After Harry got ready, he walked to the gate where the Indians were. He was determined to find out who was in the bed. "It's not like I have anything better to do!" he thought to himself. But honestly, who could have such great importance to be carried miles and miles in one of those?!"

Harry found Ron and ran over to his side. "Hey!" he said, forcing a smile, "How've you been, mate?"

"Hey Harry!" Ron replied, "I've been great. how about you?"

"I -- I've. um. never been better." Harry started, but could see from the look on Ron's face that he didn't believe him. Harry decided to change the subject before they got into the talk about Hermione, it took Harry a long time to get over Sirius. in fact. he still wasn't over Sirius's death. but he thought he'd never get over Hermione's.

"So. " he started, "Do you know who the man in the bed with the drapes is?" Harry whispered in his ear. "No idea." Ron replied.

Harry continued to stare at it while Ron walked over to greet the king. A strange looking man in a dark cloak walked over towards the loft and spoke words through the curtain that Harry could not make out. Just then, he saw a small, pale hand with nails painted blood-red reach out, grasping the strange man's hand. "Wait a minute... " Harry thought to himself, "That may not even be a man!" The odd-looking guy helped the hooded figure out. It was then, that Harry was in shock. The woman removed her hood to reveal beautiful, wavy locks of hair that draped all the way down to past her waist, almost the exact same color of her nails. On top of that was a gorgeous head piece that circled around the top of her head and left a diamond dangling on her forehead. But what dazzled Harry most was her eyes. She had magical, chocolate-brown eyes that Harry could see sparkle even with the distance between them. Her eyes... there was something about her eyes that he recognized.

Just then she looked his way and saw him staring at her. He shook his head, getting out of his trance, and turned away, blushing. He noticed that he wasn't the only one gazing at her, all of the other men were too. When she noticed that, she put her hood back over her head covering her eyes and the old man led her inside.

All day long all he could do was think about her. He couldn't get her image out of his head. He knew... he knew her from. somewhere. He just couldn't remember where. He finally came to the conclusion that he had never seen nor heard of her before and he just thought he had; that it was all just in his head.

That night they were all in a dining hall, feasting, while the king of the westerners made an announcement that he had a "present" for the easterners. The room grew quiet and the wrinkly, funny-looking old man, that Harry had seen earlier, stepped out of the curtain to the stage. He stood up, bowed, then moved aside. The curtains opened and Harry was bewildered.

Their she was, the same woman. Only this time she was wearing a cream- colored bikini top and a skirt that draped all the way down to her ankles. Both the top and the bottom of her outfit had diamonds and gold pieces on them. She also wore a headpiece, just like the one before. Just then music started to play and she danced gracefully for them. She swayed her arms like a river, and she moved her hips seductively.

During the dance Harry could have sworn that she glanced at him. He hoped she did. "What the heck are you thinking Harry?!" he asked himself, "The only woman you'll ever love is Hermione."

When the dance ended she got many applause. The curtain closed. What Harry didn't understand though was why she barely ever made eye contact with anyone and she always looked so... sad?

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Well, that's it for chapter three! I just recently re-watched Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, and did y'all notice all the glances n' stuff that Harry and Hermione give each other? Also, if you really want to visualize more what's going on with the dance, download the song "Marco Polo" by Loreena McKennitt, and the outfit she's wearing, is sort of in between the two outfits Nicole Kidman wears at the end of Moulin Rouge for the play "Spectacular! Spectacular!" R/R! ~OceanGirl28

P.S. A special thanks to Kat, my first reviewer!!!