Disclaimer: Did I put one on the first entry? Oh well, anyways, I own nothing except the pathetic storyline, but come to think of it someone else has probably already used it, lol, so not that either. And For those of you that have replied you guys Rock! Keep in mind as you read on that I wrote this a long time ago ;)
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Part 3 Hermione's point of View
I shouldn't have made Harry do it. It wasn't right. If he had wanted to do it that would have been different but I could tell he didn't like the idea. One of the best things about Harry is how much he cares for his friends. I mean he would die for us in a second, no questions asked. I wish I could say the same about myself but no; I forced one friend into something he didn't want to do and crushed another one. Honestly though, Ron didn't deserve for me to go with him! I mean he made me wait four and a half weeks after it was announced and then he didn't even ask me properly!
"Hey, Uh Hermione," Ron started as he walked into the common room, "I was thinking, you know, we should go to this Graduation Dance thing together, I mean SO many girls have asked me and I am having a hard time choosing who to go with and since you have no date I guess I could go with you," I stood up angrily. I mean can you believe the nerve of this guy? He acted like he was doing me a FAVOR by saying he would go out with me!
"Oh, Ron, I would, but I already HAVE a date," I said turning on my heel and stalking out of the room, leaving Mister Charity to stand there stunned.
I shouldn't have been so hard on him. I know he really wanted to go with me but I thought I could teach him a good lesson on arrogance and how to treat a lady. I really should have called it all off at the Yule ball though. Really how foolish can I be? When I think about how I hurt those two, the two I call my best friends, my brothers, even more then that. I hate myself for it. It sends me to the shadows.
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Part 4 The Graduation Dance
"Come on Harry," Hermione begged playfully. The two sat in the great hall staring at the decorations set up days before. It was amazing to Harry that school would be over in only a few short weeks.
"Look, Hermione I already feel bad enough, I'm not dancing," Harry said stubbornly. He knew that it should be Ron, Hermione was persuading to dance, not him.
"Forget about Ron, it's not like your asking my hand in marriage, it's just a dance, besides think of the stories I'll be able to tell my future children of how I danced with the great Harry Potter," Hermione sighed jokingly.
"All right, but if Ron sees us we're dead," Harry said standing up reluctantly. He glanced at his date. Hermione looked beautiful, more beautiful then he'd ever seen her.
"He won't see us, he told you already that he wasn't coming since he doesn't have a date," Hermione said. She pulled Harry out onto the dance floor and started dancing animatedly to the fast music.
"Right on Hermione!" Luna shouted pulling her date onto the floor. Harry smiled and started dancing himself. Hermione laughed as he spun around dramatically. A strange feeling appeared in the pit of his stomach, like someone flying around on a broom inside his stomach. Somehow Harry didn't think it was from the dancing. The music stopped and Harry started to walk off the dance floor, this wasn't right, he was having too much fun.
"Harry, come on," Hermione pleaded, slight annoyance on her face, "We ARE aloud to have fun without Ron, Harry, we can have fun as friends."
"Oh, no, Hermione, I can't" Harry said obdurately, as he noticed that it was a slow song.
"Come on, just dance with me as a friend. It's not like it has to be all, romantic," Hermione said grabbing his hands and placing them around her waist, and then she placed her arms around his neck.
"See, just friends," Hermione said grinning up at him.
"Huh, yeah," Harry muttered the feeling in his stomach growing from a person flying on a broom to a whole quidditch game. He knew she thought of him as only a friend but he couldn't help feeling like she thought there was something more too when she laid her head against his chest.
"Oh no," Hermione muttered stepping away from Harry.
"What?" Harry asked nervously.
"We've been spotted," Hermione answered tilting her head in the direction of a red headed and extremely angry looking someone Standing in the Shadows. The person turned and ran out of the Great Hall.
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Ok, I know this is a little cheesy but let me remind you, I was quite young when I wrote this as in it was at least three years ago gag so yeah, lol. Enjoy!
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Part 3 Hermione's point of View
I shouldn't have made Harry do it. It wasn't right. If he had wanted to do it that would have been different but I could tell he didn't like the idea. One of the best things about Harry is how much he cares for his friends. I mean he would die for us in a second, no questions asked. I wish I could say the same about myself but no; I forced one friend into something he didn't want to do and crushed another one. Honestly though, Ron didn't deserve for me to go with him! I mean he made me wait four and a half weeks after it was announced and then he didn't even ask me properly!
"Hey, Uh Hermione," Ron started as he walked into the common room, "I was thinking, you know, we should go to this Graduation Dance thing together, I mean SO many girls have asked me and I am having a hard time choosing who to go with and since you have no date I guess I could go with you," I stood up angrily. I mean can you believe the nerve of this guy? He acted like he was doing me a FAVOR by saying he would go out with me!
"Oh, Ron, I would, but I already HAVE a date," I said turning on my heel and stalking out of the room, leaving Mister Charity to stand there stunned.
I shouldn't have been so hard on him. I know he really wanted to go with me but I thought I could teach him a good lesson on arrogance and how to treat a lady. I really should have called it all off at the Yule ball though. Really how foolish can I be? When I think about how I hurt those two, the two I call my best friends, my brothers, even more then that. I hate myself for it. It sends me to the shadows.
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Part 4 The Graduation Dance
"Come on Harry," Hermione begged playfully. The two sat in the great hall staring at the decorations set up days before. It was amazing to Harry that school would be over in only a few short weeks.
"Look, Hermione I already feel bad enough, I'm not dancing," Harry said stubbornly. He knew that it should be Ron, Hermione was persuading to dance, not him.
"Forget about Ron, it's not like your asking my hand in marriage, it's just a dance, besides think of the stories I'll be able to tell my future children of how I danced with the great Harry Potter," Hermione sighed jokingly.
"All right, but if Ron sees us we're dead," Harry said standing up reluctantly. He glanced at his date. Hermione looked beautiful, more beautiful then he'd ever seen her.
"He won't see us, he told you already that he wasn't coming since he doesn't have a date," Hermione said. She pulled Harry out onto the dance floor and started dancing animatedly to the fast music.
"Right on Hermione!" Luna shouted pulling her date onto the floor. Harry smiled and started dancing himself. Hermione laughed as he spun around dramatically. A strange feeling appeared in the pit of his stomach, like someone flying around on a broom inside his stomach. Somehow Harry didn't think it was from the dancing. The music stopped and Harry started to walk off the dance floor, this wasn't right, he was having too much fun.
"Harry, come on," Hermione pleaded, slight annoyance on her face, "We ARE aloud to have fun without Ron, Harry, we can have fun as friends."
"Oh, no, Hermione, I can't" Harry said obdurately, as he noticed that it was a slow song.
"Come on, just dance with me as a friend. It's not like it has to be all, romantic," Hermione said grabbing his hands and placing them around her waist, and then she placed her arms around his neck.
"See, just friends," Hermione said grinning up at him.
"Huh, yeah," Harry muttered the feeling in his stomach growing from a person flying on a broom to a whole quidditch game. He knew she thought of him as only a friend but he couldn't help feeling like she thought there was something more too when she laid her head against his chest.
"Oh no," Hermione muttered stepping away from Harry.
"What?" Harry asked nervously.
"We've been spotted," Hermione answered tilting her head in the direction of a red headed and extremely angry looking someone Standing in the Shadows. The person turned and ran out of the Great Hall.
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Ok, I know this is a little cheesy but let me remind you, I was quite young when I wrote this as in it was at least three years ago gag so yeah, lol. Enjoy!