The next day, the hours rolled by all to quickly for Ginny and Hermione. Before they knew it, it was 6:00 and they had just jumped out of the shower. Hermione had concocted a straightening potion the night before, and shampooed with it. When her hair was dry, it was silky and straight, quite a contrast from the usual bush that grew on her head. She used a muggle tool called a curling iron to add a few spirals to her now-flat hair, and placed a ruby tiara on her head. She sprayed her hair with red glitter that made her shimmer from every angle. Then, she got dressed in a glamorous dress that had cost her a fortune. It was a long and flowing with a tube-top that allowed her to accent her collarbones with a twinkling ruby necklace. The entire gown was made of a rich, scarlet silk and the bottom had a slight trail coming off of it. It had a deeper, almost maroon ribbon strung along the bottom. She had tall shoes (After all, she didn't want won to tower over her) that had clear heels and soles, but had a red bow made out of a sheer red ribbon, fastening her perfectly groomed feet to the shoe. Then there were her earrings. Her ears were never pierced, but Lavender (who always had her nose in the latest edition of 'Teen Witch") had taught her a charm to form temporary holes in her ears. Hermione had two tiny roses in the lobe of each ear, and a tiny ruby in the upper cuff of her left ear. Hermione looked the best she ever had in her entire life, but didn't even compare to Ginny.
Although no Gryffander girl looked in any way shabby, everybody accepted that there was no way anyone could compare to Ginny's stunning beauty. Her dress was nothing expensive (The Weasley's couldn't afford anything extravagent), it was actually quite simple. It had thin spaghetti straps, with a shoestring tie loosely hanging over her smooth, peach back. The entire dress was midnight blue, with silver rhinestones scattered about. The dress was shorter, only about halfway between her high-thigh and knee. Her legs were smooth and shaved, and she had navy blue shoes with a pretty big heel. The shoes had ribbon that tied halfway up to her knee, in a similar fashion to that of a ballet slipper. She had Lavender and Parvati do her hair in a magnificent updo that accent her fragile cheekbones. The ripples and spirals of hair occaisonaly were adorned with a twinkling rhinestone. Her face was pale, and completely rid of any freckle that used to reside on her now smooth and flawless skin. Her eyes were dark but vibrant, and her lips were soft and sparkling. She was the picture of perfection.
Harry and Ron waited at least 20 minutes in the common room for the girls to come down. Each one made sure the other didn't know how excited that they felt about their date. Ron had used a bit too much aftershave, and Harry's shoes didn't quite match his socks, but overall they were both quite handsome. Every minute Ron and Harry waited, they grew a bit more nervous. Harry even found it - amusing that not HE was nervous about seeing Ginny, not vice-versa.
Hermione came down the stairs first, sliding one hand down the armrail, and using the other to lift her skirt . She smiled at Ron, who, in great awe and shock of her beauty, didn't even smile back, but opened his eyes a bit wider, and blushed even redder than Hermione's gown. She glided over to him, and took his arm.
"Ready?" She asked him, taking a step towards the door.
"Yeah,"Ron replied, still in a daze.
Ron and Hermione left, leaving Harry to wait alone. When Ginny finally came down the stairs, however, Harry knew that it was all worth the wait. Harry smiled at her, and she returned the gesture.
"Hey Harry," she said, reaching her delicate hands into Harrys, and facing him sweetly.
"Hi Ginny, "He replied, lacing his fingers between her manicured ones. He smiled at her, and stared deep into her endless eyes. He thought about kissing her, right there, although he knew it would be crazy. He hadn't even really talked to her, and had actually just really met her yesterday, although he had known her for yeard. Crazy...
"You look... amazing!" Harry continued.
"Thank you. You look fantastic as well," Ginny said. "Let's go dance."
"Okay,"Harry replied, letting go of one of her hands, and still cradling the other, as they approached the Great Hall. It was romantically set, with only the warm fuzzy light of floating red hearts that glowed and flickered. A quick paced song was playing, and Harry glanced over to Ron.
"Hermione and Ron sure are getting along fine," Harry commented, his eyes fixed on them in the corner. Ron was sitting down with Hermione on his lap. She appeared to be holding a candy heart in her finders, and then she stuck the sweet (and her fingers) in his mouth. Ron was clearly satisfied to he indulging in his two favorite things - Hermione AND candy.
"Yep - I didn't know Hermione could be so... such a ... party animal?" Ginny said, surveying the scene, looking a bit disgraced at her brother. The fast song ended, and a much slower beat pierced the air. Ginny took her eyes off of the unusual situation, and turned to face Harry, "would you like to dance, Harry?"
"Yes," Harry placed his hands on her tiny waist, and Ginny's hands glided over Harry's broad shoulders, and she placed her cheek on his warm chest. They began slowly rocking back and fourth to the music. Harry looked down at her, and kissed the top or her head fondly. Ginny looked up at him.
"You're beautiful," He said, rubbing a hand through her hair.
Ginny didn't know how to respond. She loved him so much. So, she just smiled up at him, and looked at his lovely green eyes. Slowly, her lips moved towards his. She gave him a light kiss on the lips, which soon escaleded into a deep, passionate one. It was so involved, and meaningful. They both knew that they could kiss this same person for the rest of their lives.
Both of their eyes snapped open.
Ron.
Although no Gryffander girl looked in any way shabby, everybody accepted that there was no way anyone could compare to Ginny's stunning beauty. Her dress was nothing expensive (The Weasley's couldn't afford anything extravagent), it was actually quite simple. It had thin spaghetti straps, with a shoestring tie loosely hanging over her smooth, peach back. The entire dress was midnight blue, with silver rhinestones scattered about. The dress was shorter, only about halfway between her high-thigh and knee. Her legs were smooth and shaved, and she had navy blue shoes with a pretty big heel. The shoes had ribbon that tied halfway up to her knee, in a similar fashion to that of a ballet slipper. She had Lavender and Parvati do her hair in a magnificent updo that accent her fragile cheekbones. The ripples and spirals of hair occaisonaly were adorned with a twinkling rhinestone. Her face was pale, and completely rid of any freckle that used to reside on her now smooth and flawless skin. Her eyes were dark but vibrant, and her lips were soft and sparkling. She was the picture of perfection.
Harry and Ron waited at least 20 minutes in the common room for the girls to come down. Each one made sure the other didn't know how excited that they felt about their date. Ron had used a bit too much aftershave, and Harry's shoes didn't quite match his socks, but overall they were both quite handsome. Every minute Ron and Harry waited, they grew a bit more nervous. Harry even found it - amusing that not HE was nervous about seeing Ginny, not vice-versa.
Hermione came down the stairs first, sliding one hand down the armrail, and using the other to lift her skirt . She smiled at Ron, who, in great awe and shock of her beauty, didn't even smile back, but opened his eyes a bit wider, and blushed even redder than Hermione's gown. She glided over to him, and took his arm.
"Ready?" She asked him, taking a step towards the door.
"Yeah,"Ron replied, still in a daze.
Ron and Hermione left, leaving Harry to wait alone. When Ginny finally came down the stairs, however, Harry knew that it was all worth the wait. Harry smiled at her, and she returned the gesture.
"Hey Harry," she said, reaching her delicate hands into Harrys, and facing him sweetly.
"Hi Ginny, "He replied, lacing his fingers between her manicured ones. He smiled at her, and stared deep into her endless eyes. He thought about kissing her, right there, although he knew it would be crazy. He hadn't even really talked to her, and had actually just really met her yesterday, although he had known her for yeard. Crazy...
"You look... amazing!" Harry continued.
"Thank you. You look fantastic as well," Ginny said. "Let's go dance."
"Okay,"Harry replied, letting go of one of her hands, and still cradling the other, as they approached the Great Hall. It was romantically set, with only the warm fuzzy light of floating red hearts that glowed and flickered. A quick paced song was playing, and Harry glanced over to Ron.
"Hermione and Ron sure are getting along fine," Harry commented, his eyes fixed on them in the corner. Ron was sitting down with Hermione on his lap. She appeared to be holding a candy heart in her finders, and then she stuck the sweet (and her fingers) in his mouth. Ron was clearly satisfied to he indulging in his two favorite things - Hermione AND candy.
"Yep - I didn't know Hermione could be so... such a ... party animal?" Ginny said, surveying the scene, looking a bit disgraced at her brother. The fast song ended, and a much slower beat pierced the air. Ginny took her eyes off of the unusual situation, and turned to face Harry, "would you like to dance, Harry?"
"Yes," Harry placed his hands on her tiny waist, and Ginny's hands glided over Harry's broad shoulders, and she placed her cheek on his warm chest. They began slowly rocking back and fourth to the music. Harry looked down at her, and kissed the top or her head fondly. Ginny looked up at him.
"You're beautiful," He said, rubbing a hand through her hair.
Ginny didn't know how to respond. She loved him so much. So, she just smiled up at him, and looked at his lovely green eyes. Slowly, her lips moved towards his. She gave him a light kiss on the lips, which soon escaleded into a deep, passionate one. It was so involved, and meaningful. They both knew that they could kiss this same person for the rest of their lives.
Both of their eyes snapped open.
Ron.