Ginny fidgeted nervously as Hermione got dressed and fixed her hair
and mkaeup. "Are you done yet?" she asked for what must have been the 100th
time. Hermione sighed. She didn't get dressed up a lot, and when she did
she liked to make sure everything was perfect. "Yes, yes, I'm done. I still
can't beleive you're going to the ball with someone you don't even know"
she shook her head, then turned back to the mirror to check her hair once
again. "It's not like Ron cares what you look like or anything," she
grumbled to Hermione's back. "And I do to know him! I've been writing to
him for almost a whole year!" she added defensivley. Hermione blushed a
bit at the mention of Ron Weasley, Ginny's older brother and her new
boyfriend.
She turned around and stuck her tongue out to Ginny. "Fine. We'll go." SHe walked to the door and Ginny scurried out, impatient to get to the Great Hall. She saw her brother at the bottom of the stairs and snorted. "She took long enough," she whispered in his ear when she walked by, "you'd better say something nice". But when Herm did walk down the stairs to him all he could do was stare. Hermione blushed even more. Ginny opened the portorit hole and lead the way, eager to get away from her brother and Herm. She stood outside of the Great Hall and looked around. SHe had told her Pal, after his agreement to go with her, tha she would wait for him outside the doors.
Hermione and Ron walked in with a few other couples and Hermione said"Good luck". Ginny only nodded, because she was too nervous to speak. As more and more couples entered she grew more and more anxious, wondering if maybe he had changed his mind and decided to go with someone else. Maybe he was walking past her with another girl, smiling and laughing at her for being so stupid. She was about to leave when she saw someone coming twoards the Great Hall. And he was alone. Her heart quickened and she stood, frozen to the spot, until he got close enough to recognize.
Ginny's mouth dropped open in surprise. "You??!!" she said at the same moment as Draco Malfoy said it, her expression matching his. He blinked rapidly and she stood there, now frozen in shock. Her Pal, her best friend, was DRACO MALFOY??? She felt like falling dead on the spot but her muscles refused even that bit of action. She soon felt the blush rise to her cheeks as her blood started flowing again. Draco was still standing there, stunned. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other.
"So..... I guess we should go in. Sepertley, I mean" she added quickly. He shook his head as if to clear it then mumbled, "Um, yeah, I guess we should,". They both stodd there for a second, then Ginny turned and walked quickly into the Geat Hall. She started walking to Hermione and Ron, then decided to get an empty table, so she could think. She sat down, and watched all the people dancing. Her shocked faded into sadness as she realized that, one, she didn't have a date, and, two, that the one she loved was Draco Malfoy. For she knew now that she loved him. She had never talked to anyone who was so cool, and intelligent, and liked the same stuff as her.
"But still," she muttered to herself, staring blankly ahead without really looking at anything. " he's Draco, MALFOY. He hates me..." she thought about this, then, since he had never acctually done anything to her, she changes her thought to, "He hates my brother because he's a Weasley, and I am too. And he called Hermione a Mudblood." She focoused her eyes and saw what she had been staring at while she mumbled to herself.
It was Harry and Parvati dancing. She winced, remembering how she had once felt for Harry. That affection died away to friendship when her Pal came along. She scowled at herself, thinking, 'Can't anything in my life not be connected to him?' But she knew that it couldn't. Nor did she want it to be.
She turned around and stuck her tongue out to Ginny. "Fine. We'll go." SHe walked to the door and Ginny scurried out, impatient to get to the Great Hall. She saw her brother at the bottom of the stairs and snorted. "She took long enough," she whispered in his ear when she walked by, "you'd better say something nice". But when Herm did walk down the stairs to him all he could do was stare. Hermione blushed even more. Ginny opened the portorit hole and lead the way, eager to get away from her brother and Herm. She stood outside of the Great Hall and looked around. SHe had told her Pal, after his agreement to go with her, tha she would wait for him outside the doors.
Hermione and Ron walked in with a few other couples and Hermione said"Good luck". Ginny only nodded, because she was too nervous to speak. As more and more couples entered she grew more and more anxious, wondering if maybe he had changed his mind and decided to go with someone else. Maybe he was walking past her with another girl, smiling and laughing at her for being so stupid. She was about to leave when she saw someone coming twoards the Great Hall. And he was alone. Her heart quickened and she stood, frozen to the spot, until he got close enough to recognize.
Ginny's mouth dropped open in surprise. "You??!!" she said at the same moment as Draco Malfoy said it, her expression matching his. He blinked rapidly and she stood there, now frozen in shock. Her Pal, her best friend, was DRACO MALFOY??? She felt like falling dead on the spot but her muscles refused even that bit of action. She soon felt the blush rise to her cheeks as her blood started flowing again. Draco was still standing there, stunned. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other.
"So..... I guess we should go in. Sepertley, I mean" she added quickly. He shook his head as if to clear it then mumbled, "Um, yeah, I guess we should,". They both stodd there for a second, then Ginny turned and walked quickly into the Geat Hall. She started walking to Hermione and Ron, then decided to get an empty table, so she could think. She sat down, and watched all the people dancing. Her shocked faded into sadness as she realized that, one, she didn't have a date, and, two, that the one she loved was Draco Malfoy. For she knew now that she loved him. She had never talked to anyone who was so cool, and intelligent, and liked the same stuff as her.
"But still," she muttered to herself, staring blankly ahead without really looking at anything. " he's Draco, MALFOY. He hates me..." she thought about this, then, since he had never acctually done anything to her, she changes her thought to, "He hates my brother because he's a Weasley, and I am too. And he called Hermione a Mudblood." She focoused her eyes and saw what she had been staring at while she mumbled to herself.
It was Harry and Parvati dancing. She winced, remembering how she had once felt for Harry. That affection died away to friendship when her Pal came along. She scowled at herself, thinking, 'Can't anything in my life not be connected to him?' But she knew that it couldn't. Nor did she want it to be.