The next morning Harry woke up to birds chirping on the windowsill. He
tiptoed into the bathroom and dressed into a pair of jeans and a red T-
Shirt. Robes weren't needed that day, except for the farewell feast later
on in the night.
He entered the common room to see a cluster of his fellow 7th years looking at something. He spotted Hermione and moved his way towards her. She pointed out a big notice on the bulletin board.
"The 1st annual graduation dance
3:00 pm this afternoon
Farewell feat follows at 6:00
Only 7th years are permitted,
Unless if they ask a younger year to accompany them"
By the time Harry had finished reading the sign, Ron had joined his side. His eyes skimmed the sign. He clapped Harry's back.
"Excellent, this gives us one more time to check out all of the lovely ladies."
Harry heard a tut to the left of him, no doubt from Hermione.
"Ugh really Ron, be a little more considerate, come on, lets go outside by the lake, I don't want to spend my last day stuck inside."
They made their way to the door. Harry noticed a grumpy looking Ginny leaning against the wall.
"I'll be right there guys," he told Ron and Hermione. "Hey Ginny, why the long face?"
"I wish I could go to the dance, I mean it seems like a lot of fun. I just want to be with all of my 7th year friends one last time, you know? But obviously I can't go."
"Why not? You should be able to go. You can come with me, and give me some company. I don't want you to feel left out or anything."
Ginny's face lightened up. "Really? You won't mind me tagging along?"
"Nah, Harry replied, that's what friends are for, now come on." And they walked outside together.
They sat outside, the 4 of them by their favorite beech tree by the lake. Ginny and Harry were lying on their backs in the grass, just taking in all of their last day. Ron and Hermione were sitting next to each other up against the tree, shooting glances at one another, even though the other one was totally oblivious to it.
Harry saw a cloud pass over his head, which looked oddly like a dog.
"Hey do you remember Fluffy?"
"Do I ever!" Ron exclaimed.
"Remember back when we thought Norbert was dangerous?" Hermione added in.
Harry laughed nervously. He would gladly welcome Norbert to share his room with him after all of the other creatures he had dealt with. A dragon seemed nothing more then a little dog to him now.
Just then Ginny tried to suppress a giggle. "I remember when Fred and George set off those fireworks. The look on Umbridge's face when she was running like mad all through out the school. Ahh, good times, good times."
"Yea, said Harry, serves her right after she put us –especially me- through hell in our 5th year, and your 4th year", he added to Ginny.
Hermione pulled out her watch. "Oh my god, it is 2:00 already? I need to get ready to the dance. I want to make a good last impression on everyone. Come on Ginny, I really want to try a hair style on you, that will look really good, if you'll let me."
They got up, and started to make their way towards the castle. They had not even walked 3 paces when Ron registered what Hermione had said. His ears turned an excellent shade of pink.
"Uh oh, It looks like big brother Ron has got a case of "Wants-to- protect- his- sister", said Ginny, with a smile creeping up on her face.
"Whyareyougoingtothedance? Whoaskedyou? It better not be that Michael Corner bloke," Ron said in a rage.
"Hold your horses Ron!" She patted his head. "You do realize that I am 16. And if you remember, I dumped Michael years ago. He dumped me for Cho, so why would I even bother asking that jerk again? No, I'm going with Harry. He asked me this morning."
But this did not sit well with Ron.
"WHAT!?"
"Calm down mate, it is just as friends", said Harry.
Ron lowered his voice so that only Harry could hear. "I trust you okay? But if you try anything with my sister, I'll use so many hexes on you, that you'll resemble something like a slug at the end. I wasn't in the D.A. for nothing you know."
Harry grinned. "Well atleast I'll be happy knowing that you hexed me with the things I taught you."
Ron laughed, Come on Harry. We should go get ready now."
At precisely 2:55, everyone was waiting for the dance to start. Everyone looked quite nice, considering that they had only found out about the dance that same morning.
It also seemed to Harry that mostly everyone had managed to find a quick date as well. It seemed as Neville had finally got enough courage to ask Kuna out, seeing as that she was holding his hand, and gazing at him fondly. And looking through the crowd, he could see that even Malfoy found a date, Pansy Parksington. She was giggling madly at something while he was glancing around, looking smug.
Hermione entered the crowd, and said hi to Ron and Harry, just about the time that Ron's jaw dropped.
You had to admit it, Hermione looked gorgeous. She was wearing a pale green tanktop dress that stopped just before here knees. Her hair was curly, and pinned halfway back with a rose clip.
But then Ginny entered, and Harry's attention focused on her now. He was put into a deep trance. Oh, Hermione might of looked good, but Ginny was simply perfect to Harry. If her hair had been blonde, he would of thought he was seeing an angel. She was wearing a light blue strapless dress that went down to the floor. It matched her hair perfectly, which was pulled up into a bun, with curls sticking out.
Harry was speechless, so he just held out his arm for Ginny to hold.
Ginny giggled, "So I guess you approve of my looks Harry?"
"Definitely, you look amazing. I am so glad to have a beautiful girl on my arm tonight."
Ginny blushed and said "thanks."
Then an awkward silence followed. Both of them were just looking at their shoes, when Malfoy had to make a grand scene.
"Hey Potter! You shouldn't hang out with the weasel family. Their stink is rubbing off on you!"
Right on cue, Ginny marched up to Malfoy, and slapped him so hard, that he stumbled backwards.
"Oy! What the hell was that for, you poor excuse for a wizard!"
"Oh really? Well if that is what I am, then I would like to know what you call yourself, with your dad being in Azkaban and all. Its too bad that the Minister of Magic won't let the death eaters out, even though You-Know- Who is gone!"
"Weasley, ONE more word about my father, and I swear—
Just then McGonagall came into the entrance hall.
"Malfoy, Weasley, settle down! The dance is about to begin, everyone follow me!"
To be continued.........
He entered the common room to see a cluster of his fellow 7th years looking at something. He spotted Hermione and moved his way towards her. She pointed out a big notice on the bulletin board.
"The 1st annual graduation dance
3:00 pm this afternoon
Farewell feat follows at 6:00
Only 7th years are permitted,
Unless if they ask a younger year to accompany them"
By the time Harry had finished reading the sign, Ron had joined his side. His eyes skimmed the sign. He clapped Harry's back.
"Excellent, this gives us one more time to check out all of the lovely ladies."
Harry heard a tut to the left of him, no doubt from Hermione.
"Ugh really Ron, be a little more considerate, come on, lets go outside by the lake, I don't want to spend my last day stuck inside."
They made their way to the door. Harry noticed a grumpy looking Ginny leaning against the wall.
"I'll be right there guys," he told Ron and Hermione. "Hey Ginny, why the long face?"
"I wish I could go to the dance, I mean it seems like a lot of fun. I just want to be with all of my 7th year friends one last time, you know? But obviously I can't go."
"Why not? You should be able to go. You can come with me, and give me some company. I don't want you to feel left out or anything."
Ginny's face lightened up. "Really? You won't mind me tagging along?"
"Nah, Harry replied, that's what friends are for, now come on." And they walked outside together.
They sat outside, the 4 of them by their favorite beech tree by the lake. Ginny and Harry were lying on their backs in the grass, just taking in all of their last day. Ron and Hermione were sitting next to each other up against the tree, shooting glances at one another, even though the other one was totally oblivious to it.
Harry saw a cloud pass over his head, which looked oddly like a dog.
"Hey do you remember Fluffy?"
"Do I ever!" Ron exclaimed.
"Remember back when we thought Norbert was dangerous?" Hermione added in.
Harry laughed nervously. He would gladly welcome Norbert to share his room with him after all of the other creatures he had dealt with. A dragon seemed nothing more then a little dog to him now.
Just then Ginny tried to suppress a giggle. "I remember when Fred and George set off those fireworks. The look on Umbridge's face when she was running like mad all through out the school. Ahh, good times, good times."
"Yea, said Harry, serves her right after she put us –especially me- through hell in our 5th year, and your 4th year", he added to Ginny.
Hermione pulled out her watch. "Oh my god, it is 2:00 already? I need to get ready to the dance. I want to make a good last impression on everyone. Come on Ginny, I really want to try a hair style on you, that will look really good, if you'll let me."
They got up, and started to make their way towards the castle. They had not even walked 3 paces when Ron registered what Hermione had said. His ears turned an excellent shade of pink.
"Uh oh, It looks like big brother Ron has got a case of "Wants-to- protect- his- sister", said Ginny, with a smile creeping up on her face.
"Whyareyougoingtothedance? Whoaskedyou? It better not be that Michael Corner bloke," Ron said in a rage.
"Hold your horses Ron!" She patted his head. "You do realize that I am 16. And if you remember, I dumped Michael years ago. He dumped me for Cho, so why would I even bother asking that jerk again? No, I'm going with Harry. He asked me this morning."
But this did not sit well with Ron.
"WHAT!?"
"Calm down mate, it is just as friends", said Harry.
Ron lowered his voice so that only Harry could hear. "I trust you okay? But if you try anything with my sister, I'll use so many hexes on you, that you'll resemble something like a slug at the end. I wasn't in the D.A. for nothing you know."
Harry grinned. "Well atleast I'll be happy knowing that you hexed me with the things I taught you."
Ron laughed, Come on Harry. We should go get ready now."
At precisely 2:55, everyone was waiting for the dance to start. Everyone looked quite nice, considering that they had only found out about the dance that same morning.
It also seemed to Harry that mostly everyone had managed to find a quick date as well. It seemed as Neville had finally got enough courage to ask Kuna out, seeing as that she was holding his hand, and gazing at him fondly. And looking through the crowd, he could see that even Malfoy found a date, Pansy Parksington. She was giggling madly at something while he was glancing around, looking smug.
Hermione entered the crowd, and said hi to Ron and Harry, just about the time that Ron's jaw dropped.
You had to admit it, Hermione looked gorgeous. She was wearing a pale green tanktop dress that stopped just before here knees. Her hair was curly, and pinned halfway back with a rose clip.
But then Ginny entered, and Harry's attention focused on her now. He was put into a deep trance. Oh, Hermione might of looked good, but Ginny was simply perfect to Harry. If her hair had been blonde, he would of thought he was seeing an angel. She was wearing a light blue strapless dress that went down to the floor. It matched her hair perfectly, which was pulled up into a bun, with curls sticking out.
Harry was speechless, so he just held out his arm for Ginny to hold.
Ginny giggled, "So I guess you approve of my looks Harry?"
"Definitely, you look amazing. I am so glad to have a beautiful girl on my arm tonight."
Ginny blushed and said "thanks."
Then an awkward silence followed. Both of them were just looking at their shoes, when Malfoy had to make a grand scene.
"Hey Potter! You shouldn't hang out with the weasel family. Their stink is rubbing off on you!"
Right on cue, Ginny marched up to Malfoy, and slapped him so hard, that he stumbled backwards.
"Oy! What the hell was that for, you poor excuse for a wizard!"
"Oh really? Well if that is what I am, then I would like to know what you call yourself, with your dad being in Azkaban and all. Its too bad that the Minister of Magic won't let the death eaters out, even though You-Know- Who is gone!"
"Weasley, ONE more word about my father, and I swear—
Just then McGonagall came into the entrance hall.
"Malfoy, Weasley, settle down! The dance is about to begin, everyone follow me!"
To be continued.........