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Chapter III
"What's up?" Ron asked, opening the door of Harry's room
Harry took a deep breath:
"Nothing."
"Yeah, and I really believe that." Ron answered, sarcasticaly "Now tell me the truth; what's up?"
"I told you; it's nothing." Harry repeated, putting his glasses over the bedside table
"Well, if you say so; but you can't fool me." Ron started "I know, when something is bothering you. And I'm not the only one to notice that; everyone did. Since the beginning of the year, you're to quiet for your own good. Even about Quidditch, you don't interest anymore. If Voldemort was still alive, yeah, I would understand all of this but no; Voldemort is dead and buried and you're out of the blue since you awake until you sleep." Ron paused for a second "You know you can tell me everything; I'm your best friend, after all."
"That's not the point." Harry started "I just need some time alone. I need to be by myself for a few days, to understand one thing."
"But, what is it? Maybe I can help."
"No, you can't. No one can't." Harry answered "But you'll see; in a few days, I'll be the same Harry again. But, for now, can you leave me alone? I want to sleep."
"Ok. " Ron said, approaching the door "Goodnight."
And with that, Harry rolled on his bed and tried to sleep.
~*~
"Are you sure, they'll say yes?"
"Of course, they will. I'm totaly sure about that."
"What about clothes? We have to know what we're going to wear, to buy it."
"Let everything to me. You just have to come with me, in the next Hogsmead weekend."
"All right; but when do you think we're going to talk with the guys?"
"Tomorrow. The trip to Hogsmead is in three days, and we have to be sure they'll say yes. We have to be quick on doing the invitations. Besides, they have a game tomorrow; you can ask them then."
"I have to admit, I'm a little nervous."
"Why? You're not going to recieve a 'no'. I'm sure of it."
"Neither you."
"Well, the only one who can recieve a 'no' is me, so stop saying you're nervous or something like that."
"Ha! You must be kidding me; do you really think you're going to recieve a 'no'? You must be joking."
"Ok, let's stop this right now. That's besides the point; all we have to think is about the boys."
"So, you're saying you already gived a thought about the clothes?"
"Of course I did; I have everything in my mind. Didn't you said, you wanted to give a heart attack to the guys? That 'dream' is going to happen."
"Now, I'm scared."
"Are you saying you don't trust me? That really get into my heart!"
"No, I'm not saying that! I'm just not sure about the kind of clothes we're going to wear; what if Dumbledore doens't let us?"
"Dumbledore wouldn't let us go naked, but that's not going to happen. We can go and show a little, but nothing like that. I don't have the courage to do that."
"But, ya know...it's not a bad thought."
"Hey!"
"Joking, joking."
"Yeah, right. Now you say it's a joke, as if you wouldn't say no if we were going naked."
"Whatever."
The other two girls started laughing, only to be followed by the other sometime later.
~*~
Lavender, Ginny and Hermione started to look around, a little nervous, while Ron raised his eyebrow and Harry stared at the sky. They were sitting on the Quidditch standars, trying to focus on the Hufflepuff vs Ravenclaw game, that was happening. Ron would say something time to time to Harry and the other Gryffindor guys, but he would also look to the girls, who were looking to the
players and to the other students, around the field. He could almost say, they were looking for someone. Harry, was the opposite, everytime he lower his head, he would look to one of the girls (Ron couldn't figure out which one, but he was almost sure it was Hermione), shake his head and look at the sky again, or at the game. The girls didn't seem to notice they were in the middle of the game,
since they would always whisper something to each others, looking at a certain point, and start to laugh quietly. 'Why is everyone looking so crazy?', Ron asked to himself 'So, out of the blue?'. It's then that Lee Jordan yelled:
"The seeker of Ravenclaw chatchs the snitch. Ravenclaw wins!"
Everyone startws clapping and yelling, but Ron noticed that none of his friends were doing it; they didn't even seem to notice the game was over:
'What's going on? Would it be because of the Ball? It seems so; everyone started to go crazy after Dumbledore's announcement.' he thought
"Go, Lavender. " Hermione whispered, pushing the girl "He's right over there; go talk to him."
"But what am I going to say?" the girl asked, and Ginny rolled her eyes:
"Are you with problems to talk with a guy? I can't believe it."
"I'm not with problems; it's just...I don't know him, very well. " Lavender answered, looking nervous
"Just ask him to go with you, as friends." Hermione started "I'm sure, he'll say yes. But if you don't want, we can go and..."
"No!" Lavender exclaimed, before taking a deep breath "I'll go."
"Go girl! " Ginny exclaimed and Lavender started walking towards a tall, well builted guy; with a beautifull brown hair, and gorgeous blue eyes. She knew him; he was the seeker from Hufflepuff, and it was very funny to be with (that, she heard from many girls), and it was a great guy. Approaching slowly, Lavender cleared her throat:
"Humm...Jack? Jack Williams?" the boy looked at her, with an questionaly look "Hum...I believe you don't know me or, maybe you do...we have Divination together and..."
"You're Lavender Brown, from Gryffindor. " Jack interrupted, doing a smile " Of course I know you; at least from face. Trelawney is always saying you have great potencial to be a Seer."
Blushing, Lavender cleared her throat again:
"Thanks...but, that's not the point. I wanted to ask you something, before you desappear in the crown. Oh, sorry, I forgot; good game."
"Thanks, but what did you wanted to ask me?"
Lavender took a deep breath:
"I just wanted to ask you, if you want to go to the dance with me. " she started, flushing a deep red "My friends told me you wanted to go to the dance, but you don't have anyone to go with. And, since I don't have either, I was wondering if you wanted to go."
"What kind of dance?" Jack asked, looking a little interest
Lavender clapped her hands, nervously:
"Me...and my friends...we're going to dance a... a dirrty song. But it's not that kind of dirrty."
"Dirrty, huh? " Jack asked, putting a hand to his chin
"It's not very dirrty, but it has some...hum...sexy or provocative parts, but nothing else."
"Hum..." Jack stood silent for some seconds, while Lavender crossed her fingers behind her back "Yeah ok, I'll go."
Lavender smiled:
"Really? Are you serious?"
"Of course I'm serious; it will be fun. But just as friends, right? " Jack asked, extending his hand
"Yes, of course, just as friends." Lavender answered, nodding "Where do we meet?"
"Hum..how about eight, in the library?"
"Ok!" Lavender exclaimed
"Hey, how are we going to pratice de dance?" Jack asked, when Lavender was about to turn around
"Oh, silly me, I forgot about that." Lavender said, putting a hand on her head "We're going to start practicing after the trip to Hogsmead. My friend, Hermione, is still trying to find a place for us, but I think she already did. But, when I know, I'll say something to you. Ok?"
"Sure, it was good to talk to you Lavender." Jack started "But, I really have to go now."
"Yeah, me too. Good game and...see ya later." after saying goodbye, Lavender run to the Gryffindor common room, whit a huge smile on her face.
~*~
"Ok Virginia Weasley, you can do this. What is the worst thing that can happen? Get a kick on my butt." Ginny replied, while walking towards the library "But how am I suppose to talk to him? Go to him and ask if he wants to me my partner dance, it's terrible. C'mon Ginny, you can find a way. He was tutor you, two years ago; maybe he still remembers you. And you heard Hermione; he doens't have a partner." without taking care, Ginny turned on a corridor and bumps into someone, making both of them to fall backwards:
"I'm so sorry!" a voice exclaimed and, after looking up, Ginny saw herself in front of a black hair guy with beautiful brown eyes. He was very handsome "Are you ok?"
Looking a little lower, Ginny saw his hand and, after nodding with her head, she used the help to get up:
"Thanks." she muttered, as she tried to mantain her balance
"Do you need to see Madam Pomfrey, or something?" the boy asked "You hit the ground pretty hard."
"No, it's ok." Ginny said "Hum...you're David O'Neil, right?"
"Yes and you are? Wait! Ginny Weasley?! " Ginny smiled and noded " Wow, I haven't heard anything from you, since that time I was tutoring you in Transfiguration. How are you?"
"I'm fine, and you?"
"I have to admit I would be better if I had someone to go to the Ball with me, but no one had come to this poor Ranveclaw." Ginny's smile wide: he had always have a great sense of humor "What can I say? Girls don't like me."
"Or maybe they do, but they're scared to ask you to go to the Ball with them. But, maybe, someone has heard your call." Ginny replied
"Who?" David asked, rasing his eyebrow
"Well..." Ginny cleared her throat "I really need someone to go to the Ball and to the dance with me. I'm going to dance with two friends of mine... Hermione Granger, remember?"
"Oh, yeah; she helped me in Charms. I still talk to her, sometimes. But, what kind of dance?"
"Well, I think you're going to say 'no', after my answer, but I'll try. It's a little dirrty." Ginny answered, blushing a little
"Dirrty?" David repeated, looking a bit shock "Really?"
"Hum...yeah...we wanted to do something different."
"And Dumbledore let you?"
"As Hermione have said; Dumbledore wouldn't let us if we were going naked, but we aren't."
"Oh, so you want to shock the students?"
"Can't say that didn't cross my mind." Ginny replied, smilling " So, wanna came? We still din't find out a place to pratice, but Hermione is taking care of that."
"So you're asking me to dance a dirrty song, shock the students and the professors and you think I'll going to say 'no'?" David asked, before smiling "Not even in dreams; of course I'll do it! I really need some fun in my live." Ginny clapped her hands " I'll be waiting for you, to say me were are we going to practice, all right?"
"Thanks David, thanks a lot." Ginny gave him a quick hug "It's good to know, you're still the same guy. Oh, I almos forgot, I need your measures to make your clothes at Hogsmead. Me and the girls are going on the trip to take take care of ours, so..."
"Wait, why can't I go with you? " David asked
"I thought you wanna go with your friends." Ginny replied
"It's the same thing. You're my friends, even though we don't speak a lot with each other." David said "I'll see you at Madam Malkins... But we're going like friends, right? To the Ball?"
"Yes, of course. I really need to go now, see ya."
"Bye. And don't forget, the trip and to tell me were are going to be made the reversals!"
"Ok, bye!" Ginny exclaimed, walking down the hall "Wow, that went well. "
~*~
"Ron, have you seen Oliver?"
Ron looked up from his chess game, with an eyebrow raised:
"Why are you looking for Oliver?"
Hermione rolled her eyes:
"Don't answer with another question, and just tell me."
"He's with Harry; down the Quidditch field."
"Thanks. " Hermione said, before walking away from the common room
~*~
"Oliver, can I make you a question?" Harry asked, grabbing his broom
"Yeah, shoot."
"You have a girlfriend, right?"
"Yes, why? " Oliver asked, taking his T-shirt off
"Hum...how did you know? I mean...how did you find out you were...hum..."
"In love?" Oliver finished, as he grabbed another T-shirt
Harry blushed a little:
"Yes...how did you find out you were in love?"
"How did I know, I was in love?" Oliver repeated "Well, I can't explain...we were great friends for years, and we couldn't live without each other. In that time it was just that; we were two friends who couldn't live without the company of the other. But, one day...how can I explain...we just knew... it was like looking at each other eyes, and puff, we knew it. No words were said, or gestures were made." Oliver gave Harry an odd look "Why are you asking me that? Are you in love?"
Harry blushed a little harder, and looked away:
"No, of course not."
Oliver laughed:
"Let me guess; it's Hermione, ins't it?" Harry looked at him, eyes wide "And don't give me that look, everyone is waiting to see you both together since...since when? 3rd, 4th year? And, for your knowledge, there are bets been done on the school about you two."
"Bets?" Harry asked, confused "What kind of bets?"
"That's not important right now, and why are you so interest? Wasn't you who sid, you're not in love?"
When Harry was about to answers, footsteps started to be heard and, looking at the door, both boys saw themselves looking to a brown hair girl, with sweet brown eyes. Her hair was full of curls, that were shining with help from the moonlight and her eyes were looking a little misterious:
"Humm, can I came in? " she asked
"Speaking on the devil." Oliver whispered "Of course you can come in, Hermione."
Smiling, the girl entered and closed the door behind her:
"I want to speak with you."
"I'll let you two alone." Oliver said, but Hermione shook her head:
"Hum..it's with you I want to speak Oliver, not Harry." she said, before looking at the raiven hair boy "Do you mind, Harry?"
"No, not at all." Harry said "I was going, anyway."
He was almost reaching the door, when Hermione whispered:
"I want to talk to you."
Nodding with his head, Harry opened the door and got out.
"So, " Oliver started, after seeing the door closing "what's up?"
"Nothing much." Hermione answered "The thing is, I need you to do a favour for me."
"Oh? And what can I do?"
"Well, I'm sure you've already heard that me and the girls are going to the Dance. And we need boy's help...for the dance; and I wanted to ask you if you wanted to be my dance partner."
"Excuse me?" Oliver asked, raising an eyebrow
~*~
Hermione knocked on Harry's door:
"Come in."
Opening the door slowly, Hermione entered and this time she noticed there was more light, since the last time she had been there. And, this time, Harry was looking through the window:
"Harry, can I talk to you?" Harry nodded "Hum...I wanted to ask you if you're ok. I mean, we haven't talk much, since the beginning of the year, and I'm starting to think that...I don't know... maybe I did something to upset you."
Harry looked at her, before walking towards his friend:
"No Hermione, you haven't done anything. " he said, grabbing her hands "It's just...something I have to do for my own."
"You always do everything by yourself." Hermione said, letting go his hand and crossing her arms "You're always trying to figure everything, alone. I'm your friend Harry, I'm always here to help you. I want to help you, but how am I suppose to help you, when you don't tell me a thing? How can I help you, if you don't let me?"
"Hermione, I can't accept your help, because this is something I really need to do for my own."
Hermione rolled her eyes:
"Fine, if you want to be alone, I'll leave you right now, but believe me when I say that you can't do everything alone. You're not made of stone, you're not made of something indestructible and, the most important thing, you're not alone." she started to turn, but a hand on her arm stopped her:
"No, it's not that... " Harry trailled off and Hermione looked at him:
"Then, what is it?" she asked "Everytime I try to came closer to you, to talk, you push me away. I'm sick of it. I'm sick of being pushed aside, just because you're sure something bad will happen. Let it happen, if it must, I don't care! You're my friend...my best friend, and I'll be always with you. Even when you think, I'm not."
"I know that Hermione, I don't think I'll be able to thank you for everything you have done, in my entire life." Harry started, looking at the floor and taking his hand off the girl's arm "You're more then my best friend...you're like my angel. You were the only one who saw me by who I am; you've been always at my side, even before I asked for help. And..." Harry took a deep breath "I don't think I
can possible show you how much I appreciate to have you as my friend...my angel."
Hermione blushed and grabbed Harry's hand:
"There's a way, for you to thank me." she whispered "By being my friend, and by putting in your thick head that I'll be always here, to help you."
"What would I do, without you?" Harry whispered, closing his eyes "I really don't know, and I don't want to find out."
"Ohh..." Hermione said, putting her arms around Harry and giving him a long hug "I'm flattered."
Harry smiled and huged her back:
"You know what, Hermione?" he asked "Thank you."
Slowly, Hermione stepped back with her eyebrow raised:
"And from where did that come from?"
"Well..." Harry blushed a bit "you remember I said that I had a problem, right?" Hermione nodded "You told me the answer."
"I did?" Hermione asked, confused "How? What did I do?"
"Be yourself."
Hermione looked at Harry's eyes confused, but when she saw what's inside the boys eyes, she felt her heart stop: trust, care, loyality and...
'No, you're imagining things.' Hermione told herself 'Why would he look at you, that way? He's your best friend.'
"What do you mean, by that? " Hermione whispered, noticing her voice trembling
"You know Hermione," Harry started, in a whisper " for someone so clever, you can be reallly slow sometimes..."
Hermione couldn't help to notice the way Harry was closing the space between them:
"And what do you mean by that? " Hermione whispered back
She could see Harry's eyes looking at her lips and the truth was that she couldn't help but look at his too. 'What am I thinking?' Hermione asked 'He's my best friend.!'
However, none of them could stop their steps towards each other.
~*~
"So, we're going to Hogsmead tomorrow? " Oliver askws "I don't know if I have time to go, I have Quiddicth pratice."
"Please, Oliver." Lavender said "But, if you can't, just tell Hermione your measures and she'll buy the robes for you."
"But, what if I don't like them?" Oliver asked, before shaking his head "No, I'm coming with you. I'll meet you in the Three Bromsticks, at 11 a.m. Ok?"
Lavender smiled:
"Perfect." she was about to turn to her dorm, well she looked at Oliver once more time "Can you make me a favour?"
Oliver raised his eyebrow:
"If it's about the Ball, sorry but I'm going with someone else."
Lavender looked confused for a moment, before open her eyes wide:
"No!" she exclaimed "I'm going with Jack Williams, anyway."
"Hey!" Oliver exclaimed "Are you saying you wouldn't go with me?"
"I'm not saying that, so stop playing with me." Lavender replied, before doing a serious face "I need you to go and see Harry."
"Harry?" Oliver repeated, confused "Why? Something wrong?"
"Well...you've being with Harry since the first year, and you play Quiddicth with him so, I'm thinking you must know him, even if just a little."
"Yeah, a bit, why?" Oliver asked, before blinking his eyes "Do you like Harry?"
"NO!" Lavender exclaimed "I don't like Harry, at least, not like that."
"Oh."
"I just wanted to ask, if you could find out if Harry does, or not, have feelings for Hermione." Lavender continued "I know Hermione likes Harry, but I think she's to scared to tell him."
"I believe everyone knows they're in love, except for themselves." Oliver replied "But ok, I have to tell Harry about the pratice tomorrow, so I'll ask him something."
Lavender smiled:
"Thanks Oliver, a lot. Goodnight." and after hearding Oliver saying 'goodnight', she entered in the 7th year girls dormitory.
Oliver shook his head, before start walking towards Harry's door, which was open:
"Hey Harry! " he exclaimed, stopping in the middle of the door "Can I came in?"
However it was then that he saws that he had interrupt something: Harry and Hermione both jump backwards and while Hermione looks down, Harry cleared his throat and looked to Oliver:
"Yes Oliver?" he asked, trying not to show the red color on his face
"Oh so sorry... " the boy started, feeling embaraced and frustrated because of what he had interrupt "I didn't know you were here, Hermione."
The girl looked at him:
"That's all right." Hermione replied, before looking at Harry "Well, goodnight." with that, she gets out of the room after saying a quick 'goodnight' to Oliver, who had seen a little of red in the girl face
'What did you interrupt Oliver Wood?' Oliver asked, slapping himself mentally 'You know how stubborn those two can be and you interrupt such a thing?':
"Do you want something, Oliver?" Harry asked, and Oliver snapped from his thoughts:
"Oh, I just wanted to say that I'm going to Hogsmead tomorrow, so I have to leave the Quiddicth pratice before 11."
"Oh, ok. Thanks." Harry said, clearing his hroat again "Say, Oliver? Do you know what kind of dance the girls are preparing?"
Oliver raised his eyebrow:
"Yes, I know but I'm not going to tell you." he replied "It's a surprise."
"But, it's really dirtty?" Harry pressured, at the same time Oliver was turning towards the door
"The only thing I have to say is if you or Ron start to get jealouse, I wouldn't say I don't see the reason for that." Oliver answered "But you can be relax, I have a girlfriend after all, and Hermione is just a friend."
Harry blushed:
"I wasn't talking about that." he muttered
"Of course you weren't." Oliver replied, sarcasticaly "How could I thought that? But right now I'm going to sleep; have Quiddicth, Hogsmead and reverseal tomorrow. G'night." and with that, he left.
Harry closed the door of his dorm and jumped on his bed:
'What was going to happen, before Oliver came? Was it a good thing or bad thing? I mean, I was almost kissing Hermione!'.
Pulling the sheets over him, Harry rest his head on his pillow and looked at the ceiling:
"And why didn't I stopped? Do I really want to ruin our friendship because of love?"
To Be Continued...
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