Every single pair of eyes was fixed on Ginny, waiting for her
reaction. An unbearable awkward silence passed through the common room,
until Fred just couldn't take it anymore . He yelled, "Well, Ginny?"
"Well, what?" She responded calmly, as if her supposed sworn enemy since the day she arrived at Hogwarts admitting that he had a crush on her was a normal, everyday occurrence.
"Well, what do you think?" Fred asked in exasperation. When all he received in response was a blank stare, he clarified. "About Malfoy suddenly taking a liking to you?"
"Sorry, dear brother, but I feel no need to answer your very probing and personal questions at the moment." She answered, in the same calm, dignified tone.
"And, why, dear sister," he mocked, getting a little impatient. "Is that?"
"Yeah, Ginny, why can't you tell us?" George demanded.
"I feel no need to tell you for two reasons," Ginny held up a two fingers and listed, "One; it's not your turn to be asking me a question," she paused and continued. "And two; it's NONE OF YOUR DAMN BUSINESS!"
Everyone looked taken aback by Ginny's sudden change of tone, not to mention the fact that she hadn't mentioned anything about Malfoy's crush. This was the perfect opportunity to insult him; to get him back for all of the times he had verbally abused her and her friends. So why hadn't she taken it? Was it possible that she actually liked Malfoy?
Another awkward silence ensued until Malfoy, of all people, broke it. "So..." he started, slightly awkwardly. "I believe it's my turn..?" He half- stated, half-asked, as if he was unsure of what to do.
"Yep, your turn, Malfoy!" Angelica called out in an obviously fake cheerful voice. Everything seemed to return to normal when Draco's lips formed their usual evil grin and he sneered at Hermione.
"Granger!" He called out. Even though he secretly wanted to choose Ginny, he knew he had to take the spotlight of himself and his embarrassing crush. Plus, it would be fun to mess around with the Mudblood a little. But still... he did want to know what was going on inside Ginny's head. Did she like him? Did she hate him? Why did she have to be so damn mysterious?
"Truth or dare, Granger?" He sneered.
"Dare." Hermione answered immediately, with conviction.
Malfoy grinned. Oh, this is going to be good, he plotted silently. "I'm going to give you a choice, Granger. Potter or Weasley – who would you rather kiss?"
Hermione turned as red as Ron and Lavender had only minutes before. Speaking of Lavender, she tightened her grip on Ron's arm possessively.
"Well, Granger?" Draco insisted. "We're waaaaaaiting..." He continued in a sing-song voice.
Hermione's face had turned an even darker shade of red, if possible. But she stood up anyway, and slowly sauntered to where Ron and Harry were sitting next to each other. They both looked very nervous.
She took a deep breath, leaned over and kissed Harry gently on the lips. Although the kiss was short, it was sweet. It affected both Harry and Hermione deeply, and it showed when they pulled away. Not only where their faces red with embarrassment, they were lit up by gigantic smiles that radiated throughout the entire room. The sparks that they had both felt were obvious.
"Aw, looks like the Boy Who Lived has a girlfriend," Malfoy teased. But Harry didn't even hear him. He was staring at Hermione. How could I have never noticed how beautiful she is before? He asked himself, still mesmerised by her stunning features. He had stopped seeing Hermione as his best friend. No, now he saw her as something much more...
"Your turn, Hermione!" Lavender called cheerfully. She was extremely happy that Hermione chose Harry over Ron.
Hermione spoke without breaking eye contact with Harry, not wanting to end the connection. "Harry, truth or dare?" She asked softly, not once looking away from his beautiful green eyes.
"Truth," Harry answered with a smile, already knowing what she would say.
"Harry, do you-" She started to ask.
"Yes." He interrupted.
"Really?" She asked happily.
"Yes." He replied. "Now, Hermione - truth or dare?"
"Truth," she answered, hoping he would ask what she wanted him to ask.
"Hermione Granger, will you go out with me?" Harry asked quietly.
"Oh, Harry!" Hermione said as she hugged him. "Of course I will!"
Harry grinned and kissed Hermione for the second time, but this one lasted longer than the first. Whistles, catcalls and cheers filled the room as the new couple's kiss deepened into a full-out make out session. When they finally pulled away (well, they had to come up for air some time!), they both smiled shyly at each other and Hermione sat on Harry's lap in a very un-Hermione like manner.
Harry turned to Ron, who was sitting beside him and grinned. They both hadn't felt this excited in a very long time. Sirius's death had greatly affected Harry, and he hadn't felt truly happy since that day in the Department of Mysteries. But Harry wasn't thinking of Sirius's death at the moment – the only thing he was concentrated on was Hermione, his girlfriend.
Hermione, his girlfriend. He liked the sound of that.
A/N: Oh. My. God. I have 35 reviews! Thank you so much to everyone that reviewed, especially those that answered my question about Ginny and Draco. I'm planning on using a few of your suggestions, as you will see in the next chapter. Oh, and someone mentioned that I only accept signed reviews. Um, I didn't know that – how do I change it? Again, thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!!!!
"Well, what?" She responded calmly, as if her supposed sworn enemy since the day she arrived at Hogwarts admitting that he had a crush on her was a normal, everyday occurrence.
"Well, what do you think?" Fred asked in exasperation. When all he received in response was a blank stare, he clarified. "About Malfoy suddenly taking a liking to you?"
"Sorry, dear brother, but I feel no need to answer your very probing and personal questions at the moment." She answered, in the same calm, dignified tone.
"And, why, dear sister," he mocked, getting a little impatient. "Is that?"
"Yeah, Ginny, why can't you tell us?" George demanded.
"I feel no need to tell you for two reasons," Ginny held up a two fingers and listed, "One; it's not your turn to be asking me a question," she paused and continued. "And two; it's NONE OF YOUR DAMN BUSINESS!"
Everyone looked taken aback by Ginny's sudden change of tone, not to mention the fact that she hadn't mentioned anything about Malfoy's crush. This was the perfect opportunity to insult him; to get him back for all of the times he had verbally abused her and her friends. So why hadn't she taken it? Was it possible that she actually liked Malfoy?
Another awkward silence ensued until Malfoy, of all people, broke it. "So..." he started, slightly awkwardly. "I believe it's my turn..?" He half- stated, half-asked, as if he was unsure of what to do.
"Yep, your turn, Malfoy!" Angelica called out in an obviously fake cheerful voice. Everything seemed to return to normal when Draco's lips formed their usual evil grin and he sneered at Hermione.
"Granger!" He called out. Even though he secretly wanted to choose Ginny, he knew he had to take the spotlight of himself and his embarrassing crush. Plus, it would be fun to mess around with the Mudblood a little. But still... he did want to know what was going on inside Ginny's head. Did she like him? Did she hate him? Why did she have to be so damn mysterious?
"Truth or dare, Granger?" He sneered.
"Dare." Hermione answered immediately, with conviction.
Malfoy grinned. Oh, this is going to be good, he plotted silently. "I'm going to give you a choice, Granger. Potter or Weasley – who would you rather kiss?"
Hermione turned as red as Ron and Lavender had only minutes before. Speaking of Lavender, she tightened her grip on Ron's arm possessively.
"Well, Granger?" Draco insisted. "We're waaaaaaiting..." He continued in a sing-song voice.
Hermione's face had turned an even darker shade of red, if possible. But she stood up anyway, and slowly sauntered to where Ron and Harry were sitting next to each other. They both looked very nervous.
She took a deep breath, leaned over and kissed Harry gently on the lips. Although the kiss was short, it was sweet. It affected both Harry and Hermione deeply, and it showed when they pulled away. Not only where their faces red with embarrassment, they were lit up by gigantic smiles that radiated throughout the entire room. The sparks that they had both felt were obvious.
"Aw, looks like the Boy Who Lived has a girlfriend," Malfoy teased. But Harry didn't even hear him. He was staring at Hermione. How could I have never noticed how beautiful she is before? He asked himself, still mesmerised by her stunning features. He had stopped seeing Hermione as his best friend. No, now he saw her as something much more...
"Your turn, Hermione!" Lavender called cheerfully. She was extremely happy that Hermione chose Harry over Ron.
Hermione spoke without breaking eye contact with Harry, not wanting to end the connection. "Harry, truth or dare?" She asked softly, not once looking away from his beautiful green eyes.
"Truth," Harry answered with a smile, already knowing what she would say.
"Harry, do you-" She started to ask.
"Yes." He interrupted.
"Really?" She asked happily.
"Yes." He replied. "Now, Hermione - truth or dare?"
"Truth," she answered, hoping he would ask what she wanted him to ask.
"Hermione Granger, will you go out with me?" Harry asked quietly.
"Oh, Harry!" Hermione said as she hugged him. "Of course I will!"
Harry grinned and kissed Hermione for the second time, but this one lasted longer than the first. Whistles, catcalls and cheers filled the room as the new couple's kiss deepened into a full-out make out session. When they finally pulled away (well, they had to come up for air some time!), they both smiled shyly at each other and Hermione sat on Harry's lap in a very un-Hermione like manner.
Harry turned to Ron, who was sitting beside him and grinned. They both hadn't felt this excited in a very long time. Sirius's death had greatly affected Harry, and he hadn't felt truly happy since that day in the Department of Mysteries. But Harry wasn't thinking of Sirius's death at the moment – the only thing he was concentrated on was Hermione, his girlfriend.
Hermione, his girlfriend. He liked the sound of that.
A/N: Oh. My. God. I have 35 reviews! Thank you so much to everyone that reviewed, especially those that answered my question about Ginny and Draco. I'm planning on using a few of your suggestions, as you will see in the next chapter. Oh, and someone mentioned that I only accept signed reviews. Um, I didn't know that – how do I change it? Again, thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!!!!