Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. I kinda wish I did though. Oh well. Tough nuts for me, huh?
Authors Note:
I just want to TRULY thank everyone. I don't have any mean notes! I want you all to know that you guys just make my day! ::hug::
"Oh, did you hear? Draco Malfoy's going to the Christmas Ball with Pansy! Can you believe it? He's too good looking for her…"
Hermione blinked as she listened to people talk about the ball that was this upcoming weekend. "So he's going with Pansy…" She thought out loud. Okay…I do feel jealous…does he like her? She shuddered. "But she's so blah."
"Who is?"
Hermione jumped and swung around to be face to face with Ron, "Oh! No one, Ron!" She laughed nervously.
Ron blinked and shrugged. "Oh, okay," He paused. "Harry's got detention with Snape today…"
Hermione sighed. "Oh what did Snape accuse him of today?"
The red head chuckled, "He said that Harry was walking down the hallway seeming suspicious."
Hermione rolled her eyes. "I hate him."
Ron nodded in agreement.
Later that day, Hermione thought that she would go to the library to study for a test coming up in Transfiguration. Even though it was after Christmas Break. "You can't ever start studying too early!" She walked through the library picking up her usual books and set them down on a table. "Where to begin…?"
"Haven't you already read all of them, Mudblood?"
Hermione turned around slowly. "What do you want Pansy?"
Pansy placed her hands on her hips. "Get up." Millicent was standing behind her.
Hermione looked at her strangely.
"I said get up."
Hermione slowly stood up. "You know, I'm really tired of all of you're crap, Pansy." She said simply. Before she knew it, she was on the ground.
"You're a bitch! Stay away from Draco! How many times do I have to tell you!?" Pansy kicked Hermione in the side.
Hermione cringed. "W-what are you talking about!?" She sat up, still holding her side.
"You're all he thinks about now! He never pays attention to anything anymore! Every once in a while, he'll mutter your name!" She looked at Millicent. "And we're going to make sure you never go near him again…" Millicent smirked.
Hermione stood up quickly, "You touch me and—,"
"You're dead."
Hermione looked past Pansy and Millicent to see Malfoy standing behind them, his arms across his chest.
Pansy turned around and looked at him, eyes wide and mouth open. "D…Draco…"
Malfoy walked toward them and growled, "Leave."
Pansy turned around and stared into Hermione's eyes, enraged. She mouthed the words 'You just wait'. With that, she turned around and left with Millicent close behind her.
The boy with the silver eyes turned and looked at the shaken girl behind him. "Hermione…are you all right?"
Hermione nodded. "Yes…"
Before she could say anything else, Malfoy stepped toward her and grabbed her arms, pulling her toward him in a hug. "I'm sorry Hermione…"
She closed her eyes and leaned into him. "Malfoy…"
"Call me Draco. Didn't I tell you
that you could?"
Hermione smiled and closed her
eyes, letting a few tears fall to his shoulder. "Draco…"
He pulled away quickly, hearing someone come into the library. "In any case…I have to go. Don't let those git girls bother you." He said before turning quickly and dashing down a shelf of books out of Hermione's sight.
"Hermione?"
The brunette turned around, "Harry!"
He blinked. "What's the matter?" He asked.
Hermione wiped her eyes. "Nothing!" She answered quickly.
Harry stared at her for a moment, knowing that she wasn't being truthful. He didn't want to pry though.
The weekend came slowly but surely. Hermione was tired of listening to Lavender talk about the dance all day. "Lavender. Please. You're not going to die before the dance. You don't have to talk about it!" Hermione laughed.
Lavender giggled as she pulled on her dress. "Come on! I have to do your hair! And makeup!"
Hermione was never one to worry about her hair or her makeup. "Must we?"
Lavender shook a finger at Hermione. "Of course! Now put on your dress! We've got work to do!"
A few hours later, Lavender dragged Hermione into the girls' bathroom. "Look in the mirror! You look absolutely fantastic! You should get your hair straightened!"
Hermione cringed as she opened her eyes to look into the mirror. She gasped. "Lavender…" Her hair was straightened, but there were a few locks of hair that were curly and hung around her face (AN: I drew a picture of it…I'll put the web address here when I get a web site -_-;;). She turned around and hugged Lavender tightly. "Thank you!"
Lavender smiled. "It's no big deal, Hermione!" She yelled, amused.
They made their way down to the common room. Professor McGonagall was going to announce when the ball started, "Hermione! I can't wait to see what people think of you! They won't even recognize you!"
Hermione blinked as they went down the stairs, "Is that a good thing?"
They walked into the common room where everyone else was residing. Hermione looked around for Ron and Harry. When she spotted them by the fireplace, she winked at Lavender and walked over. "Hello, Harry. Ron."
Harry turned to look at her. "Oh, hello. Do…uh…we know yo—HERMIONE?!"
Ron was awestruck. "Hermione…you…look amazing…!"
Hermione felt a blush come to her cheeks but she tried to hide it. "Oh come off it."
Harry nodded. "No really, you look great!"
Ron's sister Ginny ran over. Hermione assumed that she was going to the dance with Harry.
"Wow, Hermione! You look great! I love your dress!" She exclaimed.
Hermione heard people whispering behind her. Example: "That's Hermione Granger?" and, "That can't be Hermione!"
Suddenly, the room went quiet and a loud booming voice was heard. "All students please make your way to the Grand Hall. I repeat, all students make your way to the Grand Hall."
She smiled and locked her arm in Ron's. "Ready?"
Ron smiled, his face reddening slightly. "Let's go!"
BWAHHAHAHAH! I'm going to stop there! Haw! Sorry. I actually would have gone farther, but my mom needs the computer. Ha ha. Anyway. Review! Cliffffffhaaaannnnggggeeeerrrrrssss!