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Chapter 7: the ball
When they were all dressed and ready to go, they still had about 30 minutes until the actual start of the ball. Harry chose to stay in the common room. Ron took Hermione down to the Great Hall for a surprise. He had set up a little dessert for them to enjoy all alone.
"Ron? What are we going to do for a half an hour?" Hermione asked.
"It's a surprise."
They sat down at the empty Gryffindor table. A first year came up with a tray carrying two tall glasses of a creamy liquid. He stared meaningfully and Ron. Ron thrust two galleons into his sweaty palm and the first year ran off with his dough.
"Ron, this is lovely!"
"Do you even know what you're drinking?
"Why, no, what is it?"
"It's butter beer mixed with some of Florean Fortescues' creamiest milkshake.
"Ooh, it's wonderful!"
"I know."
Ron snapped his fingers when they were finished and the same first year came over with another tray. This one carried a pumpkin pie with whipped cream on top. The first year waited for his money and bolted again. Hermione rolled her eyes.
They ate the pie and gazed lovingly into each other's eyes. Then Professor McGonagall's voice boomed throughout the empty Great Hall.
"Everyone report to the Great Hall, the ball is about to begin."
"Well, I guess we just wait." Said Ron, looking nervous.
"Yea, I hope Harry gets here soon." Hermione replied.
"Admit it! You wanted to go with him! You wish the potion had picked him! Don't you? Don't you?"
"Ron, no! I admit that I considered Harry for a while but I love you. If you can't trust me on that, I guess you don't love me as much as I love you."
"No, no, Hermione!" Ron said quickly. "I'm sorry, it's the red hair, and my mother's 'jealous gene'. Please forgive me. Because," his tone got softer, "I do love you. With all my heart."
"I know."
"How long have you known?"
"Since second year when you defended me when Malfoy called me a Mudblood, and in third year when you yelled at Snape for calling me a know- it-all. You have a strange way of showing it Ron but I know you love me."
Ron smiled and they moved closer together as the music began and students began filing in, "I think we just had our first lovers quarrel, Hermione." Hermione giggled and they were just beginning to feel comfortable when they heard the familiar drawl.
"Well, aren't you just too cute?"
They looked up and saw Malfoy standing so close to them he could've been on top of them. Pansy Parkinson was perched on his arm.
"You turned down Potter and me to go with this filth?"
"Hah! Ooh, don't make fun of them Draco, they're cute together. Dirty blood and just plain dirty!" Pansy shrieked.
Ron made a motion as if to take his wand out but Hermione stopped him. "He's not worth it Ron." She turned to Malfoy. "Couldn't go with me so you chose this scum. Thought you were going to be in the hospital wing."
"Snape realized I'm his favorite student and forgave me for having bad taste in you. So, he gave me the antidote early so I could go. Plus he's afraid of my father."
"Of course. They were both Death Eaters together, I thought they'd be more chummy." Ron said.
Malfoy snarled at him. But McGonagall just happened to walk past then so he couldn't do anything.
"I'll get you later, Weasley." Malfoy snarled.
"Don't let him get to you Ron, he just wants a rise out of you." Hermione said, consoling her true love.
Just then Harry and Cho walked up to them.
"Hey Ron guess what?" Harry said, in a rather annoyed tone. "Fred and George signed us up to be in their band. We have to play tonight."
"At the ball??? Now?" Ron practically yelled.
"Yea, wasn't it nice of them to volunteer us?"
"Yea," he turned to Hermione. "I am so sorry Hermione! Do you mind?
"Well, it doesn't seem like you have any choice."
"Thanks for understanding, see you later."
As they ran towards the newly erected stage at the front of the hall, Hermione heard a familiar voice, "If you had gone with me I wouldn't have abandoned you."
Hermione turned and saw Malfoy standing alone. She seemed to be under his spell as she gazed into his gray eyes.
A/N: sorry for the cliffhanger ending. This chapter was getting a little long. Stay tuned! (
Chapter 7: the ball
When they were all dressed and ready to go, they still had about 30 minutes until the actual start of the ball. Harry chose to stay in the common room. Ron took Hermione down to the Great Hall for a surprise. He had set up a little dessert for them to enjoy all alone.
"Ron? What are we going to do for a half an hour?" Hermione asked.
"It's a surprise."
They sat down at the empty Gryffindor table. A first year came up with a tray carrying two tall glasses of a creamy liquid. He stared meaningfully and Ron. Ron thrust two galleons into his sweaty palm and the first year ran off with his dough.
"Ron, this is lovely!"
"Do you even know what you're drinking?
"Why, no, what is it?"
"It's butter beer mixed with some of Florean Fortescues' creamiest milkshake.
"Ooh, it's wonderful!"
"I know."
Ron snapped his fingers when they were finished and the same first year came over with another tray. This one carried a pumpkin pie with whipped cream on top. The first year waited for his money and bolted again. Hermione rolled her eyes.
They ate the pie and gazed lovingly into each other's eyes. Then Professor McGonagall's voice boomed throughout the empty Great Hall.
"Everyone report to the Great Hall, the ball is about to begin."
"Well, I guess we just wait." Said Ron, looking nervous.
"Yea, I hope Harry gets here soon." Hermione replied.
"Admit it! You wanted to go with him! You wish the potion had picked him! Don't you? Don't you?"
"Ron, no! I admit that I considered Harry for a while but I love you. If you can't trust me on that, I guess you don't love me as much as I love you."
"No, no, Hermione!" Ron said quickly. "I'm sorry, it's the red hair, and my mother's 'jealous gene'. Please forgive me. Because," his tone got softer, "I do love you. With all my heart."
"I know."
"How long have you known?"
"Since second year when you defended me when Malfoy called me a Mudblood, and in third year when you yelled at Snape for calling me a know- it-all. You have a strange way of showing it Ron but I know you love me."
Ron smiled and they moved closer together as the music began and students began filing in, "I think we just had our first lovers quarrel, Hermione." Hermione giggled and they were just beginning to feel comfortable when they heard the familiar drawl.
"Well, aren't you just too cute?"
They looked up and saw Malfoy standing so close to them he could've been on top of them. Pansy Parkinson was perched on his arm.
"You turned down Potter and me to go with this filth?"
"Hah! Ooh, don't make fun of them Draco, they're cute together. Dirty blood and just plain dirty!" Pansy shrieked.
Ron made a motion as if to take his wand out but Hermione stopped him. "He's not worth it Ron." She turned to Malfoy. "Couldn't go with me so you chose this scum. Thought you were going to be in the hospital wing."
"Snape realized I'm his favorite student and forgave me for having bad taste in you. So, he gave me the antidote early so I could go. Plus he's afraid of my father."
"Of course. They were both Death Eaters together, I thought they'd be more chummy." Ron said.
Malfoy snarled at him. But McGonagall just happened to walk past then so he couldn't do anything.
"I'll get you later, Weasley." Malfoy snarled.
"Don't let him get to you Ron, he just wants a rise out of you." Hermione said, consoling her true love.
Just then Harry and Cho walked up to them.
"Hey Ron guess what?" Harry said, in a rather annoyed tone. "Fred and George signed us up to be in their band. We have to play tonight."
"At the ball??? Now?" Ron practically yelled.
"Yea, wasn't it nice of them to volunteer us?"
"Yea," he turned to Hermione. "I am so sorry Hermione! Do you mind?
"Well, it doesn't seem like you have any choice."
"Thanks for understanding, see you later."
As they ran towards the newly erected stage at the front of the hall, Hermione heard a familiar voice, "If you had gone with me I wouldn't have abandoned you."
Hermione turned and saw Malfoy standing alone. She seemed to be under his spell as she gazed into his gray eyes.
A/N: sorry for the cliffhanger ending. This chapter was getting a little long. Stay tuned! (