Title: Masqueradebrbr
Rating: PG-13brbr
Author: Silvermoonbrbr
Comments: I am merging what would be chapter 2 and 3, the original 2nd chapter was way too short. I am having trouble with the coding so if you can help, it would be most appreciated. Brbr
Summary: After 70 years, Hogwarts has a masquerade. Everyone must wear masks to keep their identity secret. Hermione dances with a mysterious boy all night, who wouldn't speak a word. See what happens o_Obrbr
'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'br Chapter Two: The MasqueradeBrBr It was three hours before the masquerade, and classes had been let out early so students could prepare. Everyone quickly rushed to their rooms, getting more excited with every step.brbr
"Hermione, you MUST do something with that bushy head of hair." said Lavender.BrBr
Hermione glared at her, but did agree.Brbr
"Let me do something with it." persisted Lavender, already brushing Hermione's hair.brBr
Knowing that there was nothing to stop Lavender, Hermione sighed, and started toying with her robes, a crimson red.brbr
"Look in the mirror, and tell me what you think." said Lavender, holding up a hand-held mirror.brBr
Hermione gasped with her reflection. She..She looked wonderful. Her hair was partially pulled up, the rest flowing down. Two little curls of hair framed her face. Seeing Hermione's reaction, Lavender smiled with satisfaction, and admired her handiwork. She went off to put on her dress robes. Hermione did the same, and put on her jewel-encrusted mask, with delicate feathers around the top. Seeing that the rest of the girls were ready, they walked downstairs.brbr
Downstairs, all the boys were ready, and it seemed that they had been waiting for awhile. "What took you so long?" asked a voice from somewhere in the crowd, "You bloody girls take too long." brbr
Hermione could tell that it was Ron, but couldn't find him. 'He hides himself well.' thought Hermione. She saw a boy elbow another in the ribs, and she knew that she had spotted Harry and Ron. Everyone in the Common Room left at once, and headed towards the Great Hall, complementing each other on their robes and beautiful masks. As they approached, music could be heard. More and more students started to wonder what was held inside.brbr
The Great Hall was decorated like a medieval palace. The illustrious wall hangings showing famous knights and kings of the past, the ornately decorated Christmas trees with silver baubles and talking nutcrackers, and a orchestra playing music. Immediately, people started asking others to dance, knowing that the opposing stranger didn't know who they were. From the incident earlier, Hermione found Ron and Harry quickly. Ron was downing a cookie and punch.Brbr
"Hey Harry, hey Ron." said Hermione. Ron almost choked on his cookie.brbr
"How did you know it was me?" he exclaimed.BrBr
Hermione shook her head, "I saw Harry elbow you after you said that rather rude comment said in the common room"BrBr
Harry swallowed some punch, then said matter-of-factly, "He had been complaining for the past five minutes. The git wouldn't shut up." Ron punched Harry on the arm.brbr
"Boys, stop fighting like little children. This is a formal event," said Hermione in a stern voice.brbr
"Want to dance then?" asked Harry. He extended his hand, and Hermione went out on the dance floor, and started to waltz. They chatted pleasantly, and then broke off when a girl cut in, and whisked Harry away. Hermione mumbled a few words about manners, then sat down. Ron came and sat down beside her after he got done dancing. He was breathing heavily.brBr
"Whoever I was dancing with has never heard of pacing themselves." Hermione let out a little laugh. Ron put his knees on his legs, and rubbed his temples. "Blasted headache," he mumbled.brbr
Fifteen minutes later, Hermione had danced with Ron, Harry again, and a masked boy that had the height of a Fourth year. She sat down to rest, and then got up when another boy asked her to dance. He was very polite, but kept on stepping on her shoes. Hermione finally told the boy that her feet hurt from dancing so long, but the true reason was because the boy was hurting her feet. He bowed, and his mask almost fell off. Hermione sat down, and rested her head in her hands. She sat like that until another boy came and asked her to dance. He wore a black robe with silver trim, and a matching mask. The boy had a hood on, hiding the rest of his head.brbr
"Care to dance?" he asked in a distinguished voice.brBr She was hesitant, but said yes. 'I don't know what I'm doing,' she thought. Hermione really wanted to sit in her chair again, her feet were still bothering her. She took the invitation anyway, this was a once in a lifetime occasion at Hogwarts. The boy started to do a waltz, and they chatted for the next three songs, not knowing that the songs had ended at all. When the orchestra stopped to take a five-minute break, they walked outside. Hermione complained about the stuffiness of the Hall.brBr
"Amazing. Absolutely amazing." said Hermione, talking about the masquerade.Brbr
She slipped off her shoes, and rubbed her aching feet. The boy leaned back in the bench they were sitting on, and rested one arm behind her. He talked with her about various things for almost an hour, such as the Ministry, Hogwarts, jobs, and little random things. He said that he was in Sixth year, too. Hermione decided that she really liked this boy, and he seemed to like her too. He was distinguished, polite, loved to talk, and had no idea who she was.brbr
Hermione angled the mask up on her head, but still leaving her identity hidden. The air inside her mask was terribly hot, and the air outside was relatively cool. The boy did the same, leaving a shadow over his face. Hermione was about to talk more about school when the boy put his mouth over hers, silencing her.
Rating: PG-13brbr
Author: Silvermoonbrbr
Comments: I am merging what would be chapter 2 and 3, the original 2nd chapter was way too short. I am having trouble with the coding so if you can help, it would be most appreciated. Brbr
Summary: After 70 years, Hogwarts has a masquerade. Everyone must wear masks to keep their identity secret. Hermione dances with a mysterious boy all night, who wouldn't speak a word. See what happens o_Obrbr
'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'"'br Chapter Two: The MasqueradeBrBr It was three hours before the masquerade, and classes had been let out early so students could prepare. Everyone quickly rushed to their rooms, getting more excited with every step.brbr
"Hermione, you MUST do something with that bushy head of hair." said Lavender.BrBr
Hermione glared at her, but did agree.Brbr
"Let me do something with it." persisted Lavender, already brushing Hermione's hair.brBr
Knowing that there was nothing to stop Lavender, Hermione sighed, and started toying with her robes, a crimson red.brbr
"Look in the mirror, and tell me what you think." said Lavender, holding up a hand-held mirror.brBr
Hermione gasped with her reflection. She..She looked wonderful. Her hair was partially pulled up, the rest flowing down. Two little curls of hair framed her face. Seeing Hermione's reaction, Lavender smiled with satisfaction, and admired her handiwork. She went off to put on her dress robes. Hermione did the same, and put on her jewel-encrusted mask, with delicate feathers around the top. Seeing that the rest of the girls were ready, they walked downstairs.brbr
Downstairs, all the boys were ready, and it seemed that they had been waiting for awhile. "What took you so long?" asked a voice from somewhere in the crowd, "You bloody girls take too long." brbr
Hermione could tell that it was Ron, but couldn't find him. 'He hides himself well.' thought Hermione. She saw a boy elbow another in the ribs, and she knew that she had spotted Harry and Ron. Everyone in the Common Room left at once, and headed towards the Great Hall, complementing each other on their robes and beautiful masks. As they approached, music could be heard. More and more students started to wonder what was held inside.brbr
The Great Hall was decorated like a medieval palace. The illustrious wall hangings showing famous knights and kings of the past, the ornately decorated Christmas trees with silver baubles and talking nutcrackers, and a orchestra playing music. Immediately, people started asking others to dance, knowing that the opposing stranger didn't know who they were. From the incident earlier, Hermione found Ron and Harry quickly. Ron was downing a cookie and punch.Brbr
"Hey Harry, hey Ron." said Hermione. Ron almost choked on his cookie.brbr
"How did you know it was me?" he exclaimed.BrBr
Hermione shook her head, "I saw Harry elbow you after you said that rather rude comment said in the common room"BrBr
Harry swallowed some punch, then said matter-of-factly, "He had been complaining for the past five minutes. The git wouldn't shut up." Ron punched Harry on the arm.brbr
"Boys, stop fighting like little children. This is a formal event," said Hermione in a stern voice.brbr
"Want to dance then?" asked Harry. He extended his hand, and Hermione went out on the dance floor, and started to waltz. They chatted pleasantly, and then broke off when a girl cut in, and whisked Harry away. Hermione mumbled a few words about manners, then sat down. Ron came and sat down beside her after he got done dancing. He was breathing heavily.brBr
"Whoever I was dancing with has never heard of pacing themselves." Hermione let out a little laugh. Ron put his knees on his legs, and rubbed his temples. "Blasted headache," he mumbled.brbr
Fifteen minutes later, Hermione had danced with Ron, Harry again, and a masked boy that had the height of a Fourth year. She sat down to rest, and then got up when another boy asked her to dance. He was very polite, but kept on stepping on her shoes. Hermione finally told the boy that her feet hurt from dancing so long, but the true reason was because the boy was hurting her feet. He bowed, and his mask almost fell off. Hermione sat down, and rested her head in her hands. She sat like that until another boy came and asked her to dance. He wore a black robe with silver trim, and a matching mask. The boy had a hood on, hiding the rest of his head.brbr
"Care to dance?" he asked in a distinguished voice.brBr She was hesitant, but said yes. 'I don't know what I'm doing,' she thought. Hermione really wanted to sit in her chair again, her feet were still bothering her. She took the invitation anyway, this was a once in a lifetime occasion at Hogwarts. The boy started to do a waltz, and they chatted for the next three songs, not knowing that the songs had ended at all. When the orchestra stopped to take a five-minute break, they walked outside. Hermione complained about the stuffiness of the Hall.brBr
"Amazing. Absolutely amazing." said Hermione, talking about the masquerade.Brbr
She slipped off her shoes, and rubbed her aching feet. The boy leaned back in the bench they were sitting on, and rested one arm behind her. He talked with her about various things for almost an hour, such as the Ministry, Hogwarts, jobs, and little random things. He said that he was in Sixth year, too. Hermione decided that she really liked this boy, and he seemed to like her too. He was distinguished, polite, loved to talk, and had no idea who she was.brbr
Hermione angled the mask up on her head, but still leaving her identity hidden. The air inside her mask was terribly hot, and the air outside was relatively cool. The boy did the same, leaving a shadow over his face. Hermione was about to talk more about school when the boy put his mouth over hers, silencing her.