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Chapter 8- Dates
Hermione's POV (again)
On October 15th, we gave the now finalized Halloween plan to Dumbledore, and he was very pleased with what we'd come up with.
"If I could have your attention, please?" he called after dinner, standing up from his place at the head table. "I have an announcement to make regarding the Halloween event!" The hall fell silent at this.
"Our prefects have been brewing ideas, and they have come up with one that I believe you will all enjoy. This year's Hogwarts' Annual Halloween event will be a costume ball on Halloween night, following the feast." The students erupted in applause, and I smiled. At least they liked it. I glanced across the hall at Draco, and he had a small smile on his face, too. Just before I looked away, he glanced over at me, and we caught each other's eyes. I smiled wider, and so did he, then I broke away to talk to my housemates.
"Wow, Hermione, why didn't you tell us?" Seamus cried.
"Yeah, Mione, how come?" Ron echoed.
I grinned. "I just wanted it to be a surprise, that's all."
"Well it's a really great idea," Dean told me.
"Yeah," Neville added. "I can't wait!"
After dinner, I followed Harry and Ron to the Gryffindor common room. I hadn't had much time for them lately, with homework and planning, so I decided to set everything aside, just for one night. (Harry had been after me about studying too much ever since the beginning of the year.)
I have to admit, it was very nice to just waste away the night, talking and laughing with all my old friends. Ron and Seamus started a game of wizard's chess, and by 9:30 it was getting rather heated. Dean was helping Seamus, who was checked by Ron's queen, and Harry and I were sitting on a couch watching.
He had been acting sort of strange the whole evening. "Mione?" he asked tentatively.
I turned on the couch away from the chess game. "What is it, Harry?"
"Well, erm... I was wondering, are you going to the Halloween thing? The Ball? And... and if you are, would you go with me?" He said all this in a rush, looking at anything but me, and now he looked me straight in the eye, as if afraid to look away.
I was surprised by the question, but recovered quickly. I beamed. "Harry, I would love to go to the dance with you!" I exclaimed.
He looked relieved, and grinned. "Great! Thanks!" He just sat there grinning like an idiot for a few seconds, and I laughed.
It was 10:00, and everyone except for Harry and me had gone up to bed. "Okay," I yawned. "I'm gonna get back and go to bed, alright?" Harry smiled at me and untangled his fingers from mine.
"Well... goodnight, then," he said. I smiled.
"Goodnight," I replied. I watched him go up the stairs, then turned to the spot on the wall where I knew the portal was. "Aucunes craintes," I whispered, and it opened. I went through, changed into my pajamas, and went downstairs to wash up and brush my teeth.
It was dark, and I assumed everyone was either asleep or studying in their rooms for the night. After I had done that, I was feeling more awake, and decided to get some work done. I could do my transfiguration for McGonagall. I had been trying to catch up ever since that day I missed when I was at the infirmary-
I was halfway up the stairs when I remembered that I had leant my notes to Draco. 'Man,' I thought to myself, joking good-naturedly. 'Why do I have to be such a nice person?'
I really did need to finish that work, so I decided to get it from Draco. He would probably be awake anyways. I walked quietly up our stairs. I wasn't sure why, though, because even if he wasn't awake I would be waking him up in a few seconds.
I tapped softly on his door. "Draco?" I called as quietly as I could. No answer. "Draco!" I called, louder this time.
"Mmmhmmm!" I heard from the other side of the door. I took this as a 'door's open please come in' and cautiously entered his room. He was obviously not awake. He was in his bed, tangled in covers, laying on his side with his back to her.
Grinning evilly, I decided to be mean. I took out my wand and put a silencing charm on the room, took a deep breath, and bellowed, "DRACO!" as loud as I could.
This sure got his attention. He gave a little yell, sat bolt upright with wide eyes and looked around. His gaze fell upon me, standing there grinning wickedly, and he glared at me, groaned, and fell back down. "God, Hermione, don't DO that!" he exclaimed. Then he opened his eyes again and peered at me curiously. "What are you doing in my bedroom in the middle of the night?" he asked slyly, his eyes sliding over me. I remembered what I was wearing to bed, which happened to be a short, silky, spaghetti strapped nightgown, and crossed my arms, glaring at him.
"I need my transfiguration notes," I informed him.
"What for? Jeez, it's already..." he paused, glancing at the clock above his head on the wall. "10:30," he grumbled. "So I guess it isn't that late." He pulled himself up and slid his feet onto the floor, and I couldn't help but stare, hoping he couldn't tell.
He was wearing nothing other than black boxers with silver stripes on them. He stood up and I could see his finely toned muscles. He had great arms, not too huge but nicely toned, and abs to die for. He must have noticed me looking at him, though, because before he handed over my Transfiguration notes, he gave me a sly, lop-sided grin. I rolled my eyes, and made a grab for my notes, but he pulled them away. I stood on my tippy- toes, but he was much taller than me, and could easily hold it out of my reach. I glared at him, then made another lunge, but still he yanked them away.
"Come on, hand them over!" I yelled, glad I had put the charm on his room. He was still grinning and had a mischievous glint in his eye. "Come- " I made another lunge, but missed again, "on, Draco!" He raised an eyebrow at me.
"What are you gonna do about it, huh, Granger?" He seemed so confident of himself, I just had to prove him wrong. Quick as a flash, I lunged again, but this time toward his bed. I grabbed a pillow, and thumped him with it as hard as I could. He spun around in surprise, and I laughed. "Oh, you're in for it now, Hermione!"
Draco grabbed a silver pillow off his bed and we started an all-out war. By the end, feathers were fluttering through the air everywhere, and I had Draco pinned. "Give up?" I asked, breathing heavily. He nodded, and I rolled off. Grabbing my notes, I stalked out before he could do anything. This was partly because I was pissed at him for keeping my notes, and partly out of surprise. I had just had a PILLOW fight with Malfoy.
When I got back to my room and set about working, spreading my books all around me at my desk.
Draco's POV
'I can't believe it,' I thought. 'It's true. I actually like the Mudblood.' I could hardly believe what I was doing, but I was out of bed and at Hermione's bedroom door, debating whether or not I wanted to do what I... wanted to do.
Making up my mind, I swung open her door, and opened my mouth, then closed it again. Hermione was sitting in her chair with her arms on her books, and her head on her arms, asleep. I sighed, and without even giving it a second thought, I picked her up and put her in her bed, pulling the covers up over her.
I climbed back into my bed, somewhat disappointed. I would wait until the next day to ask Hermione to the dance.
Still Draco's POV
I lay there on my couch, fuming, listening to Hannah and Terry discuss Potions. I was recalling the events of earlier that day, at lunch. Hermione was in her usual spot at the Gryffindor table, between Potter and Weasley, and seemed very happy. She was grinning wildly at Potter, and kept leaning over to talk to him. I thought nothing of it at first, as she was almost always with them.
Later, though, I saw them in the hallway. Their fingers were woven together, and they were happily discussing what they were going to go to the ball as. TOGETHER.
Actually, I couldn't quite decide whether I was seething or heartbroken. I decided on being furious for the time being.
Hermione's POV
The night before the ball, I was in the Gryffindor common room with Harry. Our relationship had grown much stronger over the past week and a half, and he'd even kissed me a few times. We had been sitting on the floor, studying, but it was late and I was tired. We were the only three left in the common room, and Ron, seeing his chance, left, leaving Harry and I alone. He walked me over to the portal, and kissed me briefly, softly.
"Goodnight," I smiled at him.
"'Night, Mione."
When I went back down to my own common room, now clad in my pajamas and ready to wash up, I found Dumbledore getting up to leave. When I came down, he looked at me, and gave me the condensed version of what he had just told the others.
"Hermione, I will tell you what I've just told the others. I would like the prefects to start off the dance, as is tradition here at Hogwarts." I gaped at him. "In the past, the prefects have even accompanied each other to the dance," he added, seeing my astonished look. He raised his eyebrows. "Just be glad I'm not requiring you to do that." He let himself out of the portrait, leaving me staring at the wall.
Of course, Hannah and Terry would be going with each other to the dance, so naturally they would dance together for the first dance. That left her with Draco. She glanced at him, and he didn't look happy AT ALL.
"So, Draco, I guess that means we get to share a dance," I said dejectedly. Draco just shot me an icy glare. I shrugged, and went into the bathroom to get ready for bed. I didn't have that much of a problem with it, as long as I still got to go with Harry. I smiled at my reflection in the mirror at the thought of Harry. We would be able to spend the whole evening together the next day.
A/N: That's all for this chapter!! I was going to add more, and have the title be Dates and Dances, but the chapter was way too long, so I cut it up! Look forward to the next chapter soon!! ( And people who may be doubting it, this WILL still be a Hr/D fic, don't worry. Lol, doesn't seem like it now, does it? I have surprises. *evil grin* Thanks to all my reviewers, as always:
DemonWitch666- hehehe. Thanks a lot for the review. As for the professor... you'll see.
Fiery-chan- 1st review: Thanks. 2nd review: Lol, don't worry, I have through chapter 11 written, and I think there's a part in there like that. Coming up soon! Hehe.
Starrynights13- Thank you! I needed to hear that somebody thinks Draco's ok, cause I wasn't so sure. Thanks.
Greenleaf Arrow- Yes! I agree that they should definitely get together, and don't worry, it will happen eventually, but in future chapters. I have the chapters written up to ch. 11, and they are ALMOST together, I think. I need to work it out though.
PrincessDarkness- Love your name. Yeah, I know... I had completely forgotten about the whole Peter Petigrew thing in the first chapter, I'm so sorry! My friend reminded me, but I didn't think I needed to repost the chapter and make people read it all over again just for that. I will if u want me to, just say.
Corvixen- Thanks for the robe thing. Lol.
Person with no name- Well, I'm sorry you think my story is a 'cheap rip- off'. I have read the story I Won't Walk Away and I think it's absolutely amazing. I know that the trip thing is the same so far, but I guarantee there will be MAJOR differences.
The Adoorable kitten Fluffy- Lol, THANK YOU!! I love HG/DM fics too!
Chapter 8- Dates
Hermione's POV (again)
On October 15th, we gave the now finalized Halloween plan to Dumbledore, and he was very pleased with what we'd come up with.
"If I could have your attention, please?" he called after dinner, standing up from his place at the head table. "I have an announcement to make regarding the Halloween event!" The hall fell silent at this.
"Our prefects have been brewing ideas, and they have come up with one that I believe you will all enjoy. This year's Hogwarts' Annual Halloween event will be a costume ball on Halloween night, following the feast." The students erupted in applause, and I smiled. At least they liked it. I glanced across the hall at Draco, and he had a small smile on his face, too. Just before I looked away, he glanced over at me, and we caught each other's eyes. I smiled wider, and so did he, then I broke away to talk to my housemates.
"Wow, Hermione, why didn't you tell us?" Seamus cried.
"Yeah, Mione, how come?" Ron echoed.
I grinned. "I just wanted it to be a surprise, that's all."
"Well it's a really great idea," Dean told me.
"Yeah," Neville added. "I can't wait!"
After dinner, I followed Harry and Ron to the Gryffindor common room. I hadn't had much time for them lately, with homework and planning, so I decided to set everything aside, just for one night. (Harry had been after me about studying too much ever since the beginning of the year.)
I have to admit, it was very nice to just waste away the night, talking and laughing with all my old friends. Ron and Seamus started a game of wizard's chess, and by 9:30 it was getting rather heated. Dean was helping Seamus, who was checked by Ron's queen, and Harry and I were sitting on a couch watching.
He had been acting sort of strange the whole evening. "Mione?" he asked tentatively.
I turned on the couch away from the chess game. "What is it, Harry?"
"Well, erm... I was wondering, are you going to the Halloween thing? The Ball? And... and if you are, would you go with me?" He said all this in a rush, looking at anything but me, and now he looked me straight in the eye, as if afraid to look away.
I was surprised by the question, but recovered quickly. I beamed. "Harry, I would love to go to the dance with you!" I exclaimed.
He looked relieved, and grinned. "Great! Thanks!" He just sat there grinning like an idiot for a few seconds, and I laughed.
It was 10:00, and everyone except for Harry and me had gone up to bed. "Okay," I yawned. "I'm gonna get back and go to bed, alright?" Harry smiled at me and untangled his fingers from mine.
"Well... goodnight, then," he said. I smiled.
"Goodnight," I replied. I watched him go up the stairs, then turned to the spot on the wall where I knew the portal was. "Aucunes craintes," I whispered, and it opened. I went through, changed into my pajamas, and went downstairs to wash up and brush my teeth.
It was dark, and I assumed everyone was either asleep or studying in their rooms for the night. After I had done that, I was feeling more awake, and decided to get some work done. I could do my transfiguration for McGonagall. I had been trying to catch up ever since that day I missed when I was at the infirmary-
I was halfway up the stairs when I remembered that I had leant my notes to Draco. 'Man,' I thought to myself, joking good-naturedly. 'Why do I have to be such a nice person?'
I really did need to finish that work, so I decided to get it from Draco. He would probably be awake anyways. I walked quietly up our stairs. I wasn't sure why, though, because even if he wasn't awake I would be waking him up in a few seconds.
I tapped softly on his door. "Draco?" I called as quietly as I could. No answer. "Draco!" I called, louder this time.
"Mmmhmmm!" I heard from the other side of the door. I took this as a 'door's open please come in' and cautiously entered his room. He was obviously not awake. He was in his bed, tangled in covers, laying on his side with his back to her.
Grinning evilly, I decided to be mean. I took out my wand and put a silencing charm on the room, took a deep breath, and bellowed, "DRACO!" as loud as I could.
This sure got his attention. He gave a little yell, sat bolt upright with wide eyes and looked around. His gaze fell upon me, standing there grinning wickedly, and he glared at me, groaned, and fell back down. "God, Hermione, don't DO that!" he exclaimed. Then he opened his eyes again and peered at me curiously. "What are you doing in my bedroom in the middle of the night?" he asked slyly, his eyes sliding over me. I remembered what I was wearing to bed, which happened to be a short, silky, spaghetti strapped nightgown, and crossed my arms, glaring at him.
"I need my transfiguration notes," I informed him.
"What for? Jeez, it's already..." he paused, glancing at the clock above his head on the wall. "10:30," he grumbled. "So I guess it isn't that late." He pulled himself up and slid his feet onto the floor, and I couldn't help but stare, hoping he couldn't tell.
He was wearing nothing other than black boxers with silver stripes on them. He stood up and I could see his finely toned muscles. He had great arms, not too huge but nicely toned, and abs to die for. He must have noticed me looking at him, though, because before he handed over my Transfiguration notes, he gave me a sly, lop-sided grin. I rolled my eyes, and made a grab for my notes, but he pulled them away. I stood on my tippy- toes, but he was much taller than me, and could easily hold it out of my reach. I glared at him, then made another lunge, but still he yanked them away.
"Come on, hand them over!" I yelled, glad I had put the charm on his room. He was still grinning and had a mischievous glint in his eye. "Come- " I made another lunge, but missed again, "on, Draco!" He raised an eyebrow at me.
"What are you gonna do about it, huh, Granger?" He seemed so confident of himself, I just had to prove him wrong. Quick as a flash, I lunged again, but this time toward his bed. I grabbed a pillow, and thumped him with it as hard as I could. He spun around in surprise, and I laughed. "Oh, you're in for it now, Hermione!"
Draco grabbed a silver pillow off his bed and we started an all-out war. By the end, feathers were fluttering through the air everywhere, and I had Draco pinned. "Give up?" I asked, breathing heavily. He nodded, and I rolled off. Grabbing my notes, I stalked out before he could do anything. This was partly because I was pissed at him for keeping my notes, and partly out of surprise. I had just had a PILLOW fight with Malfoy.
When I got back to my room and set about working, spreading my books all around me at my desk.
Draco's POV
'I can't believe it,' I thought. 'It's true. I actually like the Mudblood.' I could hardly believe what I was doing, but I was out of bed and at Hermione's bedroom door, debating whether or not I wanted to do what I... wanted to do.
Making up my mind, I swung open her door, and opened my mouth, then closed it again. Hermione was sitting in her chair with her arms on her books, and her head on her arms, asleep. I sighed, and without even giving it a second thought, I picked her up and put her in her bed, pulling the covers up over her.
I climbed back into my bed, somewhat disappointed. I would wait until the next day to ask Hermione to the dance.
Still Draco's POV
I lay there on my couch, fuming, listening to Hannah and Terry discuss Potions. I was recalling the events of earlier that day, at lunch. Hermione was in her usual spot at the Gryffindor table, between Potter and Weasley, and seemed very happy. She was grinning wildly at Potter, and kept leaning over to talk to him. I thought nothing of it at first, as she was almost always with them.
Later, though, I saw them in the hallway. Their fingers were woven together, and they were happily discussing what they were going to go to the ball as. TOGETHER.
Actually, I couldn't quite decide whether I was seething or heartbroken. I decided on being furious for the time being.
Hermione's POV
The night before the ball, I was in the Gryffindor common room with Harry. Our relationship had grown much stronger over the past week and a half, and he'd even kissed me a few times. We had been sitting on the floor, studying, but it was late and I was tired. We were the only three left in the common room, and Ron, seeing his chance, left, leaving Harry and I alone. He walked me over to the portal, and kissed me briefly, softly.
"Goodnight," I smiled at him.
"'Night, Mione."
When I went back down to my own common room, now clad in my pajamas and ready to wash up, I found Dumbledore getting up to leave. When I came down, he looked at me, and gave me the condensed version of what he had just told the others.
"Hermione, I will tell you what I've just told the others. I would like the prefects to start off the dance, as is tradition here at Hogwarts." I gaped at him. "In the past, the prefects have even accompanied each other to the dance," he added, seeing my astonished look. He raised his eyebrows. "Just be glad I'm not requiring you to do that." He let himself out of the portrait, leaving me staring at the wall.
Of course, Hannah and Terry would be going with each other to the dance, so naturally they would dance together for the first dance. That left her with Draco. She glanced at him, and he didn't look happy AT ALL.
"So, Draco, I guess that means we get to share a dance," I said dejectedly. Draco just shot me an icy glare. I shrugged, and went into the bathroom to get ready for bed. I didn't have that much of a problem with it, as long as I still got to go with Harry. I smiled at my reflection in the mirror at the thought of Harry. We would be able to spend the whole evening together the next day.
A/N: That's all for this chapter!! I was going to add more, and have the title be Dates and Dances, but the chapter was way too long, so I cut it up! Look forward to the next chapter soon!! ( And people who may be doubting it, this WILL still be a Hr/D fic, don't worry. Lol, doesn't seem like it now, does it? I have surprises. *evil grin* Thanks to all my reviewers, as always:
DemonWitch666- hehehe. Thanks a lot for the review. As for the professor... you'll see.
Fiery-chan- 1st review: Thanks. 2nd review: Lol, don't worry, I have through chapter 11 written, and I think there's a part in there like that. Coming up soon! Hehe.
Starrynights13- Thank you! I needed to hear that somebody thinks Draco's ok, cause I wasn't so sure. Thanks.
Greenleaf Arrow- Yes! I agree that they should definitely get together, and don't worry, it will happen eventually, but in future chapters. I have the chapters written up to ch. 11, and they are ALMOST together, I think. I need to work it out though.
PrincessDarkness- Love your name. Yeah, I know... I had completely forgotten about the whole Peter Petigrew thing in the first chapter, I'm so sorry! My friend reminded me, but I didn't think I needed to repost the chapter and make people read it all over again just for that. I will if u want me to, just say.
Corvixen- Thanks for the robe thing. Lol.
Person with no name- Well, I'm sorry you think my story is a 'cheap rip- off'. I have read the story I Won't Walk Away and I think it's absolutely amazing. I know that the trip thing is the same so far, but I guarantee there will be MAJOR differences.
The Adoorable kitten Fluffy- Lol, THANK YOU!! I love HG/DM fics too!