Disclaimer: The characters are some of J.K. Rowlings. I can finally, and
happily say, that the plot is mine
. A/N: This is some months and years ahead from the last chapter and I am pretty sure this will be the closer for this story. I also want to tell you that I have rethought and there will be probably one more chapter (the Graduation). This is just prepping for it. That didn't make much sense, did it?
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"Miss Granger?" McGonagall called half- way through Potions. The whole class made their head turn around and Snape scowled.
"Is this necessary, Minerva?" Snape growled.
"Yes, Severus. I must take Miss Granger, and Mr. Potter," Professor McGonagall added as an afterthought. Snape frowned severely and dismissed Hermione and Harry, a little annoyed that his two favourite students that he deducted points from had both gone. He turned on Neville, screeching twenty - five points were gone because he stirred anti - clockwise instead of clockwise, not that it mattered.
Harry and Hermione trotted after McGonagall throwing worried glances at each other every couple of steps. They got to the Hospital Wing and passed it and continued walking until they got to Dumbledore's gargoyle. McGonagall mumbled something and the Gargoyle swirled upwards, Harry and Hermione being taken with it. McGonagall told them to admit themselves.
When they opened the door they were greeted by Dumbledore's silver goatee and Draco's slicked blonde hair. Harry took a step, saw Draco and stopped, Hermione ramming into his back.
"Ahh.Harry and Hermione. Well, as you probably are aware being house captains, yes, Draco I know there were two from Gryffindor, keep your mouth shut, thank you. Anyway, you are required to make a speech, on behalf of the school and your grade. I have added the difficulty to you three very smart students to sing a song that you believe relates to you. I have picked some Muggle CD's and a CD player that I think Hermione you will need to show both Harry and Draco to use. There is a variety and you will sort of do a Karaoke. Might I just say to you three in particular, that all of you are exceptional students. Mr. Malfoy, Draco, as much as you have your ups and downs with students and your silly bickers with others and your harsh influence from your father, I believe you have a kind heart, one that knows in love, caring, helpfulness. I feel that you are an amazing person that is so much into your father you don't know the difference between good and bad, but I hope you will not turn to the dark side. You may go," Dumbledore finished, smiling. He stood up and Harry and Hermione stood up too. He shook Harry's hand and gave a stiff hug to Hermione. Swaggering out, Harry and Hermione sat back down and the door closed.
Dumbledore sighed.
"Well, that leaves me with the two most amazing students I have ever met and taught. What can I say about you two? First, Hermione I suppose. You are outstanding, academics and your life alike. Your relationship with Harry has flourished after the last few years. Apart from still struggling with sport, you have well and truly proven yourself with exams. I shouldn't say anything, Hermione but you scored the highest N.E.W.T.S. level in history. You are.you are.you are so smart that even I cannot match you. You will go far. Now, Harry. You are like a son, your parents were like a brother and sister to me, I knew them quite well, apart from popular belief. I hope we stay in touch, I'm sure we will. But Harry, remember what you have learned. I.I.I." Dumbledore stopped. His eyes filled with tears and they started overflowing and spilling down his face. Harry got up and walked over to Dumbledore. He gave him a hug and Hermione went over too. For about a minute the trio was just hugging each other, each of them with tears in their eyes. It was one of those rare moments that Dumbledore cried and Harry and Hermione saved it.
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Hermione slowly began to teach Draco and Harry how to use a Discman. It was a slow, tiring and boring concept but she kept at it for their sakes. Hermione had already flicked through the CD names and titles and had decided on a song that was called 'Unwell' but the author wasn't there. It talked about someone who was unwell and impaired and Hermione knew that as much as it would be painful to sing about something like that so close to her heart that only a few people knew about she felt it was right.
Hermione just started humming the tune one day in a corridor when Draco called out to her.
"Hey Hermione!" he called. Hermione spun around and grimaced at Draco. He sighed deeply and pulled the Discman out of his pocket.
"Uh.what does this button do?" he asked, blushing slightly.
"It plays the song, Draco! I've told you that a gazillion times!" she cried. He blushed more and put it away.
"So, what song are you doing?" he asked, falling into step with her to Transfiguration. Hermione looked at him, up and down and narrowed her eyes.
"What's it got to do with you?" she replied.
"Oh, just.wondered, I suppose," he said, a little shocked at her outburst.
"It's called 'Unwell' for your information," Hermione snapped, speeding up her step. Draco stopped and frowned. Why had she chosen that song? But before he could catch up and ask her, the bell rang and the pair sprinted off to class.
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Some weeks later, Harry and Hermione were walking out into the gardens of Hogwarts and looking at their soon-to-be-left home. It was sad for Harry, but legally he was allowed to leave the Dursley's. Hermione had offered him a place at her place and he was thrilled. Her parents were just as keen to meet her boyfriend.
Harry sat down on a chair and Hermione next to him, his head in his hands.
"Honey, you crying?" Hermione asked concerned. Harry put his head up, but he wasn't crying.
"No, just.I don't know. Thinking of all the times that we spent here, you know, Ron, you and me?" Harry responded quietly. Hermione cringed at Ron's name. He had still not accepted she was ill and had actually moved to Beauxbatons a year ago, Ginny had stayed, but Hermione thought there was a certain Veela that played a part in Ron's change.
Harry bent inward and clasped Hermione's hand and brought it slowly to his lips. He planted soft touches over her knuckles and Hermione looked at him, smiling slightly.
"Hey, 'Mione?" he asked softly.
"Mmm?"
"Well, I was wondering about two things."
"I'm all ears."
"Will you go to the Grad ball with me?" Harry said. Hermione chuckled and Harry looked at her.
"You even need to ask?" she replied jokingly. Harry smiled and went on.
"The other thing is.well.erm.how do I say it?" he asked timidly.
"Ask what?"
"Well, if you'll.if you'll.Hermione, will you marry me after we finish school?" Hermione blushed.
"Yes! Of course! I.umph!" Hermione never finished. Harry kissed her lips, making her stop in shock and open her eyes. He wrapped his arms around her waist and she around his neck. He lifted her up and swung her lightly around and sat down on the ground. He fumbled with his cloak for a minute and produced a small box. Hermione gasped slightly as he opened it.
"Hermione, will you marry me?"
"How many affirmative responses do you want?" she shrieked. He slid the delicate ring on her finger and kissed her again. He gave her a hug and they continued their walk, kissing each other alternately.
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Hermione wasn't sure people should know she was engaged or not. No one seemed to notice the newest addition to her fingers and Hermione was a tad hurt. But she didn't have time to worry about her love life with Harry, she was focused on getting everything for her speech ready and the Grad ball under control.
The time flew by and before Hermione knew it she was the first speaker out of the three to give her speech on nearly the last day of school. Hermione faltered slightly at the beginning, after all, there were hundreds of eyes on her.
"I can't believe I am just about through school!" she began. Ginny already had tears in her eyes and Padma and Parvati had silent tears running down their faces too.
"I think I need to start somewhere, don't you? Well, I think I can safely say that there is an enormous amount of people that I have spent the last few years with. I can start with the fact that I still remember my first day here. As many people know, I'm a bit of a book freak and when I was walking in I recall I was saying to Susan Bones about the sky above us, how it isn't real but enchanted. As I've continued I've found relationships, teachers, new subjects, endless possibilities but I think most of all, a life. I think there are some hidden windows that you don't ever see of me.
When I was about seven or eight, I was diagnosed with a disease called Polymyositis. Now gasp all you want, it isn't that bad. Polymyositis is a disease that attacks the muscle tissue. So for everyone in my sport class, that's why I don't do sport. Sorry, Hooch, I'm sure you should have known. But through having this disease, I've discovered who my real friends are. Up until two years ago, no one knew except Professor Dumbledore. Then Harry, my best friend in the entire world found out and then Ron, another red headed affair from the Weasley clan. Harry took the news well, but Ron freaked out. I suppose that there were other things, but last year Ron moved to Beauxbatons. In some ways, I still consider Ron a friend. Hanging out for so many years I think really was a blessing. But no offence Ginny, but I think that he lost control a little," Hermione paused.
"That's my brother!" Ginny called out. A few laughs erupted and Hermione smiled.
"When I was voted by you to represent us, that was the greatest honour of all. So I returned the trust by giving you a look at the side of my life you never see.
Now, there is this Muggle person called Big Kev (A/N: Sorry for anyone who hates him, this'll be a hilarious speech now!). Now Big Kev has this motto of 'I'm excited!'. You see, I'm not only excited to finish school, but to have been chosen by you and serve you. I must warn you before I say this, I am not a lesbian or a bisexual person, but I love every single one of you, yes, even Slytherin's. Because, you see, all of you have influenced some part of this speech. My husband - to - be, Harry, yes everyone, we're engaged," Hermione had to wait as cheering and whooping became too much for anyone to hear her.
"Harry is my soul mate, my lover and most definitely, my best friend in the world. Even with him five metres away, he feels right next to me. As much as I find Draco Malfoy frustrating to work with, and believe me, he's frustrating, I still feel like everyone has played a part and influenced me in all these years here. I've learnt to take no nonsense from anyone, that I can be bullied but adopt an I-don't-care attitude and the fact that he's teased and not been friendly to me or Harry and Ron is of really no consequence. I can't begin to name you all because I'd be going into people that left years ago but I'll name a few. Obviously Harry, Ron, Ginny, Padma and Parvati, Lavi or Lavender, Neville, Seamus, Justin, Draco, Susan, Big Kev, all the Professors, Hagrid and I suppose most of all, and most surprisingly, Professor Snape. Close your jaw, Harry, I can see your tonsils! Professor Snape, you are undoubtedly the most cruel, inefficient and strangest person I have ever known, and probably ever will. But it is this certain strictness that has obtained many the rights to feel they are trained, trained to be efficient, trained to be kind and caring. One thing that Professor Dumbledore asked all us speakers to do is to sing a song we could relate to. Well, I have chosen a Muggle song called 'Unwell'," a few cheers and clapping and the song somehow started playing. Hermione started singing and her voice enveloped the crowd. She had a sweet voice and somehow the way she sang the song seemed to strike some place in everyone's heart.
"I'm not crazy,
I'm just a little unwell,
I know, right now you can't tell,
But stay awhile and baby then you'll see,
A different side of me.
I'm not crazy,
I'm just a little impaired,
I know, right now you don't care,
But soon enough you're going to think of me,
And how I used to be." Hermione sang.
She wooed the audience and Parvati, Padma and Ginny's tears started to flow heavier. Lavender sobbed softly and smiled too. She couldn't make up her mind if she was happy of sad. When the song finished, the audience paused and gave a thunderous applause. Some of her fellow Gryffindors got up on the table and whooping like Fred and George would do. Hermione blushed and sat down next to Harry. She turned to face him and he brushed her lips and Hermione gave him a hug, never wanting to let go. Draco went up and started droning on with his speech finishing with the 'Graduation Song' by 'Vitamin C'. The thought brought tears to more eyes as they really realised they really were leaving. Hermione kissed Harry again and he walked up slowly. He was blushing to the roots and Hermione was sending him brain messages.
He started his speech and after awhile he settled in and had more fun. He topped it off with 'Follow me' by 'Uncle Krakker'. His mellow tones blended well with the music and Hermione felt herself singing the song too. He pulled her up out of her chair and danced with her slightly so she wouldn't get too exhausted and when the song was over, the pair were flushed. Harry bent close and planted a kiss on her lips and they made their way back to their chairs. Dumbledore said his speech and announced that there would be no classes for the last few days and that the Grad ball would be tomorrow, so girls had all the time in the world to be ready.
Dinner was uneventful, save Harry who kept kissing her. They were some of the last to leave the Hall and Harry swept Hermione up in his arms, like his bride. He carried her all the way up to the dormitory and Hermione was surprised to find it empty. He sat her on the chair and pecked her on the cheek before a whole bunch of young Gryffindors jumped out yelling 'Surprise!' Many followed and declared it was a party night. Hermione was elated.
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A/N: * Sigh * I think I have decided to make a sequel. Must sleep.must go.review.oh and sorry for the confusing note at the top. Uh, hope you're still liking it, I'll have another chapter and I think it'll be really loving, like Harry and Hermione together. Oh, and I thought I might re- introduce Ron a little as a person that was invited because Dumbledore wanted to see him, I thought that might give me another chapter and a scatter of tension at the ball. Hee Hee! In some ways I think there is plenty more to this story that I've got or thought of!
. A/N: This is some months and years ahead from the last chapter and I am pretty sure this will be the closer for this story. I also want to tell you that I have rethought and there will be probably one more chapter (the Graduation). This is just prepping for it. That didn't make much sense, did it?
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"Miss Granger?" McGonagall called half- way through Potions. The whole class made their head turn around and Snape scowled.
"Is this necessary, Minerva?" Snape growled.
"Yes, Severus. I must take Miss Granger, and Mr. Potter," Professor McGonagall added as an afterthought. Snape frowned severely and dismissed Hermione and Harry, a little annoyed that his two favourite students that he deducted points from had both gone. He turned on Neville, screeching twenty - five points were gone because he stirred anti - clockwise instead of clockwise, not that it mattered.
Harry and Hermione trotted after McGonagall throwing worried glances at each other every couple of steps. They got to the Hospital Wing and passed it and continued walking until they got to Dumbledore's gargoyle. McGonagall mumbled something and the Gargoyle swirled upwards, Harry and Hermione being taken with it. McGonagall told them to admit themselves.
When they opened the door they were greeted by Dumbledore's silver goatee and Draco's slicked blonde hair. Harry took a step, saw Draco and stopped, Hermione ramming into his back.
"Ahh.Harry and Hermione. Well, as you probably are aware being house captains, yes, Draco I know there were two from Gryffindor, keep your mouth shut, thank you. Anyway, you are required to make a speech, on behalf of the school and your grade. I have added the difficulty to you three very smart students to sing a song that you believe relates to you. I have picked some Muggle CD's and a CD player that I think Hermione you will need to show both Harry and Draco to use. There is a variety and you will sort of do a Karaoke. Might I just say to you three in particular, that all of you are exceptional students. Mr. Malfoy, Draco, as much as you have your ups and downs with students and your silly bickers with others and your harsh influence from your father, I believe you have a kind heart, one that knows in love, caring, helpfulness. I feel that you are an amazing person that is so much into your father you don't know the difference between good and bad, but I hope you will not turn to the dark side. You may go," Dumbledore finished, smiling. He stood up and Harry and Hermione stood up too. He shook Harry's hand and gave a stiff hug to Hermione. Swaggering out, Harry and Hermione sat back down and the door closed.
Dumbledore sighed.
"Well, that leaves me with the two most amazing students I have ever met and taught. What can I say about you two? First, Hermione I suppose. You are outstanding, academics and your life alike. Your relationship with Harry has flourished after the last few years. Apart from still struggling with sport, you have well and truly proven yourself with exams. I shouldn't say anything, Hermione but you scored the highest N.E.W.T.S. level in history. You are.you are.you are so smart that even I cannot match you. You will go far. Now, Harry. You are like a son, your parents were like a brother and sister to me, I knew them quite well, apart from popular belief. I hope we stay in touch, I'm sure we will. But Harry, remember what you have learned. I.I.I." Dumbledore stopped. His eyes filled with tears and they started overflowing and spilling down his face. Harry got up and walked over to Dumbledore. He gave him a hug and Hermione went over too. For about a minute the trio was just hugging each other, each of them with tears in their eyes. It was one of those rare moments that Dumbledore cried and Harry and Hermione saved it.
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Hermione slowly began to teach Draco and Harry how to use a Discman. It was a slow, tiring and boring concept but she kept at it for their sakes. Hermione had already flicked through the CD names and titles and had decided on a song that was called 'Unwell' but the author wasn't there. It talked about someone who was unwell and impaired and Hermione knew that as much as it would be painful to sing about something like that so close to her heart that only a few people knew about she felt it was right.
Hermione just started humming the tune one day in a corridor when Draco called out to her.
"Hey Hermione!" he called. Hermione spun around and grimaced at Draco. He sighed deeply and pulled the Discman out of his pocket.
"Uh.what does this button do?" he asked, blushing slightly.
"It plays the song, Draco! I've told you that a gazillion times!" she cried. He blushed more and put it away.
"So, what song are you doing?" he asked, falling into step with her to Transfiguration. Hermione looked at him, up and down and narrowed her eyes.
"What's it got to do with you?" she replied.
"Oh, just.wondered, I suppose," he said, a little shocked at her outburst.
"It's called 'Unwell' for your information," Hermione snapped, speeding up her step. Draco stopped and frowned. Why had she chosen that song? But before he could catch up and ask her, the bell rang and the pair sprinted off to class.
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Some weeks later, Harry and Hermione were walking out into the gardens of Hogwarts and looking at their soon-to-be-left home. It was sad for Harry, but legally he was allowed to leave the Dursley's. Hermione had offered him a place at her place and he was thrilled. Her parents were just as keen to meet her boyfriend.
Harry sat down on a chair and Hermione next to him, his head in his hands.
"Honey, you crying?" Hermione asked concerned. Harry put his head up, but he wasn't crying.
"No, just.I don't know. Thinking of all the times that we spent here, you know, Ron, you and me?" Harry responded quietly. Hermione cringed at Ron's name. He had still not accepted she was ill and had actually moved to Beauxbatons a year ago, Ginny had stayed, but Hermione thought there was a certain Veela that played a part in Ron's change.
Harry bent inward and clasped Hermione's hand and brought it slowly to his lips. He planted soft touches over her knuckles and Hermione looked at him, smiling slightly.
"Hey, 'Mione?" he asked softly.
"Mmm?"
"Well, I was wondering about two things."
"I'm all ears."
"Will you go to the Grad ball with me?" Harry said. Hermione chuckled and Harry looked at her.
"You even need to ask?" she replied jokingly. Harry smiled and went on.
"The other thing is.well.erm.how do I say it?" he asked timidly.
"Ask what?"
"Well, if you'll.if you'll.Hermione, will you marry me after we finish school?" Hermione blushed.
"Yes! Of course! I.umph!" Hermione never finished. Harry kissed her lips, making her stop in shock and open her eyes. He wrapped his arms around her waist and she around his neck. He lifted her up and swung her lightly around and sat down on the ground. He fumbled with his cloak for a minute and produced a small box. Hermione gasped slightly as he opened it.
"Hermione, will you marry me?"
"How many affirmative responses do you want?" she shrieked. He slid the delicate ring on her finger and kissed her again. He gave her a hug and they continued their walk, kissing each other alternately.
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Hermione wasn't sure people should know she was engaged or not. No one seemed to notice the newest addition to her fingers and Hermione was a tad hurt. But she didn't have time to worry about her love life with Harry, she was focused on getting everything for her speech ready and the Grad ball under control.
The time flew by and before Hermione knew it she was the first speaker out of the three to give her speech on nearly the last day of school. Hermione faltered slightly at the beginning, after all, there were hundreds of eyes on her.
"I can't believe I am just about through school!" she began. Ginny already had tears in her eyes and Padma and Parvati had silent tears running down their faces too.
"I think I need to start somewhere, don't you? Well, I think I can safely say that there is an enormous amount of people that I have spent the last few years with. I can start with the fact that I still remember my first day here. As many people know, I'm a bit of a book freak and when I was walking in I recall I was saying to Susan Bones about the sky above us, how it isn't real but enchanted. As I've continued I've found relationships, teachers, new subjects, endless possibilities but I think most of all, a life. I think there are some hidden windows that you don't ever see of me.
When I was about seven or eight, I was diagnosed with a disease called Polymyositis. Now gasp all you want, it isn't that bad. Polymyositis is a disease that attacks the muscle tissue. So for everyone in my sport class, that's why I don't do sport. Sorry, Hooch, I'm sure you should have known. But through having this disease, I've discovered who my real friends are. Up until two years ago, no one knew except Professor Dumbledore. Then Harry, my best friend in the entire world found out and then Ron, another red headed affair from the Weasley clan. Harry took the news well, but Ron freaked out. I suppose that there were other things, but last year Ron moved to Beauxbatons. In some ways, I still consider Ron a friend. Hanging out for so many years I think really was a blessing. But no offence Ginny, but I think that he lost control a little," Hermione paused.
"That's my brother!" Ginny called out. A few laughs erupted and Hermione smiled.
"When I was voted by you to represent us, that was the greatest honour of all. So I returned the trust by giving you a look at the side of my life you never see.
Now, there is this Muggle person called Big Kev (A/N: Sorry for anyone who hates him, this'll be a hilarious speech now!). Now Big Kev has this motto of 'I'm excited!'. You see, I'm not only excited to finish school, but to have been chosen by you and serve you. I must warn you before I say this, I am not a lesbian or a bisexual person, but I love every single one of you, yes, even Slytherin's. Because, you see, all of you have influenced some part of this speech. My husband - to - be, Harry, yes everyone, we're engaged," Hermione had to wait as cheering and whooping became too much for anyone to hear her.
"Harry is my soul mate, my lover and most definitely, my best friend in the world. Even with him five metres away, he feels right next to me. As much as I find Draco Malfoy frustrating to work with, and believe me, he's frustrating, I still feel like everyone has played a part and influenced me in all these years here. I've learnt to take no nonsense from anyone, that I can be bullied but adopt an I-don't-care attitude and the fact that he's teased and not been friendly to me or Harry and Ron is of really no consequence. I can't begin to name you all because I'd be going into people that left years ago but I'll name a few. Obviously Harry, Ron, Ginny, Padma and Parvati, Lavi or Lavender, Neville, Seamus, Justin, Draco, Susan, Big Kev, all the Professors, Hagrid and I suppose most of all, and most surprisingly, Professor Snape. Close your jaw, Harry, I can see your tonsils! Professor Snape, you are undoubtedly the most cruel, inefficient and strangest person I have ever known, and probably ever will. But it is this certain strictness that has obtained many the rights to feel they are trained, trained to be efficient, trained to be kind and caring. One thing that Professor Dumbledore asked all us speakers to do is to sing a song we could relate to. Well, I have chosen a Muggle song called 'Unwell'," a few cheers and clapping and the song somehow started playing. Hermione started singing and her voice enveloped the crowd. She had a sweet voice and somehow the way she sang the song seemed to strike some place in everyone's heart.
"I'm not crazy,
I'm just a little unwell,
I know, right now you can't tell,
But stay awhile and baby then you'll see,
A different side of me.
I'm not crazy,
I'm just a little impaired,
I know, right now you don't care,
But soon enough you're going to think of me,
And how I used to be." Hermione sang.
She wooed the audience and Parvati, Padma and Ginny's tears started to flow heavier. Lavender sobbed softly and smiled too. She couldn't make up her mind if she was happy of sad. When the song finished, the audience paused and gave a thunderous applause. Some of her fellow Gryffindors got up on the table and whooping like Fred and George would do. Hermione blushed and sat down next to Harry. She turned to face him and he brushed her lips and Hermione gave him a hug, never wanting to let go. Draco went up and started droning on with his speech finishing with the 'Graduation Song' by 'Vitamin C'. The thought brought tears to more eyes as they really realised they really were leaving. Hermione kissed Harry again and he walked up slowly. He was blushing to the roots and Hermione was sending him brain messages.
He started his speech and after awhile he settled in and had more fun. He topped it off with 'Follow me' by 'Uncle Krakker'. His mellow tones blended well with the music and Hermione felt herself singing the song too. He pulled her up out of her chair and danced with her slightly so she wouldn't get too exhausted and when the song was over, the pair were flushed. Harry bent close and planted a kiss on her lips and they made their way back to their chairs. Dumbledore said his speech and announced that there would be no classes for the last few days and that the Grad ball would be tomorrow, so girls had all the time in the world to be ready.
Dinner was uneventful, save Harry who kept kissing her. They were some of the last to leave the Hall and Harry swept Hermione up in his arms, like his bride. He carried her all the way up to the dormitory and Hermione was surprised to find it empty. He sat her on the chair and pecked her on the cheek before a whole bunch of young Gryffindors jumped out yelling 'Surprise!' Many followed and declared it was a party night. Hermione was elated.
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A/N: * Sigh * I think I have decided to make a sequel. Must sleep.must go.review.oh and sorry for the confusing note at the top. Uh, hope you're still liking it, I'll have another chapter and I think it'll be really loving, like Harry and Hermione together. Oh, and I thought I might re- introduce Ron a little as a person that was invited because Dumbledore wanted to see him, I thought that might give me another chapter and a scatter of tension at the ball. Hee Hee! In some ways I think there is plenty more to this story that I've got or thought of!