"Harry, did anything happen over the summer that you might want to tell
your old pal?" Ron asked him.
"No," said Harry, busy staring at Hermione.
"Hm," said Ron. He snapped his fingers in front of Harry's eyes but Harry didn't budge. "What are you looking out?" he asked impatiently.
Harry didn't answer.
Ron sighed heavily. "Harry, what happened between you and Cho during the summer?"
"Depends. What happened between Hermione and Malfoy?"
"Since when do you care?"
Harry blushed. "Well, Hermione's my best friend and everything. And Malfoy is my worst enemy."
"Has he been bothering you lately?"
"No."
"Well, you see? That's solved."
Harry turned to look at Ron. "Cho and I met up over the summer and decided we really liked each other. That's it," he said, shrugging.
"Okay, whatever you say, Harry."
"Announcements!" Dumbledore cried from the Great Hall.
Ron pat Harry's shoulder and grinned. "Harry, we'd better go see what Dumbledore has to say."
Harry nodded and the two walked back and took a seat at the Gryffindor table.
"We're moving the upcoming dance to October the fifteenth. I'm sorry for any inconvenience. The dance that was supposed to occur in March has not been decided when it will be held. We will tell you when we decide. Thank you very much!" Dumbledore announced.
"Wonder why's that?" Hermione asked Ron and Harry.
"Haven't got a clue," answered Ron. "But October the fifteenth is in two weeks! How am I supposed to get a date by then?"
Hermione shrugged.
"Since when did Hogwarts become obsessed with these stupid dances?" muttered Ron. "I liked it back in the beginning years."
"So," said Harry casually. "Who are you thinking of taking?"
"I already told you, Harry. I don't know," answered Ron.
"I actually was talking to Hermione."
Hermione gave him a questionable look. "I'll probably go with Draco, why do you ask?"
"Oh, no reason. I'll probably go with Cho," he answered with a little smugness in his voice.
"At least you two have got dates. I haven't got anybody to go with."
"Big surprise," said Hermione sarcastically. "You never knew girls existed until the Yule Ball."
Ron blushed crimson. "Sorry about that," he apologized.
After dinner, Hermione walked back to the Common Room when she was stopped by Draco.
"Hey," she said. "So."
He grinned and took her hand. "So I have a question."
"Go on."
"Would you like to go to the dance with me, Hermione Granger?"
She smiled brightly "I most certainly would!" And she kissed him on the cheek as Harry watched them from a distance away, feeling very odd inside.
"Mr. Potter, why haven't you added the pig snout powder to the cauldron?" Professor Snape hissed. "That is completely going to mess up the process, and your Elixir will not be complete."
Harry didn't hear a word Snape had heard. He was thinking about Draco and Hermione.
"Go ahead," Hermione whispered. "Add the powder in!"
"Miss Granger, telling Potter how to do his potion? Ten points from Gryffindor. You know cheating is not permitted in this class, Potter."
She stared at Snape. "I was just telling him the same thing that you-"
"Talking back? Five more points from Gryffindor."
Hermione shut her mouth. Harry groaned silently and added the powder to his mixture. A cloud of smoke rose from his cauldron. Snape stared at it with disapproval.
"Potions was awful, wasn't it?" Ron said right after the three had gotten out of the dungeons.
"It's all right, Harry," Hermione said. "It wasn't as bad as Ron's."
"Hey! Who's side are you taking?" Ron demanded.
Hermione glared at him. "It's not Harry's fault! You, Ron, on the other hand, should've been listening to Professor Snape!"
"And Harry wasn't?"
"It's all right you guys. Snape is always taking points from Gryffindor anyway." Harry made a face.
Just then Cho Chang came from the corner, her long black hair swinging behind her back. She flashed a smile at Harry. Harry stared blankly at her.
"Are you all right, Harry?" she stopped in front of Ron, Hermione, and Harry.
"Yeah," he lied. Suddenly, Cho wasn't all that to him anymore.
"No," said Harry, busy staring at Hermione.
"Hm," said Ron. He snapped his fingers in front of Harry's eyes but Harry didn't budge. "What are you looking out?" he asked impatiently.
Harry didn't answer.
Ron sighed heavily. "Harry, what happened between you and Cho during the summer?"
"Depends. What happened between Hermione and Malfoy?"
"Since when do you care?"
Harry blushed. "Well, Hermione's my best friend and everything. And Malfoy is my worst enemy."
"Has he been bothering you lately?"
"No."
"Well, you see? That's solved."
Harry turned to look at Ron. "Cho and I met up over the summer and decided we really liked each other. That's it," he said, shrugging.
"Okay, whatever you say, Harry."
"Announcements!" Dumbledore cried from the Great Hall.
Ron pat Harry's shoulder and grinned. "Harry, we'd better go see what Dumbledore has to say."
Harry nodded and the two walked back and took a seat at the Gryffindor table.
"We're moving the upcoming dance to October the fifteenth. I'm sorry for any inconvenience. The dance that was supposed to occur in March has not been decided when it will be held. We will tell you when we decide. Thank you very much!" Dumbledore announced.
"Wonder why's that?" Hermione asked Ron and Harry.
"Haven't got a clue," answered Ron. "But October the fifteenth is in two weeks! How am I supposed to get a date by then?"
Hermione shrugged.
"Since when did Hogwarts become obsessed with these stupid dances?" muttered Ron. "I liked it back in the beginning years."
"So," said Harry casually. "Who are you thinking of taking?"
"I already told you, Harry. I don't know," answered Ron.
"I actually was talking to Hermione."
Hermione gave him a questionable look. "I'll probably go with Draco, why do you ask?"
"Oh, no reason. I'll probably go with Cho," he answered with a little smugness in his voice.
"At least you two have got dates. I haven't got anybody to go with."
"Big surprise," said Hermione sarcastically. "You never knew girls existed until the Yule Ball."
Ron blushed crimson. "Sorry about that," he apologized.
After dinner, Hermione walked back to the Common Room when she was stopped by Draco.
"Hey," she said. "So."
He grinned and took her hand. "So I have a question."
"Go on."
"Would you like to go to the dance with me, Hermione Granger?"
She smiled brightly "I most certainly would!" And she kissed him on the cheek as Harry watched them from a distance away, feeling very odd inside.
"Mr. Potter, why haven't you added the pig snout powder to the cauldron?" Professor Snape hissed. "That is completely going to mess up the process, and your Elixir will not be complete."
Harry didn't hear a word Snape had heard. He was thinking about Draco and Hermione.
"Go ahead," Hermione whispered. "Add the powder in!"
"Miss Granger, telling Potter how to do his potion? Ten points from Gryffindor. You know cheating is not permitted in this class, Potter."
She stared at Snape. "I was just telling him the same thing that you-"
"Talking back? Five more points from Gryffindor."
Hermione shut her mouth. Harry groaned silently and added the powder to his mixture. A cloud of smoke rose from his cauldron. Snape stared at it with disapproval.
"Potions was awful, wasn't it?" Ron said right after the three had gotten out of the dungeons.
"It's all right, Harry," Hermione said. "It wasn't as bad as Ron's."
"Hey! Who's side are you taking?" Ron demanded.
Hermione glared at him. "It's not Harry's fault! You, Ron, on the other hand, should've been listening to Professor Snape!"
"And Harry wasn't?"
"It's all right you guys. Snape is always taking points from Gryffindor anyway." Harry made a face.
Just then Cho Chang came from the corner, her long black hair swinging behind her back. She flashed a smile at Harry. Harry stared blankly at her.
"Are you all right, Harry?" she stopped in front of Ron, Hermione, and Harry.
"Yeah," he lied. Suddenly, Cho wasn't all that to him anymore.
