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Time flew by, before they knew it, it was Halloween. It was the day of the Halloween Ball, Halloween Oct. 31. It started at 7, but the girls started getting ready at four, and the boys could not believe it took them so long to get ready. It was about 6:20 when the boys started getting ready. Ron dressed up as a vampire. (a/n: MWAHAHAHA! I'VE COME TO SUCK YOUR BLOOD! Sorry, a little hyper there.)Harry went as frankenstien. (A/N: *walks like frankenstien*) Them and the rest of the boys in their dorm went downstairs to wait for the girls.
A few minutes later, the girls came. Lavender was dressed as a fairy, and Hermione as the bride of frankenstien. Harry put out his arm for her and Hermione took it.
"You look beautiful-for frankenstien, "said Harry to Hermione.
She laughed. "You look umm, well.err, handsome for frankenstien." Harry gave her a light punch and Hermione looked offended.
"Stop flirting," Ron said. "Seeing your best friend's flirt is disturbing."
"We weren't flirting!" objected Harry, but he stopped anyway.
Together Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Lavender went down to the Great Hall together. When they arrived, they gasped. The house tables were gone, instead there were hundreds of small tables. Instead of candles, pumpkins were floating. Threre were fake spiders, varying from big to small, which crawled like real spiders, (A/N: AGHHHHHH!!!!) which gave Ron the shivers. And fake webs were in many places. All the Hogwarts ghosts were in the Great Hall, and there was another room close by with the "food" for the ghosts. There were many other spooky decorations, which made the Great Hall feel like a haunted house. They had hired dancing skeletons as entertainment, while the weird sisters played. Ron, Lavender, Harry, Hermione, Colin, and Ginny all sat at a table together. They ordered their food the same way they did at the last ball, by talking to the plates. (A/N: Hello, Mr. Plate! I would like some ravioli, soda, and cookies..Mr. Plate? HELLO?! ARE YOU THERE MR. PLATE?! I guess not, :'( )
After finnising their food, the Weird sisters stuck up a slow tune. Many couples went up to dance. Hermione was tugging at Harry's arm, and begging him to dance.
"No!" Harry said.
"Please?' asked Hermione.
"No! I can't dance."
"Please?" said Hermione, looking up at him with pleading eyes.
"Alright."
Harry discovered it wasn't so bad. Slow dancing was like a swaying hug.
After that, the Weird Sisters played a lively tune, not wanting to make a fool of himself, Harry tried to sit down, but Hermione wouldn't let him.
Fred and George danced wildly, with Katie and Angelia. Lee danced with Alica. Harry didn't have to worry about making a fool of himself, the twins were excited, so they were wild, plus they had an overdose of sugar. The sugar got them hyper. They had sugar because sugar is yummy(hehehe)
The night continued, it was filled with dancing and fun. The spooky decorations were a big hit.
~*~A Few Months Later~*~
It was two weeks before Christmas. That day, at dinner Dumbledore made an anouncment.
"In two weeks we will have a Christmas Ball. Prefects and Head boy and girl will open the ball with their partners. Fourth year and above are invited to attend." He said, then he sat back down and ate his meal.
The hall buzzed with excitment, well from the girls. They started giggling, talking about boys, clothes, hair and make-up. The boys just groaned. None of them liked to dance, or couldn't dance for that matter. The next few days, every one was getting partners and preparing.
******* One day, the last day before holiday for Christmas, Emily was running through the halls to get to class. She was late for potions. She didn't see Harry and Hermione come around the corner. They had been, err.Busy. (A/N: lol) She bumped into them and her books went flying.
"Oh, I so sorry, Emily." Said Hermione as she and Harry bent down to pick her books up. As Emily reached for a book, Hermione noticed a scar on her left hand. She silently nudged Harry. He gasped. Emily noticed and quickly drew her hand away. She got up, and was about to run down the hall when Harry caught her by her sleeve. She turned around
"what?" She asked irritably.
"Let me see your left hand." Said Harry.
Reluctantly Emily put out her left hand. On it was a scar, a scar shaped like a.
End of chapter..
Just Kidding!
On the palm of her left hand was a scar shaped like a lightning bolt. Harry remembered what he was told in his first year. A scar like that only appears when touched with a horrible and deadly curse. He wondered how she got this. Before she was born, Voldemort had lost power, but he had only regained it the past year, she had been ten when he regained power. She got this scar when she was three. It must have been a Death Eater who did this to her, but he thought that many years after Voldemort's fall, all would be in Azkaban , said they were bewitched or in hiding.
"How did you get this?" he finally asked. "What curse we're you touched with?".
Emily just looked up at him and began to cry. He gave her a hug, and grabbed her hand. He led her to the gargoyle in front of Dumbledore's office.
Harry was taking her to Dumbledore, he didn't understand. He stood there infront of the gargoyle for several minuetes, guessing the password. He finally got it, and entered the passageway with Emily, leaving a confused Hermione behind, who dashed off to class.
Harry knocked on Dumbledore's office door, "Come in," he said.
Harry took Emily inside.
Harry told Emily to show him her left hand. She did. Harry asked about the scar, shaped like the one on his forehead.
"I see."said Dumbledore. "Did Emily tell you how she got it?"
"I didn't tell the whole story, sir" Emily said.
"Well," said Dumbledore. "Tell it."
"When the death eater came, he used the Avada Kadava curse on me. My mom later told be it barley brushed my hand. But at the time, she still is, furious, she thought I had been killed, so she got rid of him. She used the Crutaicus curse. But luckly, the ministry didn't come. She felt guilty about using such a horrible curse, so she confesed, they forgave her because it was a death eater she used it on. Why was the death eater after us, I thought he only depised muggle borns." Emily said. "Harry, Emily, I suggest you sit down." Said Dumbledore. "You see, James Potter, Harry's father, had a younger sister. Her name was Hope-"
"That's my mother's name!" Emily inturupted.
"Did she ever tell you her maiden name?"
"No."
"Well be quiet. When Hope grew up, she married Zachary Porter, a muggle. Yes." said Dumbledore looking at Emily's shocked face. "You two are cousins. As you know, James was a decendant of Gryffindor, same with Emily's mother. Voldemort is a decendant of Slytherin, that is a reason of why he hates you."
"Professor Dumbledore, " Harry asked "Why wasn't I sent to live with Emily's family? Why the Dursleys?"
"The Dursleys were safer, besides, Emily's father was terrified of magic, as you know, and didn't want Voldemort to come, or any of his followers."
Harry and Emily sat there, shocked. Harry couldn't believe he had another relation. He remembered where he had seen her before, the mirror of Erised! Emily couldn't believe her mother never told her about Harry. She guessed it upset her, after all, James was her brother.
The two left Dumbledore's office shocked, and went to the Gryffindor Tower to get ready for the ball that night. Harry and Emily wanted to talk, but Harry had to go with Hermione. He got ready and went back down to the common room.
Then he saw Hermione come down her dormitory stairs. She looked beautiful. Her hair was up in a bun, with two whisps of hair down. She wore a periwinkle robe, which was desigened like a dress. Harry took her arm, and led her to the ball.
The Great Hall was beautiful. Giant Christmas trees, the lights where dimed and the glow of the light had a perfect hue. A Jewish student even convinced Dumbledoe to have a giant menorah. And change it to the "Winter Holiday Ball." Fake snow fell from the ceiling. It was chocolate flavored, but it was still white. Many studentshad their heads back and mouths open, eating the chocolate snow as it came down. There were fairy decorations here and there, fluttering about. It was a winter wonderland.
Hermione gasped when she saw it. "It is so beautiful" she sighed.
"Not as beautiful as you." Harry said. And they entered the dance floor. They danced and danced.
But Harry had trouble concentrating. He kept on thinking about was the fact that he had another relation besides the Dursleys.
"Are you ok, Harry?" Hermione asked. "You seemed to be distracted."
"I'm alright." Harry said.
And he enjoyed the rest of the ball. After all, he had won the Quidditch match against Slytherin the day before. And he had the girl of his dreams in his arms, he felt she was the most beautiful girl in the room as he stared at her while he danced, all other thoughts and worries washed away as he held her in his arms.
After the opening dance, they sat down at on of the hundreds of small tables to eat. Each one had to candles in the center of the table, in the middle of the two candles was a vase, with a single rose. They ordered their food and talked, ignoring every one else around them. After their meal, Hermione dragged Harry up to the dance floor once again.
Hermione and Harry danced almost all night. Slow dances and quick ones. They really enjoyed each others company. After dancing so much that they were exhausted, they went out on to the balcony. Even though it was December it was bewitched to be warm. Hermione leaned on the railing, lined with roses and looked out over the lake.
"Doesn't it look beautiful at night?" she asked.
"Not as beautiful as you." Said Harry hugging as kissing her.
Hermione giggled and the chatted, hugged, kissed, and danced all night long. The dance seemed that it was over to soon.
Harry and Hermione walked back to the common room together, arm in arm. They finally reached the common room, they entered.
"Goodnight." Hermione said to Harry And she gave him a good night kiss
"Goodnoght, dearest" said Harry.
Hermione, with a final hug, went to her dorm.
Harry saw that Emily was still up.
"Hey," he said, sitting down next to her.
"Hi," she said
"Are you staying for Christmas?"
"Yes. My mom is going to Africa for a month."
"Ok. I'm staying too." Harry yawned. "Goodnight. See you tomorrow, kiddo." Harry ruffled Emily's hair and went up to his dorm.
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Time flew by, before they knew it, it was Halloween. It was the day of the Halloween Ball, Halloween Oct. 31. It started at 7, but the girls started getting ready at four, and the boys could not believe it took them so long to get ready. It was about 6:20 when the boys started getting ready. Ron dressed up as a vampire. (a/n: MWAHAHAHA! I'VE COME TO SUCK YOUR BLOOD! Sorry, a little hyper there.)Harry went as frankenstien. (A/N: *walks like frankenstien*) Them and the rest of the boys in their dorm went downstairs to wait for the girls.
A few minutes later, the girls came. Lavender was dressed as a fairy, and Hermione as the bride of frankenstien. Harry put out his arm for her and Hermione took it.
"You look beautiful-for frankenstien, "said Harry to Hermione.
She laughed. "You look umm, well.err, handsome for frankenstien." Harry gave her a light punch and Hermione looked offended.
"Stop flirting," Ron said. "Seeing your best friend's flirt is disturbing."
"We weren't flirting!" objected Harry, but he stopped anyway.
Together Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Lavender went down to the Great Hall together. When they arrived, they gasped. The house tables were gone, instead there were hundreds of small tables. Instead of candles, pumpkins were floating. Threre were fake spiders, varying from big to small, which crawled like real spiders, (A/N: AGHHHHHH!!!!) which gave Ron the shivers. And fake webs were in many places. All the Hogwarts ghosts were in the Great Hall, and there was another room close by with the "food" for the ghosts. There were many other spooky decorations, which made the Great Hall feel like a haunted house. They had hired dancing skeletons as entertainment, while the weird sisters played. Ron, Lavender, Harry, Hermione, Colin, and Ginny all sat at a table together. They ordered their food the same way they did at the last ball, by talking to the plates. (A/N: Hello, Mr. Plate! I would like some ravioli, soda, and cookies..Mr. Plate? HELLO?! ARE YOU THERE MR. PLATE?! I guess not, :'( )
After finnising their food, the Weird sisters stuck up a slow tune. Many couples went up to dance. Hermione was tugging at Harry's arm, and begging him to dance.
"No!" Harry said.
"Please?' asked Hermione.
"No! I can't dance."
"Please?" said Hermione, looking up at him with pleading eyes.
"Alright."
Harry discovered it wasn't so bad. Slow dancing was like a swaying hug.
After that, the Weird Sisters played a lively tune, not wanting to make a fool of himself, Harry tried to sit down, but Hermione wouldn't let him.
Fred and George danced wildly, with Katie and Angelia. Lee danced with Alica. Harry didn't have to worry about making a fool of himself, the twins were excited, so they were wild, plus they had an overdose of sugar. The sugar got them hyper. They had sugar because sugar is yummy(hehehe)
The night continued, it was filled with dancing and fun. The spooky decorations were a big hit.
~*~A Few Months Later~*~
It was two weeks before Christmas. That day, at dinner Dumbledore made an anouncment.
"In two weeks we will have a Christmas Ball. Prefects and Head boy and girl will open the ball with their partners. Fourth year and above are invited to attend." He said, then he sat back down and ate his meal.
The hall buzzed with excitment, well from the girls. They started giggling, talking about boys, clothes, hair and make-up. The boys just groaned. None of them liked to dance, or couldn't dance for that matter. The next few days, every one was getting partners and preparing.
******* One day, the last day before holiday for Christmas, Emily was running through the halls to get to class. She was late for potions. She didn't see Harry and Hermione come around the corner. They had been, err.Busy. (A/N: lol) She bumped into them and her books went flying.
"Oh, I so sorry, Emily." Said Hermione as she and Harry bent down to pick her books up. As Emily reached for a book, Hermione noticed a scar on her left hand. She silently nudged Harry. He gasped. Emily noticed and quickly drew her hand away. She got up, and was about to run down the hall when Harry caught her by her sleeve. She turned around
"what?" She asked irritably.
"Let me see your left hand." Said Harry.
Reluctantly Emily put out her left hand. On it was a scar, a scar shaped like a.
End of chapter..
Just Kidding!
On the palm of her left hand was a scar shaped like a lightning bolt. Harry remembered what he was told in his first year. A scar like that only appears when touched with a horrible and deadly curse. He wondered how she got this. Before she was born, Voldemort had lost power, but he had only regained it the past year, she had been ten when he regained power. She got this scar when she was three. It must have been a Death Eater who did this to her, but he thought that many years after Voldemort's fall, all would be in Azkaban , said they were bewitched or in hiding.
"How did you get this?" he finally asked. "What curse we're you touched with?".
Emily just looked up at him and began to cry. He gave her a hug, and grabbed her hand. He led her to the gargoyle in front of Dumbledore's office.
Harry was taking her to Dumbledore, he didn't understand. He stood there infront of the gargoyle for several minuetes, guessing the password. He finally got it, and entered the passageway with Emily, leaving a confused Hermione behind, who dashed off to class.
Harry knocked on Dumbledore's office door, "Come in," he said.
Harry took Emily inside.
Harry told Emily to show him her left hand. She did. Harry asked about the scar, shaped like the one on his forehead.
"I see."said Dumbledore. "Did Emily tell you how she got it?"
"I didn't tell the whole story, sir" Emily said.
"Well," said Dumbledore. "Tell it."
"When the death eater came, he used the Avada Kadava curse on me. My mom later told be it barley brushed my hand. But at the time, she still is, furious, she thought I had been killed, so she got rid of him. She used the Crutaicus curse. But luckly, the ministry didn't come. She felt guilty about using such a horrible curse, so she confesed, they forgave her because it was a death eater she used it on. Why was the death eater after us, I thought he only depised muggle borns." Emily said. "Harry, Emily, I suggest you sit down." Said Dumbledore. "You see, James Potter, Harry's father, had a younger sister. Her name was Hope-"
"That's my mother's name!" Emily inturupted.
"Did she ever tell you her maiden name?"
"No."
"Well be quiet. When Hope grew up, she married Zachary Porter, a muggle. Yes." said Dumbledore looking at Emily's shocked face. "You two are cousins. As you know, James was a decendant of Gryffindor, same with Emily's mother. Voldemort is a decendant of Slytherin, that is a reason of why he hates you."
"Professor Dumbledore, " Harry asked "Why wasn't I sent to live with Emily's family? Why the Dursleys?"
"The Dursleys were safer, besides, Emily's father was terrified of magic, as you know, and didn't want Voldemort to come, or any of his followers."
Harry and Emily sat there, shocked. Harry couldn't believe he had another relation. He remembered where he had seen her before, the mirror of Erised! Emily couldn't believe her mother never told her about Harry. She guessed it upset her, after all, James was her brother.
The two left Dumbledore's office shocked, and went to the Gryffindor Tower to get ready for the ball that night. Harry and Emily wanted to talk, but Harry had to go with Hermione. He got ready and went back down to the common room.
Then he saw Hermione come down her dormitory stairs. She looked beautiful. Her hair was up in a bun, with two whisps of hair down. She wore a periwinkle robe, which was desigened like a dress. Harry took her arm, and led her to the ball.
The Great Hall was beautiful. Giant Christmas trees, the lights where dimed and the glow of the light had a perfect hue. A Jewish student even convinced Dumbledoe to have a giant menorah. And change it to the "Winter Holiday Ball." Fake snow fell from the ceiling. It was chocolate flavored, but it was still white. Many studentshad their heads back and mouths open, eating the chocolate snow as it came down. There were fairy decorations here and there, fluttering about. It was a winter wonderland.
Hermione gasped when she saw it. "It is so beautiful" she sighed.
"Not as beautiful as you." Harry said. And they entered the dance floor. They danced and danced.
But Harry had trouble concentrating. He kept on thinking about was the fact that he had another relation besides the Dursleys.
"Are you ok, Harry?" Hermione asked. "You seemed to be distracted."
"I'm alright." Harry said.
And he enjoyed the rest of the ball. After all, he had won the Quidditch match against Slytherin the day before. And he had the girl of his dreams in his arms, he felt she was the most beautiful girl in the room as he stared at her while he danced, all other thoughts and worries washed away as he held her in his arms.
After the opening dance, they sat down at on of the hundreds of small tables to eat. Each one had to candles in the center of the table, in the middle of the two candles was a vase, with a single rose. They ordered their food and talked, ignoring every one else around them. After their meal, Hermione dragged Harry up to the dance floor once again.
Hermione and Harry danced almost all night. Slow dances and quick ones. They really enjoyed each others company. After dancing so much that they were exhausted, they went out on to the balcony. Even though it was December it was bewitched to be warm. Hermione leaned on the railing, lined with roses and looked out over the lake.
"Doesn't it look beautiful at night?" she asked.
"Not as beautiful as you." Said Harry hugging as kissing her.
Hermione giggled and the chatted, hugged, kissed, and danced all night long. The dance seemed that it was over to soon.
Harry and Hermione walked back to the common room together, arm in arm. They finally reached the common room, they entered.
"Goodnight." Hermione said to Harry And she gave him a good night kiss
"Goodnoght, dearest" said Harry.
Hermione, with a final hug, went to her dorm.
Harry saw that Emily was still up.
"Hey," he said, sitting down next to her.
"Hi," she said
"Are you staying for Christmas?"
"Yes. My mom is going to Africa for a month."
"Ok. I'm staying too." Harry yawned. "Goodnight. See you tomorrow, kiddo." Harry ruffled Emily's hair and went up to his dorm.