The Romeo and Juliet of Hogwarts
Chapter Two
A/N: Thankyou guys so much for the reviews! I hope you like this chapter, so PLEASE review it! I don't own Harry Potter, for I'm not J.K. Rowling.
I CHANGED IT! I read the reviews and decided to change it a little to make it better. Also what happens changes, I've decided it went to fast.
Hermione was dressed for the ball. Hermione's hair was curled, and put up into a bun, with strands dangling around her face. Her lips were lightly glossed, so they would shine. She even had a little bit of glitter, so she would shine. She felt like a princess.
Hermione was disappointed that her mother wasn't taking her, but muggles couldn't go. Plus, she didn't know where it was. Dumbledore did, that's why he would be picking her up very soon. Hermione was excited, yet nervous at the same time. Who knew what would happen?
She looked in the mirror to make sure everything was perfect. She smiled-nothing was in her teeth. Her eyes weren't red and her hair wasn't frizzy. But she didn't want to go into the living area quite yet. She just added a little more hair spray.
"Hermione! Professor Dumbledore is here!" Mrs.Granger yelled. Hermione grabbed her shawl and hurried out to meet him. There, Dumbledore stood in front of Mrs.Granger, dressed in a red and gold tuxedo. She smiled and he smiled back.
"Are you ready to leave, Miss Granger? I'll explain how things work on the way," Dumbledore said. She nodded and hugged her Mum. Her mother kissed her gently on her forehead, not wanting to mess up her daughter's make up.
"Have a good time," she whispered. Hermione nodded and left with Dumbledore. She looked surprised as they neared a rectangular shaped thing. Hermione didn't know what to call it. But it was amazing, it was like...a phone booth. They stepped in it. Dumbledore explained that it was magically navigated and would take a few minutes to get there.
"You will be given a dance partner. You will be paired up by the Cauldren of Love, you must dance with your partner to be able to stay," he replied," Just so you will not be confused, we wouldn't want that, would we?"
"No, we wouldn't, Professor," Hermione replied. Dumbledore chuckled.
They soon arrived at a large castle. Hermione looked at it in amazment. She stepped out, and was immediatly nervous. As was Dumbledore, for he would be given a partner too, though he was used to it. She followed Albus Dumbledore.
He led her to the entrance, where they entered in through the large doorway, and into a beautiful ballroom. It was decorated with beautiful witchery things, made of gold and silver.There were beautiful flowers and candles,which were charmed to stay in the air. Hermione followed as people surrounded a huge, black cauldren in the center on the floor. Hermione read the information about it. It read, in neat cursive:
This is the Cauldren of Love. It knows who is who and who shall be paired. The Cauldren of Love shall pair thee up with one you would never excpect. You shall dance the night away with him or her, or else leave the ball.
Hermione stood nervously around the Cauldren. Her stomach ached with nervousness. She looked around at everyone. She spotted Malfoy. She rolled her eyes. *Hopefully I won't be paired with...him. *She thought. Draco Malfoy noticed her, but didn't recognize her. He smiled, probably thinking she was pretty.She thought it was funny he didn't recognize her. She listened carefully as the Cauldren neared the G's/=
"Hermione Granger shall be paired with," the Cauldren said,"With Draco Malfoy." Hermione's eyes filled with surprisment and disbelief. Draco stood on the platform, on which the Cauldren sat, looking for the mudblood of which he hated. Hermione made her way to the platform. When Draco saw her, he looked shocked. She smirked as she looked for his father, but was surpriesed to see that he was not there. She didn't think much of it.
"Granger," he said, giving her dirty look that only seemed like a mask. She rolled her eyes, but couldn't help notice how attractive he was. She mentally slapped herself for even thinking that.
"Malfoy,"she replied, in a tone that showed deep hate. They knew they would have to dance with eachother, in order to go to the 7th Year's Ball. So they left the platform and started dancing on the dance floor. They danced to the Wizard's Classical Music,which wasn't much diffrent then Muggle classical music. They barely talked or made eye contact. They would tallk once in awhile, when Dumbledore was looking, but that was it.
"I really can't believe I'm dancing with a mudblood," he said, looking down at her. He had too, he was taller than she. He didn't sound like he meant it, but Hermione didn't notice. She really didn't say anything.
"I can't believe I'm dancing with a Malfoy," she whispered. They didn't say much afterwords. Both were ready to leave, or at least acted like it.
Time was going by quickly, for the ball was ending, the last song was playing. They danced, both would never admit they were enjoying themselves. When the last song ended they seperated rather quickly, like they were algeric to eachother.
Hermione left with Dumbledore, who didn't say much. They were quiet on the way back. Both had to dance with people who they hated and who hated them back.How unlucky! "Thankyou, goodbye Professor," Hermione said. Dumbledore nodded a goodbye. Hermione stepped out and entered her house.
"How was it?" her mother asked. Hermione sighed, she would never admit the fact that she enjoyed herself...dancing with Malfoy.
"It was okay," Hermione said,"Except for the fact that Malfoy was my dance partner. I'm going to bed." Mrs. Granger nodded, in disapointment. She had wanted a little more information from her daughter.
Hermione threw herself onto her bed and closed her eyes. She tried to sleep but her mind kept thinking of Draco Malfoy. She tried to stop herself. She hit herself mentally and told herself 'no.' But no matter what, she could not leave the thought of him behind. Little did she know, Draco Malfoy was going through the same thing with her.His thoughts lingering on that mudblood, Hermione Granger.
A/N: Please review!!! Hope that was a bit better! Tell me what you thought!
Chapter Two
A/N: Thankyou guys so much for the reviews! I hope you like this chapter, so PLEASE review it! I don't own Harry Potter, for I'm not J.K. Rowling.
I CHANGED IT! I read the reviews and decided to change it a little to make it better. Also what happens changes, I've decided it went to fast.
Hermione was dressed for the ball. Hermione's hair was curled, and put up into a bun, with strands dangling around her face. Her lips were lightly glossed, so they would shine. She even had a little bit of glitter, so she would shine. She felt like a princess.
Hermione was disappointed that her mother wasn't taking her, but muggles couldn't go. Plus, she didn't know where it was. Dumbledore did, that's why he would be picking her up very soon. Hermione was excited, yet nervous at the same time. Who knew what would happen?
She looked in the mirror to make sure everything was perfect. She smiled-nothing was in her teeth. Her eyes weren't red and her hair wasn't frizzy. But she didn't want to go into the living area quite yet. She just added a little more hair spray.
"Hermione! Professor Dumbledore is here!" Mrs.Granger yelled. Hermione grabbed her shawl and hurried out to meet him. There, Dumbledore stood in front of Mrs.Granger, dressed in a red and gold tuxedo. She smiled and he smiled back.
"Are you ready to leave, Miss Granger? I'll explain how things work on the way," Dumbledore said. She nodded and hugged her Mum. Her mother kissed her gently on her forehead, not wanting to mess up her daughter's make up.
"Have a good time," she whispered. Hermione nodded and left with Dumbledore. She looked surprised as they neared a rectangular shaped thing. Hermione didn't know what to call it. But it was amazing, it was like...a phone booth. They stepped in it. Dumbledore explained that it was magically navigated and would take a few minutes to get there.
"You will be given a dance partner. You will be paired up by the Cauldren of Love, you must dance with your partner to be able to stay," he replied," Just so you will not be confused, we wouldn't want that, would we?"
"No, we wouldn't, Professor," Hermione replied. Dumbledore chuckled.
They soon arrived at a large castle. Hermione looked at it in amazment. She stepped out, and was immediatly nervous. As was Dumbledore, for he would be given a partner too, though he was used to it. She followed Albus Dumbledore.
He led her to the entrance, where they entered in through the large doorway, and into a beautiful ballroom. It was decorated with beautiful witchery things, made of gold and silver.There were beautiful flowers and candles,which were charmed to stay in the air. Hermione followed as people surrounded a huge, black cauldren in the center on the floor. Hermione read the information about it. It read, in neat cursive:
This is the Cauldren of Love. It knows who is who and who shall be paired. The Cauldren of Love shall pair thee up with one you would never excpect. You shall dance the night away with him or her, or else leave the ball.
Hermione stood nervously around the Cauldren. Her stomach ached with nervousness. She looked around at everyone. She spotted Malfoy. She rolled her eyes. *Hopefully I won't be paired with...him. *She thought. Draco Malfoy noticed her, but didn't recognize her. He smiled, probably thinking she was pretty.She thought it was funny he didn't recognize her. She listened carefully as the Cauldren neared the G's/=
"Hermione Granger shall be paired with," the Cauldren said,"With Draco Malfoy." Hermione's eyes filled with surprisment and disbelief. Draco stood on the platform, on which the Cauldren sat, looking for the mudblood of which he hated. Hermione made her way to the platform. When Draco saw her, he looked shocked. She smirked as she looked for his father, but was surpriesed to see that he was not there. She didn't think much of it.
"Granger," he said, giving her dirty look that only seemed like a mask. She rolled her eyes, but couldn't help notice how attractive he was. She mentally slapped herself for even thinking that.
"Malfoy,"she replied, in a tone that showed deep hate. They knew they would have to dance with eachother, in order to go to the 7th Year's Ball. So they left the platform and started dancing on the dance floor. They danced to the Wizard's Classical Music,which wasn't much diffrent then Muggle classical music. They barely talked or made eye contact. They would tallk once in awhile, when Dumbledore was looking, but that was it.
"I really can't believe I'm dancing with a mudblood," he said, looking down at her. He had too, he was taller than she. He didn't sound like he meant it, but Hermione didn't notice. She really didn't say anything.
"I can't believe I'm dancing with a Malfoy," she whispered. They didn't say much afterwords. Both were ready to leave, or at least acted like it.
Time was going by quickly, for the ball was ending, the last song was playing. They danced, both would never admit they were enjoying themselves. When the last song ended they seperated rather quickly, like they were algeric to eachother.
Hermione left with Dumbledore, who didn't say much. They were quiet on the way back. Both had to dance with people who they hated and who hated them back.How unlucky! "Thankyou, goodbye Professor," Hermione said. Dumbledore nodded a goodbye. Hermione stepped out and entered her house.
"How was it?" her mother asked. Hermione sighed, she would never admit the fact that she enjoyed herself...dancing with Malfoy.
"It was okay," Hermione said,"Except for the fact that Malfoy was my dance partner. I'm going to bed." Mrs. Granger nodded, in disapointment. She had wanted a little more information from her daughter.
Hermione threw herself onto her bed and closed her eyes. She tried to sleep but her mind kept thinking of Draco Malfoy. She tried to stop herself. She hit herself mentally and told herself 'no.' But no matter what, she could not leave the thought of him behind. Little did she know, Draco Malfoy was going through the same thing with her.His thoughts lingering on that mudblood, Hermione Granger.
A/N: Please review!!! Hope that was a bit better! Tell me what you thought!