Well, we are nearing the end of our tale. And then, I shall be gone for a month, and have the wonderful part II ready for you! (If you have any couples you would like to see together, and tragic looses, someone in the books that, you just want to die, yad yad yad- review, tell me)
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Chapter Ten.. wait Eleven? I dont know!one of the two..
"There," Ginny smiled, and leaned back. Hermione's long bussy hair, had been strighted, and left down. Her skin had a sort of pale look to it, her make up was rather gothic. Hermiome smiled brightly.
"Wonderful!"
"You'll be the best vampire there," Ginny smiled, "Now- go get changed!"
"Right," Hermione stopped only inches from the door, "Oh Ginny?"
"Yess?"
"Who are you going with?"
"You'll see," she answered blankly, leaning towards the mirror, appling her eye shadow.
"Well- are you dressing up?"
"You'll see," she answered in the same tone. Ginny watched Hermione throw her hands up in the refelction of the mirror, and then turn and leave, "It's going to be a very interesting night."
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"So, you and Hermione?" Harry stated.
"Yes,"
"I wouldn't have guessed,"
"Yes... well,"
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I dont know,"
"What ever."
"Who you going with?"
"Its a supprise,"
"Pssh," Ron said, leaning over his trunk. Harry looked into the mirror- he was wearing a sliver chest plate, black pants, and an emerald green cloak held together with sliver chain. Harry reached onto his bed, and picked up the fake sword, and put it in his holder(AN: cant remember what they are called, sorry) on his belt.His hair was a mess, dispite his attempts to flantin it.
Ron, however was sporting his new blue dress robes his brothers bought him. Ron smiled, and Harry nodded. Harry shoved his wand into his pocket, and suddenly noticed how much he couldn't wait to see Ginny.
"Nice robes,"
"Thanks, Fred and George bought me and Ginny new ones,"
"Really? Well, that was nice of them,"
"Very," Ron added.
"Come on, I'll meet you down in the common room," Harry said, as he turned and left the room. Walking down stairs, a few people looked at him funny, and he could have sworn he heard someone say 'I wish he'd be my knight in shining armour,' Harry tried not to laugh, as the girl in the princess dress passed.
"Harry- over here," Hermione called, as Harry reached the bottom of the stairs. She was wearing a long black dress.
"Hey," he greeted.
"Does this look alright?"
"Yes," he answered shortly, gathering that Hermione was a vampire. Harry turned his attention to the stairs, as he heard something that sounded like Ginny's voice. She was wearing a long dark blue dress, a blue cloak, held with a golden chain, her hair was all tied up, and she smiled sweetly at him.
"Do I look alright?" she asked sweetly. Harry considered where she got the money for the dress, but Harry suddenly remeber what Ron had said upstairs- Fred and George bought them both new dress robes.
"Perfect," he smiled, "Low though, I dont think I remember any childhood story's of the knight saving the witch,"
"First time for everything," he smiled, "Oh!"
"What?"
"I forgot my staff!" she smiled, "I'll be right back,"
"Er.. Alright," Harry blinked as Ginny disappered back up the stairs.
"You... and Ginny?" Hermione wispered. Harry turned around, and looked at her. Hermione's shocked expression turned to a large grin, "Ron's gonna kill you,"
"Why do you think I have the sword?"
"Thats not real?" Hermione cried.
"Relax Hermione, of course not. I'm joking,"
"You better be Harry James Potter," she hissed.
"Ohh, middle name- some one's in trouble," Semus joked, as he walked by. Semus was dressed as a vampire as well.
"Shut up, prat," Harry said, smacking Sesum backside the head. Semus laughed, and kept walking.
"Seriously, have you told Ron?"
"One would have thought the two of you would have noticed by now," Harry pointed out, "Me going to pick her up from her lessions, long walks, disappering, sitting next to each other, its been rather amuseing."
"Shut up," Hermione said, face bright pink, "We've been.. busy,"
"Trust me, I'm awear."
"Okay!" Ginny chreed. She was holding a long sliver pole, which was wrapped in ivery, and holding a blue orb.
"Wow, Ginny- how did you get that?" Hermione asked, obsevering it.
"Professor Evelyn gave it to me. We had a class contest, and I won it,"
"You.. won that?"
"Yea... it's basically wrothless. Just looks neat,"
"Oh, it's not the orginal," Hermione seemed releaved.
"Hermione?" Ginny asked, worried.
"It's just that.. it looks like something I saw in book once. One of the power staffs. In medevil times, wizards would use them to do powerful incatations. They're extremly dangerous."
"Well, our lession was on Medevil Dark Arts, thats why we had the contest,"
"Ron!" Harry called out, in the busy common room, "Over here, mate,"
"Oi!" Ron called back, making his way over.
"Alright Ron, Ginny, Harry- it's time to lead them down,"
"Right."
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The great hall had bats flying around everywhere, and the celining, much like outside, was a thunderstorm. Harry suppected that the fog was just an effect added by the teachers, "Well, my knight in shinning armour- shall we find a table?" Much like the Yule Ball, there where tables all around the outside, with spots to sit four.
"Of course, me'lady," Harry smiled.
"Hermione, Ron- you common?" Ginny asked.
"Yup, right behind you," Ron smiled. The four of them made there way over to the front of the room, and sat down. There we're so many contums, vampires, ghosts, one girl even dressed like a dragon. They also had students in dres robes, like Ron, and muggle dress clothing.
"Welcome!" Dumbledore called, as te fog began to disaper, "Now, take a seat- and get comfy. After the feast, we will of course begin the dance. So, dig in!" food filed all the plates.
"This looks wonderful!" Ron called, digging in. Harry looked up to the table to see Professor Evelyn in a fight with Professor McGonagall. Decieding to ignore in, Harry contiuned to eat with the others.
As everyone finshed up, and the plates where clean, all of them disapered, to leave a few floating candles around each table, and around the dance floor. All of the teachers who were once at the staff table where gone. Harry was supprised, but kept watching the headmaster, because again he was on his feet, in an attempt to claim everyone down. Harry felt sorry for him, because no one had stopped talkin. Hermione looked fed up. Riseing up to her feet, Hermione walked into the center of the room. Everyone looked at her strangely.
"PACK IT UP!" she yelled, rather unhappy expression on her face. All conversations seemed to stop at once. Harry wasn't sure if it was because they where shocked- or because they where all worried she'd hex them if they didn't, "Thank you," Hermione smiled and walked back to her table. Dumbledore looked rather amused, and chuckled lightly.
"Yes, thank you Ms. Granger," he smiled down at Hermione, "Well, now that we are all fed and watered- let the dance, begin!" suddenly the fog returned, and music began to play loudly in the hall.
"May I have this dance?" Harry asked Ginny. She smiled and nodded. They two got up from the table, and walked onto the dance floor.
"'Moine, wanna dance?" Ron asked, sheepishly.
"Love to," Hermione smiled, and fallowed Ron out onto the dance floor.
Harry and Ginny danced to the slow song echoing in the great hall. Ginny placed her head of Harry's chest, he smiled, and kept moving. He had never really been a great dancer, but he had been forced into dance lessions last summer, because one of his jobs, they sometimes did wedding rescptions and one night Harry had been pulled onto the dance floor by a drunk. He had no idea what he was doing. When his aunt and uncle got word, they put him in lessions.
"My I cut it?" a high pictced voice asked. Harry and Ginny both open there eyes to see Erika standing there in long wihte robes.
"No," Ginny aswered shortly. Erika didn't seem to get the message. She pushed Ginny away, and grabbed Harry's hands, and began to force him to dance.
"What the bloody hell are you doing?" he asked her, rather upset, trying to find Ginny, and get his hands free at the same time.
"Dancing!" she chreed, "With the most wonderful man in the world!"
"Let go of me," he hissed at her. Harry dug his heels into the ground.
"Oh, what's wrong hunny?"
"Dont call me 'hunny'. Let me go," he ordered, wiggling his fingers free. Harry walked off the floor, and searched for Ginny.
"Harry!" somone called. Harry turned to see Ginny yelling at Erika, "Oh, save me Harry!" Erika called out again. Harry pushed though many couples into the middle of the floor. Harry manged to meet up with them, and grabbed Erika's hand, as she was about to smack Ginny.
"Dont ever touch her," He hissed. Dropping her hand, Harry turned his back to her, and lead Ginny away.
"You should have let me finsh her off," Ginny hissed.
"I dont think that would have been a good idea," Harry stopped once they where out of veiw from Erika, "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine," Ginny answered, "Angry.. but I'm fine," Harry pulled her into a tight hug.
"Dont worry, nothing can take me away from you," he wispered into her ears, "I love you to much,"
"Love you to, Harry,"
"Well, well, well- how fitting, Potter, and a Weasley," Harry turned around to see Draco Malfoy standing there. Harry smiled at him, innocently.
"I thought so," Harry answered.
"Know what a gold digger is Potter?"
"Know what a black eye is Malfoy?"
"Know what detention is?" Hermione's voice echoed from behind, "Becasue that's where you will both land if you get into a fight,"
"What's going on?" Ron asked, walking over.
"Just stay away from her, Malfoy. Or I swear to god I will-"
"Harry," Ginny wispered. But Harry was too angry to listen. He had been standing in front of Ginny, arms slightly out streeched, protecting Ginny.
"Whats a matter, Weasley?"
"Malfoy, I'm warning you.." Harry hissed.
"Oh, I'm just making frendly conversation with your girlfriend." Malfoy gave a dark smile. Ginny's arm's shot up, hold Harry back, as he made a lunge at Malfoy, who began to laugh, darkly.
"DARCO MALFOY!" Hermione yelled, "HOW DARE YOU ATTEMPT TO HIT ANOTHER STUDENT!" Ginny's arms dropped, and Harry looked dumbstrck. Malfoy hadn't tried to hit him, he was egging Harry on, trying to make Harry hit him.
"Mr. Malfoy- what is the meaning of this?" Professor McGonagall's voice echoed.
"He tried to hit Harry, ma'am- right after he had been insulting the Weasley family,"
"50 points, Mr. Malfoy!" Professor McGonagall roared.
"But-"
"No buts! Come with me!" she grabbed his shoulder, and lead him away. Hermione looked rather pleased with herself.
"What have we done to you?" Harry asked, blankly.
"You.. you just lied to a teacher, and set up Malfoy," Ron pointed out. Hermione smiled, and turned a slight shade of pink.
"Come on, Ron," she said, leading him away, "I think they need to talk,"
"Thank you," Ginyn wispered, as Harry turned around. he smiled softly at her.
"Your welcome. Come on- let's dance,"
"Right," she smiled. Ginny grabbed Harry's hand, and lead him out to the dance floor. The music was faster this time, so the two began to dance again. An hour of so had passed, before finally Professor Evelyn walked out into the middle of the room, and stopped the music.
"Last song!" Professor Evelyn's voice echoed, "Than off to bed!" a few students moaned. The tempo turned to slow again, and so Harry and Ginny shared there last dance of the night.
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"I'm soo tired," Ron moaned, as they walked into the common room.
"Wasn't that wonderful!" Hermione chreed from behind him.
"I guess. If you ignore the fact my feet hurt like a-"
"Ron,"
"Sorry,"
"So," Ginny smiled, "That was an interesting night,"
"You could say that again," Harry smiled, kissing her on the forhead. Ron blinked a couple of times, and just stood there, as he watched his best friend walk his little sister over to the couch, and the two of them cuddle.
"Hermione.." he wispered.
"It's alright Ron," she asured him, "They've been going out for about ten days,"
"But-"
"He'll take care of her Ron. I think he really loves her,"
"If he hurts her..."
"I think he'll kill himself before he does that,"
"Or really?"
"You know Erika, that 6th year?"
"You mean the hot one thats always around Ginny?" He asked. Hermione crossed her amrs, and looked at him darkly, "You're still better looking of course,"
"I better be," she hissed, "Either way, she's been all over him the past few days. Harry's blown he off everytime, even tonight when she cut into him and Ginny dancing. He looked at her with hate I've only seen him use on three people,"
"Who?"
"Malfoy, Snape, and" Hermione leaned over to his ear, and wispered, "Voldermort,"
"Dont say his name!" Ron flinched.
"Get over you're self!" she moaned.
Accorss the room, Harry and Ginny sat cuddled up on the couch, "I'm sorry about her," he wispered.
"Dont be," Ginny said, sweetly, "It's her who is the problem. Not you,"
"I'm still sorry," Ginny laughed sweetly, and rested her head on his shoulder.
"Love you," she wispered.
"Love you to,"
"We should head to bed,"
"I suppose you're right Ms. Prefect,"
"Come on, I'm tired. You wore me out,"
"Well, I'm tried- but I dont want to go to bed,"
"Oh, why is that?"
"For one, I'm comfy. Two, I dont know if I'm going to wake up. Ron obveously knows,"
"If he hurts you, I'll send Fred and George after him. Trust me, they wouldn't mind,"
"Alright, come on," Ginny and Harry walked up the stairs holding hands. As they reached the platform, Harry turned, "Well, I guess this is good night,"
"I guess so," Harry kissed Ginny, and then pulled back.
"Sweet dreams, and Happy Hallo'ween,"
"Happy Hallo'ween, Harry," Harry made his way into the his Ron's, Dean's, Sesum's, and Neville's(sp) room. He walked across the room, and got changed. Suddenly, as he sat down on his bed, he heard the door close.
"Hello?" Harry asked, and turned around. Ron stood there, a little shocked- Harry could tell he was debating between hurting Harry, or huggin him.
"Hello," Ron answered. Harry sighed, and looked at Ron.
"Are you going to punch me, and the talk- or talk then punch me?"
"Do I have a reasson to hurt you?"
"Um.. other then going out with your little sister, no"
"So, you havn't hurt her?"
"What- of course not!"
"And you care about her?"
"Ron, I love her,"
"I see," Ron's face was strange shade of red. Ron slowly walked over, and sat down on his own bed, facing Harry, "You honestly care about her. You're not doing this because you feel sorry for her?" Harry was a little offened.
"No, Ron. I honestly care about her,"
"Alright," Ron's faced seemed to relax, "Okay,"
"So.. are you going to hurt me now- or in my sleep?"
"Look, Harry- if it had to be someone, I'm glad it's you." Ron sighed, "I just dont want someone hurting her like Dean did," Dead had broken up with Ginny the year before, because he found someone better looking, and Ron had brutally hurt him. But, after a bit of time the two had manged to get along alright again. Not like they once did, but it was a start.
"Thanks.. I think,"
"Just dont hurt her,"
"The only thing that could come between us is my death,"
"Well then, I suppose with you-know-who back, you'll have to be careful, wont you?" Ron was joking around, this was a good thing.
"Yea, watch my back," Harry yawned, and relaxed. It wasn't long before he had drifted off to sleep, and drooling into his pellow.
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Alright, this was a really fun chapter to write. I hope you liked it. We're getting close to the end, like I said. I'm thinking about getting chapter one of the sequal up before i leave. I dont have school anymore, just vaction. So, for the next 6 or 7 days, I wont really be doing much. Enjoy you're summer everyone.
I think they're might be like... 3 or 4 chapters left.
-Night Oasis.
ps: thanks to those who reviewed!