Hey look, a note at the top, isn't that amazing? (not really) Anyway, you will find that there is a lot of writing at the bottom I suggest you read it if you want this story to continue being posted. Luvin u readers :-)
"Ask me out Hermione," a voice whined at the bushy haired brunette as she began walking out of the common room. She soon found herself blocked by the flaming red haired Ron Weasley, his blue eyes shining and a grin on his face, she sighed.
"I already said no Ron," Hermione replied and tried to get out of the common room with little success, Ron just blocked her way.
"Oh come on Hermione, please," his grin widened.
"No Ron, I refuse to be used as your last resort, just because no one else asked you don't come crying to me," Hermione was at the portrait hole now but Ron grabbed her around the waist and span her around to face him.
"Listen here you, I've had to leg it every time someone asked because I wanted to go with you and if you don't ask then I'm not going," her eyes widened, Ron looked deadly serious, he obviously wasn't joking.
"You're kidding right?" he shook his head.
"I really like you Hermione, perhaps more than I should, who couldn't like you? Your kind, smart, funny, brave," he grinned, "I mean it."
"Well, that's very sweet of you Ron but I really have to go," she tried to pull out of his arms but he only grinned wider.
"Look up Hermione," she did and her eyes widened and she blushed at what she saw, Mistletoe!
"Why do I have a funny feeling this was all your idea Ron?" she asked raising an eyebrow at him.
"Because your smart, now Hermione dear, tradition calls," and that was it he bent his head and put a gently kiss to her lips. "See ya later then Hermione," he said drawing back and heading back into the common room, "hope you change your mind about the ball though, it's tonight after all," he winked at her and left.
---Hikage---
"A Ball?" he cried and cracked up laughing, "you're going to a Ball?" and then he dissolved into laughter again.
"I have to Argon," Hikage said glaring at him, "and you of all people should know why."
"Yeh I know its all business with you isn't it?" he came to stand by her slipping his arms around her waist.
"Of course," she replied curtly.
"But still, the idea of you going to a Ball, I mean going and being the Queen's attendant must have been bad enough," he trailed off pulling her to him.
"You have no tact, no wonder no one likes you," she smirked.
"You like me don't you?" he berried his face in her hair and she merely rolled her eyes.
"I've got to go Argon," she pulled away from him.
"When are you coming back?" he asked.
She turned briefly and smirked, "Christmas holidays," then she left.
---Usagi---
"Usagi what's up?" Hermione asked coming up to the girl's dormitory only to find the usually joyfully lying mournfully on her bed.
"I'm going with Harry to the Ball as you know," Hermione nodded a smile gracing her lips; she had a good idea where this was heading.
"Let me guess, you've got nothing to wear right?" Hermione ducked quickly to avoid a pillow that had just been thrown at her, "What was that for?" she asked walking over to Usagi's bed with said aforementioned pillow.
"For being to darn smart," Usagi replied grinning, Hermione puffed out her cheeks in mock annoyance and chucked the pillow at Usagi's head. She caught it easily and they both laughed.
"But anyway," Hermione said, "back to the point, what don't you have?" Hermione asked.
"Well, you know all the girl's have to wear white and boys black well I don't have anything decent or white," Usagi sighed and Hermione just laughed, "What's so funny?"
"Well, in first year Harry, Ron and I went," she paused, "exploring and they got caught in some Devil's Snare; you know what that is right?" Usagi nodded. "Thing is I was panicking because Harry and Ron were trapped, Harry goes, 'So light a fire,' and I'm like 'But there's no wood"' and Ron says 'Are you a witch or not?'"
"So, what's your point?" Usagi asked looking confused, she'd heard about this adventure form Hikage, the Philosopher's Stone.
"You can light a fire with your wand, wood or no, so," Hermione faltered grabbing a pillow, pulling of the pillowcase she laid it on the bed between them.
"Are you suggesting that I wear a pillowcase Hermione?" Usagi asked, looking sceptical.
"No," Hermione smiled knowingly and flicked her wand, then Usagi's eyes widened. On the bed was a pure white dress and it was beautiful, then Hermione changed it back, "It's better than Cinderella, it doesn't run out at midnight," and they both started laughing again.
"And what, is so funny?" asked Lavender as she entered, her hair in a ponytail and her eyes sparkling.
"Usagi here has nothing to wear to the Ball," Hermione explained as Parvati walked in.
"Who are you going with?" Parvati asked.
"Harry," Usagi said and looked down blushing, Parvati and Lavender's eyes turned into dinner pates with pupils.
Then Usagi felt herself tackled by Parvati who drew a measuring tape from no where and started measuring her, "Parvati, what are you doing?" Usagi cried in shock.
"Lavender, size eight, height, 5' 7 so get to it," Lavender saluted Parvati and grabbed Hermione's hand dragging her over to Lavender's bed.
"Parvati, what's going on?" Usagi asked astonished as the other girl started to push her towards the door.
"Out with you, Lavender will get you when we are finished, go snog Harry or something," and with that the door was shut and locked tight.
"Well really," Usagi huffed crossing her arms and going down the stairs, "snog Harry indeed, who does she think she is."
"What was that about snogging me?" called a low voice from behind and she spun around, no one else was in the common room but she and Harry.
"Um, just something Parvati said," Usagi mumbled going bright red.
"Oh, am I not snog-worthy then?" Harry asked smiling wolfishly.
"No that's not it, it's just, that well, um, well," she was tongue tied and he's started walking around her, never loosing eye contact, she as feeling very nervous by the time he stopped in front of her and wound his arms around her waist.
"There are some things I love Ron for," she raised an eyebrow at him; he just grinned and indicated up with his head.
The mistletoe Ron had put up and charmed to hover at random points in the common room was now right above them, Usagi gulped and blushed.
"I see I take it this is his doing?" Harry nodded, "well um, I guess I've got no choice then?" she smiled shyly as he shook his head.
He dipped down, he was somewhat taller than her after all and pressed his lips to hers, she wound her arms around his neck and they pulled each other closer. He began to suck on her lower lip and it sent shock riveting through her veins making her lean on him for support. He pulled away gently and pressed his forehead to hers, he gazed fondly at her closed eyelids.
"The Ball is one thing," Harry started and she made an 'mm' sound, "But Usagi," she opened her eyes slowly, her eyelashes fluttering, "will you go out with me?"
"I-I, um, well," she smiled gently and looked directly into his eyes tenderly, "yes."
"Usagi, you come up now," Lavender yelled down the stairs and Usagi smiled pulling away from Harry gently, he reluctantly let her go.
"Meet you here at six thirty, okay?" Harry asked as she made for the stairs, she turned, smiled, nodded and blew him a kiss before she ascended the stairs.
"If you fall much further mate you'll be asking her to marry you by the end of the year," Ron said coming up behind Harry who spun around.
"How long have you been there?" Harry demanded pointing a finger at Ron.
"How else do think the mistletoe got above our head? Not everything is coincidental you know," Ron grinned as Harry tackled him, although Ron didn't have much trouble beating the smaller, lighter boy. He grinned down at him, "Temper," he chided and both boys laughed.
---Usagi---
"Oh my gosh," she gasped and put a hand to her mouth, "it's gorgeous, oh girls you're the best."
"It's not finished yet," said Hermione, "we need you to put it on first."
"Yes, cause then we can get it into a perfect fit," Lavender said grinning plopping down on Parvati's bed and giving her a high five.
"Um, alright then," Usagi said and went into the bathroom and changed; when she came out it was almost a perfect fit.
"Hermione, that's your queue," urged Parvati and Hermione nodded pulling out her wand and aimed it at Usagi who stood still. Muttering a spell a white smoke streamed from her wand and began to fit the dress perfectly, "You don't get much better than that," was Parvati's final comment.
"You look gorgeous Usagi," Lavender cried.
"Oh thank you, thank you very much," Usagi said twirling.
The theme for the Ball was a snowflake theme; the dress was a pearly white with a tight bodice, no straps, just straight around the top of the chest. A line of small crystals lined the edge of the top half and there was another line of them under her chest and around her waist. A shining snowflake about the size of her palm laid dead centre above her chest, glinting in the light.
The bodice was tight but the skirt flowed, it went down to her ankles, like a Spanish skirt so when she twirled it fanned out beautifully. Usagi smiled as Hermione clasped a silver chain around her neck from which dangled a small diamond snowflake pendant and Lavender held out a pair of white slippers for her to slip into and Parvati put five silver bangles on her right wrist.
"Perfect, simply perfect," Lavender said sighing.
---Draco---
Three girls had asked him, two of them had acne and the other, he shuddered, was Pansy Parkinson. He didn't have that many options, he could either go with one of the girls that had asked him or not go at all; only the girls could turn up alone. He sighed sinking further into the green leather couch in front of the Slytherin common room fire.
"Didn't get a good date then?" said a voice and Draco looked annoyed at Blaise as he sat down beside him.
"Why, what's it to you?" he sneered.
"Only the fact that I'm going to beat you in our little bet," Blaise stated and turned his head to smirk at Malfoy's scowling face.
"What gave you that idea Zabini?" he demanded.
"Only that I'm going to the Ball with one, Hikage Tsukiyamino," stated Blaise proudly running a hand through his hair carelessly for effect.
"I said it would inflate your ego Mr Zabini," they both scrambled to look over the back of the couch to see Hikage standing with her arms crossed and smirking. "Oh well, things to do, people to see and places to be, bye," and she turned and strolled out of the common room.
"How does she always turn up lie that?" Draco asked.
"Don't know, ant to make that part of our bet?" Blaise continued both still looking at the door.
"No," was all Draco said as a way of replying to Blaise's question.
---Voldemort---
"My Lord, it is said that there is some sort of celebration to be held at Hogwarts this night," said a servant bowing.
"What kind of celebration?" the Dark Lord hissed.
"It's their Christmas Ball sire," was the only reply.
"Perfect," he muttered under his breath to himself before giving precise orders, sniggering all the time,
---Slytherin Girl's Dorm, 18:00---
Hikage looked at herself critically in the mirror and sighed, whoever invented Balls was off their rocker; she was wearing a white shirt, with a v-neck that went very low, but didn't show anything, it wasn't suggestive. It had four buttons on each wrist and all the buttons involved were all little snowflakes.
Her black hair contrasted badly with her attire, "White is so not my colour," she moaned as she brushed creases out of her trousers that had a light blue tint, they were tight to the knee where they fanned a bit and she wore white trainers.
"Slut," Pansy sneered turning from her own mirror.
"More than I can say for you," Hikage replied, I mean, Pansy was wearing a long sleeve belly top that showed off her entire, cough, rounded stomach. A skirt that reached only half way down her overly fat thighs and socks up to her knees.
Millicent Bulstrode turned and gave Hikage a once over, "You watch what you say short one."
"Well," Hikage smirked, "if that's how you want put it," Millicent was pinned to the floor, Hikage's left leg trapping her left arm and Hikage's right foot digging into her chest, a dagger was pressed to her neck. "How about we take a few inches of you then, starting with your head?" she smiled sarcastically and Millicent growled and moved to shove Hikage but the girl was up already.
"I don't need to watch my back," Hikage shook her head, "I'm not afraid of any of you," and then she strolled out of the dorm and headed down to the common room. All the girl's were paired up, all of them decked in white, silver or light blue and the boys in dark grey or black.
"And there was me thinking all girls wore skirts," whispered a voice in her ear as a pair of arms slipped round her waist.
"We aren't an item Zabini," Hikage hissed and turned her head to see his smirking face.
"Fine, will you go out with me?"
"No," she grinned at his gaping mouth.
"But why not?" he demanded.
"I'm not here for the trivial indulgence of men," she said smirking.
"Oh, someone fetch me a bucket I think I'm going to be sick," Hikage turned and smirked at Pansy and Millicent, Millicent had just conjured a bucket for Pansy.
"It appears I have better restraint than you then," Hikage called back and most of the Slytherin's turned to look, "seeing as I have to watch you dress in the smallest thing you can every day."
"You have no right to talk to me that way Mudblood!" she screamed, come gasped and Zabini backed off.
She glanced at him smirking once, "If I'd known that would work I'd have said it a long time ago, but still," she turned back to Pansy, "what are you implying?"
"You not a pure-blood," Pansy sneered.
"Not by your meanings I'm not, but tell me Pansy," she sneered, "IS Slytherin famous for its pure-bloods, its lack of muggle born blood or the power it holds?"
"Its pure-blood of course," she sneered.
"Did anyone here know that Harry Potter was going to be put in Slytherin," she smirked at their horrified looks, "but that's not the point, my point is, I may not be a 'pure-blood' but I'll be damned if you can find one drop of muggle blood in me."
"What, that's impossible!" Millicent cried.
"Whether it's possible or not to you is not my concern, now I believe you're all going to be late to a certain Ball if you don't get," they began to leave but Pansy found Hikage right behind her with a firm grip on her wrist. "Call me a Mudblood again and you won't live long enough to regret it."
Soon they were all gone, "Can I have an explanation?" she turned to look at Blaise.
"I would have thought you'd have gone but anyway, what is there to explain?" she asked.
"What did you mean by no muggle blood and yet your not a pure-blood, what else can you be?" he inquired.
"Life is not to reason why," was all she said and Blaise smiled.
"Your not going to answer me are you?" she shook her head, "well come on," he grabbed her wrist and began to pull her along, "we wouldn't want to be late."
---Gryffindor common room, 5:00---
"Ron," the red haired boy looked up and grinned at a blushing Hermione, "will you," she faltered, "will you go to the, to the Ball, yeh, Will you go to the Ball with me?"
"Yep," Ron grinned, he got up and began to walk to the boys dormitories, he passed behind her Hermione and she felt his hand grab her arse, she whipped around to face him her face bright red, "can't wait!" he winked and then he was gone.
"Well I," Hermione sighed, "I'll never understand him, will I Harry?" she asked looking over at the black haired boy who sat reclined in a chair peacefully.
"Nope," was all he said and then he resumed tackling his Defence against the Dark Arts assignment. Hermione shook her head and made for the girl's dormitories to be immediately tackled by Lavender and Parvati who insisted that they 'dress her up' like they did Usagi.
It was finally six-thirty and Harry was waiting nervously with Ron who was leaning against a wall with his arms crossed behind his head. "Don't worry Harry, it's not she's going to fall down the stairs and hurt herself," Ron rolled his eyes at Harry's glare.
"But what if I make a mistake, what if I mess up, she could hate me forever!" he wailed.
Ron just walked behind Harry put his hand son his shoulders and turned him to the base of the girl's dormitory stairs, "Now go," was all he said, giving Harry a shove in the back when his friend gasped.
Harry tumbled forwards, but he picked himself up before he fell in front of, or worse, onto, well, was it Usagi? "Usagi is that you?" he asked, tucking a stray ringlet of blonde hair behind her ear. She blushed and nodded, Harry took her hand sin his and pulled her to him, "You look beautiful," he kissed her cheek, "as always."
"Thanks Harry," her face turned to a dark red as Harry looked her up and down before smiling at her.
"No problem," was his only reply as he held out his arm, she giggled and linked hers with his and they made their way with the rest of the Gryffindor's to the Great Hall.
---Slytherin---
Pansy was draped across Draco's arm and Blaise smirked at him, "Having fun aren't we Malfoy?" Pansy, was busy talking to Millicent, didn't hear this comment and it was unlikely that her ahem, challenged brain would pick up the sarcasm.
"Oh yes, loads of fun Zabini," he sneered and Hikage raised an eyebrow from where she stood on the other side of Blaise, his hand holding hers.
Then the doors opened, "Well have fun Malfoy, I know I will," and with that Blaise swept away, Hikage looked disgruntled but didn't say anything.
"Come on Draco darling," Pansy cooed as she waltzed into the Great Hall literally dragging Draco.
Well, did you like it, I know I promised the Ball would be this chapter and then I realised how good a link it would be and I had to prepare for it and blah blah blah. Basically the Ball is NEXT chapter, which I am writing at the moment, along with a certain *ahem* (e-mail if u really want 2 know :-) I hope some1 does, ENTHUSIASM PEOPLE!!! *hint hint*) and if that chapter isn't long enough I can throw in some mush (Usagi x Harry *cute couple*), some seduction (Hikage), some 'old married couples' (Hermione x Ron) and if you want have Fred and George appear out of nowhere and through I Christmas party during the hols!
PLZ VOTE!!! (You can retract a vote or vote more than once if you really want a particular pairing)
Pairings-
Draco x Hikage - 4
Sirius x Hikage - 3
Blaise x Hikage - 3
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Draco x Ginny
BTW, if anyone would like to help me with this story that would be great, plz e-mail me at 8street_angel@dial.pipex.com
HIKAGE IS NOT A MARY-SUE!!! NOR IS SHE A SELF-INSERTION, YES I WOULD LIKE TO HAVE POWERS LIKE THAT BUT NO!!!
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Invisible Rain - Thank you for pointing out spelling errors and it was supposed to be thus, not 'this'. One more thing (I watch Jackie Chan, I sad, I know ;-;) FYI, 'British' boys that age don't tend to say 'mate' at all but I'm trying to keep him in character with a) J.K and b) everyone else! If you are British excuse my naivety of where you come form but I for one just so happen to be BRITISH, thank you very much! Can u plz vote? I would like a faithful opinion.
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