Hermione led Harry to the young men's department first. It was pretty big
considering its amount of stock of clothes and other items.
Harry scrunched his nose at the smell of some disgusting cologne.
" They say this is nice!" Harry said and held the bottle under Hermione's nose to let her have a whiff of it.
" Eww!" Hermione laughed.
" Harry do you like Ralph Lauren?" Hermione asked as she found a very exquisite Polo Ralph Lauren suit with tie and shirt with the Ralph Lauren emblem of Polo on the side encrusted with Ralph Lauren mark.
Harry came to where she was and saw the suit and tried to imagine himself in one. He couldn't since he never wore anything fancy before besides dress robes.
" Go try it on," Hermione said and she thrust the suit in his hands and pushed him into the dressing room and followed him until she came upon a vacant stall. Se pushed him in and put her whole weight on the door barricading it so he couldn't exit.
She had a mischievous smirk planted on her face.
Harry groaned and turned himself towards the small compartment in surrender, " All right!" Harry said exasperated.
He started to change into the suit and when he was done he looked in the mirror. He could hardly recognize himself. He had to admit he looked a lot like his father in the photo album.
Hermione was waiting outside still leaning against the door. She trusted Harry but she also knew he could come up with a sneaky plan form his sleeve.
Harry pulled the door open causing Hermione who was leaning against it to topple into the compartment.
Harry was shocked at first and immediately helped her up.
when she said thanks and smiled weakly she couldn't believe what she saw.
Harry looked absolutely magnificent, the tie blended in with his eyes and the glasses made it more of a vibrant green.
Hermione saw his eyes glittered behind his glasses and a smile crept upon his face and mischief took over the warmth of his eyes.
" Do I look that bad?" Harry asked pretending to be hurt.
Hermione snapped out of it and circled him looking at him. She also turned his face from left to right to see if he 'looked all right'.
" Very very.what's the word I am looking for?" Hermione asked herself and put on a phony cogitating look.
" What word?" Harry asked grinning.
" Um let me see. Don't take this personally though, okay Harry?"
" That's fine Hermione! Just tell me what you think," Harry said momentarily feeling like a fool.
Hermione looked at Harry and saw that he took this critically. She walked up to him, put her arm on his shoulder and leaned into his ear, and whispered.
" Harry, you look very handsome," Hermione said and she lingered there for moment before pulling away. She let her arm rest on his shoulder, which he didn't mind.
Hermione looked into his eyes to see the warmth returning in them and he smiled at her.
His cheeks got a little pink but not that much. " Err.Thanks.Hermione," he said unwrapping her arm from his neck.
Harry smiled at her and went into the small compartment to change.
" Are you going to buy it?" Hermione asked happily from the other side of the door while Harry was changing back to his usual collared shirt and jeans.
" Yes, I am in fact," Harry said following Hermione out of the dressing room. " Now we have to buy you a dress," Harry said raising an eyebrow mischievously.
Hermione laughed and nodded in agreement. " You can help me pick one to try or suggest some to buy.hey that rhymes! Anyways, but you can't see which one I choose to really buy," Hermione said gleefully and with a mere wink she left a laughing Harry behind until he looked up and ran after her.
Harry walked over to Hermione and she just ignored him.
She turned around but Harry dashed to the side in front of her.
She turned the other way to find him rush again in front of her. She couldn't help but smile when she started walking closer to him and turning around abruptly that her hair flared outwards and into his face and he just let himself in the fragrance of it.
She started to walk in the opposite direction until she felt her hand being jerked backwards. Losing her balance, she found herself in strong arms and against a sturdy chest.
She looked up and saw Harry's eyes looking intently down at her.
He smiled and let go of her and she pulled away.
" So, shall we find you a dress?" Harry asked looking around and held out his arm in a gentlemen gesture.
Hermione did somewhat of a curtsy and took his arm before they both started cracking up laughing.
Hermione led Harry to the department filled with dresses and accessories to match.
Some girls who were in the same section giggled and waved at Harry.
Harry who had no clue who they were just waved back befuddled.
Hermione laughed on the spot.
Harry glared menacing at her but a smile crept up his lips and he started to tickle her.
" Harry stop!" Hermione said between gasps of laughs and exasperation.
Harry continued tickling her and she kept telling him to stop and was laughing hysterically.
She tried to pull away but he was in front of her as she did. She had an idea.
Harry came up behind her and tickled her and she casually stepped on his foot.
She immediately left his arms and stood facing him with a smile curving at the edge of her mouth.
Harry yelped in shock, he fell to the floor in fake agony, and smiled still rubbing his shoe where Hermione had trodden on it.
" Ouch Hermione that hurt!" Harry said pretending to be pouting.
Hermione took it seriously and bent down towards him.
" I was joking," Harry said as she tried to apologize.
Hermione rolled her eyes and helped him up.
" Well Mr. Potter seems there is a warning light on your trust," Hermione said teasingly.
" That's me!" Harry said throwing his hands up in the air.
Hermione laughed and then she started to look through the rows and rows of dresses and gowns.
Harry was searching through them with her, acting like he was she or a girl doing shopping.
Harry started to hold dresses up to her and Hermione started to giggle.
" What is it dear?" Harry asked.
" Honestly, darling! You're holding the dress backwards!" Hermione said exploding with laughter.
Harry looked at the dress then to Hermione and he laughed as well.
He started again. This time getting it right.
" Try this one honey. No, not at all. Doesn't go with your eyes dear," Harry said putting on a Blasé voice yet put some high-pitched voice in it. He held the certain dress up and rejected it.
He found this other dress that Hermione had been quite fond of for a moment but.
" No dear, Think the hair, the hair!" Harry said running a hand through her hair.
Hermione rolled her eyes as Harry grasped her hand and pulled her over to another set of dresses.
Harry held it up to her. He didn't have anything to say bad about. It was stunning.
It was a Black gown with a not-so-low square neck, had silver shimmering on the part below the waist I a symmetrical pattern. It had the silver clasp in the back and green silk lining. It came down to the floor.
" So what is it you have to say about this one?" Hermione asked smiling teasingly.
Harry then regained his posture and cleared his throat, " This is one of many you will be trying on," he said smiling at her.
Hermione smiled back at him and she placed that dress in his arms.
Harry pulled her to another set.
He held it up to her.
It was burgundy and had black silk laces intertwining the open back. It had a loop neck that went about 1½ inch below the base of her neck. The neckline had a line of glittering black stones.
" This one is nice," Harry said looking it over on her.
He put it with the other one.
He brought her to the next set.
He held the dress up to her and he was smiling. He enjoyed this very much. Even though it was a laughable matter, he was able to spend time with his best friend.
It was a bright purple long gown, was dangerously low-neck, had spaghetti straps, and clashed rather faultily with her skin. It was good looking on her skin but she would look best in colors like dark blue or black, green. She had fair skin after all just like him.
Besides Hermione would never where anything so unsophisticated in her life. In Harry's point of view, he hated the dress as he held it up to a disgruntled Hermione who had her nose crinkled at the sight of it.
" Absolutely no! This purple shall not do at all!" Harry said and saw Hermione sigh in relief, he laughed and she did as well.
" I agree on that one, Mr. Potter," Hermione said to him as he led her to the next set.
He stopped walking and turned to look at her. " You do?" Harry said half- surprised and half-pleased.
" Of course I do!" Hermione said exasperated.
" But I thought girls like to wear that.um.stuff.that is.erm.well.quite," Harry couldn't find words as he blushed on the matter at hand.
Hermione patted his hand and said, " Harry that's what other ordinary stereo-typical girls in adolescence want. I am not a stereotypical teen. Just I think I am not," Hermione stopped. Was she?
" Hermione, you aren't an ordinary girl," Harry said turning towards her.
" First off," Harry said and realized there were lots of people around, so he stepped closer to her," You're a witch and very brilliant and intelligent one. You're independent and would never need a man to help you in your future. You don't judge people on popularity just how they are. That's why I am your best friend like Ron. But he sort of.well last year. You know what I mean. You don't get popularity thirsted," Harry said to her.
" Thanks Harry," Hermione murmured to him as she hugged him and pulled away.
" All right dear, we have to keep going," Harry said regaining his high- pitched girl voice.
Hermione rolled her eyes and was pulled by Harry to another set of dresses.
" AH HA!" Harry said.
" What is it?" Hermione asked curiously.
" Let's see this one," Harry said and put the dress against her.
It was a beautiful dark green with silver satin on the neckline with some clear stones on the end of the gown. It had a back but one strap covered a small portion of an open part of the back.
" Do you like this one?" Harry asked her for the first time they were shopping.
" Yes and I thought you would say it clashed rather incompetently with my hair," Hermione teased.
" No I just want to give you some choice as well. I really don't want you to feel empowered by me. Besides you're going to wear it," Harry said shrugging.
"But it does balance magnificently with your skin," Harry added with a wink which caused Hermione to laugh.
He put the dress in his arms with the other two and they walked to another set.
This dress was bright orange with purple straps and came a couple of inches before the knee.
Harry and Hermione both rejected it and went to the next one.
" You know that dress would have been perfect." Harry trailed off.
" Are you out of your mind?" Hermione asked.
" It would be perfect if you were at a Chudley Canons Quidditch Match," Harry said grinning in defense.
" Yes, Ron would love that!" Hermione burst.
" Yes um, I think he actually would buy something like that for himself, if he was a girl with the same personality," Harry quickly added seeing Hermione's face.
Harry headed for the next two sets that were combined but Hermione rejected them both because they had such a deep neckline.
" I would never wear that!" Hermione said as she pushed the dresses back onto the hanger rack. " Well not at this age, though," Hermione added thoughtfully with a modest smile at her face.
" I am glad you wouldn't," Harry muttered.
" What did you say?" Hermione asked curiously looking up from some dresses she was searching through.
" Nothing," Harry said shrugging quickly.
" Come on out Hermione!" Harry said.
" Harry wait I have to fix this," Hermione said.
She came out in all the dresses and Harry narrowed them to three, and left Hermione to decide.
Harry paid for his suit and Hermione paid for her dress but didn't let Harry see it.
They both went back to the house and in their rooms to hang up their newly bought clothes.
It was 4:00 in the afternoon so they both decided to order Pizza and watch TV.
Harry scrunched his nose at the smell of some disgusting cologne.
" They say this is nice!" Harry said and held the bottle under Hermione's nose to let her have a whiff of it.
" Eww!" Hermione laughed.
" Harry do you like Ralph Lauren?" Hermione asked as she found a very exquisite Polo Ralph Lauren suit with tie and shirt with the Ralph Lauren emblem of Polo on the side encrusted with Ralph Lauren mark.
Harry came to where she was and saw the suit and tried to imagine himself in one. He couldn't since he never wore anything fancy before besides dress robes.
" Go try it on," Hermione said and she thrust the suit in his hands and pushed him into the dressing room and followed him until she came upon a vacant stall. Se pushed him in and put her whole weight on the door barricading it so he couldn't exit.
She had a mischievous smirk planted on her face.
Harry groaned and turned himself towards the small compartment in surrender, " All right!" Harry said exasperated.
He started to change into the suit and when he was done he looked in the mirror. He could hardly recognize himself. He had to admit he looked a lot like his father in the photo album.
Hermione was waiting outside still leaning against the door. She trusted Harry but she also knew he could come up with a sneaky plan form his sleeve.
Harry pulled the door open causing Hermione who was leaning against it to topple into the compartment.
Harry was shocked at first and immediately helped her up.
when she said thanks and smiled weakly she couldn't believe what she saw.
Harry looked absolutely magnificent, the tie blended in with his eyes and the glasses made it more of a vibrant green.
Hermione saw his eyes glittered behind his glasses and a smile crept upon his face and mischief took over the warmth of his eyes.
" Do I look that bad?" Harry asked pretending to be hurt.
Hermione snapped out of it and circled him looking at him. She also turned his face from left to right to see if he 'looked all right'.
" Very very.what's the word I am looking for?" Hermione asked herself and put on a phony cogitating look.
" What word?" Harry asked grinning.
" Um let me see. Don't take this personally though, okay Harry?"
" That's fine Hermione! Just tell me what you think," Harry said momentarily feeling like a fool.
Hermione looked at Harry and saw that he took this critically. She walked up to him, put her arm on his shoulder and leaned into his ear, and whispered.
" Harry, you look very handsome," Hermione said and she lingered there for moment before pulling away. She let her arm rest on his shoulder, which he didn't mind.
Hermione looked into his eyes to see the warmth returning in them and he smiled at her.
His cheeks got a little pink but not that much. " Err.Thanks.Hermione," he said unwrapping her arm from his neck.
Harry smiled at her and went into the small compartment to change.
" Are you going to buy it?" Hermione asked happily from the other side of the door while Harry was changing back to his usual collared shirt and jeans.
" Yes, I am in fact," Harry said following Hermione out of the dressing room. " Now we have to buy you a dress," Harry said raising an eyebrow mischievously.
Hermione laughed and nodded in agreement. " You can help me pick one to try or suggest some to buy.hey that rhymes! Anyways, but you can't see which one I choose to really buy," Hermione said gleefully and with a mere wink she left a laughing Harry behind until he looked up and ran after her.
Harry walked over to Hermione and she just ignored him.
She turned around but Harry dashed to the side in front of her.
She turned the other way to find him rush again in front of her. She couldn't help but smile when she started walking closer to him and turning around abruptly that her hair flared outwards and into his face and he just let himself in the fragrance of it.
She started to walk in the opposite direction until she felt her hand being jerked backwards. Losing her balance, she found herself in strong arms and against a sturdy chest.
She looked up and saw Harry's eyes looking intently down at her.
He smiled and let go of her and she pulled away.
" So, shall we find you a dress?" Harry asked looking around and held out his arm in a gentlemen gesture.
Hermione did somewhat of a curtsy and took his arm before they both started cracking up laughing.
Hermione led Harry to the department filled with dresses and accessories to match.
Some girls who were in the same section giggled and waved at Harry.
Harry who had no clue who they were just waved back befuddled.
Hermione laughed on the spot.
Harry glared menacing at her but a smile crept up his lips and he started to tickle her.
" Harry stop!" Hermione said between gasps of laughs and exasperation.
Harry continued tickling her and she kept telling him to stop and was laughing hysterically.
She tried to pull away but he was in front of her as she did. She had an idea.
Harry came up behind her and tickled her and she casually stepped on his foot.
She immediately left his arms and stood facing him with a smile curving at the edge of her mouth.
Harry yelped in shock, he fell to the floor in fake agony, and smiled still rubbing his shoe where Hermione had trodden on it.
" Ouch Hermione that hurt!" Harry said pretending to be pouting.
Hermione took it seriously and bent down towards him.
" I was joking," Harry said as she tried to apologize.
Hermione rolled her eyes and helped him up.
" Well Mr. Potter seems there is a warning light on your trust," Hermione said teasingly.
" That's me!" Harry said throwing his hands up in the air.
Hermione laughed and then she started to look through the rows and rows of dresses and gowns.
Harry was searching through them with her, acting like he was she or a girl doing shopping.
Harry started to hold dresses up to her and Hermione started to giggle.
" What is it dear?" Harry asked.
" Honestly, darling! You're holding the dress backwards!" Hermione said exploding with laughter.
Harry looked at the dress then to Hermione and he laughed as well.
He started again. This time getting it right.
" Try this one honey. No, not at all. Doesn't go with your eyes dear," Harry said putting on a Blasé voice yet put some high-pitched voice in it. He held the certain dress up and rejected it.
He found this other dress that Hermione had been quite fond of for a moment but.
" No dear, Think the hair, the hair!" Harry said running a hand through her hair.
Hermione rolled her eyes as Harry grasped her hand and pulled her over to another set of dresses.
Harry held it up to her. He didn't have anything to say bad about. It was stunning.
It was a Black gown with a not-so-low square neck, had silver shimmering on the part below the waist I a symmetrical pattern. It had the silver clasp in the back and green silk lining. It came down to the floor.
" So what is it you have to say about this one?" Hermione asked smiling teasingly.
Harry then regained his posture and cleared his throat, " This is one of many you will be trying on," he said smiling at her.
Hermione smiled back at him and she placed that dress in his arms.
Harry pulled her to another set.
He held it up to her.
It was burgundy and had black silk laces intertwining the open back. It had a loop neck that went about 1½ inch below the base of her neck. The neckline had a line of glittering black stones.
" This one is nice," Harry said looking it over on her.
He put it with the other one.
He brought her to the next set.
He held the dress up to her and he was smiling. He enjoyed this very much. Even though it was a laughable matter, he was able to spend time with his best friend.
It was a bright purple long gown, was dangerously low-neck, had spaghetti straps, and clashed rather faultily with her skin. It was good looking on her skin but she would look best in colors like dark blue or black, green. She had fair skin after all just like him.
Besides Hermione would never where anything so unsophisticated in her life. In Harry's point of view, he hated the dress as he held it up to a disgruntled Hermione who had her nose crinkled at the sight of it.
" Absolutely no! This purple shall not do at all!" Harry said and saw Hermione sigh in relief, he laughed and she did as well.
" I agree on that one, Mr. Potter," Hermione said to him as he led her to the next set.
He stopped walking and turned to look at her. " You do?" Harry said half- surprised and half-pleased.
" Of course I do!" Hermione said exasperated.
" But I thought girls like to wear that.um.stuff.that is.erm.well.quite," Harry couldn't find words as he blushed on the matter at hand.
Hermione patted his hand and said, " Harry that's what other ordinary stereo-typical girls in adolescence want. I am not a stereotypical teen. Just I think I am not," Hermione stopped. Was she?
" Hermione, you aren't an ordinary girl," Harry said turning towards her.
" First off," Harry said and realized there were lots of people around, so he stepped closer to her," You're a witch and very brilliant and intelligent one. You're independent and would never need a man to help you in your future. You don't judge people on popularity just how they are. That's why I am your best friend like Ron. But he sort of.well last year. You know what I mean. You don't get popularity thirsted," Harry said to her.
" Thanks Harry," Hermione murmured to him as she hugged him and pulled away.
" All right dear, we have to keep going," Harry said regaining his high- pitched girl voice.
Hermione rolled her eyes and was pulled by Harry to another set of dresses.
" AH HA!" Harry said.
" What is it?" Hermione asked curiously.
" Let's see this one," Harry said and put the dress against her.
It was a beautiful dark green with silver satin on the neckline with some clear stones on the end of the gown. It had a back but one strap covered a small portion of an open part of the back.
" Do you like this one?" Harry asked her for the first time they were shopping.
" Yes and I thought you would say it clashed rather incompetently with my hair," Hermione teased.
" No I just want to give you some choice as well. I really don't want you to feel empowered by me. Besides you're going to wear it," Harry said shrugging.
"But it does balance magnificently with your skin," Harry added with a wink which caused Hermione to laugh.
He put the dress in his arms with the other two and they walked to another set.
This dress was bright orange with purple straps and came a couple of inches before the knee.
Harry and Hermione both rejected it and went to the next one.
" You know that dress would have been perfect." Harry trailed off.
" Are you out of your mind?" Hermione asked.
" It would be perfect if you were at a Chudley Canons Quidditch Match," Harry said grinning in defense.
" Yes, Ron would love that!" Hermione burst.
" Yes um, I think he actually would buy something like that for himself, if he was a girl with the same personality," Harry quickly added seeing Hermione's face.
Harry headed for the next two sets that were combined but Hermione rejected them both because they had such a deep neckline.
" I would never wear that!" Hermione said as she pushed the dresses back onto the hanger rack. " Well not at this age, though," Hermione added thoughtfully with a modest smile at her face.
" I am glad you wouldn't," Harry muttered.
" What did you say?" Hermione asked curiously looking up from some dresses she was searching through.
" Nothing," Harry said shrugging quickly.
" Come on out Hermione!" Harry said.
" Harry wait I have to fix this," Hermione said.
She came out in all the dresses and Harry narrowed them to three, and left Hermione to decide.
Harry paid for his suit and Hermione paid for her dress but didn't let Harry see it.
They both went back to the house and in their rooms to hang up their newly bought clothes.
It was 4:00 in the afternoon so they both decided to order Pizza and watch TV.