Harry whispered through the dark, "Hermione! Chill out your nails are
cutting into my skin!" Hermione jumped. "Sorry....it's so....eerie in here,
I'm really freaked out---" They kept walking forward through the hall
highlighted with shadows. It was like an unfulfilled silence, and suddenly
she felt harry move away from her. She swung her hands around trying to
find him, while continuing to walk forward. She was frantic. "Harry! Harry
where are you!" Then--she walked right into it. It was soft, sort of spongy
and flavorful with texture. It was all over her face and clothes. She
screamed very loudly and suddenly all the lights came on and her ears were
flooded with the loud echoing sound of "SURPRISE!!" Hermione whipped
around, covered in pink icing on her face, blouse, and in her hair. She
gasped in surprise. "OMIGOODNESS!" she yelled. Around her were a variety of
friends.
All the Weasleys, all of her gryffindor classmates in her year, professor dumbledore and mcgonagall, harry, the tall handsome boy, and to her surprise, Draco. She looked over at Draco, "What is all of this for?" she cried excitedly. Draco walked over to her and put his hands on her waist and whispered gently, "Your birthday Hermy." She looked into his intense eyes and was drawn into a passionate kiss. The other guests watched adoringly as the two lovebirds had a short reunion. All the other guests but one.
She let her lips part and she looked straight at Draco. "You look so beautiful..." he said. She blushed and smiled. "I'm covered in cake!" she cried. She looked out into the hall. She and Harry and the handsome boy had evidently been walking right in the middle, and Hermione had hit the table where her fancy pink cake was sitting. George leaned over to Fred, "I told you not to put it there! Now the blasted thing is dented!" Hermione overheard them and smiled.
"I really appreciate this everyone...but....my birthday isn't for a few more weeks!" Ron jumped in quickly. "It was the only day that all of us could attend..." he drifted off and started walking towards Hermione. He gave her a tight hug. "Happy 17th Hermione." he said and he backed away. The room was ackwardly silent as Hermione gazed flirtateously at Draco, and he twisted a bouncy curl around his finger. "Oh please you two, get a room." Harry called. Hermione suddenly realized that everyone was looking at them. She blushed and could tell that Harry had meant for that to sound jokingly...
"Well, along with your closest friends, we invited many others that are bound to be showing up any moment, you may want to change, Ms. Granger." said Dumbledore humbly. Hermione bit her lip "Of course...I'll be down in a few minutes..." She turned around and paced out the door, to her right, and up the stairs on her way up to the gryffindor tower.
The portrait hole was already open, and she climbed in and clambered up the stairs to the girls dormitory where her belongings were sitting on her bed. The quickly stripped herself of her cake-stained clothes and put on a cute black little skirt and a rather tight pink blouse. She wet down her hair and styled it so that each curl was articulate and springy. She refreshed her make up and at last she was ready to go. She was just putting on the finishing touches when there was a knock at her door...
"Come in!" she called. The door opened and she turned around to see who had come in. Draco was walking toward her. She smiled at him and he held her waist gently. "What are you doing in here?" she asked. He gazed at her intensely. "I thought I'd come give a personal happy birthday to my girl." Hermione smiled at him sweetly and leaned over and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips, and tried to pull away, but Draco kissed her back passionately. "Draco!" she breathed. She flung her arms around him and wished forever to just stand right there. Once she let go, Draco said "Come here, I want to show you something before we go back down." He grabbed her arm gently and led her out of the tower, up a flight of steps, and into a dark corridor. The walked along in the pitch blackness, when suddenly Hermione blurted out, "What was that?!" Draco patted her hand. "What was what?" "That shuffling! I think somebody is following us--"Hermione was breathing hard. "Don't worry," Draco assured her. "You're hearing things." She looked back cautiously as Draco pulled her around a corner and through some transparent curtains and out onto a handsome balcony.
Hermione looked up at the stars. "It's gorgeous!" Draco stood back and admired her. She walked out to the edge and looked up adoringly. Draco walked towards her and wrapped his arms around her. "Not as beautiful as you." he whispered. Hermione turned her neck to look into the stars she adored most....Draco's eyes. He leaned down and began kissing her. "Hermione, I love you." Draco whispered soothingly. Behind them, the curtains stirred, and no wind blew that night.
All the Weasleys, all of her gryffindor classmates in her year, professor dumbledore and mcgonagall, harry, the tall handsome boy, and to her surprise, Draco. She looked over at Draco, "What is all of this for?" she cried excitedly. Draco walked over to her and put his hands on her waist and whispered gently, "Your birthday Hermy." She looked into his intense eyes and was drawn into a passionate kiss. The other guests watched adoringly as the two lovebirds had a short reunion. All the other guests but one.
She let her lips part and she looked straight at Draco. "You look so beautiful..." he said. She blushed and smiled. "I'm covered in cake!" she cried. She looked out into the hall. She and Harry and the handsome boy had evidently been walking right in the middle, and Hermione had hit the table where her fancy pink cake was sitting. George leaned over to Fred, "I told you not to put it there! Now the blasted thing is dented!" Hermione overheard them and smiled.
"I really appreciate this everyone...but....my birthday isn't for a few more weeks!" Ron jumped in quickly. "It was the only day that all of us could attend..." he drifted off and started walking towards Hermione. He gave her a tight hug. "Happy 17th Hermione." he said and he backed away. The room was ackwardly silent as Hermione gazed flirtateously at Draco, and he twisted a bouncy curl around his finger. "Oh please you two, get a room." Harry called. Hermione suddenly realized that everyone was looking at them. She blushed and could tell that Harry had meant for that to sound jokingly...
"Well, along with your closest friends, we invited many others that are bound to be showing up any moment, you may want to change, Ms. Granger." said Dumbledore humbly. Hermione bit her lip "Of course...I'll be down in a few minutes..." She turned around and paced out the door, to her right, and up the stairs on her way up to the gryffindor tower.
The portrait hole was already open, and she climbed in and clambered up the stairs to the girls dormitory where her belongings were sitting on her bed. The quickly stripped herself of her cake-stained clothes and put on a cute black little skirt and a rather tight pink blouse. She wet down her hair and styled it so that each curl was articulate and springy. She refreshed her make up and at last she was ready to go. She was just putting on the finishing touches when there was a knock at her door...
"Come in!" she called. The door opened and she turned around to see who had come in. Draco was walking toward her. She smiled at him and he held her waist gently. "What are you doing in here?" she asked. He gazed at her intensely. "I thought I'd come give a personal happy birthday to my girl." Hermione smiled at him sweetly and leaned over and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips, and tried to pull away, but Draco kissed her back passionately. "Draco!" she breathed. She flung her arms around him and wished forever to just stand right there. Once she let go, Draco said "Come here, I want to show you something before we go back down." He grabbed her arm gently and led her out of the tower, up a flight of steps, and into a dark corridor. The walked along in the pitch blackness, when suddenly Hermione blurted out, "What was that?!" Draco patted her hand. "What was what?" "That shuffling! I think somebody is following us--"Hermione was breathing hard. "Don't worry," Draco assured her. "You're hearing things." She looked back cautiously as Draco pulled her around a corner and through some transparent curtains and out onto a handsome balcony.
Hermione looked up at the stars. "It's gorgeous!" Draco stood back and admired her. She walked out to the edge and looked up adoringly. Draco walked towards her and wrapped his arms around her. "Not as beautiful as you." he whispered. Hermione turned her neck to look into the stars she adored most....Draco's eyes. He leaned down and began kissing her. "Hermione, I love you." Draco whispered soothingly. Behind them, the curtains stirred, and no wind blew that night.