I DON'T WANT TO MISS A THING
Chapter 5
"Keeping to the theme of "Fantasy in the Clouds", everything will be light colored, well, except the dance which will be dark because there will be very little light. Now, photographs of the entire class will be taken, followed by individual if you desire. After photographs are taken, you will eat dinner, and after dinner, there will be a ball that you can attend. Now if everyone will line up against the wall, and I will take the pictures.
Everyone lined up against the wall in a straight line. Dumbledor conjured up bleachers for everyone to stand on. After listening to McGonagall say "move over" about one hundred times, pictures were finally taken of the whole group and everyone went back to their seats to eat dinner.
After everyone had eaten dinner and the plates were taken away, two tables moved across the room to the front and pushed together, to make a bigger table. A strange man walked in, he had bright green hair that was done in what looked like a Mohawk about two inches high. He had on blue jeans with safety pins and buttons all over. He also had a white tee shirt that had a picture of the Eiffel Tower on the front. Most of the girls liked the way that he looked; they were crowding to the front of the Great Hall to get a better look at this mysterious man.
He walked up to the table and pulled out his wand, muttered something and then speakers appeared on the table. He swished his wand and the speakers went to different points of the Great Hall. Another swish of his wand gave him another table about three feet (one meter) tall, and three feet wide. On the top of that table was a keypad and a whole about the size of a soccer ball. After he organized that, he picked up his wand and pointed it at his throat "Sonorus."
"Hey, hey guys! I will be your DJ for the evening, my name is Paris. I have about every song that you can think of, well, except for chamber music, sorry Professor Dumbledore."
"That is all right, Mr. Gosslin." said Professor Dumbledor laughing.
"Yeah, I have muggle and our music. So don't be shy, request your favorite song to dance fast to, or you and your honey's song to Ssssslllllloooooowwwwww dance too." Professor Dumbledor waved his wand and the ceiling of the Great Hall went dark, like the sky outside, the little butterflies dimmed a little. The Great Hall wasn't too dark or too light, it was perfect for slow or fast dancing.
Paris put on a wizarding song called "Friday the 13th" by the band Bad Omen. People started to dance fast, most of the houses mixing with another, except for the Slytherins, who were dancing all by themselves in a corner.
Harry walked up to Paris.
"How can I help you sir?" Harry was relieved to know that it was too dark for strangers to notice his scar.
"Um, do you have the muggle song "I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing" by Aerosmith?"
"Hmmmmm, let me check." Paris banged on the keypad on the table and out popped a CD.
"Yep, I do. What song again?"
"I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing."
"I'll play it after this next one, all right?"
"Ok."
Harry walked back to where Hermione was sitting a table.
"Are you having fun?" Harry asked.
"I guess so, but I can tell you that Ron is." Hermione was pointing at Ron who was dancing wildly with Lavender and a few other girls. Harry chuckled when he saw this.
The song stopped and Harry's classmates clapped. Another song came on. It was a little slower than "Friday the 13th " but it was still a fast song. Harry could hear Hermione singing softly beside him.
"Don't speak
I know just what you're seein'
So please stop explainin'
Don't tell me cause it hurts.
Don't speak
I know what you're thinkin'
I don't need your reasons
Don't tell me cause it hurts
It's all ending
Gotta stop pretending
Who we are."
Harry leaned over, "Hey Hermione." She jumped about a foot into the air.
"Merlin's beard! Harry what was that for?" She said gently hitting him on the arm.
"I only wanted to tell you that you sing very nicely."
"Thanks."
"Oh yeah! What song was that?"
"You don't know that song?" Hermione sounded shocked that Harry didn't know that song.
"I never listened to a lot of music growing up."
"Oh, well, it is called "Don't Speak" by the band No Doubt."
"Muggle?"
"Yep, one of my favorites from the United States."
Harry and Hermione just sat there for a few more minutes, not talking or anything. Then they heard Paris talking to the whole group.
"All right guys. I have a request that I am going to play. Now is the time to get your sweetie in your arms and dance a nice slow dance with them."
"What song?" someone called out.
" 'I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing' by Aerosmith."
Harry looked at Hermione.
"Do you want to dance?" Harry asked Hermione, holing his hand out. Hermione smiled.
"Yes." She said, holding his hand as Harry lead Hermione out onto the dance floor.
The music started to play. Hermione wrapped her arms around Harry's neck. Harry was surprised to feel her this close to him. He could smell the light flowery scent in her hair that was pulled up into a French twist. He wrapped his arms around her waist and started to sway to the music.
I could stay awake
Just to hear you breathin'
Watch you smile while you are sleepin'
While you're far away and dreamin'
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure
"I'm sorry Harry." Hermione whispered to Harry's chest, but he heard.
"Sorry about what?"
"This morning. I shouldn't have said that to you. I'm sorry." She said burying her head in his chest. Harry didn't say a thing. He just swayed to the music with his love in his arms.
Lying close to you
Feeling your heart beating
And I'm wondering what you're dreaming
Wondering if it's me you seein'
Then I'd kiss your eyes
And thank God we're together
I just want to stay with you in this moment forever, forever and ever
Don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna miss a thing
Cause I'd miss you baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
Hermione looked up at Harry with red eyes. She could see that she had hurt him by the look on his face.
"Harry." She whispered. Harry looked down at her and saw tears in her eyes.
"Please Hermione, don't cry. I feel so bad every time you do."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I feel terrible when you cry. I don't know how to explain it. It's like I want to kill the world for making you feel bad. And if I'm the one who makes you cry, I want to climb into a hole because I made you feel so bad."
Hermione started to cry.
"See, you just started to cry and I'm the one who made you cry." Harry started to pretend to choke himself. Hermione gasped and pulled his hands from his throat. Harry grinned and held onto her hands.
I don't wanna miss one smile
I don't wanna miss one kiss
I just want to be with you right here with you
Just like this
I just wanna hold you close
Feel your heart so close to mine
And just stay here in this moment
For all the rest of time.
"Harry, will you go for a walk with me?" Hermione asked, searching his eyes.
"Sure."
**************
Ron watched his two best friends weave hand in hand through the crowd towards the door. He was so happy that they had made up after their fight that morning.
"Harry, what are you going to do when you get home?" Hermione asked.
"Umm, I'm not really sure. I think that I will live with Sirius, to get to know him better and to have him tell me things, you know, about my mum and dad. But I'm not really sure."
"You don't have a plan or anything? What are you going to do for a job?" Hermione sounded appalled that Harry didn't know what he was going to do in the future.
"Well, like I said, I'm living with Sirius to get part of my life that I never had, a loving parent. That is what I'm most concerned about now. Then, a little later, I'll start looking for a job."
"So your only plan is to live with Sirius?"
"For a while, but I do want to be with you though."
"Oh, good job Harry. Are you going to mooch of me and Sirius for the rest of your life?" She snapped staring at him.
"For your information, NO! I don't need some girl and old man giving me their charity!"
" 'Some girl', 'some girl'! For your information, this "girl" is a hell of a lot smarter that you. Who practically did all of your school up to this point in school? If it wasn't for me, you would be going to that school your aunt and uncle wanted to send you to!"
"Good for you! You are right, I DON'T need you. I don't need you at all!" Harry yelled at her. Tears sprang up in Hermione's eyes as she stared angrily at him.
"Oh! I hate you!"
"Yeah, me to!" Harry yelled at Hermione.
"I hate you! I hate you Harry Potter!" Hermione yelled again as she ran out of the Gryffindor tower. Harry just sat there for a moment, thinking about what had just happened.
"What have I done? What have I done?" Harry asked himself, burying his face in his hands.
*******************
"Ron, Ron. Come back to the world please." Lavender said shaking his arm.
"Sorry, I was thinking."
"That's a first, and a world record for you. 'Longest thought' goes to Ronald Weasley. Her is your trophy." Lavender said pretending to hand him a trophy.
"Very funny. Ha ha ha ha." Ron said, wrapping his arms around Lavender and kissing her neck.
***************
Harry and Hermione walked outside hand in hand. They walked over to the lake and sat on a rock near the shore. They sat there in silence, staring at the full moon and watching the giant squid to lazy back flips in the water.
"Wow." Hermione thought. "It's really beautiful. It smells like spring." She smelled rose, lavender, pine and juniper. Hermione shivered as a breeze blew off the lake. Harry seeing her shiver, gave her his robe. Hermione wrapped it around herself, and felt much warmer. Then, Hermione thought that Harry just had on pants and a tee shirt.
"You aren't cold? Because if you are, you can have your robe back if you are."
"No, I'm fine. Besides, I was hot with that robe on. I'm wearing a Weasley sweater." Hermione looked at the thick maroon sweater. Harry twisted a little to show her the Hogwarts coat of arms on the front.
"Oh, I was just wondering."
"Thanks for your concern." Harry said smiling.
Hermione leaned back on his shoulder and held his hand.
"This is so perfect."
"What?" Harry asked.
"Oh, I was just talking to myself."
"So," Harry smirked "Everything is perfect?"
"Yeah, it is. First of all, we are not fighting." A wave of guilt washed over both of them at the same time. Hermione sniffled and squeeze Harry's hand.
"Then, I'm with you. And the world just seems right, like it's agreeing with me for one time in my life. It's not being bad to me. I don't know, it just feels right."
"Well, that is very good." Harry said, pulling her in closer and kissing the tip of her nose. Hermione melted in his arms as Harry kissed her neck, eyes, nose and finally her lips. Hermione kissed him back, fully aware of every place that their bodies touched. Hermione came out of her blissful state when she noticed that her robe was slipping down, showing her blouse.
"Um, Harry. As much as I really do like doing this, I don't think that this is really the right place to do this. You are pushing me off the rock."
"Well. since. you. put. it. that . way." Harry said kissing Hermione's neck between each word.
"Harry, Harry. Please stop. No, don't look at me that way. We should go back before people start to thing about what we are doing."
"Why would that be bad? People thinking about what I want to do. Its not so bad, is it? Do you want to do it?"
"Well, um. Ye. um no, well. Not now right now, this rock is really uncomfortable."
"That's all right." Harry said draping an arm around Hermione's shoulders. "Sometimes you have to wait for the best things in life. And now that I think about it, now would not have been the best time to do anything. We should wait. At least until we find a more comfortable spot or we get married."
"Are you proposing?"
"No, maybe someday."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I meant it when I said that I wanted to be with you."
"I love you so much." Hermione said hugging Harry.
"I know. I love you too." He said, standing up and pulling gently on her arm.
"What?" Hermione asked as she stood up.
"We are going back to the dance."
"Oh really? Who died and made you in charge?"
"No one died, I just made myself a General. So you have to listen to everything that I say and I make all of the decisions. Got it?" He said starring into her eyes.
"Yes sir!" Hermione saluted him.
"At ease, Private."
"Oh, so I'm a private. I thought that I would at least be a general or something. I can make decisions too you know."
"Oh yeah? Like what?"
"Well, I can tell the General how close his "gun" is going to get to a certain "undercover target". If you get my drift."
"Oh, yes. Drift fully caught."
"That's what I thought. Now for my first official command, you will be taking me to the dance. Got it General Potter?"
"Right away, five star General Granger."
"Is a five star General good?"
"I don't know, but it is better than a private, right?" Hermione glared at Harry as he moved closer to her.
"You are so cute when you're grumpy." Harry said pinching her cheek.
Hermione almost slapped Harry's face, but his Seeker reflexes got him out of the way in time.
"Harry Potter, you get back here NOW!" Hermione yelled after Harry, chasing him across the lawn. *********** So what did you think? This is my favorite chapter, the dance scene and all, and the whole gun thing, funny, if I do say so myself. Well R/R, please. Thanks a bunch, Princess Fiona.
"Keeping to the theme of "Fantasy in the Clouds", everything will be light colored, well, except the dance which will be dark because there will be very little light. Now, photographs of the entire class will be taken, followed by individual if you desire. After photographs are taken, you will eat dinner, and after dinner, there will be a ball that you can attend. Now if everyone will line up against the wall, and I will take the pictures.
Everyone lined up against the wall in a straight line. Dumbledor conjured up bleachers for everyone to stand on. After listening to McGonagall say "move over" about one hundred times, pictures were finally taken of the whole group and everyone went back to their seats to eat dinner.
After everyone had eaten dinner and the plates were taken away, two tables moved across the room to the front and pushed together, to make a bigger table. A strange man walked in, he had bright green hair that was done in what looked like a Mohawk about two inches high. He had on blue jeans with safety pins and buttons all over. He also had a white tee shirt that had a picture of the Eiffel Tower on the front. Most of the girls liked the way that he looked; they were crowding to the front of the Great Hall to get a better look at this mysterious man.
He walked up to the table and pulled out his wand, muttered something and then speakers appeared on the table. He swished his wand and the speakers went to different points of the Great Hall. Another swish of his wand gave him another table about three feet (one meter) tall, and three feet wide. On the top of that table was a keypad and a whole about the size of a soccer ball. After he organized that, he picked up his wand and pointed it at his throat "Sonorus."
"Hey, hey guys! I will be your DJ for the evening, my name is Paris. I have about every song that you can think of, well, except for chamber music, sorry Professor Dumbledore."
"That is all right, Mr. Gosslin." said Professor Dumbledor laughing.
"Yeah, I have muggle and our music. So don't be shy, request your favorite song to dance fast to, or you and your honey's song to Ssssslllllloooooowwwwww dance too." Professor Dumbledor waved his wand and the ceiling of the Great Hall went dark, like the sky outside, the little butterflies dimmed a little. The Great Hall wasn't too dark or too light, it was perfect for slow or fast dancing.
Paris put on a wizarding song called "Friday the 13th" by the band Bad Omen. People started to dance fast, most of the houses mixing with another, except for the Slytherins, who were dancing all by themselves in a corner.
Harry walked up to Paris.
"How can I help you sir?" Harry was relieved to know that it was too dark for strangers to notice his scar.
"Um, do you have the muggle song "I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing" by Aerosmith?"
"Hmmmmm, let me check." Paris banged on the keypad on the table and out popped a CD.
"Yep, I do. What song again?"
"I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing."
"I'll play it after this next one, all right?"
"Ok."
Harry walked back to where Hermione was sitting a table.
"Are you having fun?" Harry asked.
"I guess so, but I can tell you that Ron is." Hermione was pointing at Ron who was dancing wildly with Lavender and a few other girls. Harry chuckled when he saw this.
The song stopped and Harry's classmates clapped. Another song came on. It was a little slower than "Friday the 13th " but it was still a fast song. Harry could hear Hermione singing softly beside him.
"Don't speak
I know just what you're seein'
So please stop explainin'
Don't tell me cause it hurts.
Don't speak
I know what you're thinkin'
I don't need your reasons
Don't tell me cause it hurts
It's all ending
Gotta stop pretending
Who we are."
Harry leaned over, "Hey Hermione." She jumped about a foot into the air.
"Merlin's beard! Harry what was that for?" She said gently hitting him on the arm.
"I only wanted to tell you that you sing very nicely."
"Thanks."
"Oh yeah! What song was that?"
"You don't know that song?" Hermione sounded shocked that Harry didn't know that song.
"I never listened to a lot of music growing up."
"Oh, well, it is called "Don't Speak" by the band No Doubt."
"Muggle?"
"Yep, one of my favorites from the United States."
Harry and Hermione just sat there for a few more minutes, not talking or anything. Then they heard Paris talking to the whole group.
"All right guys. I have a request that I am going to play. Now is the time to get your sweetie in your arms and dance a nice slow dance with them."
"What song?" someone called out.
" 'I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing' by Aerosmith."
Harry looked at Hermione.
"Do you want to dance?" Harry asked Hermione, holing his hand out. Hermione smiled.
"Yes." She said, holding his hand as Harry lead Hermione out onto the dance floor.
The music started to play. Hermione wrapped her arms around Harry's neck. Harry was surprised to feel her this close to him. He could smell the light flowery scent in her hair that was pulled up into a French twist. He wrapped his arms around her waist and started to sway to the music.
I could stay awake
Just to hear you breathin'
Watch you smile while you are sleepin'
While you're far away and dreamin'
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure
"I'm sorry Harry." Hermione whispered to Harry's chest, but he heard.
"Sorry about what?"
"This morning. I shouldn't have said that to you. I'm sorry." She said burying her head in his chest. Harry didn't say a thing. He just swayed to the music with his love in his arms.
Lying close to you
Feeling your heart beating
And I'm wondering what you're dreaming
Wondering if it's me you seein'
Then I'd kiss your eyes
And thank God we're together
I just want to stay with you in this moment forever, forever and ever
Don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna miss a thing
Cause I'd miss you baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
Hermione looked up at Harry with red eyes. She could see that she had hurt him by the look on his face.
"Harry." She whispered. Harry looked down at her and saw tears in her eyes.
"Please Hermione, don't cry. I feel so bad every time you do."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I feel terrible when you cry. I don't know how to explain it. It's like I want to kill the world for making you feel bad. And if I'm the one who makes you cry, I want to climb into a hole because I made you feel so bad."
Hermione started to cry.
"See, you just started to cry and I'm the one who made you cry." Harry started to pretend to choke himself. Hermione gasped and pulled his hands from his throat. Harry grinned and held onto her hands.
I don't wanna miss one smile
I don't wanna miss one kiss
I just want to be with you right here with you
Just like this
I just wanna hold you close
Feel your heart so close to mine
And just stay here in this moment
For all the rest of time.
"Harry, will you go for a walk with me?" Hermione asked, searching his eyes.
"Sure."
**************
Ron watched his two best friends weave hand in hand through the crowd towards the door. He was so happy that they had made up after their fight that morning.
"Harry, what are you going to do when you get home?" Hermione asked.
"Umm, I'm not really sure. I think that I will live with Sirius, to get to know him better and to have him tell me things, you know, about my mum and dad. But I'm not really sure."
"You don't have a plan or anything? What are you going to do for a job?" Hermione sounded appalled that Harry didn't know what he was going to do in the future.
"Well, like I said, I'm living with Sirius to get part of my life that I never had, a loving parent. That is what I'm most concerned about now. Then, a little later, I'll start looking for a job."
"So your only plan is to live with Sirius?"
"For a while, but I do want to be with you though."
"Oh, good job Harry. Are you going to mooch of me and Sirius for the rest of your life?" She snapped staring at him.
"For your information, NO! I don't need some girl and old man giving me their charity!"
" 'Some girl', 'some girl'! For your information, this "girl" is a hell of a lot smarter that you. Who practically did all of your school up to this point in school? If it wasn't for me, you would be going to that school your aunt and uncle wanted to send you to!"
"Good for you! You are right, I DON'T need you. I don't need you at all!" Harry yelled at her. Tears sprang up in Hermione's eyes as she stared angrily at him.
"Oh! I hate you!"
"Yeah, me to!" Harry yelled at Hermione.
"I hate you! I hate you Harry Potter!" Hermione yelled again as she ran out of the Gryffindor tower. Harry just sat there for a moment, thinking about what had just happened.
"What have I done? What have I done?" Harry asked himself, burying his face in his hands.
*******************
"Ron, Ron. Come back to the world please." Lavender said shaking his arm.
"Sorry, I was thinking."
"That's a first, and a world record for you. 'Longest thought' goes to Ronald Weasley. Her is your trophy." Lavender said pretending to hand him a trophy.
"Very funny. Ha ha ha ha." Ron said, wrapping his arms around Lavender and kissing her neck.
***************
Harry and Hermione walked outside hand in hand. They walked over to the lake and sat on a rock near the shore. They sat there in silence, staring at the full moon and watching the giant squid to lazy back flips in the water.
"Wow." Hermione thought. "It's really beautiful. It smells like spring." She smelled rose, lavender, pine and juniper. Hermione shivered as a breeze blew off the lake. Harry seeing her shiver, gave her his robe. Hermione wrapped it around herself, and felt much warmer. Then, Hermione thought that Harry just had on pants and a tee shirt.
"You aren't cold? Because if you are, you can have your robe back if you are."
"No, I'm fine. Besides, I was hot with that robe on. I'm wearing a Weasley sweater." Hermione looked at the thick maroon sweater. Harry twisted a little to show her the Hogwarts coat of arms on the front.
"Oh, I was just wondering."
"Thanks for your concern." Harry said smiling.
Hermione leaned back on his shoulder and held his hand.
"This is so perfect."
"What?" Harry asked.
"Oh, I was just talking to myself."
"So," Harry smirked "Everything is perfect?"
"Yeah, it is. First of all, we are not fighting." A wave of guilt washed over both of them at the same time. Hermione sniffled and squeeze Harry's hand.
"Then, I'm with you. And the world just seems right, like it's agreeing with me for one time in my life. It's not being bad to me. I don't know, it just feels right."
"Well, that is very good." Harry said, pulling her in closer and kissing the tip of her nose. Hermione melted in his arms as Harry kissed her neck, eyes, nose and finally her lips. Hermione kissed him back, fully aware of every place that their bodies touched. Hermione came out of her blissful state when she noticed that her robe was slipping down, showing her blouse.
"Um, Harry. As much as I really do like doing this, I don't think that this is really the right place to do this. You are pushing me off the rock."
"Well. since. you. put. it. that . way." Harry said kissing Hermione's neck between each word.
"Harry, Harry. Please stop. No, don't look at me that way. We should go back before people start to thing about what we are doing."
"Why would that be bad? People thinking about what I want to do. Its not so bad, is it? Do you want to do it?"
"Well, um. Ye. um no, well. Not now right now, this rock is really uncomfortable."
"That's all right." Harry said draping an arm around Hermione's shoulders. "Sometimes you have to wait for the best things in life. And now that I think about it, now would not have been the best time to do anything. We should wait. At least until we find a more comfortable spot or we get married."
"Are you proposing?"
"No, maybe someday."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I meant it when I said that I wanted to be with you."
"I love you so much." Hermione said hugging Harry.
"I know. I love you too." He said, standing up and pulling gently on her arm.
"What?" Hermione asked as she stood up.
"We are going back to the dance."
"Oh really? Who died and made you in charge?"
"No one died, I just made myself a General. So you have to listen to everything that I say and I make all of the decisions. Got it?" He said starring into her eyes.
"Yes sir!" Hermione saluted him.
"At ease, Private."
"Oh, so I'm a private. I thought that I would at least be a general or something. I can make decisions too you know."
"Oh yeah? Like what?"
"Well, I can tell the General how close his "gun" is going to get to a certain "undercover target". If you get my drift."
"Oh, yes. Drift fully caught."
"That's what I thought. Now for my first official command, you will be taking me to the dance. Got it General Potter?"
"Right away, five star General Granger."
"Is a five star General good?"
"I don't know, but it is better than a private, right?" Hermione glared at Harry as he moved closer to her.
"You are so cute when you're grumpy." Harry said pinching her cheek.
Hermione almost slapped Harry's face, but his Seeker reflexes got him out of the way in time.
"Harry Potter, you get back here NOW!" Hermione yelled after Harry, chasing him across the lawn. *********** So what did you think? This is my favorite chapter, the dance scene and all, and the whole gun thing, funny, if I do say so myself. Well R/R, please. Thanks a bunch, Princess Fiona.