Draco never left the house, even when he wanted to. He wanted so badly, to go dress shopping with Hermione to help pick it out. Instead he had to stay and watch television. He didn't quite get cartoons, but he guessed it was a muggle thing. The night of the dance was here. He stood downstairs watching as the Granger's flew about. Mr. Granger looking for his tie, while Mrs. Granger double checking her makeup. He almost wanted to laugh at them, but was caught by surprise. There standing at the top of the stairs was a sight that he believed would of made the basilisk it's self turn to stone.
Hermione's dress was a lavender color. It almost seem to be something out of Cinderella the way it hanged on her. Her hair was down and laid on her shoulders like satin. Draco stood gasping for air, and couldn't seem to close his jaw. She came down the stairs very graceful. "What do you think? She said spiraling in front of him. Draco couldn't find the words instead opting for a "I I love it". Hermione smiled. "You sure you won't come, just for a bit?" she asked. "No, I'm sorry I don't want to risk it." he said.
"It's time, lets get going, don't want to be late" Mrs Granger said from the door way. Hermione's face sank. She ran up and kissed Draco on the cheek. "I'll see you when I get back then" she said as she ran out the door. "The doors are locked and the numbers by the phone if anything happens Draco. Ok?" Mr. Granger said concerned.
Draco sat and watched tv for a short while. He couldn't stand it. It seemed like everything on was a reminder of love and how much he wanted to experience it. He went up stairs and sat by the window seal looking out at the night sky. His mind thought about the dance a few years ago. How he took Pansy Parkison to it. He remembered how he never truly wanted to, but it was something he had to. It was fun, but nearly as much as it could have been. The thoughts rushed through his mind causing him to feel sicker and sicker to his stomach. "Damnit!"
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"Now my pet, now we will take this chance". The Raveness said as she leaped from house to house. She stopped on top of the Granger's roof. She could smell his sent. "It is time." she said smiling as if accomplishing something of such a great magnitude. She walked to the edge above Draco's window. The window shattered, spreading the glass shards all over the floor. "Now you are.." She stopped and saw that he was not there. Her smile changed to a face of pure anger. She searched the house smashing object in frustration. The white ball jumped. "You have his scent, then he is not far.".
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The dance had been going on for awhile now. Hermione watched as people danced. She couldn't help but feel down. Another year of never living the dream she thought to herself. The Yule ball was special, but this was something that different. This was a yearly thing, a thing that wasn't part of the magic. She so badly wanted some to be here in spirit though. "Excuse me? May I have this dance?" a voice came from beside her. She raised her head, and the red in her cheeks filled. Draco stood there before her in a black and white suit. It wasn't anything special, but he looked great in Hermione's eyes. "Certainly". Draco pulled her on to the dance floor. He pulled her close, and put his arms around her. "I'm sorry, I didn't come sooner" he said. "It's alright, but isn't this taking.." she said. He simply put his finger on her mouth. "Don't worry about that now, right now its just us, no magic but what we create." he said. He moved his lips to hers. "I love you Hermione, no matter what Draco, I am". Hermione closed her eyes and sat her head on his shoulder. Her dream had come true.
An explosion erupted and woods and objects flew about the dance room. People ran for there lives screaming for help. Draco and Hermione stopped dead. There in the door way stood a woman who they knew was not here for the party. Draco knew who she was, he had seen her before, but from where he could not remember. "Hermione run!" he said. Hermione tried to move, but the woman moved ahead of her at quite a speed.
"No No, I'm tired of playing cat and mouse". she said holding onto Hermione. "Now, lets play, shall we?" she said grinning.
Draco stood his heart stopping. He worse fear has come true. He didn't what to do, let alone how to get Hermione out of her reach. Things just went from heavenly to hell and hell couldn't get any worse.