Prepping Up
Hermione sat nervously on her bed as Ginny dug through her large closet in the sixth year girls' dormitory. Ginny threw a long khaki skirt at Hermione, followed by a ribbed forest green turtleneck.
Ginny murmured a charm that cleaned Hermione's closet in seconds and presented Hermione with forest green Mary Jane flats and a denim jacket, charmed to keep her warm outside in the cold February air.
"Now," Ginny smiled warmly, "GET DRESSED!"
Draco paced at the bottom of the school steps, nervously awaiting Hermione's arrival. He subconsciously picked a piece of lint off his maroon sweater and dusted off his khaki pants, brushing off some invisible dust from the shoulders of his black pea-coat.
"I will not make a fool of myself. I will not make a fool of myself." Draco chanted as he anxiously twirled a single white rose in his hands.
"Draco?" Draco felt his heart stop as he looked up to face the smiling face of the one and only Hermione Granger. His feet moved him, his eyes not leaving Hermione's face, and while doing so, tripped on the first step.
Draco heard Hermione giggle as she ran down the steps and helped him up from his embarrassing fall. He smiled shyly and handed her the rose, gingerly kissing her cheek, making Hermione's face turn a light shade of pink.
"Ready?" Draco asked, offering her his hand. Hermione smiled approvingly and took his hand.
"Let's go."