Hermione walked in and was surprised to find most of her Gryffindor friends
had already arrived. Harry and Ron were engrossed in conversation with
Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnegan. Hermione walked over to join them.
She cleared her throat to announce her appearance and the boys all turned to stare at her. It took them a moment, then Harry broke the silence. "Wow Hermione! You look absolutely gorgeous! I didn't even recognize you!"
Ron was gaping openly again. Hermione cleared her throat again, and said in a loud voice, "As you can see, Ginny altered the top so that it fit properly." Ron blushed, but didn't turn away.
"I think it was a great idea for Malfoy to throw a muggle ball," Seamus said. "Don't you agree Hermione?"
"I won't deny that the ball is a good idea, but the fact that Malfoy is throwing it kind of destroys the enjoyable aspect of it," Hermione sniffed distastefully.
Harry just rolled his eyes. "She still hates Malfoy." Hermione glared at him. "Well you do!" he protested.
"I suppose you're right. Anyway, Ginny wants you to meet her in the garden."
Ron found his voice at Hermione's last comment. "What? Why? Harry, if you hurt my little sister, I swear I will kill you. Why does she want you to meet her in the garden?" he asked sharply and all in one breath.
"Ron, calm down. Ginny is a big girl and I'm sure she can take care of herself," Hermione said soothingly, winking at Harry. "She's waiting outside right now if you want to go."
Harry nodded and waved good-bye. Ron looked about ready to lunge after him, but Hermione stopped him. The music was starting. "Come on, let's dance." She said, dragging him out on the dance floor.
Ron went, begrudgingly, and kept staring at the door, not paying attention to anything else. After about fifteen minutes of awkward dancing and avoiding Ron's huge feet on Hermione's part, someone tapped Ron on the shoulder. A slow song was starting.
"Do you mind if I cut in?" Draco asked Ron. Ron stepped aside without a word and rushed outside to the garden. Draco and Hermione rolled their eyes in unison.
Draco put his hand out to Hermione and asked, "Would you care to dance?"
Hermione pushed his hand aside. "Actually, I was planning on sitting this one out." She walked away from him and over to the refreshment table. She started preparing herself a cup of coffee when Draco sauntered over.
He poured himself a cup of punch and peered into Hermione's cup. "Coffee stunts your growth you know," he said nonchalantly.
"That's not true. It is scientifically proven that growth deficiencies have absolutely nothing to do with drinking coffee or not." Hermione said disdainfully.
"Well that explains why you are so tall then," Draco said, commenting on Hermione's 5'5" frame.
"So I suppose that since you have never drank coffee, that is why you are six feet tall." Hermione commented dryly.
"Actually, I am 6'1", and yes. I have never consumed that foul drink."
"It is not a foul drink! It is really good and helps with late night study sessions! Of course, you wouldn't know anything about studying, seeing as I have beat you in every exam."
Hermione had struck a nerve. Draco's face contorted in anger. "I'll have you know that the only reason you beat me in every exam is because you are a stuck-up, insufferable know-it-all that happens to have all of the professors wrapped around her little finger. They feel bad for you, you know. Being a muggle-born and all."
Hermione was turning varying shades of red. "HOW DARE YOU? I have worked my ass off these past six years and I will not have you say that the only reason I beat you is out of pity!" she shrieked.
The song was just coming to an end, and everyone heard her. They all craned their neck to see what was going on, and they found a raging Hermione Granger and a very put out Draco Malfoy.
"Well it's true you know. They want you to think that you are better than me, and it will drive you to study harder. It's a known fact. The professor's always pick a student in their first year to pity, and lucky you! They picked you Granger!"
Hermione was irate. It was taking all of her self control not to slap Malfoy into oblivion. Harry sensed a problem coming, so he turned to Ginny, his dance partner and muttered, "Time for Plan B. There's no way they'll work this out on their own." Ginny nodded and followed Harry as he walked towards the beverage table.
"Guys, maybe you should quiet down a bit. You are drawing attention to yourselves," Harry said when he reached the two of them.
"You heard him Granger, quiet down." Draco said, yawning.
Hermione sputtered in rage. She had had enough. She slapped Draco across the face with all the strength she could muster. "You horrible person," she said sinisterly. "How dare you act superior to the rest of us? What gives you that right?"
Draco smirked. "It can be summed up in three words. I'm a Malfoy."
Harry looked at Ginny. Ginny nodded. Harry put one hand on Hermione's shoulder and one on Draco's. He nodded at Ginny and Ginny pulled out her wand.
"See you guys later!" Harry said and stepped away from them.
A string was connecting Hermione and Draco together and before either of them could remove it, Ginny had said, "Portus!" and pointed her wand at the string. Hermione and Draco both felt a jerk behind their navel and went spinning out of the party.
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She cleared her throat to announce her appearance and the boys all turned to stare at her. It took them a moment, then Harry broke the silence. "Wow Hermione! You look absolutely gorgeous! I didn't even recognize you!"
Ron was gaping openly again. Hermione cleared her throat again, and said in a loud voice, "As you can see, Ginny altered the top so that it fit properly." Ron blushed, but didn't turn away.
"I think it was a great idea for Malfoy to throw a muggle ball," Seamus said. "Don't you agree Hermione?"
"I won't deny that the ball is a good idea, but the fact that Malfoy is throwing it kind of destroys the enjoyable aspect of it," Hermione sniffed distastefully.
Harry just rolled his eyes. "She still hates Malfoy." Hermione glared at him. "Well you do!" he protested.
"I suppose you're right. Anyway, Ginny wants you to meet her in the garden."
Ron found his voice at Hermione's last comment. "What? Why? Harry, if you hurt my little sister, I swear I will kill you. Why does she want you to meet her in the garden?" he asked sharply and all in one breath.
"Ron, calm down. Ginny is a big girl and I'm sure she can take care of herself," Hermione said soothingly, winking at Harry. "She's waiting outside right now if you want to go."
Harry nodded and waved good-bye. Ron looked about ready to lunge after him, but Hermione stopped him. The music was starting. "Come on, let's dance." She said, dragging him out on the dance floor.
Ron went, begrudgingly, and kept staring at the door, not paying attention to anything else. After about fifteen minutes of awkward dancing and avoiding Ron's huge feet on Hermione's part, someone tapped Ron on the shoulder. A slow song was starting.
"Do you mind if I cut in?" Draco asked Ron. Ron stepped aside without a word and rushed outside to the garden. Draco and Hermione rolled their eyes in unison.
Draco put his hand out to Hermione and asked, "Would you care to dance?"
Hermione pushed his hand aside. "Actually, I was planning on sitting this one out." She walked away from him and over to the refreshment table. She started preparing herself a cup of coffee when Draco sauntered over.
He poured himself a cup of punch and peered into Hermione's cup. "Coffee stunts your growth you know," he said nonchalantly.
"That's not true. It is scientifically proven that growth deficiencies have absolutely nothing to do with drinking coffee or not." Hermione said disdainfully.
"Well that explains why you are so tall then," Draco said, commenting on Hermione's 5'5" frame.
"So I suppose that since you have never drank coffee, that is why you are six feet tall." Hermione commented dryly.
"Actually, I am 6'1", and yes. I have never consumed that foul drink."
"It is not a foul drink! It is really good and helps with late night study sessions! Of course, you wouldn't know anything about studying, seeing as I have beat you in every exam."
Hermione had struck a nerve. Draco's face contorted in anger. "I'll have you know that the only reason you beat me in every exam is because you are a stuck-up, insufferable know-it-all that happens to have all of the professors wrapped around her little finger. They feel bad for you, you know. Being a muggle-born and all."
Hermione was turning varying shades of red. "HOW DARE YOU? I have worked my ass off these past six years and I will not have you say that the only reason I beat you is out of pity!" she shrieked.
The song was just coming to an end, and everyone heard her. They all craned their neck to see what was going on, and they found a raging Hermione Granger and a very put out Draco Malfoy.
"Well it's true you know. They want you to think that you are better than me, and it will drive you to study harder. It's a known fact. The professor's always pick a student in their first year to pity, and lucky you! They picked you Granger!"
Hermione was irate. It was taking all of her self control not to slap Malfoy into oblivion. Harry sensed a problem coming, so he turned to Ginny, his dance partner and muttered, "Time for Plan B. There's no way they'll work this out on their own." Ginny nodded and followed Harry as he walked towards the beverage table.
"Guys, maybe you should quiet down a bit. You are drawing attention to yourselves," Harry said when he reached the two of them.
"You heard him Granger, quiet down." Draco said, yawning.
Hermione sputtered in rage. She had had enough. She slapped Draco across the face with all the strength she could muster. "You horrible person," she said sinisterly. "How dare you act superior to the rest of us? What gives you that right?"
Draco smirked. "It can be summed up in three words. I'm a Malfoy."
Harry looked at Ginny. Ginny nodded. Harry put one hand on Hermione's shoulder and one on Draco's. He nodded at Ginny and Ginny pulled out her wand.
"See you guys later!" Harry said and stepped away from them.
A string was connecting Hermione and Draco together and before either of them could remove it, Ginny had said, "Portus!" and pointed her wand at the string. Hermione and Draco both felt a jerk behind their navel and went spinning out of the party.
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