Chapter 14 : All Hallow's Eve
Finally, it was the day of the ball and everyone was too excited to think straight. Slytherin's would run into Gryffindor's and wouldn't say a word, they'd just walk away smiling.
Draco passed Hermione a note which read:
Dear Hermione, Meet me tonight at the Transfiguration room at 6:45. Love, Draco (a.k.a Prince Charming)
Hermione read it and smiled to herself.
"Class, get in you seats and shut your mouths. The dance isn't for 3 more hours and if you haven't already found your dates thats your own stupid fault. So, stop wasting your time and sit down because you're not making the time go by any faster!" Snape yelled angrily during double Potions.
Hermione finished getting read at 6:44 and knew she would have to run to get to Draco on time. Everyone who had seen her thought she looked beautiful. Some of the guys were practically drooling. She ran as fast as she could to Transfiguration. As soon as she got there she saw a guy about 6'2" with black hair and a white tuxedo on. "Prince Charming." "Ah, Cinderella. It's great to see you." He still hadn't looked at her. But when he turned around to look at her, he gasped. She immediatley blushed. "You look - look..." his voice trailed off stuttering. "I know I look stupid. You look too good for me to with you." She looked down at her glass slippers she conjured up in her room. "No, you look absolutley beautiful." Draco was walking over to her. She looked up into his eyes. "Really?" She asked with a small smile on her face. "Really." He replied. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her.
They were the first people to open the doors (seeing as they were Head Boy and Girl). They were getting some dagger glares but they didn't care, they were in love. They were also to be the first people to dance.
"Would you care to dance Cinderella?" Draco asked in a low voice holding his hand out to her. "I'd love to Prince Charming." She replied giving him her best smile. They noticed all the sneers from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, and all of the snickers and whispers from Gryffindor and Slytherin. It didn't matter to Hermione that people thought they were dancing together because they had to, she would have done it anytime, anywhere, even if they weren't required to.
"She's what?" Ron yelled to Harry. They were both standing outside of the Great Hall because they couldn't bear to see Herm with Malfoy. Harry had told Ron about her being the heir to Voldemort and Slytherin. "I already told you. I don't want to repeat it again. And they did ... well you know ... you know what they did ..." his voice trailed off the same way Hermione's had in the library. "Oh.My.Gosh.No.Bloody.Way." Ron's jaw had dropped and his eyes had practically rolled back in his head. So many thoughts swam through his mind. The girl he loved ... was ... was ... not a ... a ... Ron fainted. Luckily Harry caught him before his head hit the stone. He pulled him over to the wall, in the dark, and within two minutes he was awake.
Soon, after their dance, everyone else was dancing. Ginny had gone with Seamus, but quickly lost him when he grabbed her butt. She was now dancing with Neville. Finally, it was the last dance, no one had to dance with anyone in particular just whomever, although Head Boy and Girl were to select their partners first. They looked around, both of them thinking the same exact thing. I don't care what people think. Does he {Hermione} she {Draco}? They looked and looked. There eyes met. Somehow both their eyes seemed to say "Wanna dance with me?" then after that they seemed to say "Yeah". So they walked over to each other, everyone thinking a fight was coming on, but never in their minds did they assume what was in store for their eyes. They grabbed on to each other, the music started, and they swayed to the beat. The floor was their's, no one danced, no one said anything, no one moved, all they did was watch. They were in utter shock. No one could believe what they saw. They had chosen to dance together. Dumbledore must have made them. It was a prank. But they all knew in there heads, they had truly chosen each other. Both of them aware of the thoughts running through everyone's minds, they did the inevitable. Stopped dancing, and kissed. People gasped, people whispered. Sure. Now they do stuff! Hermione thought. The next thing she knew (after a minute of silence) people gasping once again. Now what? Draco thought, then was thrown to the ground, along with a sharp pain in his jaw. He heard Hermione gasp. "Ron! What do you think you're doing." She asked. "Getting that creep away from you." He yelled. "Go away. I want to be with that 'creep'. 'Cause I love him!" Hermione yelled furiously and turned to tend to Draco. "You'll pay for this Malfoy." Ron yelled and stormed away.
"Alright, here's the plan. We get to be on Malfoy's side, just barely, but enough. Then, when he's least expecting it, we'll turn on him. It doesn't matter what we do, we just have to get rid of him." Ron whispered fiercley to Harry in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. "Brilliant plan." Harry whispered back with a big grin on his face.
"Oh, Draco. Oh, are you okay? I'm taking you to Madame Pomfrey (sp)." She pulled Draco up, who was holding his jaw, and walked him out of the Great Hall, people staring after them. "I'm ukay" Draco slurred out of his mouth. "No you're not. I think your jaw is broken. Oh, whoever knew Ron could do that? Oh, Draco." Hermione sighed sounding worried and frightened. "Really I'm ukay." Draco said once again. He pulled her back from walking. He pulled her closer to him and gave her a hug. She sobbed into his shirt. "It's ukay, Herm. It ull be ukay." Draco soothed her. "Okay, we're still going to the Hospital Wing." They walked on, hand in hand, to the Hospital Wing.
"What now?" Madame Pomfrey asked, rushing over the two. Draco glanced at Hermione who gave him a look as if saying "Lie, I don't want Ron in any more trouble than he probably already is." So Draco, did just that, lied. "We were, uh, walking up the steps from the Great Hall, and uh, I fell and hit my jaw on the ground." He replied. "I see. Well, lets fix you up. You don't look too bad."
"Where is she?" Ron yelled furiously at Harry. "I don't know Ron, I don't know! You were the last one to see her, after the little 'incident'." Harry yelled back. He had never seen this side of Ron. He was ... mean. At that very moment Hermione walked in through the portrait hole. She had been sitting with Draco for 3 hours. "Where have you been!?" Ron yelled even more fiercley than he had to Harry. "Well, first of all that isn't really your business, but second, I was with Draco. Seeing as how you put him in the Hospital Wing! You should be ashamed of yourself Ronald Weasley. If I wanted your help, I would have asked you for it. I cannot believe what you did back there. Do not talk to me until you are ready to apologize to both me and Draco, my boyfriend." Harry and Ron shuddered at the words Draco and boyfriend being used in the same sentence, by Hermione none-the-less. Hermione turned and ran out the portrait hole and to her dormitory where she sobbed and sobbed and sobbed, until she finally fell asleep. The following day, Draco was released from the Hospital Wing, he had had a broken jaw but Madame Pomfrey worked her magic (no pun intended),so he was back and better then ever the following day.
"Mione?" It was Ron who asked Hermione cautiously and meekly. "What do you want Ron, and don't EVER call me 'Mione' again. I hate it." Hermione spat at him. "I wanted to apologize to you for acting the way I did at the ball." "Well, that's good and all, and I respect that, but what about Draco?" Hermione asked standing her ground, not giving into his apology. "I refuse to apologize to him." Ron replied curtly. "The I refuse to accept your apologize. Goodbye." Hermione replied and walked away from where they were standing. Ron was astounded. Had she really just turned his apology down? No, she couldn't have. But yes, she did. Now, both of them would pay. He was afraid to think of it, but he was sick and tired of that filthy Mudblood. Hermione Granger.
Finally, it was the day of the ball and everyone was too excited to think straight. Slytherin's would run into Gryffindor's and wouldn't say a word, they'd just walk away smiling.
Draco passed Hermione a note which read:
Dear Hermione, Meet me tonight at the Transfiguration room at 6:45. Love, Draco (a.k.a Prince Charming)
Hermione read it and smiled to herself.
"Class, get in you seats and shut your mouths. The dance isn't for 3 more hours and if you haven't already found your dates thats your own stupid fault. So, stop wasting your time and sit down because you're not making the time go by any faster!" Snape yelled angrily during double Potions.
Hermione finished getting read at 6:44 and knew she would have to run to get to Draco on time. Everyone who had seen her thought she looked beautiful. Some of the guys were practically drooling. She ran as fast as she could to Transfiguration. As soon as she got there she saw a guy about 6'2" with black hair and a white tuxedo on. "Prince Charming." "Ah, Cinderella. It's great to see you." He still hadn't looked at her. But when he turned around to look at her, he gasped. She immediatley blushed. "You look - look..." his voice trailed off stuttering. "I know I look stupid. You look too good for me to with you." She looked down at her glass slippers she conjured up in her room. "No, you look absolutley beautiful." Draco was walking over to her. She looked up into his eyes. "Really?" She asked with a small smile on her face. "Really." He replied. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her.
They were the first people to open the doors (seeing as they were Head Boy and Girl). They were getting some dagger glares but they didn't care, they were in love. They were also to be the first people to dance.
"Would you care to dance Cinderella?" Draco asked in a low voice holding his hand out to her. "I'd love to Prince Charming." She replied giving him her best smile. They noticed all the sneers from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, and all of the snickers and whispers from Gryffindor and Slytherin. It didn't matter to Hermione that people thought they were dancing together because they had to, she would have done it anytime, anywhere, even if they weren't required to.
"She's what?" Ron yelled to Harry. They were both standing outside of the Great Hall because they couldn't bear to see Herm with Malfoy. Harry had told Ron about her being the heir to Voldemort and Slytherin. "I already told you. I don't want to repeat it again. And they did ... well you know ... you know what they did ..." his voice trailed off the same way Hermione's had in the library. "Oh.My.Gosh.No.Bloody.Way." Ron's jaw had dropped and his eyes had practically rolled back in his head. So many thoughts swam through his mind. The girl he loved ... was ... was ... not a ... a ... Ron fainted. Luckily Harry caught him before his head hit the stone. He pulled him over to the wall, in the dark, and within two minutes he was awake.
Soon, after their dance, everyone else was dancing. Ginny had gone with Seamus, but quickly lost him when he grabbed her butt. She was now dancing with Neville. Finally, it was the last dance, no one had to dance with anyone in particular just whomever, although Head Boy and Girl were to select their partners first. They looked around, both of them thinking the same exact thing. I don't care what people think. Does he {Hermione} she {Draco}? They looked and looked. There eyes met. Somehow both their eyes seemed to say "Wanna dance with me?" then after that they seemed to say "Yeah". So they walked over to each other, everyone thinking a fight was coming on, but never in their minds did they assume what was in store for their eyes. They grabbed on to each other, the music started, and they swayed to the beat. The floor was their's, no one danced, no one said anything, no one moved, all they did was watch. They were in utter shock. No one could believe what they saw. They had chosen to dance together. Dumbledore must have made them. It was a prank. But they all knew in there heads, they had truly chosen each other. Both of them aware of the thoughts running through everyone's minds, they did the inevitable. Stopped dancing, and kissed. People gasped, people whispered. Sure. Now they do stuff! Hermione thought. The next thing she knew (after a minute of silence) people gasping once again. Now what? Draco thought, then was thrown to the ground, along with a sharp pain in his jaw. He heard Hermione gasp. "Ron! What do you think you're doing." She asked. "Getting that creep away from you." He yelled. "Go away. I want to be with that 'creep'. 'Cause I love him!" Hermione yelled furiously and turned to tend to Draco. "You'll pay for this Malfoy." Ron yelled and stormed away.
"Alright, here's the plan. We get to be on Malfoy's side, just barely, but enough. Then, when he's least expecting it, we'll turn on him. It doesn't matter what we do, we just have to get rid of him." Ron whispered fiercley to Harry in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. "Brilliant plan." Harry whispered back with a big grin on his face.
"Oh, Draco. Oh, are you okay? I'm taking you to Madame Pomfrey (sp)." She pulled Draco up, who was holding his jaw, and walked him out of the Great Hall, people staring after them. "I'm ukay" Draco slurred out of his mouth. "No you're not. I think your jaw is broken. Oh, whoever knew Ron could do that? Oh, Draco." Hermione sighed sounding worried and frightened. "Really I'm ukay." Draco said once again. He pulled her back from walking. He pulled her closer to him and gave her a hug. She sobbed into his shirt. "It's ukay, Herm. It ull be ukay." Draco soothed her. "Okay, we're still going to the Hospital Wing." They walked on, hand in hand, to the Hospital Wing.
"What now?" Madame Pomfrey asked, rushing over the two. Draco glanced at Hermione who gave him a look as if saying "Lie, I don't want Ron in any more trouble than he probably already is." So Draco, did just that, lied. "We were, uh, walking up the steps from the Great Hall, and uh, I fell and hit my jaw on the ground." He replied. "I see. Well, lets fix you up. You don't look too bad."
"Where is she?" Ron yelled furiously at Harry. "I don't know Ron, I don't know! You were the last one to see her, after the little 'incident'." Harry yelled back. He had never seen this side of Ron. He was ... mean. At that very moment Hermione walked in through the portrait hole. She had been sitting with Draco for 3 hours. "Where have you been!?" Ron yelled even more fiercley than he had to Harry. "Well, first of all that isn't really your business, but second, I was with Draco. Seeing as how you put him in the Hospital Wing! You should be ashamed of yourself Ronald Weasley. If I wanted your help, I would have asked you for it. I cannot believe what you did back there. Do not talk to me until you are ready to apologize to both me and Draco, my boyfriend." Harry and Ron shuddered at the words Draco and boyfriend being used in the same sentence, by Hermione none-the-less. Hermione turned and ran out the portrait hole and to her dormitory where she sobbed and sobbed and sobbed, until she finally fell asleep. The following day, Draco was released from the Hospital Wing, he had had a broken jaw but Madame Pomfrey worked her magic (no pun intended),so he was back and better then ever the following day.
"Mione?" It was Ron who asked Hermione cautiously and meekly. "What do you want Ron, and don't EVER call me 'Mione' again. I hate it." Hermione spat at him. "I wanted to apologize to you for acting the way I did at the ball." "Well, that's good and all, and I respect that, but what about Draco?" Hermione asked standing her ground, not giving into his apology. "I refuse to apologize to him." Ron replied curtly. "The I refuse to accept your apologize. Goodbye." Hermione replied and walked away from where they were standing. Ron was astounded. Had she really just turned his apology down? No, she couldn't have. But yes, she did. Now, both of them would pay. He was afraid to think of it, but he was sick and tired of that filthy Mudblood. Hermione Granger.