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Hermione woke up the next morning with the sun in her eyes.
"The sun! I can see the sun! I can see my room! Oh.I have to go tell Harry!" she started to stand up but got light headed and fell back on her bed.
"I guess I should wait a few minutes so I can totally wake up," Hermione laid back on her bed and listened closely.was that her radio she heard? She never left her radio on while she slept.it wasted the batteries.then the previous night came back to her. "What did Draco want to tell me? The last thing I remember was his voice.his.gentle voice, and then I woke up here. Oh dear.I hope I didn't fall asleep while he was speaking to me," she scrunched up her face in the thought, she had been raised not to be so rude. "Perhaps I should go talk to him down at breakfast."
Hermione slowly climbed out of bed again and grabbed some clothes. Heading into the shower she paused to think for another moment. 'What has been up with Draco lately? He has almost been.nice to me. "Nah.it must just be my imagination." she laughed as she got ready for school.
"HERMIONE!" Harry shouted as she walked into the Great Hall, it was just as beautiful as she had remembered.even a few days of being blind had given her a whole new perspective on her life.
"Hey Harry! Where's Ron at this morning?" Hermione smiled brightly, it sure was nice to "be back".
Harry motioned down the table a little ways. "He's with his new friend Heather. They are getting along VERY well.if you know what I mean." Harry raised his eyebrows a few times hinting at a possible relation between the two.
I laughed loudly and looked towards the Slytherin table as I made eye contact with the two American Slytherin's. One of them, Laura, sneered at me but the other Kelly acknowledged me and motioned for me to come over. "I'll be right back Harry," I said as I walked in the direction of the rival table. As I neared Kelly stood up to greet me, "Hi, you must be Hermione! I've heard all about you.from a certain fair haired Slytherin," she smiled nicely.
"Hi.your name is Kelly right? Who is it that's been talking about me? Certainly not Malfoy." she turned to look at him as she said his name quietly. Suddenly he turned and looked right back at her and smiled warmly. Their eyes met for what seemed like an eternity and she could see all of the hardness met away. But no sooner had he begun to stand up Pansy interrupted their romantic moment. She elbowed Draco hard in the side to get his attention.
"Why is that stupid mud blood over here?" Pansy screeched.
Out of a new reaction, Draco grabbed her by the cuff of her robe and whispered quiet but threateningly. "Don't you DARE call Hermione that ever again.do you understand me?" she nodded quickly and he loosened his grip.
Draco's POV
I saw Hermione look at me astonished at what I had just done. I was quite frankly actually surprised by myself. I broke our eye contact once again and busied myself with my food. What had I just done? It felt like those few small words had been loud enough for the whole school to hear. He pushed his food around his plate while he glanced up to the Gryffindor table. They weren't looking at him or anything so they obviously hadn't heard what he said. He had been thinking throughout the night about his discovery after Hermione fell asleep. Did he love her? Love was a big step.he could possibly like her.but love? Although his father had always discouraged emotions saying they made strong men weak. His mother had taught him to love and treat people with kindness. If it wasn't for Lucius then he would have no problem being nice to his fellow classmates, but he didn't need his "kind behaviour" getting back to Lucius' ears. Back to the point.the one thing Draco's mother had taught him was to never toy with a girl's affections. Don't tell a girl you love her unless you really truly mean it. If Draco couldn't do anything else his mother taught him, he would at least do this. Lucius never told my mother he loved her.he still to this day didn't understand why they were married. His mum was such a sweetheart and a loving mother, but Lucius.he could feel his blood boil at the thought of that asshole that made his life a living hell, he's just a.death eater, and that's all he'll ever amount to. He took another glance at Hermione, she looked so beautiful in the light. She looked like she was an angel, with a radiant glow about her. Should he tell her about his feelings? She would probably turn away from him, tell him he was an asshole or something along those lines. Hermione caught his stare for one last time as she walked away. She smiled at him, and she looked sincere about it too. So he smiled right back at her.
Hermione's POV
What is it with him? Was that an actual smile? She sighed as she walked back to her friends back at the Gryffindor table. Draco really had changed.and she liked that change. Hermione was still smiling as she sat back down next to Chris.
"Hey Hermione, why so happy?" he looked deep into her eyes and he knew immediately. "It's that Malfoy kid, isn't it?" he leaned in close to her so only she could hear him. "Just be careful with him Hermione.he's very sneaky, and I don't want you to get hurt.I like you a lot." Chris flashed a smile before he got up. "Come on Heather, we have to go meet with Professor Vogel for our morning get together.
"Do we have to? I'd rather stay with Ron here." she smiled and set her hand into Ron's. He tightened their grip and gave her a small kiss on the lips.
"Don't worry.I wouldn't want you to get in trouble because of me, I'll be here when you get back.
"Okay.Heather stood up and their hands slowly fell apart as she walked away with Chris. Ron's gaze followed her out the door, and she turned around and blew him a kiss as she turned out of sight.
Ron sighed loudly. He looked up and saw Hermione, and almost fell out of his seat. "Hermione! I didn't even notice you were here! I'm sorry.I was a bit preoccupied."
"Don't even think of it.you deserve a girl Ron, and you really seem to like her." Hermione grabbed her school bag and straightened herself back up. "Between you and me.I think the feeling is mutual," that was all she said as she walked away.
Out in the hall she heard two people talking, but they seemed to be getting further away. Her curiosity getting the best of her she decided to follow them to see who it was.
"Chris.I hate to remind you, but you have a girlfriend back in the United States.so don't get too attached to Hermione." it was Heather and they were walking down the hall with their arms around each others waists.
"What about you? Your going out with that Ben kid aren't you? Your just as guilty as I am," Chris stopped and turned to her.
"I've been thinking about that Chris.I really like Ron, in fact, I am in love with the kid. I decided I am going to send an owl to Ben and break it off. Our relationship isn't that great anyways.and I really care about Ron." Heather smiled and put a hand on Chris's shoulder. "So you don't have to worry about me," come on, I think our meeting is in this class.
She was about to turn around when Heather screamed in surprise. She ran over to the room they had walked into and realized it was the Defense Against the Dark Arts room. There are plenty of freaky things in there. She had just peeked around the corner to make sure they were alright when she heard loud voices.
"What are you two doing!" it sounded oddly familiar like our new DADA teacher, Professor Vogel.
"We.were.what were YOU doing!" Chris voice showed his shock at walking into the classroom. Still not exactly sure of what was going on she moved into the classroom. The scene that met her was actually quite funny. Oliver Wood, a previous Hogwarts graduate, was now the new Quidditch coach. Here he was, out of breath with his shirt half way unbuttoned with Professor Vogel right beside him. One could only imagine what these two young teachers had been up to.
She laughed, "A good example to set for our students here, huh?"
Professor Vogel glared at her, "What are YOU doing here Ms. Granger?" I don't believe you are supposed to be at our meeting are you?" " No.I'm not, sorry Professor," Hermione turned around and began to leave the classroom when Wood called to her.
"Hold up Hermione.I mean.'Ms. Granger', I'll walk you to class," Wood grinned goofily, she had had a crush on Oliver when he was a student here.but now that he was a teacher that was quite disturbing.
"Still not used to being a teacher are you Wood?" he had almost slipped up and called her by her first name.
"Wood? I'm not so sure your used to me being one either," he laughed and bumped her with his hip.
"I suppose not.by the way.what is going on with you two?" I looked at him suspiciously.
I could see his face turn a deep crimson even in the minimal light. "I'm uh.very taken with Kristen.I mean, Professor Vogel. But, that's between her and I. I believe this is where I leave you Ms. Granger," he chuckled. "I got it right that time,"
"That you did.have a good day Professor Wood," I answered as I walked into the Potions Room.
It was very dark and musty in the classroom and I could see I was one of the first students, mind Draco. I set my bag down and reserved some seat for Harry, Ron, Heather, and Chris. I stole a look into Draco's direction and noticed he was looking at me too.
"What do you want Mal.I mean Draco,"
"Nothing, I'm just admiring your beauty." he smiled so sincerely Hermione couldn't shoot him down.
"Yeah right." she looked down at the floor so Draco wouldn't see her blushing.
"No, you are.I have been meaning to talk to you about it," Draco stood up and walked in her direction. He put his arms around her waist and looked deep into her eyes.
Draco's POV
As I looked into her warm chocolate eyes I remembered my mother's wise words. 'Don't tell a woman you love her unless you truly mean it,' they echoed in his head and he knew what to tell Hermione. "Hermione.I think I am falling in love with you."
"What?" she looked utterly shocked. "I knew something odd was going on with you.but I would never have suspected this," she blushed hard as I reached for her chin. I remembered this position night she had gone blind.it was such an awful night. Feelings of guilt ran through him as she searched him for a reply.
"I am in love with you,"
"Prove it." she said coldly. Her eyes were full of menace and disbelief as he thought some more.
"Gladly." was the last thing he said as he leaned in to kiss her. She immediately stiffened up when their lips met, but after some gentle stroking she relaxed. Draco took this as a sign to move on, he slowly deepened the kiss as she fell into his arms. He softly ran his hand through her wavy hair and moved his other hand down her back. Her body was absolutely perfect and her curves were in all of the right places. Unlike most girls, she wasn't too skinny. Draco wasn't attracted to girl's who starved themselves just to look nice, and Hermione certainly wasn't one of them. Not wanting to get too carried away Draco pulled away. "Is that proof enough for you?"
"Mm hmm." her eyes were still closed as she moved back towards him. "Hermione as much as I would love to.I think I hear someone coming down the hall." Draco said as he listened to the loud footsteps almost at the door. One of the benefits of the Dungeon was you could hear almost anything, as the halls echoed nearly every sound. They had just sat back down to their designated seats when the door was whipped open and Snape walked in with his long black robes billowing out behind him.
"Well, well, well.wanted to get to class early for your first day of class? Ten points for Slytherin." Snape smiled at his favourite student. He looked over and saw Hermione looking expectantly at him. "What do you want Ms. Granger?" he snapped.
"Nothing sir." as Snape turned around she glared at his retreating back. "What an arse." she mumbled under her breath
"What was that Ms. Granger?" Snape must have good hearing. "Fifteen points from Gryffindor for talking back to the teacher." he bellowed harshly at her. Hermione looked very hurt and slumped in her seat.
"It's okay beautiful," he said so only she could hear it. She looked back up at him and smiled as his warm eyes comforted her. She mouthed 'Thank You' to him and turned her attention back to Professor Snape.
Hermione's POV
The rest of the day passed without any significant event, except for the glares she kept getting from Professor Vogel in Defense Against the Dark Arts. But she just laughed, Professor Vogel was only embarrassed, there wasn't any serious damage done. Later on that day at dinner some questions arose.
"Hermione.I have been hearing some weird rumours about you and.Malfoy," Harry questioned Hermione as she sat down at the dinner table.
"Why Harry, whatever are you talking about," she asked innocently and smiled totally unbelievably.
"Nothing Hermione." he could see even if it was true he wouldn't get the truth out of her unless she was tortured. "Oy, Ron! Heather! Over here!" Harry hollered to the couple holding hands.
"Hey there Harry.Hermione," Ron said as he let Heather sit down.
"Aren't you two going out YET?" Harry laughed as Ron took a seat next to her.
"No." Ron glared at Harry, and then gave him an odd look as if to remind him of something. Harry must have understood because he nodded in agreement. All she saw was Ron mouth 'tonight'. He must have been planning something romantic for her, any girl who could make Ron that happy was worth anything he gave to her. She caught Heather nudge Ron and he grabbed her hand and smiled. They really did make quite a cute couple.
Hermione leaned over to Harry and whispered, "What's going on tonight?"
"You'll see." was all Harry said as he went back to his dinner.
Later that night.
Ron's POV
"Harry! I am so bloody nervous! What if she says no.what if she laughs in my face! I don't think I could handle it!" Ron was having a nervous breakdown.
"Ron.please! It's totally obvious she has a thing for you, there is NO WAY she will turn you down. Especially after the romantic dinner you have planned." Harry patted his friend on the back in attempt to calm him down.
"I'll.be right back." he said as he ran into the bathroom and vomited.
He was so scared. Ron had never felt this way about any girl before, he loved Heather and he hadn't even known her for more than a month. He came out of the bathroom feeling a little bit better.
"Do you think I should use some cologne?" Ron asked as he reached Harry's bottle of Eau de Toilette.
"If you want to.but please, let me spray it. It's very strong and with the way your feeling you might spill the whole thing on you," Harry grabbed the spray from him and sprayed once onto Ron as the scent fill the room. "Is that good enough?"
"It's perfect.thanks Harry, your such a good friend," Ron was grinning from ear to ear as he began to leave the 7th year dorm. "Wish me luck will ya'?" Ron asked.
"Good luck buddy," Harry said as Ron closed the door into the common room.
Immediately Ron saw Heather standing below waiting by the common room fire. Her dark chestnut hair seemed to glow as the flames danced behind her.
"Hi.hello Heather," Ron said suavely as he descended the stairs.
"Hello Ron," Heather's smile just made him melt.
"Do you want to.come outside?" Ron asked as he led her to the door.
"Of course I do.what was it you wanted to talk to me about Ron?" Heather asked him sweetly.
"You'll see," he opened the door and he could see Heather's eyes open in surprise. He and Harry had just spent the last three hours decorating the back porch of the Gryffindor Tower. There were fireflies floating around a dinner table set with candles. The air was enchanted to smell like roses, which Ron knew was one of Heather's favorite flowers.
"Ron.I'm speechless.it's beautiful," Heather's eyes welled up with tears. "I can't believe you did all this for me."
"Why wouldn't I? Heather.I am in love with you, and I would do anything to make you happy," Ron stepped a little closer to Heather. "Could I have the honor of being your boyfriend?" Ron's heart sped up as he asked her this.she was sure to say no, I mean.who could honestly like him?
"Could YOU have the honor of being my boyfriend? More like could I have the honor of being your girlfriend!" Heather leapt into his arms.
"So is that a yes?" Ron asked fearfully.
"Of course it's a yes!" Heather held onto his hands tightly. When Ron got the guts to do something he had never done before. He kissed her, but it wasn't just a peck, it was a passionate kiss. He slowly opened his mouth in attempt to deepen the kiss, but Heather seemed like she knew what to do. The next ten minutes were some of the best Ron ever spent. He had found his ideal girl.and nothing would change that.
Hermione's POV
Harry and Hermione watched Ron and Heather from the balcony of the boy's dorm. They really were so much in love. She saw them hold onto each other, and longingly began to think of Draco. With all of the things he had ever said to her.it had all been changed in these past few weeks. That one kiss they had spent had meant more than Draco would ever know. Hermione felt that she too was falling in love.but with the enemy.
Hermione woke up the next morning with the sun in her eyes.
"The sun! I can see the sun! I can see my room! Oh.I have to go tell Harry!" she started to stand up but got light headed and fell back on her bed.
"I guess I should wait a few minutes so I can totally wake up," Hermione laid back on her bed and listened closely.was that her radio she heard? She never left her radio on while she slept.it wasted the batteries.then the previous night came back to her. "What did Draco want to tell me? The last thing I remember was his voice.his.gentle voice, and then I woke up here. Oh dear.I hope I didn't fall asleep while he was speaking to me," she scrunched up her face in the thought, she had been raised not to be so rude. "Perhaps I should go talk to him down at breakfast."
Hermione slowly climbed out of bed again and grabbed some clothes. Heading into the shower she paused to think for another moment. 'What has been up with Draco lately? He has almost been.nice to me. "Nah.it must just be my imagination." she laughed as she got ready for school.
"HERMIONE!" Harry shouted as she walked into the Great Hall, it was just as beautiful as she had remembered.even a few days of being blind had given her a whole new perspective on her life.
"Hey Harry! Where's Ron at this morning?" Hermione smiled brightly, it sure was nice to "be back".
Harry motioned down the table a little ways. "He's with his new friend Heather. They are getting along VERY well.if you know what I mean." Harry raised his eyebrows a few times hinting at a possible relation between the two.
I laughed loudly and looked towards the Slytherin table as I made eye contact with the two American Slytherin's. One of them, Laura, sneered at me but the other Kelly acknowledged me and motioned for me to come over. "I'll be right back Harry," I said as I walked in the direction of the rival table. As I neared Kelly stood up to greet me, "Hi, you must be Hermione! I've heard all about you.from a certain fair haired Slytherin," she smiled nicely.
"Hi.your name is Kelly right? Who is it that's been talking about me? Certainly not Malfoy." she turned to look at him as she said his name quietly. Suddenly he turned and looked right back at her and smiled warmly. Their eyes met for what seemed like an eternity and she could see all of the hardness met away. But no sooner had he begun to stand up Pansy interrupted their romantic moment. She elbowed Draco hard in the side to get his attention.
"Why is that stupid mud blood over here?" Pansy screeched.
Out of a new reaction, Draco grabbed her by the cuff of her robe and whispered quiet but threateningly. "Don't you DARE call Hermione that ever again.do you understand me?" she nodded quickly and he loosened his grip.
Draco's POV
I saw Hermione look at me astonished at what I had just done. I was quite frankly actually surprised by myself. I broke our eye contact once again and busied myself with my food. What had I just done? It felt like those few small words had been loud enough for the whole school to hear. He pushed his food around his plate while he glanced up to the Gryffindor table. They weren't looking at him or anything so they obviously hadn't heard what he said. He had been thinking throughout the night about his discovery after Hermione fell asleep. Did he love her? Love was a big step.he could possibly like her.but love? Although his father had always discouraged emotions saying they made strong men weak. His mother had taught him to love and treat people with kindness. If it wasn't for Lucius then he would have no problem being nice to his fellow classmates, but he didn't need his "kind behaviour" getting back to Lucius' ears. Back to the point.the one thing Draco's mother had taught him was to never toy with a girl's affections. Don't tell a girl you love her unless you really truly mean it. If Draco couldn't do anything else his mother taught him, he would at least do this. Lucius never told my mother he loved her.he still to this day didn't understand why they were married. His mum was such a sweetheart and a loving mother, but Lucius.he could feel his blood boil at the thought of that asshole that made his life a living hell, he's just a.death eater, and that's all he'll ever amount to. He took another glance at Hermione, she looked so beautiful in the light. She looked like she was an angel, with a radiant glow about her. Should he tell her about his feelings? She would probably turn away from him, tell him he was an asshole or something along those lines. Hermione caught his stare for one last time as she walked away. She smiled at him, and she looked sincere about it too. So he smiled right back at her.
Hermione's POV
What is it with him? Was that an actual smile? She sighed as she walked back to her friends back at the Gryffindor table. Draco really had changed.and she liked that change. Hermione was still smiling as she sat back down next to Chris.
"Hey Hermione, why so happy?" he looked deep into her eyes and he knew immediately. "It's that Malfoy kid, isn't it?" he leaned in close to her so only she could hear him. "Just be careful with him Hermione.he's very sneaky, and I don't want you to get hurt.I like you a lot." Chris flashed a smile before he got up. "Come on Heather, we have to go meet with Professor Vogel for our morning get together.
"Do we have to? I'd rather stay with Ron here." she smiled and set her hand into Ron's. He tightened their grip and gave her a small kiss on the lips.
"Don't worry.I wouldn't want you to get in trouble because of me, I'll be here when you get back.
"Okay.Heather stood up and their hands slowly fell apart as she walked away with Chris. Ron's gaze followed her out the door, and she turned around and blew him a kiss as she turned out of sight.
Ron sighed loudly. He looked up and saw Hermione, and almost fell out of his seat. "Hermione! I didn't even notice you were here! I'm sorry.I was a bit preoccupied."
"Don't even think of it.you deserve a girl Ron, and you really seem to like her." Hermione grabbed her school bag and straightened herself back up. "Between you and me.I think the feeling is mutual," that was all she said as she walked away.
Out in the hall she heard two people talking, but they seemed to be getting further away. Her curiosity getting the best of her she decided to follow them to see who it was.
"Chris.I hate to remind you, but you have a girlfriend back in the United States.so don't get too attached to Hermione." it was Heather and they were walking down the hall with their arms around each others waists.
"What about you? Your going out with that Ben kid aren't you? Your just as guilty as I am," Chris stopped and turned to her.
"I've been thinking about that Chris.I really like Ron, in fact, I am in love with the kid. I decided I am going to send an owl to Ben and break it off. Our relationship isn't that great anyways.and I really care about Ron." Heather smiled and put a hand on Chris's shoulder. "So you don't have to worry about me," come on, I think our meeting is in this class.
She was about to turn around when Heather screamed in surprise. She ran over to the room they had walked into and realized it was the Defense Against the Dark Arts room. There are plenty of freaky things in there. She had just peeked around the corner to make sure they were alright when she heard loud voices.
"What are you two doing!" it sounded oddly familiar like our new DADA teacher, Professor Vogel.
"We.were.what were YOU doing!" Chris voice showed his shock at walking into the classroom. Still not exactly sure of what was going on she moved into the classroom. The scene that met her was actually quite funny. Oliver Wood, a previous Hogwarts graduate, was now the new Quidditch coach. Here he was, out of breath with his shirt half way unbuttoned with Professor Vogel right beside him. One could only imagine what these two young teachers had been up to.
She laughed, "A good example to set for our students here, huh?"
Professor Vogel glared at her, "What are YOU doing here Ms. Granger?" I don't believe you are supposed to be at our meeting are you?" " No.I'm not, sorry Professor," Hermione turned around and began to leave the classroom when Wood called to her.
"Hold up Hermione.I mean.'Ms. Granger', I'll walk you to class," Wood grinned goofily, she had had a crush on Oliver when he was a student here.but now that he was a teacher that was quite disturbing.
"Still not used to being a teacher are you Wood?" he had almost slipped up and called her by her first name.
"Wood? I'm not so sure your used to me being one either," he laughed and bumped her with his hip.
"I suppose not.by the way.what is going on with you two?" I looked at him suspiciously.
I could see his face turn a deep crimson even in the minimal light. "I'm uh.very taken with Kristen.I mean, Professor Vogel. But, that's between her and I. I believe this is where I leave you Ms. Granger," he chuckled. "I got it right that time,"
"That you did.have a good day Professor Wood," I answered as I walked into the Potions Room.
It was very dark and musty in the classroom and I could see I was one of the first students, mind Draco. I set my bag down and reserved some seat for Harry, Ron, Heather, and Chris. I stole a look into Draco's direction and noticed he was looking at me too.
"What do you want Mal.I mean Draco,"
"Nothing, I'm just admiring your beauty." he smiled so sincerely Hermione couldn't shoot him down.
"Yeah right." she looked down at the floor so Draco wouldn't see her blushing.
"No, you are.I have been meaning to talk to you about it," Draco stood up and walked in her direction. He put his arms around her waist and looked deep into her eyes.
Draco's POV
As I looked into her warm chocolate eyes I remembered my mother's wise words. 'Don't tell a woman you love her unless you truly mean it,' they echoed in his head and he knew what to tell Hermione. "Hermione.I think I am falling in love with you."
"What?" she looked utterly shocked. "I knew something odd was going on with you.but I would never have suspected this," she blushed hard as I reached for her chin. I remembered this position night she had gone blind.it was such an awful night. Feelings of guilt ran through him as she searched him for a reply.
"I am in love with you,"
"Prove it." she said coldly. Her eyes were full of menace and disbelief as he thought some more.
"Gladly." was the last thing he said as he leaned in to kiss her. She immediately stiffened up when their lips met, but after some gentle stroking she relaxed. Draco took this as a sign to move on, he slowly deepened the kiss as she fell into his arms. He softly ran his hand through her wavy hair and moved his other hand down her back. Her body was absolutely perfect and her curves were in all of the right places. Unlike most girls, she wasn't too skinny. Draco wasn't attracted to girl's who starved themselves just to look nice, and Hermione certainly wasn't one of them. Not wanting to get too carried away Draco pulled away. "Is that proof enough for you?"
"Mm hmm." her eyes were still closed as she moved back towards him. "Hermione as much as I would love to.I think I hear someone coming down the hall." Draco said as he listened to the loud footsteps almost at the door. One of the benefits of the Dungeon was you could hear almost anything, as the halls echoed nearly every sound. They had just sat back down to their designated seats when the door was whipped open and Snape walked in with his long black robes billowing out behind him.
"Well, well, well.wanted to get to class early for your first day of class? Ten points for Slytherin." Snape smiled at his favourite student. He looked over and saw Hermione looking expectantly at him. "What do you want Ms. Granger?" he snapped.
"Nothing sir." as Snape turned around she glared at his retreating back. "What an arse." she mumbled under her breath
"What was that Ms. Granger?" Snape must have good hearing. "Fifteen points from Gryffindor for talking back to the teacher." he bellowed harshly at her. Hermione looked very hurt and slumped in her seat.
"It's okay beautiful," he said so only she could hear it. She looked back up at him and smiled as his warm eyes comforted her. She mouthed 'Thank You' to him and turned her attention back to Professor Snape.
Hermione's POV
The rest of the day passed without any significant event, except for the glares she kept getting from Professor Vogel in Defense Against the Dark Arts. But she just laughed, Professor Vogel was only embarrassed, there wasn't any serious damage done. Later on that day at dinner some questions arose.
"Hermione.I have been hearing some weird rumours about you and.Malfoy," Harry questioned Hermione as she sat down at the dinner table.
"Why Harry, whatever are you talking about," she asked innocently and smiled totally unbelievably.
"Nothing Hermione." he could see even if it was true he wouldn't get the truth out of her unless she was tortured. "Oy, Ron! Heather! Over here!" Harry hollered to the couple holding hands.
"Hey there Harry.Hermione," Ron said as he let Heather sit down.
"Aren't you two going out YET?" Harry laughed as Ron took a seat next to her.
"No." Ron glared at Harry, and then gave him an odd look as if to remind him of something. Harry must have understood because he nodded in agreement. All she saw was Ron mouth 'tonight'. He must have been planning something romantic for her, any girl who could make Ron that happy was worth anything he gave to her. She caught Heather nudge Ron and he grabbed her hand and smiled. They really did make quite a cute couple.
Hermione leaned over to Harry and whispered, "What's going on tonight?"
"You'll see." was all Harry said as he went back to his dinner.
Later that night.
Ron's POV
"Harry! I am so bloody nervous! What if she says no.what if she laughs in my face! I don't think I could handle it!" Ron was having a nervous breakdown.
"Ron.please! It's totally obvious she has a thing for you, there is NO WAY she will turn you down. Especially after the romantic dinner you have planned." Harry patted his friend on the back in attempt to calm him down.
"I'll.be right back." he said as he ran into the bathroom and vomited.
He was so scared. Ron had never felt this way about any girl before, he loved Heather and he hadn't even known her for more than a month. He came out of the bathroom feeling a little bit better.
"Do you think I should use some cologne?" Ron asked as he reached Harry's bottle of Eau de Toilette.
"If you want to.but please, let me spray it. It's very strong and with the way your feeling you might spill the whole thing on you," Harry grabbed the spray from him and sprayed once onto Ron as the scent fill the room. "Is that good enough?"
"It's perfect.thanks Harry, your such a good friend," Ron was grinning from ear to ear as he began to leave the 7th year dorm. "Wish me luck will ya'?" Ron asked.
"Good luck buddy," Harry said as Ron closed the door into the common room.
Immediately Ron saw Heather standing below waiting by the common room fire. Her dark chestnut hair seemed to glow as the flames danced behind her.
"Hi.hello Heather," Ron said suavely as he descended the stairs.
"Hello Ron," Heather's smile just made him melt.
"Do you want to.come outside?" Ron asked as he led her to the door.
"Of course I do.what was it you wanted to talk to me about Ron?" Heather asked him sweetly.
"You'll see," he opened the door and he could see Heather's eyes open in surprise. He and Harry had just spent the last three hours decorating the back porch of the Gryffindor Tower. There were fireflies floating around a dinner table set with candles. The air was enchanted to smell like roses, which Ron knew was one of Heather's favorite flowers.
"Ron.I'm speechless.it's beautiful," Heather's eyes welled up with tears. "I can't believe you did all this for me."
"Why wouldn't I? Heather.I am in love with you, and I would do anything to make you happy," Ron stepped a little closer to Heather. "Could I have the honor of being your boyfriend?" Ron's heart sped up as he asked her this.she was sure to say no, I mean.who could honestly like him?
"Could YOU have the honor of being my boyfriend? More like could I have the honor of being your girlfriend!" Heather leapt into his arms.
"So is that a yes?" Ron asked fearfully.
"Of course it's a yes!" Heather held onto his hands tightly. When Ron got the guts to do something he had never done before. He kissed her, but it wasn't just a peck, it was a passionate kiss. He slowly opened his mouth in attempt to deepen the kiss, but Heather seemed like she knew what to do. The next ten minutes were some of the best Ron ever spent. He had found his ideal girl.and nothing would change that.
Hermione's POV
Harry and Hermione watched Ron and Heather from the balcony of the boy's dorm. They really were so much in love. She saw them hold onto each other, and longingly began to think of Draco. With all of the things he had ever said to her.it had all been changed in these past few weeks. That one kiss they had spent had meant more than Draco would ever know. Hermione felt that she too was falling in love.but with the enemy.