Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story. Nor do I own
the song that is used at the end.
The next morning Hermione was back. No stunning dress, no black hair, and no makeup, just regular Hermione. She was happy all day none the less. At lunch she talked to Harry.
"Hermione, where were you last night? I met the most wonderful girl!" Harry grinned.
"I was there, I saw you, but I guess you didn't see me. So tell me about this girl?" Hermione smiled.
"She was gorgeous. She had black hair, a red dress, and was prettier then even Cho Chang if it's at all possible. She was a little short for a fifth year. I think she may have been a fourth year. Did you see her?" Harry asked.
"Oh her! Oh, I know her." Hermione smirked.
"Really? Who is she? What's her name? What house is she in? Did she say anything about me?" Harry questioned.
"Calm down boy. You know her too. That's all I can tell you without giving it away. It wouldn't be fair for me to tell you her name if I can't tell her yours." Hermione sighed.
"Tell her my name then! Then you can tell me her's. Hermione I beg of you. I'm dying here. She was the most wonderful girl I've ever met." Harry pleaded.
"Harry, I can't. You'll find out on Friday. Oh, Hello Ginny. Harry and I were just talking about last night. Apparently he really likes this girl he met. Harry, why don't you tell Ginny about it. I'd love to stay, but I have to get to my next class. I'll see you all later." Hermione waved, leaving Harry and Ginny to talk by themselves.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
At the end of the day Hermione met with the other prefects. They discussed what time they were all leaving. They didn't want to see each other. Hermione would go first. Justin would go second. Darlene would go third, and Draco would go last. Justin and Darlene left immediately afterwards to go get ready.
"How come you aren't dressing up yet?" Draco asked.
"I'm waiting for Ginny. We're helping each other get ready. I know I'm leaving first, but it won't take too long for me to get ready." Hermione answered.
"So did you have a good time last night?" Draco smiled.
"Yes, I had a very good time. I met a really handsome guy, and I'm meeting him again tonight. Everyone seems to have that. I wonder when the whole thing ends, how many of these little couples will last?" Hermione wondered.
"I'd say about ten percent. Most of them will find out that they had been with someone of a different age or house, and they'll probably ignore each other for the rest of their time here. I won't though. I met this girl, and I don't care how old she is, or what house she's in." Draco smiled to himself.
"Me too. Well Ginny's here now. I'm going to go get ready. I'll see you tomorrow. Have a good time tonight." Hermione waved and pulled Ginny into her room.
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After getting ready, they both looked perfect. Ginny's hair was now dark brown, and her dress was a black medieval dress with a low neckline and several petticoats. Instead of curling her hair she put it up in a very pretty twist. Both of them knew Harry would die when he saw her.
Hermione's hair, like Ginny's, was dark brown. She curled it again, but this time in little ringlets. Her dress was a deep red with gold lace around the edges. Her sleeves were long and had a lot of lace at the end. It had several petticoats too, but not quite as many as Ginny. The night before her makeup and mask had been mostly black. Tonight it was red to go with the outfits.
They looked into the mirror one last time and headed out. They smiled at all the boys. They heard many whistles and lots of whispering as they passed by. They found it all quite flattering.
Ginny let out a nervous sigh as she say Harry waiting for her. She looked a lot different from the night before, but you could tell by the look in his eyes he knew it was his girl from the night before. Ginny hugged Hermione and Hermione wished her good luck as she went to join Harry.
Hermione went out onto the balcony and waited for her prince charming to arrive. She couldn't wait to see him. He was all she had thought about all day. She thought about his voice, his hair, his eyes, his smile, and the way he smelled and the way that he made her feel.
She had waited for over half an hour for him and started to worry. She started to believe that he wasn't going to show up. The thought of it crushed her. She wanted him to be there. She wanted to be with him again, like the night before.
Hermione sighed and started to leave when she bumped into someone. That someone just happened to be the guy from the night before. His outfit was like all the other guy's outfits, only he wore blue, while they wore green or black.
"I'm sorry I'm late. I tried to get here sooner, but I was delayed." He apologized.
"I'm just glad you're here. I was beginning to think you wouldn't show." She smiled.
"I was afraid of that. I'm sorry, I'll make sure that it doesn't happen again." He pulled out a bouquet of red roses and handed them to her.
"They're beautiful. Thank you." She glanced up at him with happiness.
"Beautiful roses, for a beautiful lady." He whispered.
Hermione blushed and looked away. She heard him laugh lightly and looked back at him and arched an eyebrow.
"And what, may I ask, is so funny?" She asked.
"You blushed. I find it cute." He answered.
Hearing that only make her blush even more. He laughed and set her roses down on the bench beside them. Taking her hands he pulled her to him to dance.
They danced three slow songs and five fast songs, and they both became tired. So they decided to sit o the bench and talk a little bit.
"Wanna make a little deal?" He asked her.
"What kind of a deal?" She played with the roses.
"The kind where we tell each other a little bit more about ourselves each night. That way I can get to know you a little." He suggested.
"Ok then. What do you want to know?" She leaned back.
"What house are you in?" He asked.
"I'm in Gryffindore. So what about you? What house are you in?" Hermione grinned.
"Slytherin. Now normally I don't like Gryffindores. Actually I usually can't stand them, but you seem so different. You intrigue me." He fiddled with his fingers.
"I don't usually like Slytherins either, but I like you. Most of them are nasty and cruel, but you don't seem like that at all." Hermione watched him, but his eyes never made contact with her.
They stayed quiet for a while. Hermione was content to just sit next to him. Just being so near him made her happy.
"Is something wrong? Is my being in Gryffindore a problem? If it is we can end this now." Hermione sighed.
"No. I was thinking that most people won't be happy seeing us together, but I don't care. I'm tired of worrying about what everyone else thinks is right. I'm going to do what I think is right. I like you, and I like being around you." He smiled at her.
"Good, because I like being around you too. This is probably the last song of the night. Would you like to dance?" Hermione asked him as she stood up.
And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't wanna go home right now
"You're something else. You know that?" He smiled.
And all I could taste is this moment
And all I can breath is your life
And sooner or later it's over
I just don't wanna miss you tonight
"Yeah, I've had my suspicions, but thanks for bringing it to my attention. My question for you is, do you have any idea how handsome you are?" Hermione grinned.
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
"No, but do you have any idea how incredibly sexy you are?" He whispered in her ear.
And you can't fight the tears that ain't comming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive
Hermione blushed for probably the hundredth time that night and looked away, but his hand reached up and gently forced her to look at him.
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
"What would you do if I kissed you right now?" He softly whispered.
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
"I don't know. Why don't you find out?" she replied.
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And so he did. He bent his head down and at first his lips barely touched hers. Then he pressed his lips to hers, and when he pulled away they both smiled slightly at each other.
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
A/N: I really hope you like that one. Once again I'm sorry I messed up chapter five, but I've fixed it. I need a little help. I don't know who Hermione should dress up as on the fourth night. I'm thinking of dressing her up as Galadriel or Arwen, but I'm open to all suggestions. Please review and send in your suggestions.
The next morning Hermione was back. No stunning dress, no black hair, and no makeup, just regular Hermione. She was happy all day none the less. At lunch she talked to Harry.
"Hermione, where were you last night? I met the most wonderful girl!" Harry grinned.
"I was there, I saw you, but I guess you didn't see me. So tell me about this girl?" Hermione smiled.
"She was gorgeous. She had black hair, a red dress, and was prettier then even Cho Chang if it's at all possible. She was a little short for a fifth year. I think she may have been a fourth year. Did you see her?" Harry asked.
"Oh her! Oh, I know her." Hermione smirked.
"Really? Who is she? What's her name? What house is she in? Did she say anything about me?" Harry questioned.
"Calm down boy. You know her too. That's all I can tell you without giving it away. It wouldn't be fair for me to tell you her name if I can't tell her yours." Hermione sighed.
"Tell her my name then! Then you can tell me her's. Hermione I beg of you. I'm dying here. She was the most wonderful girl I've ever met." Harry pleaded.
"Harry, I can't. You'll find out on Friday. Oh, Hello Ginny. Harry and I were just talking about last night. Apparently he really likes this girl he met. Harry, why don't you tell Ginny about it. I'd love to stay, but I have to get to my next class. I'll see you all later." Hermione waved, leaving Harry and Ginny to talk by themselves.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
At the end of the day Hermione met with the other prefects. They discussed what time they were all leaving. They didn't want to see each other. Hermione would go first. Justin would go second. Darlene would go third, and Draco would go last. Justin and Darlene left immediately afterwards to go get ready.
"How come you aren't dressing up yet?" Draco asked.
"I'm waiting for Ginny. We're helping each other get ready. I know I'm leaving first, but it won't take too long for me to get ready." Hermione answered.
"So did you have a good time last night?" Draco smiled.
"Yes, I had a very good time. I met a really handsome guy, and I'm meeting him again tonight. Everyone seems to have that. I wonder when the whole thing ends, how many of these little couples will last?" Hermione wondered.
"I'd say about ten percent. Most of them will find out that they had been with someone of a different age or house, and they'll probably ignore each other for the rest of their time here. I won't though. I met this girl, and I don't care how old she is, or what house she's in." Draco smiled to himself.
"Me too. Well Ginny's here now. I'm going to go get ready. I'll see you tomorrow. Have a good time tonight." Hermione waved and pulled Ginny into her room.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
After getting ready, they both looked perfect. Ginny's hair was now dark brown, and her dress was a black medieval dress with a low neckline and several petticoats. Instead of curling her hair she put it up in a very pretty twist. Both of them knew Harry would die when he saw her.
Hermione's hair, like Ginny's, was dark brown. She curled it again, but this time in little ringlets. Her dress was a deep red with gold lace around the edges. Her sleeves were long and had a lot of lace at the end. It had several petticoats too, but not quite as many as Ginny. The night before her makeup and mask had been mostly black. Tonight it was red to go with the outfits.
They looked into the mirror one last time and headed out. They smiled at all the boys. They heard many whistles and lots of whispering as they passed by. They found it all quite flattering.
Ginny let out a nervous sigh as she say Harry waiting for her. She looked a lot different from the night before, but you could tell by the look in his eyes he knew it was his girl from the night before. Ginny hugged Hermione and Hermione wished her good luck as she went to join Harry.
Hermione went out onto the balcony and waited for her prince charming to arrive. She couldn't wait to see him. He was all she had thought about all day. She thought about his voice, his hair, his eyes, his smile, and the way he smelled and the way that he made her feel.
She had waited for over half an hour for him and started to worry. She started to believe that he wasn't going to show up. The thought of it crushed her. She wanted him to be there. She wanted to be with him again, like the night before.
Hermione sighed and started to leave when she bumped into someone. That someone just happened to be the guy from the night before. His outfit was like all the other guy's outfits, only he wore blue, while they wore green or black.
"I'm sorry I'm late. I tried to get here sooner, but I was delayed." He apologized.
"I'm just glad you're here. I was beginning to think you wouldn't show." She smiled.
"I was afraid of that. I'm sorry, I'll make sure that it doesn't happen again." He pulled out a bouquet of red roses and handed them to her.
"They're beautiful. Thank you." She glanced up at him with happiness.
"Beautiful roses, for a beautiful lady." He whispered.
Hermione blushed and looked away. She heard him laugh lightly and looked back at him and arched an eyebrow.
"And what, may I ask, is so funny?" She asked.
"You blushed. I find it cute." He answered.
Hearing that only make her blush even more. He laughed and set her roses down on the bench beside them. Taking her hands he pulled her to him to dance.
They danced three slow songs and five fast songs, and they both became tired. So they decided to sit o the bench and talk a little bit.
"Wanna make a little deal?" He asked her.
"What kind of a deal?" She played with the roses.
"The kind where we tell each other a little bit more about ourselves each night. That way I can get to know you a little." He suggested.
"Ok then. What do you want to know?" She leaned back.
"What house are you in?" He asked.
"I'm in Gryffindore. So what about you? What house are you in?" Hermione grinned.
"Slytherin. Now normally I don't like Gryffindores. Actually I usually can't stand them, but you seem so different. You intrigue me." He fiddled with his fingers.
"I don't usually like Slytherins either, but I like you. Most of them are nasty and cruel, but you don't seem like that at all." Hermione watched him, but his eyes never made contact with her.
They stayed quiet for a while. Hermione was content to just sit next to him. Just being so near him made her happy.
"Is something wrong? Is my being in Gryffindore a problem? If it is we can end this now." Hermione sighed.
"No. I was thinking that most people won't be happy seeing us together, but I don't care. I'm tired of worrying about what everyone else thinks is right. I'm going to do what I think is right. I like you, and I like being around you." He smiled at her.
"Good, because I like being around you too. This is probably the last song of the night. Would you like to dance?" Hermione asked him as she stood up.
And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't wanna go home right now
"You're something else. You know that?" He smiled.
And all I could taste is this moment
And all I can breath is your life
And sooner or later it's over
I just don't wanna miss you tonight
"Yeah, I've had my suspicions, but thanks for bringing it to my attention. My question for you is, do you have any idea how handsome you are?" Hermione grinned.
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
"No, but do you have any idea how incredibly sexy you are?" He whispered in her ear.
And you can't fight the tears that ain't comming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive
Hermione blushed for probably the hundredth time that night and looked away, but his hand reached up and gently forced her to look at him.
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
"What would you do if I kissed you right now?" He softly whispered.
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
"I don't know. Why don't you find out?" she replied.
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And so he did. He bent his head down and at first his lips barely touched hers. Then he pressed his lips to hers, and when he pulled away they both smiled slightly at each other.
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
A/N: I really hope you like that one. Once again I'm sorry I messed up chapter five, but I've fixed it. I need a little help. I don't know who Hermione should dress up as on the fourth night. I'm thinking of dressing her up as Galadriel or Arwen, but I'm open to all suggestions. Please review and send in your suggestions.