Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the plot, the dialogue, and various
things that are described. Neither do I own the menu items. They were taken
from Julia Child and Jacques Pepin's Julia and Jacques Cooking at Home, and
Julia Child's Menu Cookbook, and maybe from (i don't remember) Julia Child,
Louisette Bertholle, and Simone Beck's Mastering the Art of French Cooking.
I do not own the theme to the dance, either. And I don't know who does. Or
Seven jeans. Please do not sue.
A/N: thanks to the reviewers, and to my bro, the Sun Bear, for co-authoring the bit in Draco's room. He told me where to put the hands. And to my wonderful computer for putting up with me and not freezing once last night, when I was typing most of seven. I did one label-dropping, and that's Seven jeans. I've never owned a pair, since my parents refuse to buy me a pair of $140 jeans. I don't know why. But they're supposed to be really nice jeans. Oh, and in this story, Blaise is a girl. It is highly disputed to whether Blaise is a boy or a girl, but in this story he/she/it is a girl. On with the story!
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Seven
Hermione decided not to go back to the quarters, but to the Great Hall. Conjuring a clipboard and portable quill-and-inkpot set, she sat down at her table and started an Arithmancy equation.
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She came into their common room, ran over to Draco's staircase and rapped on tapestry.
"Draco!" she yelled excitedly. "I found a theme!!! Can I come up?"
"Sure,"came his voice.
Instantly the wall-hard tapestry became soft cloth. She pulled it to one side and ran up the steps to find Draco drying his hair. He was wearing a pair of black pants, but no shirt. Hermione blushed.
"So, what's your idea?" he asked, rubbing the top of his head, which was tilted to one side.
"Uh...Ah..." she said, dazed by the sight of him. She gulped. Hard. "I was thinking a Sadie Hawkins dance."
"A what now?" he asked, head now tilted to the other side. "Oh, could you scratch my back? It really itches."
She nodded, and walked to behind him. "Right in the center of my lower back," he said. "Down a bit. Yeah, to the right a smidge. Ah....that feels good." He turned around and grinned at her. "If I was a dog, I'd wag my tail. But, as I'm not, maybe this will be enought thanks." As he leaned down to kiss her, he put his hands around her waist and pulled her to him. Deepening the kiss, Draco felt Hermione's hands snake up around his neck.
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Now, Professor Dumbledore had neglected to mention that Housemates were allowed into rooms. So, at the very moment Draco pulled Hermione over to a chair, Ginny's voice rang out from the other room.
"Hermione! Hermione? Hermione where are you?" came Ginny's voice, a bit frantic.
Hermione pryed herself away from Draco, and went through his bathroom door to access her room.
"It's OK, Gin. I was just in Draco's room," she said. Ginny's eyebrow went up.
"Then far be it for me to interupt," she said coyly.
"You got that right, Weasley," drawled Draco from the door. "Smartest thing I've ever heard you say."
"Draco!" said Hermione, whacking his shoulder.
Ginny grinned. 'Ha! Wait till Ron finds out that she likes Draco!' she thought.
"So," said Ginny, leaning against a bed-post. "What's the theme for the dance?"
"Sadie Hawkins," said Hermione, smugly.
"What the hell is a Sadie Hawkins dance?" said Draco, irritibly.
"It's when the girl asks the boy. And," here, Hermione grinned, "the boy can't refuse."
Draco paled. "Oh, God. Hermione, you're going to have to ask me before Pansy does."
Hermione laughed. "It's OK, Draco. The "partners" have to go with one another. So, you are my date."
Draco sighed, relieved.
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Three weeks from that Wendsday....
"So," said Anthony Goldstien, "How are your projects going? Ron and Padma?"
"Um...." said Ron.
"We," said Padma, "have created a beautiful Babylon's "Hanging Gardens" moteif. The terrace has been changed into several levels. Naturally, there are four levels. The fourth-years will be seated on the lowest level, and the seventh-years on the top level. The tables will be seperated by latices with Tropicana roses growing on them. Fairies will be flying around the boothes, to create a romantic lighting. If your fairies somehow..." here Padma shifted in her seat, "...dissapear, then there is a glow-ball that floats above the table. Has anyone seen the Disney movie "Robin Hood"?"
"Yes!" chorused all the Muggleborns.
"No," said the purebloods.
"Well," said Padma. "In 'Robin Hood' they float this crystal ball above a table. The ball is filled with fireflies, so it glows. But, the ball that we will use is enchanted to give out a soft, candle-like light. What do you think?" She glanced around the table to be met with approving glances.
"In the middle of the top level," she went on. "There will a round table, with a hole in the center. That's where the teachers will sit. In the center of the table, I mean." Everyone gave Ron a look that plainly said 'I'll bet none of this was you idea.'
Ron turned red.
Padma, seeing this, put her hand on top of his, and smiled at everyone. "The glow-ball idea was Ron's," she said. "As was the teachers' seating arrangment." The expressions dissapeared.
Hannah, smiling, turned to Ernie and Pansy. "Ernie, Pansy, what have you chosen for the menu?"
"Pansy and I have worked very hard to create what is, we hope, is an original menu," said Ernie firmly. "For the appetizer, we have asparagus and brie wrapped in a prosciutto. And, for those who don't like asparagus, we have a sausage in brioche. For the soup course, Pansy recommended a Italian wedding soup that she got from her great-grandmother's niece's daughter-in-law.
"For the entrée we have choices. You could have salmon fillet sautéed on its skin, roast chicken with lemon and herbs, several choices of beef are available. They are all delicious. The choices are Steak au Poivre, and Chateaubriand. There is also rack of lamb, and Veal Roast en Cocotte." He stopped for a breath and looked around. Some people were looking at him with a hungry look. He smiled widely.
"For the dessert," said Pansy. "We have a Creme Caramel, Creme Brulee, Chocolate Pots de Creme, Poached Pears in a Chocolate Sauce, Chocolate Roulade, and any kind of Crepe you desire."
"The dessert course is accompanied by coffee," said Ernie. "As I have been informed by a Muggleborn classmate of mine, coffee now comes in flavors such as mocha, caramel, and peppermint. After three weeks of experiments, we have finally been able to concoct our own flavored coffee."
All of the senior prefects mouths dropped open.
Anthony, who had mantained his taste buds, turned to Draco and Hermione. "So, how have you decided to decorate the Great Hall?"
"We didn't agree on a color until three weeks ago, and we only worked out how to decorate it last week. But the theme, we've had the theme since the day after we agreed on a color." Draco stopped to conjure up a pitcher of water and glass. Pouring himself a glass, he took a couple of gulps before he started to talk again. "I'll let Hermione talk about the theme in a bit, but I'll tell you about how the Hall is decorated. The ceiling we'll leave alone, except for a white-silver gauze sheet hanging above the dance floor, as if we're in an Elvish tent. The lighting will be more glow-globes, but these will be of varying shades of light. Some will be meant to be as bright as the sun, some to throw shadows on the dancers.
"The walls will be hidden by white tapestries, with silver embroidery depicting various constellations. The far half of the Hall will be the dancing section. The near half will have white and silver furniture, many differant variations of sofas, chairs, and chez lounges. Now, Hermione will explain the theme of the dance and the costume theme."
"The costume theme is constellations and Elves. If you can't find a constellation to go as, just go as an Elf. Now, the dance theme is a Sadie Hawkins dance." She raised her hand at the people who about the question her. "A Sadie Hawkins dance is when the girls ask the guys, and the guys can't refuse. Now, I know that this is the least immpressive of all the preperations, but I didn't want to have to do something someone else has done, like 'Famous Couples Throughout History,' which is a great theme, but not something original. This is the first Sadie Hawkins Dance Hogwarts has ever had. I know that because I checked. What do you think?" She looked around to see what people's expressions were.
"I think thats a brilliant idea," said Ernie Macmillian.
Everyone else mumured their assent.
"Well, I think that's it for this meeting," said Anthony. "We'll meet again the night before the ball and go over the plans again and make sure they're flawless."
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That Saturday was a Hogsmeade day. Hermione hadn't felt going down to the Great Hall for breakfast, so she ordered up. Finding out what Draco wnated she flooed the kitchen and ordered their breakfast.
Three House-elves appeared ten minutes later, and set down the platters on a small table on the main balcony. Hermione and Draco sat in silence as tehy ate their breafast.
"So..." Hermione said, as she finished her breakfast.
"So...." said Draco, through his last bite of poached egg, drenched in Worcestershire sauce.
"Um..." continued Hermione.
"So, I'm going into Hogsmeade to pick out some robes today, you wanna come? I'll buy you some really nice robes," he said, in a bribey voice.
"I can't let you buy me robes!" she said. They both heard the 'again' that was hanging in the air.
"Of course you can. You've saved me from having to go with Pansy, Mi."
"'Mi'?" she asked.
"Hermione is too damn hard to say in the morning. So I shortened it." He shrugged her off. "So, what do you say?"
She smiled. "Sure."
"Great," he said, getting up from the table. He leaned over her and gave her a soft, lingering kiss. "I'm off to get dressed."
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He met her in their common room half an hour later. He was wearing a dark green long-sleeved t-shirt. It said 'Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes' on the front in silver. He was wearing a pair of black jeans, also.
'Probably Seven jeans,' thought Hemione, dryly.
She was wearing a pair of jean, but they were a dark blue. Her shirt was a off-the-shoulder thin white top. Since her top was a bit thin, she was wearing a maroon spaghetti-strapped top underneath that had a built-in bra. On her shoulder was a black leather messnger bag.
He had a check book and his wand sticking of his back pocket.
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As they walked down to the Entrance Hall hand in hand, Harry and Ron appeared from an adjacent corridor.
"Malfoy," they said.
"Potter. Weasley. Hermione, I suggest that we take another route to the carriges," said Draco, icily to Ron and Harry, but warm as lava to Hermione.
"Of course, Draco dear." And they turned down a corridor, exited the building, and ran to their right so they could go 'round the shorter way.
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A/N: Ok, so the ending to this chapter sucked. Forgive me, gentle readers. That's pretty much it for a while. Email my brother and tell him to play his XBox more often Apparently, it takes away my writers block. More specifically, tell him to play the Baldurs Gate game, if you want to READ ON!!!! (more not-so-subtle-mind-messages.) Go to my blog in a couple days (today of Feb. 23, 2004) and see if there is a pragraph of eight. It should be the part where they get some robes. And here are the planned pairings:
Draco/Hermione, Harry/?, Ron/?, Ernie/?, Pansy/?.
*laughs evily* you thought I'd actually tell you? NEVAH!!!!
We will nevah surrendah
~Winston Churchhill
A/N: thanks to the reviewers, and to my bro, the Sun Bear, for co-authoring the bit in Draco's room. He told me where to put the hands. And to my wonderful computer for putting up with me and not freezing once last night, when I was typing most of seven. I did one label-dropping, and that's Seven jeans. I've never owned a pair, since my parents refuse to buy me a pair of $140 jeans. I don't know why. But they're supposed to be really nice jeans. Oh, and in this story, Blaise is a girl. It is highly disputed to whether Blaise is a boy or a girl, but in this story he/she/it is a girl. On with the story!
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Seven
Hermione decided not to go back to the quarters, but to the Great Hall. Conjuring a clipboard and portable quill-and-inkpot set, she sat down at her table and started an Arithmancy equation.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She came into their common room, ran over to Draco's staircase and rapped on tapestry.
"Draco!" she yelled excitedly. "I found a theme!!! Can I come up?"
"Sure,"came his voice.
Instantly the wall-hard tapestry became soft cloth. She pulled it to one side and ran up the steps to find Draco drying his hair. He was wearing a pair of black pants, but no shirt. Hermione blushed.
"So, what's your idea?" he asked, rubbing the top of his head, which was tilted to one side.
"Uh...Ah..." she said, dazed by the sight of him. She gulped. Hard. "I was thinking a Sadie Hawkins dance."
"A what now?" he asked, head now tilted to the other side. "Oh, could you scratch my back? It really itches."
She nodded, and walked to behind him. "Right in the center of my lower back," he said. "Down a bit. Yeah, to the right a smidge. Ah....that feels good." He turned around and grinned at her. "If I was a dog, I'd wag my tail. But, as I'm not, maybe this will be enought thanks." As he leaned down to kiss her, he put his hands around her waist and pulled her to him. Deepening the kiss, Draco felt Hermione's hands snake up around his neck.
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Now, Professor Dumbledore had neglected to mention that Housemates were allowed into rooms. So, at the very moment Draco pulled Hermione over to a chair, Ginny's voice rang out from the other room.
"Hermione! Hermione? Hermione where are you?" came Ginny's voice, a bit frantic.
Hermione pryed herself away from Draco, and went through his bathroom door to access her room.
"It's OK, Gin. I was just in Draco's room," she said. Ginny's eyebrow went up.
"Then far be it for me to interupt," she said coyly.
"You got that right, Weasley," drawled Draco from the door. "Smartest thing I've ever heard you say."
"Draco!" said Hermione, whacking his shoulder.
Ginny grinned. 'Ha! Wait till Ron finds out that she likes Draco!' she thought.
"So," said Ginny, leaning against a bed-post. "What's the theme for the dance?"
"Sadie Hawkins," said Hermione, smugly.
"What the hell is a Sadie Hawkins dance?" said Draco, irritibly.
"It's when the girl asks the boy. And," here, Hermione grinned, "the boy can't refuse."
Draco paled. "Oh, God. Hermione, you're going to have to ask me before Pansy does."
Hermione laughed. "It's OK, Draco. The "partners" have to go with one another. So, you are my date."
Draco sighed, relieved.
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Three weeks from that Wendsday....
"So," said Anthony Goldstien, "How are your projects going? Ron and Padma?"
"Um...." said Ron.
"We," said Padma, "have created a beautiful Babylon's "Hanging Gardens" moteif. The terrace has been changed into several levels. Naturally, there are four levels. The fourth-years will be seated on the lowest level, and the seventh-years on the top level. The tables will be seperated by latices with Tropicana roses growing on them. Fairies will be flying around the boothes, to create a romantic lighting. If your fairies somehow..." here Padma shifted in her seat, "...dissapear, then there is a glow-ball that floats above the table. Has anyone seen the Disney movie "Robin Hood"?"
"Yes!" chorused all the Muggleborns.
"No," said the purebloods.
"Well," said Padma. "In 'Robin Hood' they float this crystal ball above a table. The ball is filled with fireflies, so it glows. But, the ball that we will use is enchanted to give out a soft, candle-like light. What do you think?" She glanced around the table to be met with approving glances.
"In the middle of the top level," she went on. "There will a round table, with a hole in the center. That's where the teachers will sit. In the center of the table, I mean." Everyone gave Ron a look that plainly said 'I'll bet none of this was you idea.'
Ron turned red.
Padma, seeing this, put her hand on top of his, and smiled at everyone. "The glow-ball idea was Ron's," she said. "As was the teachers' seating arrangment." The expressions dissapeared.
Hannah, smiling, turned to Ernie and Pansy. "Ernie, Pansy, what have you chosen for the menu?"
"Pansy and I have worked very hard to create what is, we hope, is an original menu," said Ernie firmly. "For the appetizer, we have asparagus and brie wrapped in a prosciutto. And, for those who don't like asparagus, we have a sausage in brioche. For the soup course, Pansy recommended a Italian wedding soup that she got from her great-grandmother's niece's daughter-in-law.
"For the entrée we have choices. You could have salmon fillet sautéed on its skin, roast chicken with lemon and herbs, several choices of beef are available. They are all delicious. The choices are Steak au Poivre, and Chateaubriand. There is also rack of lamb, and Veal Roast en Cocotte." He stopped for a breath and looked around. Some people were looking at him with a hungry look. He smiled widely.
"For the dessert," said Pansy. "We have a Creme Caramel, Creme Brulee, Chocolate Pots de Creme, Poached Pears in a Chocolate Sauce, Chocolate Roulade, and any kind of Crepe you desire."
"The dessert course is accompanied by coffee," said Ernie. "As I have been informed by a Muggleborn classmate of mine, coffee now comes in flavors such as mocha, caramel, and peppermint. After three weeks of experiments, we have finally been able to concoct our own flavored coffee."
All of the senior prefects mouths dropped open.
Anthony, who had mantained his taste buds, turned to Draco and Hermione. "So, how have you decided to decorate the Great Hall?"
"We didn't agree on a color until three weeks ago, and we only worked out how to decorate it last week. But the theme, we've had the theme since the day after we agreed on a color." Draco stopped to conjure up a pitcher of water and glass. Pouring himself a glass, he took a couple of gulps before he started to talk again. "I'll let Hermione talk about the theme in a bit, but I'll tell you about how the Hall is decorated. The ceiling we'll leave alone, except for a white-silver gauze sheet hanging above the dance floor, as if we're in an Elvish tent. The lighting will be more glow-globes, but these will be of varying shades of light. Some will be meant to be as bright as the sun, some to throw shadows on the dancers.
"The walls will be hidden by white tapestries, with silver embroidery depicting various constellations. The far half of the Hall will be the dancing section. The near half will have white and silver furniture, many differant variations of sofas, chairs, and chez lounges. Now, Hermione will explain the theme of the dance and the costume theme."
"The costume theme is constellations and Elves. If you can't find a constellation to go as, just go as an Elf. Now, the dance theme is a Sadie Hawkins dance." She raised her hand at the people who about the question her. "A Sadie Hawkins dance is when the girls ask the guys, and the guys can't refuse. Now, I know that this is the least immpressive of all the preperations, but I didn't want to have to do something someone else has done, like 'Famous Couples Throughout History,' which is a great theme, but not something original. This is the first Sadie Hawkins Dance Hogwarts has ever had. I know that because I checked. What do you think?" She looked around to see what people's expressions were.
"I think thats a brilliant idea," said Ernie Macmillian.
Everyone else mumured their assent.
"Well, I think that's it for this meeting," said Anthony. "We'll meet again the night before the ball and go over the plans again and make sure they're flawless."
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That Saturday was a Hogsmeade day. Hermione hadn't felt going down to the Great Hall for breakfast, so she ordered up. Finding out what Draco wnated she flooed the kitchen and ordered their breakfast.
Three House-elves appeared ten minutes later, and set down the platters on a small table on the main balcony. Hermione and Draco sat in silence as tehy ate their breafast.
"So..." Hermione said, as she finished her breakfast.
"So...." said Draco, through his last bite of poached egg, drenched in Worcestershire sauce.
"Um..." continued Hermione.
"So, I'm going into Hogsmeade to pick out some robes today, you wanna come? I'll buy you some really nice robes," he said, in a bribey voice.
"I can't let you buy me robes!" she said. They both heard the 'again' that was hanging in the air.
"Of course you can. You've saved me from having to go with Pansy, Mi."
"'Mi'?" she asked.
"Hermione is too damn hard to say in the morning. So I shortened it." He shrugged her off. "So, what do you say?"
She smiled. "Sure."
"Great," he said, getting up from the table. He leaned over her and gave her a soft, lingering kiss. "I'm off to get dressed."
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He met her in their common room half an hour later. He was wearing a dark green long-sleeved t-shirt. It said 'Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes' on the front in silver. He was wearing a pair of black jeans, also.
'Probably Seven jeans,' thought Hemione, dryly.
She was wearing a pair of jean, but they were a dark blue. Her shirt was a off-the-shoulder thin white top. Since her top was a bit thin, she was wearing a maroon spaghetti-strapped top underneath that had a built-in bra. On her shoulder was a black leather messnger bag.
He had a check book and his wand sticking of his back pocket.
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As they walked down to the Entrance Hall hand in hand, Harry and Ron appeared from an adjacent corridor.
"Malfoy," they said.
"Potter. Weasley. Hermione, I suggest that we take another route to the carriges," said Draco, icily to Ron and Harry, but warm as lava to Hermione.
"Of course, Draco dear." And they turned down a corridor, exited the building, and ran to their right so they could go 'round the shorter way.
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A/N: Ok, so the ending to this chapter sucked. Forgive me, gentle readers. That's pretty much it for a while. Email my brother and tell him to play his XBox more often Apparently, it takes away my writers block. More specifically, tell him to play the Baldurs Gate game, if you want to READ ON!!!! (more not-so-subtle-mind-messages.) Go to my blog in a couple days (today of Feb. 23, 2004) and see if there is a pragraph of eight. It should be the part where they get some robes. And here are the planned pairings:
Draco/Hermione, Harry/?, Ron/?, Ernie/?, Pansy/?.
*laughs evily* you thought I'd actually tell you? NEVAH!!!!
We will nevah surrendah
~Winston Churchhill