your parents Harry, on their wedding day," Sirus said, holding back the urge to hut Harry and cry. Harry stood there, smiling at his godfather, and his dad's best man. "Don't do anything I'd do," said Sirus. "Dang, there goes our after-dance plans Cho," said Harry, winking at Cho. Cho tried to look disappointed, without laughing. Sirus looking at Harry seriously. "Just kidding!" Harry said on his way out. All three giggled.
~~~
The two entered the Great Hall, grabbing everyone else's attention. Words like, "lucky girl" and "I wish I was her," reached Harry's ears. Ron and Hermoine approached them. Hermoine was looking at Cho in disgust. "A little to revealing, don't you think?" Harry heard Hermoine mutter. "Hello Ron, Hermoine." Harry said, Hermoine looked at Harry, with a look saying, "she doesn't deserve you". Harry smiled. Hermoine was wearing a red dress, sent to her from her mom. Her hair was up, Harry noticed, in a tight bun. Harry also noticed Ron was in a tuxedo much like his own. He was wearing a black overcoat, white undershirt, and a black of pair pants. Harry had on a tie, unlike Ron. Ron also had his hair slicked back, unlike Harry. "You both look great," said Ron. "Yes, you both look exceptional," said Hermoine, trying to be nice. "Thank you," both Harry and Cho said, "you two also look great," continued Harry. Cho just nodded.
Dumbledore stood up, and waited for the hall to quiet down. "The dance has now begun." Dumbledore snapped a finger, and music started playing. Waltz- like music was surrounding the students. Harry looked at Cho, "Want to dance?" Cho nodded. Ron looked at Hermoine, and Hermoine nodded before Ron said anything. Both girls put their hands around their dates. Both couples danced, and pulled away from each other. About half an hour later, a ghost came into the hall, through the roof. Balloons fell a few feet from Harry and Cho. "Peeves, stop that," said Hermoine, a few feet the other direction. "Peeves," again was heard from Hermoine' mouth as a splash came again. Another ghost came through the wall near some first years. Screams of fear were heard and Harry's head snapped to the source. Nearly Headless Nick was showing off how close he was decapitated, his head hanging around his should, the little shred of flesh attached to it's neck. The first years screamed when they saw this. The strange thing is that Nick showed no remorse, which is unlike him. Harry heard a student say something about an "Evil Eclipse". The Bloody Baron came through the southern wall. He was swinging his "ghost sword". Of course, it passed through the students. The Hufflepuff ghost came through the ceiling, smiling. The good friar just smiled, and observed the others. Harry realized that all the house ghosts were there, except Ravenclaw's. He then realized that he never saw Ravenclaw's ghost. All of a sudden, there was a big "boom". As a perfect, Harry was obligated to check it out. "I'll be right back," he said to Cho. "Alright," she said to him, but looking toward the source of the boom. Harry left the Great Hall, and walked toward the source of the boom. He heard repeated booms, almost as frequent as his footsteps. Boom. Boom. Boom. As he turned to what is supposed to be the Ravenclaw entrance, but ran into a large opening to the now dark sky. As quickly as he opened his mouth he heard a "Holy ****!" He turned, "HERMOINE!" There stood ahead of him was Hermoine. She quickly turned and covered her mouth. As Harry turned again, the wall was replaced. A few seconds later, BOOM. Fire erupted from the replaced wall. A coulomb of fire specifically fired at Hermoine. Harry noticed. "Hermoine!" Harry yelled. She quickly turned toward him. Harry dived, taking Hermoine out of reach of the fire. Harry turned his head, keeping his body over Hermoine's, and looked to see the wall fall out of sight. The sky was visible again. The darkness has left the sky within a few seconds, and the wall replaced. He turned to look at Hermoine. "You all right?" he asked. Hermoine nodded.
After the two got up, a new ghost came through the wall that fell. He looked no older than 15, of average height and skinny. Blonde hair dangled from his hair. "Hello," said the new ghost. "Hi, I don't remember anyone saying anything about a ghost like you," said Harry. "Well, let me introduce myself. I'm Neo (A/N: Not the one from the Matrix, so no relation.) " Harry looked at Neo. "What was the deal with the wall you came through?" "Ask Dumbledore, he can explain it better," Neo answered Harry's question. "Are you Ravenclaw's ghost?" asked Hermoine hastily. "Yes, I am, but Ravenclaw students don't want others to know," Neo said with disappointment. "Why?" asked Harry. "They say that I have nothing special about me. I guess there ashamed." "So you let them pent you up in that part of the castle? You let them bully you?" asked Hermoine, with a serious tone. Neo shrugged, "I guess." Footsteps could now be heard. "I better go," said Neo, noticing the steps get closer. Before either Harry or Hermoine could object, he was gone. "Ron?" Hermoine asked the approaching footsteps. "Yea?" Ron's voice answered back. "What are you doing here?" asked Hermoine. "Looking for you, see you found Harry." "You could say that," answered Harry. "Come on, the ghosts are back to normal, and Dumbledore wants to talk to the perfects," Ron told the two. "Alright," Harry said. "Ron, can we meet you there, I need to talk to Harry." Ron's eyebrow raised slightly at the two, "Sure, see you soon." Ron left. "What's up?" asked Harry. "I'd like to say a couple of things Harry." "I'm all ears." Hermoine smiled. Harry was always good to talk to. "First off," Hermoine started, "I'd like to thank you." "For" asked Harry. Hermoine looked into his Green, sparkling, eyes., "for saving my life." "Oh, anytime. I. uh." Harry stuttered, and stopped himself. "Go ahead." Hermoine said with interest, her hair bouncing with her head. "Never mind. Just anytime," Harry said as Hermoine game him a confused look.
"Secondly, I'd like to get something out and off my chest," Hermoine spoke nervously. "Harry, you know I try and be there for you, and since first year, you can say I developed a. um." Hermoine stopped a few seconds. She never looked at Harry in the eyes, afraid of what he might think. "A crush?" Harry suggested. Hermoine nodded slowly. Harry smiled, walked to her, and picked her hand up. He bent slightly and gave Hermoine her first kiss on the hand. As Harry melted for Cho, when she touched him, Hermoine had done the same. "How about we go back to the dance?" asked Harry, looking for Hermoine's beautiful eyes, and parts of her face just as beautiful. "You know, as long as I've known you, I never realized how beautiful you are, inside and out," Harry said with a smile. Hermoine blushed, "Thank you." Harry held on to her hand, and walked. Hermoine followed. As Harry entered the Great Hall, he noticed Ron and Cho dancing. Cho's head was on Ron's shoulder. "How about that dance?" asked Harry. "Gladly," Hermoine smiled. Harry put the hand he was holding on his shoulder. Hermoine put the other hand around his neck. Harry pulled her close, and kept his hands on her waist. They bother looked into each other's eyes. Everything slipped away in Harry's mind. Harry's thought, vision, and emotions. All but Hermoine slipped away as Harry leaned in and kissed Hermoine's lips. People hooted around them, but Harry didn't care, let alone hear them. He felt that all there was in the world was nothing, except for the girl in front of him. "Hermoine," Harry spoke as she put her head on his shoulder. "Hmm?" Hermoine sounded. "Would you be my girlfriend?" asked Harry. The song ended, and so did the dance. Hermoine pulled Harry into a hug, and whispered, "Yes" into his ear. Harry closed his eyes, enjoyed Hermoine's touch, smell, and her voice. "Yes, I will," she repeated. Harry smiled and hugged her tighter.
"Will perfects please come up here?" Dumbledore's voice erupted all over the hall. Harry and Hermoine left their hug, and went up. "Hello lovebirds," said the grinning Dumbledore.
A/N: Sorry it took so long to update, hope you like this long chapter. - Kevin