April 5, 2004
A/N: Hello all. It is a B-E-Autiful day this fine Monday, and you can tell I just watched Bruce Almighty last night. I love that movie. It is so funny. Anyways, I'll cut to the chase. I haven't been getting many reviews lately. Is it because I didn't update for a long time? Anyways, I'm back, so after a while, this will get back into the normal swing again. And if you do read my story, please review on the previous chapters, even though I have already updated. I would like to know what you peoples think of them. Thank You!
Reviewers: I'd like to thank AngieBob and Applescm. I'm starting to get more inspirations now that Harry and Hermione are talking again. I would also like to thank Lady Paine. I'm glad you enjoyed crazy Harry, but it was getting kind of old and holding back the rest of the story. I really wish you would have reviewed all the other chapters. I am hoping to get 100 reviews by my birthday, and reviewing on the previous chapters would really help out. If you could just comment on them, it would be a big help. Thank you!!!
Disclaimer: Yah, Yah, we've heard it all.
Chapter Eleven
"Well, isn't that cute. Wittle Potty and Gwanger are giving each other hugs." Malfoy looked jealous.
"Well, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were jealous, Malfoy." Hermione said, a smirk on her face.
"Whatever gave you that idea, Granger" Malfoy stated dryly, trying to keep his cool.
"Well, when you saw us, you started to turn red. In fact, you still are red. Are you sure you aren't the tiniest bit jealous?" Hermione questioned.
"Why would I feel anything for a smarty-pants mudblood like you?" Malfoy sneered. Hermione showed no signs of feeling hurt, but Harry charged at him. The only thing keeping Harry from pulverizing Malfoy was Hermione struggling to maintain a grip on Harry's arm.
"Let me go. He needs to be taught not to call you a mudblood."
"Harry, give it up. Just leave him alone for once." Harry stopped struggling and faced Hermione.
"Why are you sticking up for him all of a sudden? He's been nothing but mean to you since our first year." Harry's face wore a look of anger.
"Even if he is a royal prick, someone has to be nice to him, and even if that person is me, I won't stand on the side-lines watching someone kicking his ass. Let's go have some breakfast." Hermione linked arms with Harry and lead the way to the Great Hall.
"Hey, I resent that." The door closed and Malfoy stood in shock. "Why would that filthy mudblood stick up for me? I've been nothing but mean to her for god knows how long."
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The next week flew past, and before she knew it, it was Thursday, the 30th of October. Hermione, Harry, and Ron had been getting along very well lately.
Harry and Hermione were walking down the dungeon steps, heading for their potions class.
"This potion has been so easy to make. It seems like I have been doing all the work and Blaise hasn't been doing any. He doesn't understand it at all." Hermione laughed.
"Yah, same here, except I think Malfoy is getting suspicious. I think he knows something." The pair was silent for a couple seconds. "Hermione, would you go to the Masquerade with me tomorrow night? I know it is short notice, but I was just wondering." He looked down at his feet.
"Harry, I'd love to," A smile grew on his face. "but someone already asked me, and I said yes..."
"Oh, well, never mind." He grew quiet, and then spoke again. "Who are you going with?"
"Well, I don't actually know who it is. He hasn't told me his name." Her brow furrowed.
"Oh, so it's like a secret admirer." He smirked.
"Yes, I guess you could say something like that." She blushed.
"Well, maybe we could go out some time."
"Harry, I don't want our friendship to be ruined. I don't think it would work out between us." She kissed him on the cheek. "Listen, if you are looking for someone to be in a relationship, I can set you guys up. She was looking for someone to go to the masquerade with, and I think you would look really cute together." Harry sighed. "Please understand."
"Okay, fine. We don't have to go out. I guess my only choice is to just be friends with you. Good friends." He gave her a hug and kissed the top of her head. "I'll never let anyone hurt you, 'Mione, never." They walked into the half-empty classroom and he let her go. "Feel free to set me up with that girl. Where should I meet her tomorrow night?"
"Meet her in front of the portrait concealing the Gryffindor common room."
"She's a Gryffindor?" He looked confused.
"I never said that!" she shouted. Taking a seat next to Blaise, they got to work on the potion.
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About an hour later, Hermione had a satisfying look on her face. The potion was the color it was supposed to be. She looked over at Harry and gave him the thumbs-up sign, which he returned. They both had done well, but it seemed like none of the other groups understood it. "It looks like we are done." Suddenly, Snape stood up from his desk, and everyone grew silent.
"Since you all are talking, I'll take it you are done with your work. I will take a large vial of your potions up here for testing. Don't forget to put your names on it. Hermione had that done near the beginning of class. She got up and handed her vial to Snape.
"Very good, Granger. It looks like you knew what you were doing. Are you sure you have never done this before?" he raised an eyebrow at her, and she felt nervous.
"Yes, sir. I am positive I have never made this potion before." Just then, Snape yelled at Neville, who in turn dropped the vial he was holding in hand. All eyes were on Neville, so no one noticed when Malfoy slipped a couple vials of the potion into his robes.
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"GINNY WEASLEY, WHERE ARE YOU?!?!?" Hermione bellowed when she was below the staircase of the sixth year girls' dormitory.
"Hold on!!! I'll be down in a second!" the door opened, and she slid down the banister, landing in front of Hermione. "What did you want?"
"I had a friend who kind of needed a date to the masquerade, and I was wondering if you wouldn't mind going with him." Hermione gave Ginny the puppy dog eyes again.
"Sure. Where do I meet him?"
"Outside of the portrait of the fat lady tomorrow night at 6:30. Don't forget, we have to be in the Great Hall right after lunch. I have written to all the prefects' teachers, excusing them from their classes. Plus, you guys don't have to make up the homework."
"That's good."
"And all the decorations are done, too. That's even better." The girls laughed. "I need to get some sleep. I'll see you tomorrow, Gin." Hermione waved goodbye and headed for her common room.
Hermione couldn't wait for tomorrow. She would finally see who her secret admirer was. She walked into her room, ignoring the comments Malfoy was throwing at her, and shut her door. She took a shower, and by the time she was all ready for bed, it was nearing nine. She flopped down on her bed and fell asleep within minutes of her head hitting her pillow.
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The next day seemed to fly by fast, and before she new it, lunch was over, and all the tables had turned into about thirty smaller ones that could seat about four people, and each table decorated by a silver, shimmering table cloth. The decorations were brought out of McGonnagal's office, food was brought out, and band equipment was brought out. A stage was made by magically lowering and connecting the four house tables. Silver disco balls were hung up on the ceiling above the dance floor. There was an adjoining dance floor outside. One of the walls had been magically removed, and silvery curtains were drawn back, revealing the garden with fireflies flying around, fountains galore, benches, and the scent of many flowers combined. On the snack bar was a bowl of punch, little pastries, several varieties of cookies, and other eye-catching treats. The stage was turned silver, and a silver frill was put along the perimeter of it to hide the underneath. There were stars all around the walls, and everything seemed to have a silvery glow to it. It was all together romantic.
By the time four thirty rolled around, classes were out and Hermione and Ginny were getting ready in Hermione's room. Hermione slipped her dress, pantyhose, and shoes on and put a spell on her hair to make it curly. The soft curls fell over her shoulders and cascaded halfway down her back. With Ginny's help, Hermione did her makeup. Ginny got ready next. She slipped on her dress, pantyhose, and shoes, did her hair and her makeup, and looked at Hermione admiringly.
"Hermione, you look gorgeous."
Hermione blushed. Thank you. So do you." Both the girls laughed.
"Am I seeing things, or is it really six-fifteen?" Both girls put spells on their faces to make their masks stay in place. Hermione and Ginny rushed out of the room and into the hall.
"Hermione, I'm sorry to leave you, but I really must get back to the common room. I'll stop by tomorrow to get my clothes and makeup. I'll see you later!!!" Ginny hurried off, leaving Hermione alone. She headed for the library, taking care not to step on the bottom of her dress.
When she got to the library, no one was there. She leaned up against the banister and got lost in thought. She was getting anxious to see who her admirer was. Feeling a hand on her shoulder, she jumped and faced the person behind her. A deep voice spoke.
"Hello, Hermione."
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A/N: Hehehehe!!!! Big cliffie!!!! So, how did you like it? I really hope you guys like how this is going. What did you like? What didn't you like? Was it long enough? Was it too short? I want you to write everything that you are thinking right now onto the review page, and then I want you to send it in, please!!!! I'll love you guys forever if everyone who reads sends in a review!!!! ( anyways, I'll try to have the next chapter up really soon. Until next time!!! ~Elven at Heart
A/N: Hello all. It is a B-E-Autiful day this fine Monday, and you can tell I just watched Bruce Almighty last night. I love that movie. It is so funny. Anyways, I'll cut to the chase. I haven't been getting many reviews lately. Is it because I didn't update for a long time? Anyways, I'm back, so after a while, this will get back into the normal swing again. And if you do read my story, please review on the previous chapters, even though I have already updated. I would like to know what you peoples think of them. Thank You!
Reviewers: I'd like to thank AngieBob and Applescm. I'm starting to get more inspirations now that Harry and Hermione are talking again. I would also like to thank Lady Paine. I'm glad you enjoyed crazy Harry, but it was getting kind of old and holding back the rest of the story. I really wish you would have reviewed all the other chapters. I am hoping to get 100 reviews by my birthday, and reviewing on the previous chapters would really help out. If you could just comment on them, it would be a big help. Thank you!!!
Disclaimer: Yah, Yah, we've heard it all.
Chapter Eleven
"Well, isn't that cute. Wittle Potty and Gwanger are giving each other hugs." Malfoy looked jealous.
"Well, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were jealous, Malfoy." Hermione said, a smirk on her face.
"Whatever gave you that idea, Granger" Malfoy stated dryly, trying to keep his cool.
"Well, when you saw us, you started to turn red. In fact, you still are red. Are you sure you aren't the tiniest bit jealous?" Hermione questioned.
"Why would I feel anything for a smarty-pants mudblood like you?" Malfoy sneered. Hermione showed no signs of feeling hurt, but Harry charged at him. The only thing keeping Harry from pulverizing Malfoy was Hermione struggling to maintain a grip on Harry's arm.
"Let me go. He needs to be taught not to call you a mudblood."
"Harry, give it up. Just leave him alone for once." Harry stopped struggling and faced Hermione.
"Why are you sticking up for him all of a sudden? He's been nothing but mean to you since our first year." Harry's face wore a look of anger.
"Even if he is a royal prick, someone has to be nice to him, and even if that person is me, I won't stand on the side-lines watching someone kicking his ass. Let's go have some breakfast." Hermione linked arms with Harry and lead the way to the Great Hall.
"Hey, I resent that." The door closed and Malfoy stood in shock. "Why would that filthy mudblood stick up for me? I've been nothing but mean to her for god knows how long."
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The next week flew past, and before she knew it, it was Thursday, the 30th of October. Hermione, Harry, and Ron had been getting along very well lately.
Harry and Hermione were walking down the dungeon steps, heading for their potions class.
"This potion has been so easy to make. It seems like I have been doing all the work and Blaise hasn't been doing any. He doesn't understand it at all." Hermione laughed.
"Yah, same here, except I think Malfoy is getting suspicious. I think he knows something." The pair was silent for a couple seconds. "Hermione, would you go to the Masquerade with me tomorrow night? I know it is short notice, but I was just wondering." He looked down at his feet.
"Harry, I'd love to," A smile grew on his face. "but someone already asked me, and I said yes..."
"Oh, well, never mind." He grew quiet, and then spoke again. "Who are you going with?"
"Well, I don't actually know who it is. He hasn't told me his name." Her brow furrowed.
"Oh, so it's like a secret admirer." He smirked.
"Yes, I guess you could say something like that." She blushed.
"Well, maybe we could go out some time."
"Harry, I don't want our friendship to be ruined. I don't think it would work out between us." She kissed him on the cheek. "Listen, if you are looking for someone to be in a relationship, I can set you guys up. She was looking for someone to go to the masquerade with, and I think you would look really cute together." Harry sighed. "Please understand."
"Okay, fine. We don't have to go out. I guess my only choice is to just be friends with you. Good friends." He gave her a hug and kissed the top of her head. "I'll never let anyone hurt you, 'Mione, never." They walked into the half-empty classroom and he let her go. "Feel free to set me up with that girl. Where should I meet her tomorrow night?"
"Meet her in front of the portrait concealing the Gryffindor common room."
"She's a Gryffindor?" He looked confused.
"I never said that!" she shouted. Taking a seat next to Blaise, they got to work on the potion.
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About an hour later, Hermione had a satisfying look on her face. The potion was the color it was supposed to be. She looked over at Harry and gave him the thumbs-up sign, which he returned. They both had done well, but it seemed like none of the other groups understood it. "It looks like we are done." Suddenly, Snape stood up from his desk, and everyone grew silent.
"Since you all are talking, I'll take it you are done with your work. I will take a large vial of your potions up here for testing. Don't forget to put your names on it. Hermione had that done near the beginning of class. She got up and handed her vial to Snape.
"Very good, Granger. It looks like you knew what you were doing. Are you sure you have never done this before?" he raised an eyebrow at her, and she felt nervous.
"Yes, sir. I am positive I have never made this potion before." Just then, Snape yelled at Neville, who in turn dropped the vial he was holding in hand. All eyes were on Neville, so no one noticed when Malfoy slipped a couple vials of the potion into his robes.
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"GINNY WEASLEY, WHERE ARE YOU?!?!?" Hermione bellowed when she was below the staircase of the sixth year girls' dormitory.
"Hold on!!! I'll be down in a second!" the door opened, and she slid down the banister, landing in front of Hermione. "What did you want?"
"I had a friend who kind of needed a date to the masquerade, and I was wondering if you wouldn't mind going with him." Hermione gave Ginny the puppy dog eyes again.
"Sure. Where do I meet him?"
"Outside of the portrait of the fat lady tomorrow night at 6:30. Don't forget, we have to be in the Great Hall right after lunch. I have written to all the prefects' teachers, excusing them from their classes. Plus, you guys don't have to make up the homework."
"That's good."
"And all the decorations are done, too. That's even better." The girls laughed. "I need to get some sleep. I'll see you tomorrow, Gin." Hermione waved goodbye and headed for her common room.
Hermione couldn't wait for tomorrow. She would finally see who her secret admirer was. She walked into her room, ignoring the comments Malfoy was throwing at her, and shut her door. She took a shower, and by the time she was all ready for bed, it was nearing nine. She flopped down on her bed and fell asleep within minutes of her head hitting her pillow.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The next day seemed to fly by fast, and before she new it, lunch was over, and all the tables had turned into about thirty smaller ones that could seat about four people, and each table decorated by a silver, shimmering table cloth. The decorations were brought out of McGonnagal's office, food was brought out, and band equipment was brought out. A stage was made by magically lowering and connecting the four house tables. Silver disco balls were hung up on the ceiling above the dance floor. There was an adjoining dance floor outside. One of the walls had been magically removed, and silvery curtains were drawn back, revealing the garden with fireflies flying around, fountains galore, benches, and the scent of many flowers combined. On the snack bar was a bowl of punch, little pastries, several varieties of cookies, and other eye-catching treats. The stage was turned silver, and a silver frill was put along the perimeter of it to hide the underneath. There were stars all around the walls, and everything seemed to have a silvery glow to it. It was all together romantic.
By the time four thirty rolled around, classes were out and Hermione and Ginny were getting ready in Hermione's room. Hermione slipped her dress, pantyhose, and shoes on and put a spell on her hair to make it curly. The soft curls fell over her shoulders and cascaded halfway down her back. With Ginny's help, Hermione did her makeup. Ginny got ready next. She slipped on her dress, pantyhose, and shoes, did her hair and her makeup, and looked at Hermione admiringly.
"Hermione, you look gorgeous."
Hermione blushed. Thank you. So do you." Both the girls laughed.
"Am I seeing things, or is it really six-fifteen?" Both girls put spells on their faces to make their masks stay in place. Hermione and Ginny rushed out of the room and into the hall.
"Hermione, I'm sorry to leave you, but I really must get back to the common room. I'll stop by tomorrow to get my clothes and makeup. I'll see you later!!!" Ginny hurried off, leaving Hermione alone. She headed for the library, taking care not to step on the bottom of her dress.
When she got to the library, no one was there. She leaned up against the banister and got lost in thought. She was getting anxious to see who her admirer was. Feeling a hand on her shoulder, she jumped and faced the person behind her. A deep voice spoke.
"Hello, Hermione."
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A/N: Hehehehe!!!! Big cliffie!!!! So, how did you like it? I really hope you guys like how this is going. What did you like? What didn't you like? Was it long enough? Was it too short? I want you to write everything that you are thinking right now onto the review page, and then I want you to send it in, please!!!! I'll love you guys forever if everyone who reads sends in a review!!!! ( anyways, I'll try to have the next chapter up really soon. Until next time!!! ~Elven at Heart