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I only own Demeter, Alonzo, Dusty, and the plot.
Such a long wait, but it's worth it. This is to be a looong chapter! Quite possibly the longest chapter I've ever written! I hope you enjoy. On to more pressing matters, I will tell you who the 150th reviewer was. Dracosgurl_chrissy! Woohoo! I wasn't sure what your personality was like so I improvised. I hoped all of you love this chapter as much as I do. The plot will thicken next chapter!
Sheyla Potter: Yes, I love Harry's new look. *grins evilly* He's a lot like Bill. Tehe. He looks like my boyfriend! Woohoo!
Dracosgurl_chrissy: Whoa! And you said 'One thing I know it won't be me cause I never win stuff like that.' Lol. Well you did win! Enjoy your five seconds of fame!
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Black Magic
Hermione ran out onto the field, speeding towards Harry and Ginny. Draco dismounted his broom and sprinted over to the small group. Harry was still hovering on his broom.
" 'Mione, levitate her," Harry said.
Hermione nodded and produced her wand from her robe. She whispered the incantation, and Ginny levitated two feet off of the ground. Madam Promphry ran up to them and performed many spells on the unconscious Ginny as they went back to school.
Blaise and Ron soon caught up to them. They had been forced to return their quidditch items to their proper storerooms.
"Is she alright?" Blaise and Ron yelled when they had cornered Hermione and Draco in the Infirmary.
Harry and Ginny were behind a curtain. Ginny was unconscious, and Harry sat by her side, holding her hand.
Hermione blinked feverishly in surprise. "Uh. she's going to be sore for a while. Apparently, the impact messed up her abdominal muscles. Madam Promphrey had to use quite a lot of spells just to rearrange the muscles," she explained.
(Ugh, I was watching a miracle show when I wrote Ginny's incident. Some guy was jet skiing (racing in a national tournament) and his engine stalled. Another jet skier collided with him and they hit him in the abdominal. It was a miracle that he survived and had the courage to race again! *wipes away tears*)
Draco folded his arms and studied Blaise with a critical eye. "When did you start caring about Weaselette?" he asked.
Blaise looked as if she had shrunk. "Well.err. she's the only girl in Hogwarts that will follow in my footsteps. She has the umph," she lied in a feeble voice.
Ron blinked, just now noticing that Blaise was mere inches away from him. He blushed a deep red that clashed horribly with his hair and took a few steps away from her.
Blaise noticed this and smirked. "What's wrong Weasel? You've never been this close to a real woman?" she taunted, stepping closer to him.
Ron gulped and continued to retreat.
Draco cleared his throat, noticing the predatorial gleam in Blaise's eyes. Blaise glared at Draco for interrupting her course of action.
"Hermione, do you think you might call off the dirty dancing. It's kind of disturbing to see you like that with. P-Harry," he said.
Hermione frowned. She knew the dancing was uncharacteristic of Harry, Ginny, and herself, but it was just a way to vent their emotions and let loose. Well, if it bothered Draco so much, then she would take it to heart.
"Okay Draco. I'll call it off," she said and lightly kissed him on the cheek.
She smiled and went to check on Ginny. Harry was reading to a fully awake Ginny. Ginny was smiling softly as she had just awoken from her unconscious state. Ginny's entire torso was bandaged to restrict her movement. Hermione sat down on the edge of the bed, beside Harry.
"I think it's best that we not dirty dance at the ball," Hermione said, receiving a knowing nod from Ginny.
Ginny grinned. "Considering the fact that I might have trouble in a corset, I've decided that I'm going to change my costume," she said.
Harry also grinned. "Whatever she chooses to be, I will counter," He said proudly and held onto Ginny's pale hand.
Hermione nodded and gave Ginny a gentle hug. "Feel better soon, Ducky," she whispered.
Ginny laughed softly at the nickname. Only Hermione knew that Ginny had once been scared out of her wits by a rubber ducky when it squeaked.
Hermione left and went to bed early. Draco soon joined her. The two communicated their love through a simple embrace. That was all they needed before falling asleep.
~*~
Hermione ran around her room, trying to help Ginny fix the latter's costume. Hermione was already read. She was wearing black, leather pants (courtesy of Ginny) and a cameo green tank top that seemed a but faded. Her hair was charmed black and pulled into a high ponytail. Her hair was longer, reaching down to her waist. She wore neutral colored makeup, just for a bit of change.
Ginny smiled brightly at Hermione's illusion tattoos. "Who are you supposed to be again?" she asked.
Hermione smiled back. "I'm Lara Croft from the muggle movie 'Tomb Raider,'" she explained.
Ginny laughed softly and checked herself in her mirror. "How do I look?" she asked and touched her messy hair-do.
"You look good, Ducky," Hermione answered.
Ginny was dressed as a female, American soldier who was wounded in battle. She wore a camouflage green jacket over her bandaged torso. The sleeves were rolled up to her elbows. There wan an American flag on the shoulder. Her cameo green, loose jeans were slightly patched. Her hair was pulled up into a messy bun with tendrils falling near her face. Ginny looked brilliant. Harry was going to be dressed as a British soldier.
Hermione whipped around as someone entered. "Blaise!" Hermione yelled at the sight of Blaise's costume.
Blaise wore a dyed green, linen skirt that flowed down to her sandaled feet. It was cut low, at least an inch and a half below her navel. Silver strings of beads hung from the top of her skirt. Her top looked like a bikini top. It was green and it had silver bead strings hanging from it. The torso beads were at least six inches long, making a bead curtain that hid her upper abdomen. Her hair was half up, half down in spiral curls. A snake hung from her neck. The snake's mouth was magically taped shut and was charmed to be inanimate.
Hermione blinked. "You're a belly dancer?" she asked.
Blaise flashed a proud smile as her gaze roamed over the two.
"Lara Croft. Nice choice," Blaise commented before circling Ginny.
Hermione frowned in confusion. "Wait, how did you know about Lara Croft?" she asked but received no answer.
Blaise was confusing, so it was best not to ask how her mind worked. Ginny had already learned that after spending so much time with Blaise, learning the rules of mystery and.Seduction.
"Opposites attract. The Revolutionary War," Blaise murmured.
Ginny nodded enthusiastically. Even though she was not dressed as a soldier from the 1700's, that was the basic idea.
A polite call from the Heads' Common Room signaled for them to come downstairs.
The trio went down the stairs to see a woodland elf and a British soldier. Hermione squealed and ran over to Draco.
Draco's hair was longer, falling just past his collarbone. He was dressed in green pants and a green tunic. A bow was slung over his back along with a quiver of arrows.
"How did you find out about Legolas?" she asked, poked him in the ribs.
Draco chuckled. "Blaise introduced me to The Lord of the Rings and I had to see the muggle movies," he answered and looked her over.
"Holy smokes, I never knew you could pull off the Lara look," he exclaimed.
Hermione arched an eyebrow. Obviously, Blaise had introduced Draco to many muggle things.
Ginny gave Harry a grin and winked. She had charmed the top half of her bandages to be black so that if any incidents involving water occurred, she wouldn't have to worry.
Harry's British costume was slightly ragged. The sleeves were torn off. His left bicep was bandaged. Just to keep it realistic, a part of the bandage was stained red as if he hd a gun shot wound. He had a scar going over his right eye and he had a black smudge on his left cheek. He was not wearing his glasses, but was, once again, wearing contacts.
Ginny suddenly stifled a scream.
"HARRY! YOU BUZZED YOUR HAIR!" she yelled.
Harry chuckled. "Don't worry, Sweets. It will grow back overnight," he said.
Harry remembered when his aunt had cut off his hair, leaving only his bangs. The next morning, his hair was back to its normal state as if it had never been cut.
Blaise sighed airily. "Thank God you have a tan. Otherwise you'd look horrid with buzzed black hair and such pale skin," she murmured.
Harry and Ginny exchanged a look of confusion before shrugging simultaneously.
Some guy suddenly ran in with a broad grin spreading across his face.
"Uh. how can I help you?" Hermione asked.
The guy blinked and frowned. " 'Mione! It's me! Ro-o-o." he trailed off as his gaze fell on Blaise.
Blaise smiled. "Zorro, cómo estás? [1]" Blaise asked in a flowing Spanish accent.
Ron smiled. His now had brownish black hair. He also had a small mustache just above his lip and a short goatee.
"Grande, ahora porque estoy aquí con tú, [2]" he purred.
Blaise had to bite her lower lip to keep from smiling.
Draco seemed to be the only one besides Blaise and Ron who spoke fluid Spanish. Hermione turned to Draco with a quizzical expression.
Draco chuckled. "Weasel was hitting on Zabini."
From beneath his Zorro mask, Ron blushed a deep scarlet.
"Come on señor vixen before I hunt you down and shoot an elfin arrow through your heart," Draco said.
Just to prove his point, he positioned his bow and readied an arrow.
Ron immediately pulled out his fencing sword.
Harry rolled his eyes and pointed his unloaded rifle at the two.
"Move along before I shoot the both of you. Ginny has a loaded hand gun on her and I can easily get to it," Harry cautioned.
That made Draco and Ron retaliate. Hermione giggled and took Draco's crooked elbow. He led her out followed by the two soldiers. Ron and Blaise brought up the rear, even though they weren't a couple and both were dateless. (Now THAT'S surprising.)
As soon as they entered the Great Hall, crowds immediately engulfed them. Hermione waved to Chrissy who was dressed as a muggle Goth. She was on the arm of Dean Thomas. Dean was dressed up as a muggle singer, Pharrell. (The first, male hip hop singer that came to my mind.) Chrissy winked and cast a longing look at Draco before joining Lavender Brown to dance to 'Intuition' by Jewel.
Hermione shook her head and cast Draco a smile.
Ginny's stomach was healed just enough so that Ginny could sway her hips. Blaise, Hermione, and Ginny made a circle where they only free-move danced. Other girls soon joined them.
An hour passed as if it were five minutes. Seamus, the DJ, scratched from 'Hello' by Evanescence to a light swing. The trumpet sprung to its highest note just before the bass started.
Hermione smiled and pulled out her wand. She whispered a few choice words and her outfit changed. She ended up in a spring green, flowing, knee- length skirt and a waitress-like shirt. Underneath her skirt was a pair of silver bloomers.
The other girls wandered off to find their partners as Draco approached her. His hair was pulled back and he had discarded his weapons. He had taken off his tunic, revealing his undershirt. (*drools*)
Draco held out his hand to her. Hermione accepted and spun into his arms. He lifted her up and spun her in circles around him. Hermione laughed and spun away. Draco turned so that his back was to her. Hermione lunged forward and slid (she was wearing knee-high stockings) underneath him/between his legs. Still on her knees, she began to dance, snapping her fingers to the quick beat. Both of them started to shimmy backwards.
Draco returned to standing and bent down. He picked Hermione up (who was still bent backwards) and flipped her over his head. She landed perfectly and the two did a few more tricks.
On the very last, lengthy note, Draco spun her around him one last time. The last beat came when Hermione came to a horizontal position just two inches off the floor with Draco standing over her, holding her by the shoulders to keep her torso off of the floor.
Applause sounded and Hermione noticed that a few other couples had chosen to professionally swing dance.
Ginny squealed and enveloped Hermione in a hug. Ginny soon pulled Draco into a hug.
"That was great!" the young tyrant exclaimed.
Hermione laughed and placed her hand on Ginny to calm her.
"Ginny, calm." she said.
Ginny stilled immediately. Harry chuckled and hugged Ginny from behind, weary of her stomach.
"Let's get some pumpkin juice," Draco suggested.
The four joined Blaise at the refreshment table. Ron was nearby so they called him over.
Blaise turned to Hermione ten minutes later. "Hermione, we're going to go dance. Are you coming?" Blaise asked.
Hermione smiled but shook her head. "No, I'm still a bit tired," she replied.
They all nodded and headed off towards the dance floor.
Soon, Goyle sauntered over to Hermione and leered at her. "Dance with me, Mudblood," he ordered.
Hermione frowned and gave him a blatant "No."
Goyle advanced on her, pushing her against the wall. "I said, dance with me," he growled.
Hermione gulped but slapped him. "No!" she yelled.
Goyle roared and grabbed her arm. He crushed his lips against her's, grinding his pelvis against her's. She somehow managed to push Goyle back for a few seconds.
"DRACO!" She screamed.
Goyle growled. "Stupid girl!"
Draco turned around and saw Goyle crushing Hermione against the wall. His eyes went wide. Goyle was fondling (more like trying to rape) Hermione!
On the rush of adrenaline, Draco ran over to them and pulled Goyle off of Hermione. Draco punched the sod out of the huge oaf, hitting him mostly between the eyes before throwing him to the ground. In a split second he had an arrow aimed at Goyle's heart.
Hermione sucked in a breath. Draco's eyes were completely black. She had only seen them like that once. Draco's eyes had been like that when she had remembered her lost memories. His eyes had become that color when Lord Voldemort forced all of his black magic into Draco.
Hermione collapsed onto the ground. Trembling. The others ran over to them and pulled Draco away from Goyle. Draco shook his head and stared wide-eyed at Goyle whose nose was bleeding. He looked at Hermione who was in a fetal position. He dropped his bow and arrow and bolted.
The ball was canceled that night. Draco could not be found. Hermione had disappeared to her room. Goyle had been taken to the Hospital Wing. Ron, Blaise, Ginny, and Harry stayed the night in the Head's Common Room, worrying over Hermione and Draco.
This was only the beginning.
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[1] How are you? [2] Grand, now that I am here with you. -Tell me if I worded the second comment in Spanish. I'm a bit rusty with my Spanish so bare with me. So how did you like this chapter! This one was my favorite! ( However sad it is at the end. I personally loved Ginny and Harry's costumes. I also liked Draco's costume! LEGOLAS! ORLANDO BLOOM! HE'S MINE!
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I only own Demeter, Alonzo, Dusty, and the plot.
Such a long wait, but it's worth it. This is to be a looong chapter! Quite possibly the longest chapter I've ever written! I hope you enjoy. On to more pressing matters, I will tell you who the 150th reviewer was. Dracosgurl_chrissy! Woohoo! I wasn't sure what your personality was like so I improvised. I hoped all of you love this chapter as much as I do. The plot will thicken next chapter!
Sheyla Potter: Yes, I love Harry's new look. *grins evilly* He's a lot like Bill. Tehe. He looks like my boyfriend! Woohoo!
Dracosgurl_chrissy: Whoa! And you said 'One thing I know it won't be me cause I never win stuff like that.' Lol. Well you did win! Enjoy your five seconds of fame!
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Black Magic
Hermione ran out onto the field, speeding towards Harry and Ginny. Draco dismounted his broom and sprinted over to the small group. Harry was still hovering on his broom.
" 'Mione, levitate her," Harry said.
Hermione nodded and produced her wand from her robe. She whispered the incantation, and Ginny levitated two feet off of the ground. Madam Promphry ran up to them and performed many spells on the unconscious Ginny as they went back to school.
Blaise and Ron soon caught up to them. They had been forced to return their quidditch items to their proper storerooms.
"Is she alright?" Blaise and Ron yelled when they had cornered Hermione and Draco in the Infirmary.
Harry and Ginny were behind a curtain. Ginny was unconscious, and Harry sat by her side, holding her hand.
Hermione blinked feverishly in surprise. "Uh. she's going to be sore for a while. Apparently, the impact messed up her abdominal muscles. Madam Promphrey had to use quite a lot of spells just to rearrange the muscles," she explained.
(Ugh, I was watching a miracle show when I wrote Ginny's incident. Some guy was jet skiing (racing in a national tournament) and his engine stalled. Another jet skier collided with him and they hit him in the abdominal. It was a miracle that he survived and had the courage to race again! *wipes away tears*)
Draco folded his arms and studied Blaise with a critical eye. "When did you start caring about Weaselette?" he asked.
Blaise looked as if she had shrunk. "Well.err. she's the only girl in Hogwarts that will follow in my footsteps. She has the umph," she lied in a feeble voice.
Ron blinked, just now noticing that Blaise was mere inches away from him. He blushed a deep red that clashed horribly with his hair and took a few steps away from her.
Blaise noticed this and smirked. "What's wrong Weasel? You've never been this close to a real woman?" she taunted, stepping closer to him.
Ron gulped and continued to retreat.
Draco cleared his throat, noticing the predatorial gleam in Blaise's eyes. Blaise glared at Draco for interrupting her course of action.
"Hermione, do you think you might call off the dirty dancing. It's kind of disturbing to see you like that with. P-Harry," he said.
Hermione frowned. She knew the dancing was uncharacteristic of Harry, Ginny, and herself, but it was just a way to vent their emotions and let loose. Well, if it bothered Draco so much, then she would take it to heart.
"Okay Draco. I'll call it off," she said and lightly kissed him on the cheek.
She smiled and went to check on Ginny. Harry was reading to a fully awake Ginny. Ginny was smiling softly as she had just awoken from her unconscious state. Ginny's entire torso was bandaged to restrict her movement. Hermione sat down on the edge of the bed, beside Harry.
"I think it's best that we not dirty dance at the ball," Hermione said, receiving a knowing nod from Ginny.
Ginny grinned. "Considering the fact that I might have trouble in a corset, I've decided that I'm going to change my costume," she said.
Harry also grinned. "Whatever she chooses to be, I will counter," He said proudly and held onto Ginny's pale hand.
Hermione nodded and gave Ginny a gentle hug. "Feel better soon, Ducky," she whispered.
Ginny laughed softly at the nickname. Only Hermione knew that Ginny had once been scared out of her wits by a rubber ducky when it squeaked.
Hermione left and went to bed early. Draco soon joined her. The two communicated their love through a simple embrace. That was all they needed before falling asleep.
~*~
Hermione ran around her room, trying to help Ginny fix the latter's costume. Hermione was already read. She was wearing black, leather pants (courtesy of Ginny) and a cameo green tank top that seemed a but faded. Her hair was charmed black and pulled into a high ponytail. Her hair was longer, reaching down to her waist. She wore neutral colored makeup, just for a bit of change.
Ginny smiled brightly at Hermione's illusion tattoos. "Who are you supposed to be again?" she asked.
Hermione smiled back. "I'm Lara Croft from the muggle movie 'Tomb Raider,'" she explained.
Ginny laughed softly and checked herself in her mirror. "How do I look?" she asked and touched her messy hair-do.
"You look good, Ducky," Hermione answered.
Ginny was dressed as a female, American soldier who was wounded in battle. She wore a camouflage green jacket over her bandaged torso. The sleeves were rolled up to her elbows. There wan an American flag on the shoulder. Her cameo green, loose jeans were slightly patched. Her hair was pulled up into a messy bun with tendrils falling near her face. Ginny looked brilliant. Harry was going to be dressed as a British soldier.
Hermione whipped around as someone entered. "Blaise!" Hermione yelled at the sight of Blaise's costume.
Blaise wore a dyed green, linen skirt that flowed down to her sandaled feet. It was cut low, at least an inch and a half below her navel. Silver strings of beads hung from the top of her skirt. Her top looked like a bikini top. It was green and it had silver bead strings hanging from it. The torso beads were at least six inches long, making a bead curtain that hid her upper abdomen. Her hair was half up, half down in spiral curls. A snake hung from her neck. The snake's mouth was magically taped shut and was charmed to be inanimate.
Hermione blinked. "You're a belly dancer?" she asked.
Blaise flashed a proud smile as her gaze roamed over the two.
"Lara Croft. Nice choice," Blaise commented before circling Ginny.
Hermione frowned in confusion. "Wait, how did you know about Lara Croft?" she asked but received no answer.
Blaise was confusing, so it was best not to ask how her mind worked. Ginny had already learned that after spending so much time with Blaise, learning the rules of mystery and.Seduction.
"Opposites attract. The Revolutionary War," Blaise murmured.
Ginny nodded enthusiastically. Even though she was not dressed as a soldier from the 1700's, that was the basic idea.
A polite call from the Heads' Common Room signaled for them to come downstairs.
The trio went down the stairs to see a woodland elf and a British soldier. Hermione squealed and ran over to Draco.
Draco's hair was longer, falling just past his collarbone. He was dressed in green pants and a green tunic. A bow was slung over his back along with a quiver of arrows.
"How did you find out about Legolas?" she asked, poked him in the ribs.
Draco chuckled. "Blaise introduced me to The Lord of the Rings and I had to see the muggle movies," he answered and looked her over.
"Holy smokes, I never knew you could pull off the Lara look," he exclaimed.
Hermione arched an eyebrow. Obviously, Blaise had introduced Draco to many muggle things.
Ginny gave Harry a grin and winked. She had charmed the top half of her bandages to be black so that if any incidents involving water occurred, she wouldn't have to worry.
Harry's British costume was slightly ragged. The sleeves were torn off. His left bicep was bandaged. Just to keep it realistic, a part of the bandage was stained red as if he hd a gun shot wound. He had a scar going over his right eye and he had a black smudge on his left cheek. He was not wearing his glasses, but was, once again, wearing contacts.
Ginny suddenly stifled a scream.
"HARRY! YOU BUZZED YOUR HAIR!" she yelled.
Harry chuckled. "Don't worry, Sweets. It will grow back overnight," he said.
Harry remembered when his aunt had cut off his hair, leaving only his bangs. The next morning, his hair was back to its normal state as if it had never been cut.
Blaise sighed airily. "Thank God you have a tan. Otherwise you'd look horrid with buzzed black hair and such pale skin," she murmured.
Harry and Ginny exchanged a look of confusion before shrugging simultaneously.
Some guy suddenly ran in with a broad grin spreading across his face.
"Uh. how can I help you?" Hermione asked.
The guy blinked and frowned. " 'Mione! It's me! Ro-o-o." he trailed off as his gaze fell on Blaise.
Blaise smiled. "Zorro, cómo estás? [1]" Blaise asked in a flowing Spanish accent.
Ron smiled. His now had brownish black hair. He also had a small mustache just above his lip and a short goatee.
"Grande, ahora porque estoy aquí con tú, [2]" he purred.
Blaise had to bite her lower lip to keep from smiling.
Draco seemed to be the only one besides Blaise and Ron who spoke fluid Spanish. Hermione turned to Draco with a quizzical expression.
Draco chuckled. "Weasel was hitting on Zabini."
From beneath his Zorro mask, Ron blushed a deep scarlet.
"Come on señor vixen before I hunt you down and shoot an elfin arrow through your heart," Draco said.
Just to prove his point, he positioned his bow and readied an arrow.
Ron immediately pulled out his fencing sword.
Harry rolled his eyes and pointed his unloaded rifle at the two.
"Move along before I shoot the both of you. Ginny has a loaded hand gun on her and I can easily get to it," Harry cautioned.
That made Draco and Ron retaliate. Hermione giggled and took Draco's crooked elbow. He led her out followed by the two soldiers. Ron and Blaise brought up the rear, even though they weren't a couple and both were dateless. (Now THAT'S surprising.)
As soon as they entered the Great Hall, crowds immediately engulfed them. Hermione waved to Chrissy who was dressed as a muggle Goth. She was on the arm of Dean Thomas. Dean was dressed up as a muggle singer, Pharrell. (The first, male hip hop singer that came to my mind.) Chrissy winked and cast a longing look at Draco before joining Lavender Brown to dance to 'Intuition' by Jewel.
Hermione shook her head and cast Draco a smile.
Ginny's stomach was healed just enough so that Ginny could sway her hips. Blaise, Hermione, and Ginny made a circle where they only free-move danced. Other girls soon joined them.
An hour passed as if it were five minutes. Seamus, the DJ, scratched from 'Hello' by Evanescence to a light swing. The trumpet sprung to its highest note just before the bass started.
Hermione smiled and pulled out her wand. She whispered a few choice words and her outfit changed. She ended up in a spring green, flowing, knee- length skirt and a waitress-like shirt. Underneath her skirt was a pair of silver bloomers.
The other girls wandered off to find their partners as Draco approached her. His hair was pulled back and he had discarded his weapons. He had taken off his tunic, revealing his undershirt. (*drools*)
Draco held out his hand to her. Hermione accepted and spun into his arms. He lifted her up and spun her in circles around him. Hermione laughed and spun away. Draco turned so that his back was to her. Hermione lunged forward and slid (she was wearing knee-high stockings) underneath him/between his legs. Still on her knees, she began to dance, snapping her fingers to the quick beat. Both of them started to shimmy backwards.
Draco returned to standing and bent down. He picked Hermione up (who was still bent backwards) and flipped her over his head. She landed perfectly and the two did a few more tricks.
On the very last, lengthy note, Draco spun her around him one last time. The last beat came when Hermione came to a horizontal position just two inches off the floor with Draco standing over her, holding her by the shoulders to keep her torso off of the floor.
Applause sounded and Hermione noticed that a few other couples had chosen to professionally swing dance.
Ginny squealed and enveloped Hermione in a hug. Ginny soon pulled Draco into a hug.
"That was great!" the young tyrant exclaimed.
Hermione laughed and placed her hand on Ginny to calm her.
"Ginny, calm." she said.
Ginny stilled immediately. Harry chuckled and hugged Ginny from behind, weary of her stomach.
"Let's get some pumpkin juice," Draco suggested.
The four joined Blaise at the refreshment table. Ron was nearby so they called him over.
Blaise turned to Hermione ten minutes later. "Hermione, we're going to go dance. Are you coming?" Blaise asked.
Hermione smiled but shook her head. "No, I'm still a bit tired," she replied.
They all nodded and headed off towards the dance floor.
Soon, Goyle sauntered over to Hermione and leered at her. "Dance with me, Mudblood," he ordered.
Hermione frowned and gave him a blatant "No."
Goyle advanced on her, pushing her against the wall. "I said, dance with me," he growled.
Hermione gulped but slapped him. "No!" she yelled.
Goyle roared and grabbed her arm. He crushed his lips against her's, grinding his pelvis against her's. She somehow managed to push Goyle back for a few seconds.
"DRACO!" She screamed.
Goyle growled. "Stupid girl!"
Draco turned around and saw Goyle crushing Hermione against the wall. His eyes went wide. Goyle was fondling (more like trying to rape) Hermione!
On the rush of adrenaline, Draco ran over to them and pulled Goyle off of Hermione. Draco punched the sod out of the huge oaf, hitting him mostly between the eyes before throwing him to the ground. In a split second he had an arrow aimed at Goyle's heart.
Hermione sucked in a breath. Draco's eyes were completely black. She had only seen them like that once. Draco's eyes had been like that when she had remembered her lost memories. His eyes had become that color when Lord Voldemort forced all of his black magic into Draco.
Hermione collapsed onto the ground. Trembling. The others ran over to them and pulled Draco away from Goyle. Draco shook his head and stared wide-eyed at Goyle whose nose was bleeding. He looked at Hermione who was in a fetal position. He dropped his bow and arrow and bolted.
The ball was canceled that night. Draco could not be found. Hermione had disappeared to her room. Goyle had been taken to the Hospital Wing. Ron, Blaise, Ginny, and Harry stayed the night in the Head's Common Room, worrying over Hermione and Draco.
This was only the beginning.
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[1] How are you? [2] Grand, now that I am here with you. -Tell me if I worded the second comment in Spanish. I'm a bit rusty with my Spanish so bare with me. So how did you like this chapter! This one was my favorite! ( However sad it is at the end. I personally loved Ginny and Harry's costumes. I also liked Draco's costume! LEGOLAS! ORLANDO BLOOM! HE'S MINE!
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