Woooooo I hope you all like my last chapter. Any ways it's going to get a little spicy tee hee!

"Well it's a surprise." repeated Ron as soon as Hermione rushed up into the girls' dormitory. Ron walked into the common room and sat by his usual spot, the chair by the fire. "Aaaah man!" thought Ron " I wished she could of told me a clue. Oh well at lest I got a partner to the ball." Ron continued to think.

"Hey Ron!" yelled Harry.

"Oh hey there Harry. So why the loud greeting?" smiled Ron.

"Err well I need to tell you something?"

"Tell me what?" Ron answered. Harry took a seat opposite of Ron.

"Well what is it?!" Ron yelled tired of Harry just staring like he had a fly on his face.

"Oh well it's like this. I got a partner for the dance.." Harry started.

"Well that's great!" exclaimed Ron lifting himself with his arms leaning towards Harry on the table.

"Well yeah but…"

"But what?" Ron lowered himself back into his seat

"But ……..the partner is….."

"Is who." said Ron in fake calm voice.

"It's your sister Ginny!" yelled Harry in anger and relief. Harry stared at Ron for the next couple of minutes. Ron, his jaw dropped he leaned back and then his faces morphed into a variety of expressions. He went confusion, anger to confusion again and then he just grinned and said.

" I always Ginny was fond of you." Ron said arms crossed.

They fell silent and Ron hated that so he started. "Well …. you know I got a partner today too. Just right now Hannah Abbott from Hufflepuff came up to me and sprouted all this mushy stuff." Harry eyes widened.

"Yeah like." Ron put his best imitation of a girly voice. "Ohh Ron your sooooooooooo good at quidditch and and your soooo nice, and smart , and good looking and all this other stuff." Harry's mouth opened in awe. "Yeah so she asked me to the dance. So of course I said "Yes."" Ron's eyes widened as he said yes.

" You know it so strange how things work." Ron whispered to Harry . "Yeah…" sighed Harry pushing his glasses back up to his nose.

"So ,Hey did Hermione tell you who's she going with?" Harry asked.

"Yeah I did but all she said was " It's a surprise." and ran up to her dorm I figure." Ron leaned back in thought. "Well it's too late to do the rest of the homework let's go to bed." Harry just shacked his head in agreement.

Harry and Ron started to quietly walk up the stairs of the boys' dormitory until Ron said " Well at least it isn't Vicky." Harry just smiled and rolled his eyes."

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Harry and Ron both waited quietly for Hermione together in the Gryffindor common room so that they all could go to breakfast together. Finally after ten minutes Hermione came down. Harry and Ron looked up to greet Hermione when suddenly there faces went to raised eyebrows within one second in shock. Harry and Ron looked at each other. Then back at Hermione looking up and down.

"I know it's the weekend Hermione but… Honestly!.." Ron blurted.

Hermione was wearing a jean ,knee high, skirt with long fury leg warmers to go of course with her white shoes. With a pink sweater that fit like a button. To top if off with a light blue scarf and mittens.

"Wow." Harry whispered still in shock. Ron in the other hand gave her bland disgraceful look. After a few seconds Harry figured he'll break the ice.

"Uhhh we better get going…you know to breakfast?"

"Right." replied Hermione.

"Uhhh aren't you forgetting something?" Ron blocked Hermione so he can blurt his sentence in her face.

"Forget what? Ron." Hermione asked very sorely.

"Forget what?! FORGET WHAT?!" Hermione stepped back. Harry on the other hand stepped forward. "Your jacket!" Ron yelled

"I'm sure Hermione will do just fine with what she's wearing.: Harry butted in.

"Harry are you crazy? It's Christmas season! It's freezing!" Harry just rolled his eyes and his head.

" What do you care if I catch a cold?" blurted Hermione

"What do I care?" Ron yelled then stopped. Harry then worded

" Hermione don't please." right before Hermione was ready for a comeback.

"Oh all right!" Hermione went back up stairs to the dormitory to get her white fury-matching jacket.

"Oh for heavens sake!" yelled Ron.

"Ron let's go!" Harry grabbed Ron's arm and so Harry, Ron , and Hermione walked the down the corridors to the Great Hall."

"What ever attention Hermione was going for she got it." thought Harry.

As soon as Hermione entered the noisy great hall it got a little less noisy. Boys dropped eating utensils to turn to look at Hermione making her way down to her usual spot at the Gryffindor table. Girls turned to there nearest girlfriend and snickered. Draco Malfoy even had to stop to look at Hermione go by while Pansy Parkinson just stuffed her nose in the air. Even fashion obsessed Parvarti Partil and Lavender Brown had stopped to eyed Hermione but looked oddly impressed. As soon as Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat down talk scattered the air.

"Hey Hermione I love your outfit!" yelled Ginny

"Yes Hermione I had no idea you had it in you." butted in Parvarti.

"You got to tell me where did you get those clothes?" asked Lavender amusedly.

"Oh God!" whispered Ron to Harry. "What is Hermione doing?" asked Ron.

"I don't know." replied Harry.

"It's not like she doesn't have a date for the ball, you know." Ron said then started to stuff his face.

"Huh" thought Harry " Wait a minute! What if? What if Hermione doesn't have a date to the ball yet?" thought Harry. Harry looked at Hermione.

"That's it!" spoke Harry.

" Vats…..what!?" munched Ron.

"Huh oh nothing." replied Harry.