Okay here we go again. Now I never received the names of any British bands
so don't yell at me for making Hermione have a slight obsession with
American music. Also I have received only one opinion of the whole RW/??
Issue. Sooooooo it will be RW/OC (JKR). It is still the day of the party,
which is just getting underway.
Harry Potter and the Warriors of Zelcara
Music and Slow-Dancing
Harry was watching most of his guests talk and mingle. He was having a ball. Something had been bugging him though. "Hermione?" Harry whispered to her, "when you said you invited everyone from the D.A. except Marietta, do you mean everyone?"
"Yes . . . Oh no, Harry I forgot." What Hermione had forgotten was Cho Chang, and her feelings about Harry. As if on cue, there was a whooshing from the fireplace, and Cho stood there with Michael Corner (was that the guy she was going with at the end of OotP?). "And the invitations were all plus one." she felt like she had let Harry down.
Harry took a deep breath and walked over to Cho. "Cho," he greeted her, "I'm so glad you could come."
She gave him a light hug, and handed him a small present. Harry, his usual humble self, thanked her profusely for the present. Cho however couldn't seem to keep her eyes off of his face, which Harry still hadn't washed since he had greeted the girls. "Been busy Harry?" Cho asked sarcastically.
"Not really," he said, unaware of how he looked. Cho, disgusted with Harry walked away into the party at large, with Michael in tow.
Harry shrugged and went back to watching his "guests". It was a bizarre scene in one corner, as Mr. Weasly had finally cornered Mrs. Granger, and was grilling her all about Muggle things, especially medicine. Luckily, Evelyn Granger was the kind who likes to talk. Right next to them, Jenny was grilling Ron all about the Magical world. All of Jenny's attention was focused on Ron, and he loved it. Harry found himself standing next to Hermione, who was also chuckling at the little tableau. In an even more bizarre scene, Hagrid had struck up a rather animated discussion with Dobby on whether boggarts were adorable (Hagrid's position) or annoying (Dobby's position).
"Harry," Hermione asked, "Do you like American music?"
"Don't know," he answered. To be honest Harry didn't even know if he like British music. He had never been given any to listen to except at the Yule Ball in fourth year. "Why?"
"Well, I thought it was about time to start the music, but American music is all that I have."
"Well is sounds great to me Hermione," Harry said.
Dumbledore snuck up behind them and said, "I too agree. Perhaps I could start things off with a spot of Karaoke?"
Hermione didn't see why not, so she handed him the microphone (which took some bewitching to work with all the wizards present. Also it had to be pried from Arthur Weasly's interested hands). He picked a song that no one saw. And everyone began to stare as Albus Dumbledore sang
"Bailamos!
Let the rhythm take you over
Bailamos!
Te quiero amor mio
Bailamos!
I wanna live this life forever
Bailamos!"
When Dumbledore had finished his song, all the others, even Jenny, could only stare. He looked around and said, "Maybe I'll leave the singing to the artists." With that he hit play on the stereo and a medley of different songs began to play.
Harry was swept up by friend after friend, every girl demanding a dance. When the twins saw what Harry was going through, they of course . . . joined in. each forcing Harry to dance with them. They magically altered their voices, so that the sounded like women. They pressed against Harry gyrating and making he laugh so loud. It was expected with them. The dance with Cho was the most uncomfortable. She seemed to want to be held, and Harry wanted her at arms length. Then eventually, there was only one girl left.
"Your turn," he said to Hermione.
"Excuse me," she said. She hadn't been paying attention.
"I'm sorry," Harry said shaking his head, "That was rude. Allow me to rephrase. Hermione Granger, may I have the honor of this dance?"
Hermione heard the a song she loved coming on, "Hot in Hur by Nelly and the St. Lunatics, so she replied, "Why Harry Potter I would be delighted." They made their way onto the dance floor. As they got to the center, someone, Ron with Jenny's help, changed the song to "All My Life" by K-C and Jojo. Harry blushed, but Hermione pressed close to him as they began to sway to the music. As Harry listened to the music, he began to identify.
"Close to me you're like my mother
Close to me you're like my father
Close to me you're like my sister
Close to me you're like my brother"
Almost since the moment Harry had met Hermione, she had been his family. She had been there to cry with, to fight with, to lay down the law, and to laugh with.
"All My Life
I Prayed For Someone Like You
And I Thank God
That I...That I Finally Found You"
Since Harry could remember, he had dreamed of having friends who would be there for him, from the shadows in the cupboard, to traveling with Hagrid in Diagon Alley.
"You're All That I Ever Know,
When You Smile All My Face Always Seems To Glow,
You Turn My Life Around,
You Pick Me Up When I Was Down,
You're All That I Ever Know,"
Whenever Harry was around Hermione lately, she always seemed to find a way to make him smile, even if she didn't intend to. She helped him be a better person. She had saved him from himself more times than he could count. She was everything he had ever asked for in life, it had taken him so long to realize that that which had had always dreamed of, true love, was right in front of him. He looked at her now. She blushed a light pink. She had been thinking similar things.
Unfortunately, they both concluded their thoughts with "but what about our friendship." And so, with the fear of losing their best friend strangling their emotions, they separated, only a few moments after the song ended.
Luckily, almost everyone else had been either dancing, or in the case of most of the Weaslys, giving an expertly delivered "Big-Brother Evil-Eye" as they watched Ginny dance the slow dance with Oliver.
Later Hermione caught up with Ginny to find that she and Oliver had been corresponding over the last year. At first it had been to get tips on her quidditch performance, but now it was a friendship. Ginny admitted, while her face turned the color of her hair, that she was beginning to fall in love with him. Ginny said that she felt stupid for choosing a man six years older than her.
"Always the impossible ones," she said, reprimanding herself. Hermione put her arm on the youngest Weasly's shoulder.
"Ginny, there are only two reasons that Oliver wouldn't go out with you," Hermione said comfortingly, "One: age, but that will change once you're out of Hogwart's. and Two: your brothers. They are already ready to lynch him, and all you did was dance."
Ginny laughed. It was nice that she was able to enjoy the party of her former crush. Ginny needed cheering up, so of course she went to her two twin brothers.
They played some pranks until it was time for the main event. Everyone was demanding that Harry open his presents. Harry took stock of the enormous mountain of gifts. He thought to himself, 'This will double all my worldly possetions." He looked at different ones, trying to decided which to open first, when he noticed that something in Hagrid's gift was breathing. It was with fearful hands that Harry lifted the lid to find . . .
TBC!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
alright!! How did every one like that little bit of fluffyness? Okay, next chap we do presents. And I will accept ideas. I know what Hagrid got him, what the twins got him (I thing that the world knows what the twins got him), and I know what Dobby got him. But that is it. Send an idea if you like. By the way . . . thank you to david M. Potter, and Hakubo for suggesting RW/JKR. Everyone enjoy the party, have some cake, and get ready for an interesting time.
Harry Potter and the Warriors of Zelcara
Music and Slow-Dancing
Harry was watching most of his guests talk and mingle. He was having a ball. Something had been bugging him though. "Hermione?" Harry whispered to her, "when you said you invited everyone from the D.A. except Marietta, do you mean everyone?"
"Yes . . . Oh no, Harry I forgot." What Hermione had forgotten was Cho Chang, and her feelings about Harry. As if on cue, there was a whooshing from the fireplace, and Cho stood there with Michael Corner (was that the guy she was going with at the end of OotP?). "And the invitations were all plus one." she felt like she had let Harry down.
Harry took a deep breath and walked over to Cho. "Cho," he greeted her, "I'm so glad you could come."
She gave him a light hug, and handed him a small present. Harry, his usual humble self, thanked her profusely for the present. Cho however couldn't seem to keep her eyes off of his face, which Harry still hadn't washed since he had greeted the girls. "Been busy Harry?" Cho asked sarcastically.
"Not really," he said, unaware of how he looked. Cho, disgusted with Harry walked away into the party at large, with Michael in tow.
Harry shrugged and went back to watching his "guests". It was a bizarre scene in one corner, as Mr. Weasly had finally cornered Mrs. Granger, and was grilling her all about Muggle things, especially medicine. Luckily, Evelyn Granger was the kind who likes to talk. Right next to them, Jenny was grilling Ron all about the Magical world. All of Jenny's attention was focused on Ron, and he loved it. Harry found himself standing next to Hermione, who was also chuckling at the little tableau. In an even more bizarre scene, Hagrid had struck up a rather animated discussion with Dobby on whether boggarts were adorable (Hagrid's position) or annoying (Dobby's position).
"Harry," Hermione asked, "Do you like American music?"
"Don't know," he answered. To be honest Harry didn't even know if he like British music. He had never been given any to listen to except at the Yule Ball in fourth year. "Why?"
"Well, I thought it was about time to start the music, but American music is all that I have."
"Well is sounds great to me Hermione," Harry said.
Dumbledore snuck up behind them and said, "I too agree. Perhaps I could start things off with a spot of Karaoke?"
Hermione didn't see why not, so she handed him the microphone (which took some bewitching to work with all the wizards present. Also it had to be pried from Arthur Weasly's interested hands). He picked a song that no one saw. And everyone began to stare as Albus Dumbledore sang
"Bailamos!
Let the rhythm take you over
Bailamos!
Te quiero amor mio
Bailamos!
I wanna live this life forever
Bailamos!"
When Dumbledore had finished his song, all the others, even Jenny, could only stare. He looked around and said, "Maybe I'll leave the singing to the artists." With that he hit play on the stereo and a medley of different songs began to play.
Harry was swept up by friend after friend, every girl demanding a dance. When the twins saw what Harry was going through, they of course . . . joined in. each forcing Harry to dance with them. They magically altered their voices, so that the sounded like women. They pressed against Harry gyrating and making he laugh so loud. It was expected with them. The dance with Cho was the most uncomfortable. She seemed to want to be held, and Harry wanted her at arms length. Then eventually, there was only one girl left.
"Your turn," he said to Hermione.
"Excuse me," she said. She hadn't been paying attention.
"I'm sorry," Harry said shaking his head, "That was rude. Allow me to rephrase. Hermione Granger, may I have the honor of this dance?"
Hermione heard the a song she loved coming on, "Hot in Hur by Nelly and the St. Lunatics, so she replied, "Why Harry Potter I would be delighted." They made their way onto the dance floor. As they got to the center, someone, Ron with Jenny's help, changed the song to "All My Life" by K-C and Jojo. Harry blushed, but Hermione pressed close to him as they began to sway to the music. As Harry listened to the music, he began to identify.
"Close to me you're like my mother
Close to me you're like my father
Close to me you're like my sister
Close to me you're like my brother"
Almost since the moment Harry had met Hermione, she had been his family. She had been there to cry with, to fight with, to lay down the law, and to laugh with.
"All My Life
I Prayed For Someone Like You
And I Thank God
That I...That I Finally Found You"
Since Harry could remember, he had dreamed of having friends who would be there for him, from the shadows in the cupboard, to traveling with Hagrid in Diagon Alley.
"You're All That I Ever Know,
When You Smile All My Face Always Seems To Glow,
You Turn My Life Around,
You Pick Me Up When I Was Down,
You're All That I Ever Know,"
Whenever Harry was around Hermione lately, she always seemed to find a way to make him smile, even if she didn't intend to. She helped him be a better person. She had saved him from himself more times than he could count. She was everything he had ever asked for in life, it had taken him so long to realize that that which had had always dreamed of, true love, was right in front of him. He looked at her now. She blushed a light pink. She had been thinking similar things.
Unfortunately, they both concluded their thoughts with "but what about our friendship." And so, with the fear of losing their best friend strangling their emotions, they separated, only a few moments after the song ended.
Luckily, almost everyone else had been either dancing, or in the case of most of the Weaslys, giving an expertly delivered "Big-Brother Evil-Eye" as they watched Ginny dance the slow dance with Oliver.
Later Hermione caught up with Ginny to find that she and Oliver had been corresponding over the last year. At first it had been to get tips on her quidditch performance, but now it was a friendship. Ginny admitted, while her face turned the color of her hair, that she was beginning to fall in love with him. Ginny said that she felt stupid for choosing a man six years older than her.
"Always the impossible ones," she said, reprimanding herself. Hermione put her arm on the youngest Weasly's shoulder.
"Ginny, there are only two reasons that Oliver wouldn't go out with you," Hermione said comfortingly, "One: age, but that will change once you're out of Hogwart's. and Two: your brothers. They are already ready to lynch him, and all you did was dance."
Ginny laughed. It was nice that she was able to enjoy the party of her former crush. Ginny needed cheering up, so of course she went to her two twin brothers.
They played some pranks until it was time for the main event. Everyone was demanding that Harry open his presents. Harry took stock of the enormous mountain of gifts. He thought to himself, 'This will double all my worldly possetions." He looked at different ones, trying to decided which to open first, when he noticed that something in Hagrid's gift was breathing. It was with fearful hands that Harry lifted the lid to find . . .
TBC!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
alright!! How did every one like that little bit of fluffyness? Okay, next chap we do presents. And I will accept ideas. I know what Hagrid got him, what the twins got him (I thing that the world knows what the twins got him), and I know what Dobby got him. But that is it. Send an idea if you like. By the way . . . thank you to david M. Potter, and Hakubo for suggesting RW/JKR. Everyone enjoy the party, have some cake, and get ready for an interesting time.