CHAPTER SEVEN
What's That You Say?
It was time for breakfast, So Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Astrid walked down to the Great Hall together. The four of them sat down and waited for Dumbledor to make his morning announcements.
"In light of many students bothering me about it, the faculty and I have decided to have another dance. We had a BALL three years ago, by the way. Not a DANCE. But, just the same, we're having a dance in honor of our seventh years graduating in June.
Seventh years only are permitted, but if they wish to invite a younger student, that's accepted as well. It won't be formal, and you can leave your hair UP if you wish. Mind you there will be chaperones there, so if they catch anyone doing something not allowed in the school, you will be removed from the Great Hall for the remainder of the evening. The dance will be held on Saturday from 6:30 pm to 12:30 am. On with your breakfast." He said, sitting down.
"That has to be the longest speech he's ever given since our first year," muttered Ron, taking a bite out of his sausage.
"Definitely." Harry replied.
"Wait, Dumbledor just said we were going to have a dance, and you two aren't excited?" asked Hermione.
"Well, last time we had to find dates." Said Ron.
"Yeah, but now that we have you two, we don't need to panic." Said Harry.
"Why are we panicking?!" shouted Ron the night of the dance.
"Because we have nothing to wear!" Harry yelled back.
"What happened to all our clothes?"
"I don't know, we only have these STUPID gray things."
"Who took all our clothes?"
"Did you check the laundry room?" asked Seamus.
"No. That's probably where they are though." Muttered Harry, stepping out of the room to get the laundry. "Here they are." He said when he came back.
"Good." Said Ron, grabbing his clothes. When they were finished getting dressed, all they needed to worry about was their hair... There was no hope for Harry's hair, so he just rumpled in up more. He really needed to stop doing that...
"Ready?" asked Ron.
"Ready." Replied Harry. The two walked down into the common room around 6:25. They only had to wait about another minute until the girls came down from their dormitories. Hermione was wearing denim bellbottoms and a white t-shirt shirt. Her hair was pulled up in a purposely-messy bun on the back of her head, leaving curly strands hanging down here and there. Astrid was wearing bellbottoms with a slit in the back of each leg and holes in the back pockets (on the pockets, not the whole back of the pants), with a light blue t-shirt with the words, "WILD CHILD" on it. Her almost elbow-length hair was in loosely braided pigtails.
"We all ready?" asked Harry, taking Hermione's hand.
"Yeah, we're ready." Replied Ron.
"I was asking the girls."
"Oh...right..." He said, turning a little red in the ears. "Let's go then?"
"Good idea." Chuckled Astrid. The four walked down into the Great Hall and heard music that one out of the four had never heard before.
"What is this?" Ron asked.
"Muggle music." Replied Astrid.
"Oh, that explains it..." he said. "It's actually pretty good...what language are they speaking?"
"Ron, it's actually music. They're speaking English." Said Hermione, chuckling.
"Oh, well..." Just then the song ended, and Dumbledor began to speak.
"Well, that was the first song of the evening by...some white person, I don't know..."
Half the room shouted his name while the others were looking just as confused as Ron.
"Right, well, we're going to have a slow song now because my ears can't take any more of that crap you young people call music..." He said.
"I wonder how they're getting the music." Said Hermione. The music seemed to be coming out of the air itself.
"Who knows?" said Harry.
"Who cares?" yelled Ron, dancing past with Astrid's arms around his neck. Harry laughed, and took Hermione's hand.
"Shall we?" he asked in a mock-charming voice.
"We shall." she replied, wrapping her arms around his neck. Harry looked down at her and stared deep into her eyes. She stared back into his with passion.
"I love your eyes." She said to him.
"Really," he replied. "As much as you love this?" he asked, leaning in and kissing her.
"No, not QUITE as much." She said, resting her head on his shoulder as the song played on. When the song ended, Harry caught a glimpse of Ron and Astrid leaving.
"Aye!" he shouted. "The dance has only been going on for about ten minutes!"
"Well, we'll be back in about...fifteen minutes? Fifteen minutes!" Ron yelled back. With that, the two left the room.
"I swear, that man'll have more children than his parents." Said Hermione, shaking her head.
"How many will we have?" asked Harry.
"Oh, only one or two." She replied.
"Wanna go make some?" he whispered to her.
"Now? Oh but Harry, we're only ten minutes into the dance." She replied in a mocking tone.
"We'll only be gone for about...oh say, fifteen minutes?"
"Not tonight. Like I said, 'it's a surprise.'" She replied, kissing his cheek. They danced and ate some food, and within about fifteen minutes, Ron and Astrid re-entered the Great Hall, a little out of breath.
"Have fun?" asked Harry. Ron glared at him, which dismissed the subject.
"Well," said Astrid. "What's for snacks?"
After the dance ended, the four of them went back to the common room and said goodnight to each other. The boys went to their dorms, and the girls to theirs. This was the best fun they had had in a while, for Ron and Astrid especially.
What's That You Say?
It was time for breakfast, So Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Astrid walked down to the Great Hall together. The four of them sat down and waited for Dumbledor to make his morning announcements.
"In light of many students bothering me about it, the faculty and I have decided to have another dance. We had a BALL three years ago, by the way. Not a DANCE. But, just the same, we're having a dance in honor of our seventh years graduating in June.
Seventh years only are permitted, but if they wish to invite a younger student, that's accepted as well. It won't be formal, and you can leave your hair UP if you wish. Mind you there will be chaperones there, so if they catch anyone doing something not allowed in the school, you will be removed from the Great Hall for the remainder of the evening. The dance will be held on Saturday from 6:30 pm to 12:30 am. On with your breakfast." He said, sitting down.
"That has to be the longest speech he's ever given since our first year," muttered Ron, taking a bite out of his sausage.
"Definitely." Harry replied.
"Wait, Dumbledor just said we were going to have a dance, and you two aren't excited?" asked Hermione.
"Well, last time we had to find dates." Said Ron.
"Yeah, but now that we have you two, we don't need to panic." Said Harry.
"Why are we panicking?!" shouted Ron the night of the dance.
"Because we have nothing to wear!" Harry yelled back.
"What happened to all our clothes?"
"I don't know, we only have these STUPID gray things."
"Who took all our clothes?"
"Did you check the laundry room?" asked Seamus.
"No. That's probably where they are though." Muttered Harry, stepping out of the room to get the laundry. "Here they are." He said when he came back.
"Good." Said Ron, grabbing his clothes. When they were finished getting dressed, all they needed to worry about was their hair... There was no hope for Harry's hair, so he just rumpled in up more. He really needed to stop doing that...
"Ready?" asked Ron.
"Ready." Replied Harry. The two walked down into the common room around 6:25. They only had to wait about another minute until the girls came down from their dormitories. Hermione was wearing denim bellbottoms and a white t-shirt shirt. Her hair was pulled up in a purposely-messy bun on the back of her head, leaving curly strands hanging down here and there. Astrid was wearing bellbottoms with a slit in the back of each leg and holes in the back pockets (on the pockets, not the whole back of the pants), with a light blue t-shirt with the words, "WILD CHILD" on it. Her almost elbow-length hair was in loosely braided pigtails.
"We all ready?" asked Harry, taking Hermione's hand.
"Yeah, we're ready." Replied Ron.
"I was asking the girls."
"Oh...right..." He said, turning a little red in the ears. "Let's go then?"
"Good idea." Chuckled Astrid. The four walked down into the Great Hall and heard music that one out of the four had never heard before.
"What is this?" Ron asked.
"Muggle music." Replied Astrid.
"Oh, that explains it..." he said. "It's actually pretty good...what language are they speaking?"
"Ron, it's actually music. They're speaking English." Said Hermione, chuckling.
"Oh, well..." Just then the song ended, and Dumbledor began to speak.
"Well, that was the first song of the evening by...some white person, I don't know..."
Half the room shouted his name while the others were looking just as confused as Ron.
"Right, well, we're going to have a slow song now because my ears can't take any more of that crap you young people call music..." He said.
"I wonder how they're getting the music." Said Hermione. The music seemed to be coming out of the air itself.
"Who knows?" said Harry.
"Who cares?" yelled Ron, dancing past with Astrid's arms around his neck. Harry laughed, and took Hermione's hand.
"Shall we?" he asked in a mock-charming voice.
"We shall." she replied, wrapping her arms around his neck. Harry looked down at her and stared deep into her eyes. She stared back into his with passion.
"I love your eyes." She said to him.
"Really," he replied. "As much as you love this?" he asked, leaning in and kissing her.
"No, not QUITE as much." She said, resting her head on his shoulder as the song played on. When the song ended, Harry caught a glimpse of Ron and Astrid leaving.
"Aye!" he shouted. "The dance has only been going on for about ten minutes!"
"Well, we'll be back in about...fifteen minutes? Fifteen minutes!" Ron yelled back. With that, the two left the room.
"I swear, that man'll have more children than his parents." Said Hermione, shaking her head.
"How many will we have?" asked Harry.
"Oh, only one or two." She replied.
"Wanna go make some?" he whispered to her.
"Now? Oh but Harry, we're only ten minutes into the dance." She replied in a mocking tone.
"We'll only be gone for about...oh say, fifteen minutes?"
"Not tonight. Like I said, 'it's a surprise.'" She replied, kissing his cheek. They danced and ate some food, and within about fifteen minutes, Ron and Astrid re-entered the Great Hall, a little out of breath.
"Have fun?" asked Harry. Ron glared at him, which dismissed the subject.
"Well," said Astrid. "What's for snacks?"
After the dance ended, the four of them went back to the common room and said goodnight to each other. The boys went to their dorms, and the girls to theirs. This was the best fun they had had in a while, for Ron and Astrid especially.