A/N- The Ball, Hermione's view this time. I hope you guys like this because I am close to the ending of this fic. I only think there's Harry's POV, then Ron's POV. Then The last Chapter. You'll hate me for the last chapter, I know you will but. . . hahaha you didn't think you'd get any secrets outta me did you. I hope you guys R/R. On with the show! Oh yeah, I know you guys may ask what about the masquerade part of the ball, and it's there, but honestly how can you not tell it's your best friend when they had a thin piece of paper covering the two inches around their eyes?

Chapter 10- The Night.

Hermione pulled the neck up on her dress robes subconsciously, she didn't want them showing too much. Ginny patted her on the back gently,

"It's okay, besides my mum wouldn't of picked those out for you if she thought they showed too much, come on, it's my mum." She said. Hermione put on a smile and went downstairs. She had decided at the last minute to ask Neville to the ball, but he was already going with somebody, so she went stag. She entered the common room to find harry anxiously tugging at his dress robes, and trying to flatten his hair.

"It's a losing battle Potter." She said as she came down. Harry grinned.

"I know, but I look like this and she's going to come down looking a princess."

"Self conscious teenagers." She muttered playfully and shook her head, walking over to Harry. A noise came from the steps behind her and she looked up to see Ron coming down in Navy Blue dress robes that suited him fabulously. He looked at Hermione and grinned,

"You look fabulous Hermione." he said. She blushed but promptly turned her head. She hadn't forgotten what he did that night.

"yeah, whatever." She said offly, making him frown. just at that point Britany and Ginny came down, Ginny in sparkling robes of white, and Britany in a pretty double cuffed light mauve slightly lavender robes. Ron had grin that spread across his face.

"Y. . you look really nice." He choked out, still stunned by her beauty. He extended his arm as did Harry extend his to Ginny. The two couples exited the common room on the way down to the ball and Hermione in her aqua velvet robes sat there, alone.

Hermione entered the Great Hall late. Everybody was already on the dance floor or grabbing punch. Suddenly a fast song started to play, and Fred and Angelina made their way to the center of the floor to make spectacle of themselves like always. It was their routine, whenever dancing was involved, they we Queen and King.

Hermione sat down in a chair and searched for Ron. Him and Britany were making their way out to the middle of the floor too. All too soon Hermione realized Britany and Ron were going to stand up to Fred and Angelina. In a flurry of flying females and magnificent moves a literal montage occurred in the middle of the room. Fred and Ron were showing off the Weasley moves at fast paces and trying to one up eachother. by the time they had finished Ron had Britany spinning upside on one hand and Fred was twirling Angelina around his mid section.

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After two uneventful hours of Hermione glowering at Ron she decided she didn't care much for balls. They were ruddy unimportant, study diversions with music. She was just about to go upstairs and get an early start on the O.W.L.'s when a hand popped up on the side of her,

"Care to dance My' lady?" A familiar voice asked, Hermione spun around to look at Harry's happy, smiling face.

"Sure." She said, anything to get some fun in this dance. Suddenly a slow song came out of the large speakers at the front of the Great Hall, and everybody started holding their partners close. Harry pulled Hermione close to him and held her, swaying back and forth,

"So did you even try to have fun?" he asked. She ignored his question,

"Are you sure your date won't mind missing a slow dance with her lifelong crush?" She asked, looking up at Harry. He truly was one of her best friends. He knew her almost as well as Ron, and he stuck up for her, almost as well as Ron.

"If it's any consolation all Ron did at the Yule ball was glare at you and Krum." Harry said absently, Hermione knew he was trying to help, but all it did was remind her that she could've had Ron.

"I know Harry, I'm going to go see if I can cut in, talk to you later."

Hermione wandered over to Ron and Britany who were slow dancing very close to eachother. Hermione tapped Britany on the back politely, she turned,

"Mind if I cut in?" She asked in the nicest voice she could muster.

"Umm, yeah, I have to go dance with Harry anyway." She smiled and hurried off to deprive Ginny of her dance partner once more. Ron grabbed up Hermione and the two held eachother in complete silence for a while, until Hermione felt the need to speak,

"Ron . " he looked down at her attentively, "I just want to apologize, I know I treated Britany really bad, and I'm sorry, and I know I sorta played you off the last two weeks, I was just sorta mad about you breaking our pact, forgive me?" She asked looking up at him. He looked puzzled,

"How did you know about me breaking the pact?" He asked. She looked up with panic in her eyes, had she divulged too much information . . yes!

"I . .I. . I sorta saw you guys, by accident."

"Under Harry's cloak?"

"Yes." She peeped out fearfully. Was this going to turn into last year again?

"Hermione I can't believe you!" he said, letting go of her. She stepped back.

"Well I can't believe you broke our promise Ron. I thought we were friends, I thought I knew you better than that!"

"I thought I knew you better two, but I guess that's the second time you let me down." he said, and started to walk away. Hermione grabbed his arm,

"Do you know how hard it is to see the person you love with somebody else. To know you missed the chance and now they are happy with another person. Do you know how it feels to love somebody who doesn't love you back Ron, huh?"

Ron stared down at her deep chocolate brown eyes, a complete opposite from Ginny's caramel ones.

"Yea Hermione I do, remember last ball, remember the fight. Remember 'us' . . . . or the lack thereof!" he said, his shield of pride still up Ron hadn't changed a muscle in his face from the mad countenance he had just had, but Hermione knew him better, she could see into his eyes and see the hurt and the pain. She would do anything to take it away, but she couldn't all she could do was leave the Great Hall in a hurry to hide her tears.

A/N I liked it, I hope you guys did too. I'm sorry, but my nightly posts have to stop because I'm leaving my cousins house, but I promise to continue on this fic, only three more chapters left.!