I'm sorry that it took so long to get this chapter written, I have been
very busy and had absolutely no time. Here it is though.
Soon Halloween had rolled around, and to mark this one, Dumbledore decided to have a dance. Much like the Yule ball that they now held every Christmas, the Halloween ball would be a fest and a dance. The only difference was that every one was allowed to attend the Halloween ball, and that costumes were mandatory. You could dress to match your date, or you could dress up entirely on your own. Hermione spent hours trying to decide what they should go as; she didn't trust Draco to do it. She wanted something romantic, something that would help to prove their love to the world. Keep in mind that this was the love potion talking. Speaking of the loveri potion, it seemed to be wearing off a little bit. They could take a few more steps away from each other. Their feelings for each other had not begun to lessen with the potion tough. Hermione had gotten a brainstorm. She thought back to a movie that she had seen during the summer. It was called Moulin Rouge. The couple in that movie had had a forbidden love; much like Draco and hers love. But which dress to pick, there were so many, and it couldn't be too slutty. This was a school dance. And how to convince Draco? Hopefully he would go along with which ever outfit she made him wear. Hopefully they could find something in Hogsmead (I hope I spelled that right!); the first trip was coming up next week. Hermione had finally decided on wearing the red dress from the elephant love song. That meant Draco would only have to wear a suit. The black jacket with white shirt. Now to find Draco, and convince him to go as this. Actually, he hadn't asked her to the dance yet. But he would never ask anyone else, would he. It seemed that paranoia was another side effect of the potion. She was now quite certain that Draco had seemed a little to close to Pansy today at breakfast. Just as Hermione was beginning to plan Pansy's murder, an owl flew into the room. It dropped a pure white envelope in front of her. Pure white except for the rose on the front, lined in gold and looking extremely real. She carefully picked the package up as if afraid that it would crumbly into a million pieces at the touch, it looked so delicate. As she lifted the flap, soft and beautiful music came out. It sounded like Green Sleeves, which was one of Hermione's favourite classical songs. A few seconds after the music had started a deep velvety voice that she immediately recognized as Draco's started to speak.
"I. Draco Malfoy pleads that you, the beautiful Hermione Granger will attend the Halloween ball with me."
The envelope then closed itself and became the rose on the front. (If that wasn't a good explanation, then here's a better one, the envelope shut, and began to change, it shaped it's self into the rose that decorated the front. The rose became bigger, leaving a life sized real rose.) At this Hermione burst into tears. It was just so beautiful. How could she ever have doubted that Draco would take her too the ball. She ran into Draco's room, and hugged him tightly, tears still poring down her face.
This all caught Draco rather off guard, and he awkwardly hugged Hermione back, still not sure why she was crying.
"What's wrong baby?" asked Draco.
"I got your letter," replied Hermione through her tears.
"Then why are you crying? Don't you want too go with me?" Draco had begun to wonder if he had done it wrong, maybe he should have asked her himself earlier.
"Of course I want to go with you stupid," Hermione laughed through her tears. He had sounded so insecure when he asked the, it was just so cute. "It was just such a beautiful way to ask, and I had been angry just before thinking that you weren't going to ask me, but had asked Pansy instead and I'm sorry that I ever doubted you." Hermione sat back, and whipped the rest of her tears from her eyes. Then she began to kiss Draco. The kiss was full of such passion, that for a brief second, Draco thought that it couldn't be meant for him, he had never felt such love before. This was odd, because the potion they had been placed under was supposed to cause her to love him as much as she could, but she seemed to have found even more love for him. It was a little overwhelming. But Draco's brain shut down as her kiss deepened, and he started to kiss her back with the same kind of passion.
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Soon Halloween had rolled around, and to mark this one, Dumbledore decided to have a dance. Much like the Yule ball that they now held every Christmas, the Halloween ball would be a fest and a dance. The only difference was that every one was allowed to attend the Halloween ball, and that costumes were mandatory. You could dress to match your date, or you could dress up entirely on your own. Hermione spent hours trying to decide what they should go as; she didn't trust Draco to do it. She wanted something romantic, something that would help to prove their love to the world. Keep in mind that this was the love potion talking. Speaking of the loveri potion, it seemed to be wearing off a little bit. They could take a few more steps away from each other. Their feelings for each other had not begun to lessen with the potion tough. Hermione had gotten a brainstorm. She thought back to a movie that she had seen during the summer. It was called Moulin Rouge. The couple in that movie had had a forbidden love; much like Draco and hers love. But which dress to pick, there were so many, and it couldn't be too slutty. This was a school dance. And how to convince Draco? Hopefully he would go along with which ever outfit she made him wear. Hopefully they could find something in Hogsmead (I hope I spelled that right!); the first trip was coming up next week. Hermione had finally decided on wearing the red dress from the elephant love song. That meant Draco would only have to wear a suit. The black jacket with white shirt. Now to find Draco, and convince him to go as this. Actually, he hadn't asked her to the dance yet. But he would never ask anyone else, would he. It seemed that paranoia was another side effect of the potion. She was now quite certain that Draco had seemed a little to close to Pansy today at breakfast. Just as Hermione was beginning to plan Pansy's murder, an owl flew into the room. It dropped a pure white envelope in front of her. Pure white except for the rose on the front, lined in gold and looking extremely real. She carefully picked the package up as if afraid that it would crumbly into a million pieces at the touch, it looked so delicate. As she lifted the flap, soft and beautiful music came out. It sounded like Green Sleeves, which was one of Hermione's favourite classical songs. A few seconds after the music had started a deep velvety voice that she immediately recognized as Draco's started to speak.
"I. Draco Malfoy pleads that you, the beautiful Hermione Granger will attend the Halloween ball with me."
The envelope then closed itself and became the rose on the front. (If that wasn't a good explanation, then here's a better one, the envelope shut, and began to change, it shaped it's self into the rose that decorated the front. The rose became bigger, leaving a life sized real rose.) At this Hermione burst into tears. It was just so beautiful. How could she ever have doubted that Draco would take her too the ball. She ran into Draco's room, and hugged him tightly, tears still poring down her face.
This all caught Draco rather off guard, and he awkwardly hugged Hermione back, still not sure why she was crying.
"What's wrong baby?" asked Draco.
"I got your letter," replied Hermione through her tears.
"Then why are you crying? Don't you want too go with me?" Draco had begun to wonder if he had done it wrong, maybe he should have asked her himself earlier.
"Of course I want to go with you stupid," Hermione laughed through her tears. He had sounded so insecure when he asked the, it was just so cute. "It was just such a beautiful way to ask, and I had been angry just before thinking that you weren't going to ask me, but had asked Pansy instead and I'm sorry that I ever doubted you." Hermione sat back, and whipped the rest of her tears from her eyes. Then she began to kiss Draco. The kiss was full of such passion, that for a brief second, Draco thought that it couldn't be meant for him, he had never felt such love before. This was odd, because the potion they had been placed under was supposed to cause her to love him as much as she could, but she seemed to have found even more love for him. It was a little overwhelming. But Draco's brain shut down as her kiss deepened, and he started to kiss her back with the same kind of passion.
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