~*Disclaimer*~ Yes, the almighty disclaimer always finds a way to burst my bubble.. LOL, even though it would be quite nice to own Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger, and Harry and Ron and Ginny all their other little friends, alas, I don't own any of them… They are all part of J.K. Rowling`s masterpiece series: Harry Potter. ^.^ Of course, throughout the story, you may bump into some characters that don't belong to J.K. Rowling, but to… . drumroll ME! LOL, enjoy!
~*Authoress' Notes*~ This story is going to be a bit short, the length of the chapters may not always satisfy you, but please read and review it anyway. Much thanks! Thanks! LOL, enjoy the story now! Oh yes, a little P.S. if it takes a while for me to update, my sincerest apologies.. LOL. These days I am quite prone to Writer's Block. This is why you must REVIEW!! LOL now, go along, read and review! ^.^
Chapter Two: [Title of your Choice Goes Here]As soon as the golden group entered the Great Hall, they took their usual seats as their house tables, and watched on as the first years were sorted.
At last, a frail little girl named Alison Zyalee was sorted into Ravenclaw. There was loud applause from the Ravenclaw table, and then, the group was silenced. Headmaster Albus Dumbledore stood up, his bright eyes twinkling. "Returning students, welcome back. New students, welcome. Now, a couple of announcements… First years, the Forbidden Forest is of course, forbidden," he announced, stealing a glance at Harry and his friends. "And oh yes, the Head Boy and Girl this year are Boris Bellini, and Tanya Yazarule. The prefects from Gryffindor are Hermione Granger and Harry Potter," he continued. When he said Harry's name, some of the first years whirled around, looking, eh-hem, staring, at Harry. They would have stared longer, but Dumbledore continued. "From Slytherin are Pansy Parkinson and Draco Malfoy… From Hufflepuff are Meridyth Dyheth and Terrence Gordon… And from Ravenclaw, Dianne Deloray and Robert Vailes. Oh yes, and this year, we will be holding a Christmas ball, exclusively for the sixth years… Now, let's eat!" he exclaimed, finishing off his speech.
Instantly, plates, platters, and bowls of food appeared before the students. Assorted sandwiches, sweets, and meats, desserts, goblets of pumpkin juice, every type of food you can imagine to be in the wizarding world! As the students ate, there was also excited chatter, mainly concerning the Christmas ball. At the Gryffindor table, Parvarti and Lavender were already discussing what they were going to wear. "Oh yes, I just saw some ravishing robes at this new boutique.. Just down the corner of Ollivanders." "Yes, it was beautiful.. But I'm going wear a muggle style dress… It has what muggles call spaghetti straps! It's just gorgeous!" Hermione smiled at Lavender and Parvarti,then thought to herself, 'Hmm.. Perfect, just perfect. Now I can finally ask him!' Meanwhile, Harry was thinking, 'NOW's my chance to ask Hermione! And confess my feelings for her…' At the Slytherin table, while Pansy and her friend chatted away, Draco picked at his food, thinking to himself, 'I wonder if Granger would go with me if I asked her…. Good lord, she's hot.. Especially this year… Damn it.. .Now I'm in love with her…'
After escorting the new Gryffindors to the Gryffindor Tower, Hermione plopped down into her favorite chair in the Prefect Common Room, taking out her favorite book, Hogwarts: a History, and reading it for what could only be the millionth time. Ron had already gone to bed and Harry had gone somewhere. Hermione curled herself into a ball, and just as she was about to go up to bed as well, the portrait door swung open. In came Harry, looking flushed and breathing fast. "Harry? What's the matter?" Hermione asked, raising an eyebrow at one of her best friends. Harry blushed. "I er.. I had to er… Give something to Neville…," he replied, intent on avoiding Hermione`s questioning gaze. Finally, Hermione gave up. "Oh, alright. Well, I'm off to bed then. Good night, Harry…," she said, standing up and heading off to her room.
As soon as she was out of earshot, Harry muttered. "Good night, my beloved…" He had just spent half an hour pacing in the empty classroom on the third floor, thinking of ways to confess to Hermione, and ask her to the dance while he was at it…
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The next morning, classes began once again. The Gryffindors had Double Potions with Slytherins, then Charms, and then Care of Magical Creatures with Slytherins. "Bloody schedule… Two classes with Slytherin all in one day!" Ron said, angrily slamming his fist on the table, only to pull his hand back immediately, yelping in pain. "Bloody table!"
When the golden trio reached the dungeons, where Professor Snape`s classroom was, the Slytherins were already there. Malfoy, who had looked up from his somewhat "adoring" fans, walked smoothly over to them. "So, Potty, the Weasel and mudblood are back!" he said, smirking at them. 'Goddamn beautiful mudblood!,' Draco thought to himself, looking Hermione over. Now, Ron and Harry both had their wands out, and were both aiming for that special spot, when Hermione placed a hand on each of their shoulders. "Just ignore him," she hissed, glaring at Draco. 'Stupid, sexy ferret boy!,' Hermione thought, also looking Draco over. Ron and Harry put their wands away, and allowed themselves to be led to their seats by Hermione.
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That evening, Hermione and her two best friends walked into the Great Hall, and was surprisingly greeted by a few whistles and cheers, and several pairs of eyes seemed to stare at Hermione, gaping at her new look. Lavender Brown and Parvarti Patil looked at Hermione with great admiration, giving her approving looks. Hermione smiled politely at them, but paid no extra attention to them, for before her big transformation. She took her usual seat at the Gryffindor table, still clueless about what had just happened. With a simple shrug, she continued on with her dinner, and paid no more attention to the matter.
After dinner, Hermione excused herself from the table, and headed up to Gryffindor Tower, and muttered the password, "Headscratch." The portrait hole swung open, and Hermione entered the deserted common room, glancing briefly at the fire mantel, then climbed up the marble staircase up to the girls' dorms, and hurriedly grabbed her toothbrush, and trunk, then levitated her stuff to the Prefect Tower, where she muttered the password to the portrait there. "Flourescant Bulbis." The portrait swung open, revealing a magnificently decorated common room. Of course, Hermione had been here before, but now it was certainly bigger, and no doubt the teachers had expanded the size to house all the prefects. Hermione smiled to herself, then rushed off into the girls' bathroom, hurriedly brushing her teeth and changing into her pajamas. With a yawn, she walked into her room, and sank under the covers, closing her eyes. But she felt something beneath her pillow (A/N OK, a bit Princess and the Pea, lol. Sorry) and pulled out a rather crumpled piece of parchment. It read, in carefully written calligraphy,
Dear Hermione,
Please meet me in the empty Charms classrom tommorow evening at midnight.
I need to talk to you.
-Anonymous
Hermione blanched at the note, but fell back onto her four-poster, wondering who had sent the note until she finally fell asleep.
~Author Says~ Hey people, sorry about the lateness in updating. LOL. I was side-tracked. :P Well, I`m back now, with just a tint of writer`s block. Nevertheless, have fun!
