AN: we're in a hurry!!!! DRACO!!!!!!!!! Can I have him for Christmas??
*makes puppy eyes* Pwetty Pwease..???? WARNING!!! MORE FLUFF!!!! Sorry,
we'll try and have more Draco in this chapter.
Chapter 6
Harry, Ginny, Hermione, and Ron were eating breakfast together in the Great Hall, when Dumbledore made an announcement.
"This year, I am sorry to announce, the Fall Ball will be canceled." Dumbledore waited for a moment to see the various reactions.
All the boys cheered, but most of the girls looked downcast.
Harry and Ron whooped and sniggered at all of the girls' downcast faces. Ginny looked put out, and Hermione had an indifferent look on her face. Both boys looked over at the Slytherin table, and saw Draco smirking in the direction of the girls at his table as well.
Then, they noticed that he shot a quick glance in Hermione's direction. Harry and Ron both raised their eyebrows and they exchanged glances.
Both had the same thought: what was that about?
Just then Dumbledore continued. "However, we will have, instead, a Yule Ball."
All of the boys had the same horrified expressions, and saw them mirrored on their male classmates. The girls sighed in relief, but this time, Hermione hid a smile, and looked over at Draco surreptitiously.
Or so she thought. Ginny and Draco noticed it, too.
Hermione caught Draco's eye, and Hermione turned bright red, and choked. Draco smiled in triumph while Hermione burst out laughing.
"Erm, Herm," (AN: HEHEHE Eliel left me for two seconds..) "What is so funny?"
"N-n-n-n-n-nothing," She burst out, tears streaming down her face.
"Hermione, care to explain why you're practically crying?" Ginny inquired, curiously quipped.
"IT's It's just..too....f-f-funny!! I mean-he is too funny!" She giggled profusely.
"Aaaaaannndd who would *he* be?" Ron reddened.
"Nothing." Hermione replied gaining her cool, and giggling silently under her breath.
As Ginny watched Hermione, Harry took this opportunity to glance over at Ginny. Ginny turned around, sensing his stare. She caught his eye, and neither looked away. Then Ginny seemed to pull out of her daze, gave him a smile, and turned away.
Harry felt his cheeks heat up and turned his gaze downward to eat.
Over at the Slytherin table, a certain member of the house smirked, thinking of his effect on a certain Gryffindor girl. He was surprised to feel his own cheeks heating as well, though. Quickly, he hid his face behind a towering stack of pancakes.
~*~*~*~*~*~
~Two Weeks Before The Yule Ball~
Harry, Ginny, Ron, Hermione, and Draco still hadn't gotten dates to the ball.
As the four Gryffindors sat in the common room, Parvati and Lavender burst out in a spout of giggles. Parvati then looked pointedly at Ron and left Lavender alone at the couch. Ron sat at the opposite end of the same couch as Lavender. He sat nervously, slunk down low in his seat.
"Erm.. Uh..Lavender." Ron started.
"Yes?" Lavender asked kindly.
"Doyouhaveadatefortheball?" Ron asked quickly.
"No.." Lavender answered slowly.
"Um.could you, would you, go with me?" Ron stuttered.
"Of course!" Lavender replied warmly. (AN: Now ickle Ronniekins has a date! The first of the bunch. Didn't think we could leave him out of the madness, did you?)
Lavender smiled prettily and skipped out of the Common Room up to the Girls Dorm. Seconds later, Ron heard happy squeals in the same direction.
~*~*~*~*~*~ (AN: The others were huddled on a different couch.)
"When is your dad getting you a conpooper?" Ginny asked, unknowledgeable to the muggle word.
"It is a com-p-you-ter, and my dad doesn't have enough money." Hermione retorted, unnerved at the lack of money flowing in her household.
"Oh..." Ginny tried to bring up a new subject, "Do you have a date to the ball?"
"No." Hermione blushed and came into a fit girlish giggles.
"Don't you tell me that you're thinking about going with Draco!" Ginny squealed, incredulously.
"Well. I-I-I 'kimono'" Hermione stated, as they reached the portrait hole.
Ginny looked at Hermione curiously, wondering what she might have said.
"What about you and Harry?" Hermione questioned slyly, her eyebrow raised.
"Well," Ginny was blushing "He asked me to go to the lake tonight with him."
"He did?!?! Oh my goodness!!! Oooh I can't believe it! I'm so happy for you!" Hermione squealed enthusiastically.
Ginny blushed, and grinned.
"We have to get you ready!" Hermione nearly shouted, pulling Ginny out of the Prefects' common room and dragging her up the stairs to their room.
Hermione practically shouted the password in her rush to get to their room, and the portrait opened as Ginny tripped into the room ("oof!"), Hermione already inside.
Ginny stood up, brushed herself off, and walked across the room to her wardrobe, Hermione already there.
Hermione muttered to herself as she inspected each outfit in the closet, every onbce in a while throwing something out with a triumphant cry. Ginny watched in amazement (at a safe distance) as she rifled through her own closet and Ginny's.
Finally, Hermione emerged victorious from the storm of clothing, carrying a pair of her own brown trousers and Ginny's white Weasley jumper.
Hermione rooted through her trunk, and then came out with a "HA!"
Ginny looked strangely at her, as if wondering about her mental health.
Hermione motioned her over, and Ginny sat on the edge of the bed.
Ginny closed her eyes as Hermione applied the makeup, and waited apprehensively.
Fifteen minutes later, but what seemed like hours, Hermione proclaimed "Done!" Ginny opened her eyes, walked to their mirror, and gasped. She looked beautiful, and Hermione told her so.
"Oh, Ginny! You look gorgeous!" said Hermione, beaming at her.
"Thank you" Ginny replied softly.
Chapter 6
Harry, Ginny, Hermione, and Ron were eating breakfast together in the Great Hall, when Dumbledore made an announcement.
"This year, I am sorry to announce, the Fall Ball will be canceled." Dumbledore waited for a moment to see the various reactions.
All the boys cheered, but most of the girls looked downcast.
Harry and Ron whooped and sniggered at all of the girls' downcast faces. Ginny looked put out, and Hermione had an indifferent look on her face. Both boys looked over at the Slytherin table, and saw Draco smirking in the direction of the girls at his table as well.
Then, they noticed that he shot a quick glance in Hermione's direction. Harry and Ron both raised their eyebrows and they exchanged glances.
Both had the same thought: what was that about?
Just then Dumbledore continued. "However, we will have, instead, a Yule Ball."
All of the boys had the same horrified expressions, and saw them mirrored on their male classmates. The girls sighed in relief, but this time, Hermione hid a smile, and looked over at Draco surreptitiously.
Or so she thought. Ginny and Draco noticed it, too.
Hermione caught Draco's eye, and Hermione turned bright red, and choked. Draco smiled in triumph while Hermione burst out laughing.
"Erm, Herm," (AN: HEHEHE Eliel left me for two seconds..) "What is so funny?"
"N-n-n-n-n-nothing," She burst out, tears streaming down her face.
"Hermione, care to explain why you're practically crying?" Ginny inquired, curiously quipped.
"IT's It's just..too....f-f-funny!! I mean-he is too funny!" She giggled profusely.
"Aaaaaannndd who would *he* be?" Ron reddened.
"Nothing." Hermione replied gaining her cool, and giggling silently under her breath.
As Ginny watched Hermione, Harry took this opportunity to glance over at Ginny. Ginny turned around, sensing his stare. She caught his eye, and neither looked away. Then Ginny seemed to pull out of her daze, gave him a smile, and turned away.
Harry felt his cheeks heat up and turned his gaze downward to eat.
Over at the Slytherin table, a certain member of the house smirked, thinking of his effect on a certain Gryffindor girl. He was surprised to feel his own cheeks heating as well, though. Quickly, he hid his face behind a towering stack of pancakes.
~*~*~*~*~*~
~Two Weeks Before The Yule Ball~
Harry, Ginny, Ron, Hermione, and Draco still hadn't gotten dates to the ball.
As the four Gryffindors sat in the common room, Parvati and Lavender burst out in a spout of giggles. Parvati then looked pointedly at Ron and left Lavender alone at the couch. Ron sat at the opposite end of the same couch as Lavender. He sat nervously, slunk down low in his seat.
"Erm.. Uh..Lavender." Ron started.
"Yes?" Lavender asked kindly.
"Doyouhaveadatefortheball?" Ron asked quickly.
"No.." Lavender answered slowly.
"Um.could you, would you, go with me?" Ron stuttered.
"Of course!" Lavender replied warmly. (AN: Now ickle Ronniekins has a date! The first of the bunch. Didn't think we could leave him out of the madness, did you?)
Lavender smiled prettily and skipped out of the Common Room up to the Girls Dorm. Seconds later, Ron heard happy squeals in the same direction.
~*~*~*~*~*~ (AN: The others were huddled on a different couch.)
"When is your dad getting you a conpooper?" Ginny asked, unknowledgeable to the muggle word.
"It is a com-p-you-ter, and my dad doesn't have enough money." Hermione retorted, unnerved at the lack of money flowing in her household.
"Oh..." Ginny tried to bring up a new subject, "Do you have a date to the ball?"
"No." Hermione blushed and came into a fit girlish giggles.
"Don't you tell me that you're thinking about going with Draco!" Ginny squealed, incredulously.
"Well. I-I-I 'kimono'" Hermione stated, as they reached the portrait hole.
Ginny looked at Hermione curiously, wondering what she might have said.
"What about you and Harry?" Hermione questioned slyly, her eyebrow raised.
"Well," Ginny was blushing "He asked me to go to the lake tonight with him."
"He did?!?! Oh my goodness!!! Oooh I can't believe it! I'm so happy for you!" Hermione squealed enthusiastically.
Ginny blushed, and grinned.
"We have to get you ready!" Hermione nearly shouted, pulling Ginny out of the Prefects' common room and dragging her up the stairs to their room.
Hermione practically shouted the password in her rush to get to their room, and the portrait opened as Ginny tripped into the room ("oof!"), Hermione already inside.
Ginny stood up, brushed herself off, and walked across the room to her wardrobe, Hermione already there.
Hermione muttered to herself as she inspected each outfit in the closet, every onbce in a while throwing something out with a triumphant cry. Ginny watched in amazement (at a safe distance) as she rifled through her own closet and Ginny's.
Finally, Hermione emerged victorious from the storm of clothing, carrying a pair of her own brown trousers and Ginny's white Weasley jumper.
Hermione rooted through her trunk, and then came out with a "HA!"
Ginny looked strangely at her, as if wondering about her mental health.
Hermione motioned her over, and Ginny sat on the edge of the bed.
Ginny closed her eyes as Hermione applied the makeup, and waited apprehensively.
Fifteen minutes later, but what seemed like hours, Hermione proclaimed "Done!" Ginny opened her eyes, walked to their mirror, and gasped. She looked beautiful, and Hermione told her so.
"Oh, Ginny! You look gorgeous!" said Hermione, beaming at her.
"Thank you" Ginny replied softly.