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Chapter 3: suddenly Hermione has 3 people to go with.
About an hour later, Hermione came into the common room with a dazed look on her face.
"What's wrong Hermione?"
"Did he get fresh?
"No, he was very sincere. He asked me to the ball." She said it as though it were just another one of those things.
"WHAT?????" Ron and Harry exclaimed at the same time.
"Harry, catch me." Ron said, faking a faint, but Harry had already moved towards Hermione. "Oh no," he said before falling to the floor with a thump.
"Well, what did you say?"
"Well, I said I would think about it."
"Think about it??? Hermione, this is Malfoy we're talking about. The same Malfoy who wore 'Potter Stinks' badges last year. The same Malfoy who made fun of me after I fainted from the dementors. The same Malfoy who we thought was the Heir of Slytherin! The same Malfoy who---"
"I know!" she yelled. "Stop! Don't you think I've already thought about all that? He seemed different though."
"Different?" Said Ron who had dragged himself up off the ground. "People like him don't change! It's in his blood! You know his father!"
"He was very sincere, going on about how he hatched this plan as soon as he'd heard about the ball. To get in detention with me so you two wouldn't be around to sway my decision. He talked real nice to me. Didn't drawl or sneer or anything like that. Very strange."
"He just wants you to give him a good time. Boys like that only want one thing from a girl. It was all an act!"
"Now, Ron you don't know that."
"He's right Hermione." Harry jumped in. "Malfoy's tricky like that."
"Well, I just feel like, no one else has asked me so I might be forced to go with him."
Harry and Ron gave each other a sideways glance. Then, suddenly, they both jumped in front of Hermione and asked, at the same time, "Want to go to the ball with me?"
"Oh dear."
A/N: oh no! Whatever shall she do? Read on!
Chapter 3: suddenly Hermione has 3 people to go with.
About an hour later, Hermione came into the common room with a dazed look on her face.
"What's wrong Hermione?"
"Did he get fresh?
"No, he was very sincere. He asked me to the ball." She said it as though it were just another one of those things.
"WHAT?????" Ron and Harry exclaimed at the same time.
"Harry, catch me." Ron said, faking a faint, but Harry had already moved towards Hermione. "Oh no," he said before falling to the floor with a thump.
"Well, what did you say?"
"Well, I said I would think about it."
"Think about it??? Hermione, this is Malfoy we're talking about. The same Malfoy who wore 'Potter Stinks' badges last year. The same Malfoy who made fun of me after I fainted from the dementors. The same Malfoy who we thought was the Heir of Slytherin! The same Malfoy who---"
"I know!" she yelled. "Stop! Don't you think I've already thought about all that? He seemed different though."
"Different?" Said Ron who had dragged himself up off the ground. "People like him don't change! It's in his blood! You know his father!"
"He was very sincere, going on about how he hatched this plan as soon as he'd heard about the ball. To get in detention with me so you two wouldn't be around to sway my decision. He talked real nice to me. Didn't drawl or sneer or anything like that. Very strange."
"He just wants you to give him a good time. Boys like that only want one thing from a girl. It was all an act!"
"Now, Ron you don't know that."
"He's right Hermione." Harry jumped in. "Malfoy's tricky like that."
"Well, I just feel like, no one else has asked me so I might be forced to go with him."
Harry and Ron gave each other a sideways glance. Then, suddenly, they both jumped in front of Hermione and asked, at the same time, "Want to go to the ball with me?"
"Oh dear."
A/N: oh no! Whatever shall she do? Read on!