A/N: This is chapter 12 posted again and I have to repost al the way to 14
because I messed up some how! Sorry Kaeli and everyone who got mad at the
paragraph form, my bad!
~Lannei
Chapter 12:
Malfoy I'm going riding want to come?" Harry asked Draco. "Sure," Draco said a little surprised. "Hermione do you want to come?" Harry asked. "I have etiquette class remember?" I told them. "Right," Harry said. "I'll go saddle the horses," Draco said. "Harry I need to ask you something," I told him. "What?" Harry asked after Draco left. "Are you going to be nice to him?" I asked. "Yeah," Harry said. "Why are you so worried?" "Um well just because," I stammered. "Do you like him?" Harry asked. "Well, Um," I stammered again. "Why do you ask?" "Because it seems like you do," Harry told me. "You're always looking at him and you are always making sure we're being nice to him." "Does Ron know?" I asked. "No, he's clueless," Harry laughed. "Does Malfoy know?" "Yeah," I said. "What did he say?" Harry asked. "Well he initiated it," I told him. "Why?" "Because I would have to kick his ass royally if he said anything or ever says anything mean, to you," Harry joked. "Let's not tell Ron just yet," I said. "Tell me what?" Ron said as he walked in. "That Harry and Draco are going riding," I lied. "Oh," Ron said. "Do I have anther option?" "Yeah stay here while I have my etiquette classes," I told him. "Oh hell that's not much of an option," Ron said. "I'll stay and do some homework I haven't got done yet." "All right I'm done," Draco said. "Ready Harry?" "Yes," Harry said. "Bye," I called after them. ```````````````````````````````````````` "Which horse am I getting?" Harry asked. "Same as last time," Malfoy told him. "All right," Harry said wondering what to say about him and Hermione. "Hermione told me about you two," Harry said a little while into the ride. "She did?" Malfoy asked. "Well I kind of guessed and she confirmed," Harry told him. "Oh," Malfoy said. "Ron doesn't know yet," Harry told Malfoy. "She said you guys needed to get used to the idea of me," Malfoy said. "I did and Ron does," Harry said. "If you had told me right away I would've freaked." "I guess Hermione knows you pretty well then," Malfoy commented. "I guess she does," Harry said. ``````````````````````````````````````` "Head up Hermione!" Madame Resterval called. "Don't look at the ground when you're walking!" I was practicing walking with a book on my head, which I wasn't to good at. It kept sliding off and I kept looking down. Walking was the first thing I was taught and I wasn't doing to well. "That's enough for today," Madame Resterval said. "Pierre should be here soon to help you pick out a dress." "A dress?" I said. "A dress for what?" She didn't here me because she had already left. Just then the man who probably was Pierre walked in. "Now what do you have in mind for a dress?" he asked. "Um a dress for what?" I asked again. "You're so silly a dress for what she asks," he said. "No really what is the dress for?" I asked. "You're coming out party of course," Pierre told me. A coming out party for me. "When is my party?" I asked. "Right after your last year of school," Pierre said. "We must practice now because we can't practice while your at school." "Oh," I said. "Now as for your dress I was thinking bright green with red accents," Pierre said. "Um how about something more traditional," I told him and thought, "and less like Christmas." "All right," Pierre said and pulled out a book. In the book was hundreds of dresses. All the ones Pierre pointed to looked like Easter Eggs gone wrong. Then I saw it. The perfect dress. It was strapless and a light, almost white, pink co. It said the material silk chiffon with beadwork design along bodice, waist, and hem of dress. The Beadwork made of silver-crystal tubular beads, forming trailing flowers. Three liners rest under the lightweight silk chiffon: one top poly liner (rests under the silk chiffon), a crinoline layer for slight fullness, and another poly liner to lay next to the skin. It was absolutely stunning. "This is the dress I want," I said pointing to the perfect dress. "All right," he said a little disappointed that I didn't pick an Easter Egg but I was in love with my dress. I couldn't wait to wear it. AN: if you want to see the dress go there
Chapter 12:
Malfoy I'm going riding want to come?" Harry asked Draco. "Sure," Draco said a little surprised. "Hermione do you want to come?" Harry asked. "I have etiquette class remember?" I told them. "Right," Harry said. "I'll go saddle the horses," Draco said. "Harry I need to ask you something," I told him. "What?" Harry asked after Draco left. "Are you going to be nice to him?" I asked. "Yeah," Harry said. "Why are you so worried?" "Um well just because," I stammered. "Do you like him?" Harry asked. "Well, Um," I stammered again. "Why do you ask?" "Because it seems like you do," Harry told me. "You're always looking at him and you are always making sure we're being nice to him." "Does Ron know?" I asked. "No, he's clueless," Harry laughed. "Does Malfoy know?" "Yeah," I said. "What did he say?" Harry asked. "Well he initiated it," I told him. "Why?" "Because I would have to kick his ass royally if he said anything or ever says anything mean, to you," Harry joked. "Let's not tell Ron just yet," I said. "Tell me what?" Ron said as he walked in. "That Harry and Draco are going riding," I lied. "Oh," Ron said. "Do I have anther option?" "Yeah stay here while I have my etiquette classes," I told him. "Oh hell that's not much of an option," Ron said. "I'll stay and do some homework I haven't got done yet." "All right I'm done," Draco said. "Ready Harry?" "Yes," Harry said. "Bye," I called after them. ```````````````````````````````````````` "Which horse am I getting?" Harry asked. "Same as last time," Malfoy told him. "All right," Harry said wondering what to say about him and Hermione. "Hermione told me about you two," Harry said a little while into the ride. "She did?" Malfoy asked. "Well I kind of guessed and she confirmed," Harry told him. "Oh," Malfoy said. "Ron doesn't know yet," Harry told Malfoy. "She said you guys needed to get used to the idea of me," Malfoy said. "I did and Ron does," Harry said. "If you had told me right away I would've freaked." "I guess Hermione knows you pretty well then," Malfoy commented. "I guess she does," Harry said. ``````````````````````````````````````` "Head up Hermione!" Madame Resterval called. "Don't look at the ground when you're walking!" I was practicing walking with a book on my head, which I wasn't to good at. It kept sliding off and I kept looking down. Walking was the first thing I was taught and I wasn't doing to well. "That's enough for today," Madame Resterval said. "Pierre should be here soon to help you pick out a dress." "A dress?" I said. "A dress for what?" She didn't here me because she had already left. Just then the man who probably was Pierre walked in. "Now what do you have in mind for a dress?" he asked. "Um a dress for what?" I asked again. "You're so silly a dress for what she asks," he said. "No really what is the dress for?" I asked. "You're coming out party of course," Pierre told me. A coming out party for me. "When is my party?" I asked. "Right after your last year of school," Pierre said. "We must practice now because we can't practice while your at school." "Oh," I said. "Now as for your dress I was thinking bright green with red accents," Pierre said. "Um how about something more traditional," I told him and thought, "and less like Christmas." "All right," Pierre said and pulled out a book. In the book was hundreds of dresses. All the ones Pierre pointed to looked like Easter Eggs gone wrong. Then I saw it. The perfect dress. It was strapless and a light, almost white, pink co. It said the material silk chiffon with beadwork design along bodice, waist, and hem of dress. The Beadwork made of silver-crystal tubular beads, forming trailing flowers. Three liners rest under the lightweight silk chiffon: one top poly liner (rests under the silk chiffon), a crinoline layer for slight fullness, and another poly liner to lay next to the skin. It was absolutely stunning. "This is the dress I want," I said pointing to the perfect dress. "All right," he said a little disappointed that I didn't pick an Easter Egg but I was in love with my dress. I couldn't wait to wear it. AN: if you want to see the dress go there
