Chapter 5-The Fight
Cho said, Look, it's mistle toe! You know what that means!

That's cause your HOLDING it above out heads. No, Cho, I love Hermione, my girlfriend, Harry said strongly. Ever since the winter holidays had ended and the trio had gone back to Hogwarts, Cho had always seemed to conveniently into Harry...EVERYWHERE.

Come on! It's just a little belated christmas present from me! but before Harry could move away, Cho forced her lips against Harry's, engaging him in a long, forceful kiss. He tied to wrench free from her forceful grasp, but at that very moment, who happened to be walking around the corner? None other than Hermione and Ron.

H...Harry? Wh...wh...what? Hermione attempted to say, but the tears building up in her eyes forced her to be silent as Harry tore himself away from Cho and whipped around to meet her gaze. She burst into sobs and ran off to Gryffindor tower. Cho looked at Harry casually, waved, and walked to lunch.

Harry, that was bad. How could you do that to Hermione? She has done nothing but love you and give to you, and this is how you repay her? I thought better of you, Ron said to Harry and hurried off after Hermione.

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Ron said handing Hermione another tissue. You have done everything you can for him and he treats you like a house elf. Sorry, bad analogy, he said as Hermione burst into even harder sobs.

Go...to dinner, she managed to say. He tried to protest, but he couldn't argue with her. Later that evening she sat on the cold ground to do all of her homework, much against Ron's efforts to get her to just sleep. She looked up and saw that Harry was staring at her, not moving. She was unable to hold back the tears and let them silently drip down the sides of her face. He had a look upon his face that looked as if he wanted to comfort her. She broke the stare, gathered up her things, and practically ran to her bed.

The next morning she woke up feeling terrible. Parvati and Lavender helped her down to Madam Pomfrey's. Madam Pomfrey said that this was not as much of an illness, but more of a period of depression. Therefore, it would take two to three days for her to get better on her own.

Ron, Ginny, Neville, Lavender, and Parvati regularly visited her, keeping her updated on her homework. Not that the homework updates helped because Madam Pomfrey claimed that this would just make her more depressed, not letting her do it.

She had another daily visitor, although she did not know it. Every night, Harry would come in wearing his invisibility cloak, and sit, watching over her until the sky turned from black to purple and then to red.

Hermione, I have some news, but I don't know if I should tell you, it could make you worse, Ron told her as he sat at the end of her bed. No, I want to hear it, she replied. ok, well as I was on my way up here, I heard some fourth years talking. Hermione...they said that Cho asked Harry to the ball and that...they're going together.

Hermione was sad, yes, but she was not totally surprised. The next night was to be the dance and Madam Pomfrey had forced her to go, telling her it would be good for her. She didn't want to see Harry and Cho together, but thought it worse to argue with Madame Pomfrey. Lavender and Parvati both felt it their duty to make her look gorgeous, showing Harry what he had missed out on. Lavender was going with Ron, and Parvati, Dean.

They had brought a very pale blue dress that looked very nice on her, Hermione thought, followed by a deep blue cloak that made her look like a delicate snow flake. This time, they went more lightly on the make up, thank goodness, that gave Hermione a natural glow to herself. Parvati and Lavender stood back to admire their work.

Perfect! Our best yet! they agreed, and hurried off to fix themselves up. Hermione sat for a while in the infirmary until she realized what time it was. The dance had started a half hour ago. She walked towards the Great Hall alone in the corridors; everyone was already at the dance. She walked in, greeted by stares and murmurs of all the students. Probably gossiping about the Hermione/Harry/Cho situation, she thought.

She sat down in a chair next to Ron and Parvati who were laughing at the first years who couldn't dance to save their lives from an aragog. Hermione, you really look stunning, Ron told her in much seriousness. She looked around for any sight of Harry and Cho, but to her surprise, she saw Cho, looking very angry in a corner surrounded by her friends...with PINK HAIR! She soon saw Harry, sitting alone at a table. He got up and began to walk towards, not Cho but HER! Ron took notice of this and said, Oh, Lavender, lets go dance I like this song. Lavender, catching on agreed and they left Hermione alone. By that time Harry had reached Hermione.

Is this seat taken? he asked. she replied and began to find her glass shoes very interesting. There was a long and awkward pause. Hermione, I have to tell you something, he began but was interrupted by Hermione.

No, there is nothing to explain. I just hope you two are as happy as I was, she interrupted.

No, I do have to explain. I told her no when she asked me to the ball. She told all of her friends I had said yes, thinking she would be able to change my mind by the time the dance came. She never did, and became very infuriated with me. She tried to curse me by turning my hair pink, but it backfired, causing her to turn her own hair pink. It's a good thing it hasn't worn off yet. I haven't laughed that hard in a while. And the kiss, I owe you an explanation for that too. I told her no, that I love you and I would never, but she kissed me any ways. I tried to pull away, but just then you and Ron came around the corner. I don't blame you if you never want to have anything to do with me again. I have caused you so much pain, and I can never forgive myself for that. But Hermione, not matter what, I will always love you.

Oh, Harry! Hermione said throwing her arms around him and joyfully crying into his shoulder. She pulled apart from him and looked into those green eyes of his, which seemed to have their own smile.

May I have this dance, miss? he asked as he stood up.

Oh, I guess so, she replied sarcastically. He helped her up and she walked with Harry to the middle of the dance floor, carefully making sure she passed by Cho, who glared at her evilly. No matter, she had Harry, and that was enough to make all of her other problems melt away. As they danced, Hermione caught Ron's eye and smiled at him, and he grinned back. They had only been dancing for a minute when Peeves burst in.

Here you go! My present to you! he said as he dropped what seemed to be and endless supply of water balloons on top of everyone. Hermione, thinking quickly, put a charm on Harry and herself so they would resist water. They rushed out and up towards Gryffindor tower, but then Harry pulled her a different way, up towards the astronomy tower.

They climbed up, panting as they reached the top. I never really got to have my dance with you, Hermione told Harry.

I know, I wanted it this way, I gave Peeves the water balloon idea, Harry said much to Hermione's shock. Harry shot blue sparks into the air and all of a sudden, tiny golden fairies placed themselves so that they provided light for the two Gryffindors. They were followed by about ten leprechauns who had instruments with them and began to play a beautiful slow Celtic song. Candles appeared out of thin air and dispersed themselves between the fairies. Harry performed a charm that suddenly made Hermione very warm despite the surrounding snow.

Once again Harry asked, May I have this dance?

Hermione replied, Yes you may.

The moment she took Harry's hand, she began to feel as weightless as a feather. They slowly danced for almost five minutes before Hermione noticed they were hovering over the ground. They danced, and danced, and danced until the sun began to rise, its light casting a pink quilt over the sky. They snuck back inside, careful to not wake their roommates.

Since there was one more day until the beginning of classes, Harry slept in until one in the afternoon. Hermione, however, was up at nine and quickly dashed to the library to do work. Around two, Harry strolled into the library, still looking more asleep than awake.

Always studying, he said lazily to her.

she began, I do have a reputation to uphold. He smiled at her and began to work on his work.

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A/N: Well, this story was in one big chunk before and kind of slow to read. So, I decided to divide it into chunks and repost it. There is a sequel that I'm working on called Till Death Do Us Apart. It's coming along well, so, we'll see!