Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, unfortunately. But good for J.K. Rowling.
~Chapter 8. One Special Night~
Ron lent me his room so I could get ready in peace, because Ginny and I didn't want to get in each other's way. I jumped into the shower and scrubbed my entire body with sweet-scented soap. Then I got all the dirt out from under my nails and trimmed them. I tossed on a robe and put my hair up in a towel.
Now the makeup. I put on nail polish on my fingers and toes. Then I did my face. Blush. Check. Eye-shadow. Check. Eye-liner. Check. Lipstick. Check. Now hair. My hair took me awhile, because of the effect I was going for. I think I achieved it though. Jewelry. Earrings. Okay, I'm set with that.
Now the dress. Whoops, I need help zipping it up in the back. Ginny can't help me, she's getting herself ready, so I just called to anyone who would listen, "I need help with my dress!" I heard a knock at my door less than a minute later.
"It's Mrs. Weasley dear. Do you need some help?"
"Yes please. Come in."
She stepped in and I showed her the zipper. She obliged and told me, "You look absolutely beautiful and I hope you have fun tonight." She gave me a knowing look and left. Shoes on. Okay, I'm ready.
I felt like a princess from head to foot. My hair had a braid that created the look of a crown and let the rest of my hair in chestnut curls cascade down my back. The blush I used made my skin glow. My eye makeup was a combination of emerald green and silver. My lips looked a delicate pink.
The dress was emerald green. It was strapless and fit snugly at the top. At the waist, there were little V's of material on the sides before it flared out and went all the way to the floor. It puffed out with layers and layers of silk. It was almost like it conformed to my body perfectly. Then there was a streak of silver glitter that snaked down the top part like a ribbon-like waterfall and the bottom skirt part shimmered and shined. It was the kind of dress that made me look like I floated instead of walked.
My shoes were the same color as the dress and were extremely strappy heels. But they were dancing shoes too. I had no idea where I was going tonight, but I knew it was with Percy, and that's the only place in the world I wanted to be.
I was ready. I checked the time and it was 5:57. Three minutes early. Not bad. I was just about to go to Ginny's room to get her and there was a knock at the door. "Hermione, are you ready?" It was Ginny. I opened the door and we both gasped at each other. She was so pretty in that dress. It definitely accented her features and the black was a really nice contrast to her flaming red hair, which was swept up into an elegant bun.
We went down the stairs one step at a time. I felt so good and so pretty all on my own. Everyone was waiting in the kitchen. We went in and there was a big, huge, enormous silence. I swear Ron's jaw hit the floor and Harry almost fainted. Even Fred and George were staring. Mrs. Weasley simply beamed. "You two look so wonderful. Have a great night. They are waiting for you outside. We left in the same silence we entered. Outside waiting for us were Percy and Neville (ha! I was right), who were dressed up in tuxes. The red car was transfigured into a sleek white limo. My wonder grew so much more thinking of where we were going. We all got into the limo. And I kissed Percy. And he kissed me. And commented on how beautiful I looked. I wasn't really paying much attention to Ginny and Neville, but they seemed to be hitting it off.
"So where are we going?" I asked, hoping to get an answer.
"You'll see." Percy answered with a secretive smile.
"Okay." I kissed him again.
We got there. It was beautiful. It was a very upscale restaurant where everyone looked as fancy as we did. I'm glad. I didn't want to feel out of place. And through the window I saw some couples dancing in an open area and some sitting down for dinner. The place was called La Maison d'Amour. That's French for House of Love. We went into the building and there was a photographer taking pictures of couples as they walked in. We got our picture taken and got a table. Ginny and Neville's table was across the restaurant from ours. That was fine with me. I came here to be with Percy.
We ordered our food, and basically had the time of our life. We kissed some more. We danced. Everything was perfect. Like a fairy-tale. I was his princess. We stayed until the restaurant was closing. The last song was a love ballad and he took me in his arms.
"Hermione, we really have something."
"Yes, we do."
"Maybe I'm being crazy, but I don't think I could ever be with another girl after being with you. And I don't want to be with anyone else."
The moment seemed right. "Percy, I love you. Maybe I'm rushing into this relationship, but I think when you meet the right person, you just know. And I think I've known for awhile."
"Shh." He put his hand on my mouth and we swayed to the music. "Hermione, I love you too."
That was it. That was my night. But it wasn't over. As we left, we had our picture given to us. It showed Percy whispering in my ear, me laughing, and then him kissing me. It was so cute. I got a copy and he got a copy. It worked out.
On the way home, Neville was dropped off first. Ginny walked him to the door and before he went inside, he gave her a light kiss on the lips. Then he ran inside, embarrassed. But it was cute and sweet.
"Have a good time?" Percy asked Ginny.
"Yes. Wonderful time. How about you Hermione."
I was gazing dreamily out the window. "Great."
Everything was perfect. It was one special night. It was great. I was in love. And he was in love. Nothing could go wrong. Or could it?
~Chapter 8. One Special Night~
Ron lent me his room so I could get ready in peace, because Ginny and I didn't want to get in each other's way. I jumped into the shower and scrubbed my entire body with sweet-scented soap. Then I got all the dirt out from under my nails and trimmed them. I tossed on a robe and put my hair up in a towel.
Now the makeup. I put on nail polish on my fingers and toes. Then I did my face. Blush. Check. Eye-shadow. Check. Eye-liner. Check. Lipstick. Check. Now hair. My hair took me awhile, because of the effect I was going for. I think I achieved it though. Jewelry. Earrings. Okay, I'm set with that.
Now the dress. Whoops, I need help zipping it up in the back. Ginny can't help me, she's getting herself ready, so I just called to anyone who would listen, "I need help with my dress!" I heard a knock at my door less than a minute later.
"It's Mrs. Weasley dear. Do you need some help?"
"Yes please. Come in."
She stepped in and I showed her the zipper. She obliged and told me, "You look absolutely beautiful and I hope you have fun tonight." She gave me a knowing look and left. Shoes on. Okay, I'm ready.
I felt like a princess from head to foot. My hair had a braid that created the look of a crown and let the rest of my hair in chestnut curls cascade down my back. The blush I used made my skin glow. My eye makeup was a combination of emerald green and silver. My lips looked a delicate pink.
The dress was emerald green. It was strapless and fit snugly at the top. At the waist, there were little V's of material on the sides before it flared out and went all the way to the floor. It puffed out with layers and layers of silk. It was almost like it conformed to my body perfectly. Then there was a streak of silver glitter that snaked down the top part like a ribbon-like waterfall and the bottom skirt part shimmered and shined. It was the kind of dress that made me look like I floated instead of walked.
My shoes were the same color as the dress and were extremely strappy heels. But they were dancing shoes too. I had no idea where I was going tonight, but I knew it was with Percy, and that's the only place in the world I wanted to be.
I was ready. I checked the time and it was 5:57. Three minutes early. Not bad. I was just about to go to Ginny's room to get her and there was a knock at the door. "Hermione, are you ready?" It was Ginny. I opened the door and we both gasped at each other. She was so pretty in that dress. It definitely accented her features and the black was a really nice contrast to her flaming red hair, which was swept up into an elegant bun.
We went down the stairs one step at a time. I felt so good and so pretty all on my own. Everyone was waiting in the kitchen. We went in and there was a big, huge, enormous silence. I swear Ron's jaw hit the floor and Harry almost fainted. Even Fred and George were staring. Mrs. Weasley simply beamed. "You two look so wonderful. Have a great night. They are waiting for you outside. We left in the same silence we entered. Outside waiting for us were Percy and Neville (ha! I was right), who were dressed up in tuxes. The red car was transfigured into a sleek white limo. My wonder grew so much more thinking of where we were going. We all got into the limo. And I kissed Percy. And he kissed me. And commented on how beautiful I looked. I wasn't really paying much attention to Ginny and Neville, but they seemed to be hitting it off.
"So where are we going?" I asked, hoping to get an answer.
"You'll see." Percy answered with a secretive smile.
"Okay." I kissed him again.
We got there. It was beautiful. It was a very upscale restaurant where everyone looked as fancy as we did. I'm glad. I didn't want to feel out of place. And through the window I saw some couples dancing in an open area and some sitting down for dinner. The place was called La Maison d'Amour. That's French for House of Love. We went into the building and there was a photographer taking pictures of couples as they walked in. We got our picture taken and got a table. Ginny and Neville's table was across the restaurant from ours. That was fine with me. I came here to be with Percy.
We ordered our food, and basically had the time of our life. We kissed some more. We danced. Everything was perfect. Like a fairy-tale. I was his princess. We stayed until the restaurant was closing. The last song was a love ballad and he took me in his arms.
"Hermione, we really have something."
"Yes, we do."
"Maybe I'm being crazy, but I don't think I could ever be with another girl after being with you. And I don't want to be with anyone else."
The moment seemed right. "Percy, I love you. Maybe I'm rushing into this relationship, but I think when you meet the right person, you just know. And I think I've known for awhile."
"Shh." He put his hand on my mouth and we swayed to the music. "Hermione, I love you too."
That was it. That was my night. But it wasn't over. As we left, we had our picture given to us. It showed Percy whispering in my ear, me laughing, and then him kissing me. It was so cute. I got a copy and he got a copy. It worked out.
On the way home, Neville was dropped off first. Ginny walked him to the door and before he went inside, he gave her a light kiss on the lips. Then he ran inside, embarrassed. But it was cute and sweet.
"Have a good time?" Percy asked Ginny.
"Yes. Wonderful time. How about you Hermione."
I was gazing dreamily out the window. "Great."
Everything was perfect. It was one special night. It was great. I was in love. And he was in love. Nothing could go wrong. Or could it?
