Chapter 15

A/N: Okay... first things first: My penname used to be azias, but I changed it to ProjectPink.

Oook...bursts into tears this is it, people. It's the last chapter of Don't Deny What You Feel. You've all been waiting and here it is... read on. sniffs

Oh, by the way, I owe many thank yous and e-hugs to all my readers out there. I have over a hundred reviews and they really make writing this so worth it. I didn't expect that many when I started writing.

I hope you like this chapter. Like I said before, there may be an epilogue of sorts. I'll try to write one... should I move to their graduation or when they're older? Leave a review and tell me what you think.

So enjoy the final chapter... and beware of strange and weird occurrences!

"GINNY!" Ron bellowed as marched directly to the drink table where she, Seamus and Lavender were waiting. Ginny, at the sound of her name, looked up quickly and spilled some of her punch on herself. When she saw it was Ron, she fumed.

"Ron! What is the matter? Ugh! You made me spill my punch on myself!"

"Are you not a witch? You can get that out faster than I can say 'Quidditch'!" Ron said, "But anyway, we have more things to worry about than your robes. A certain someone who wishes to remain anonymous," Ron stressed anonymous, hoping Ginny would understand, "Did not show up to meet another certain someone,"

Lavender and Seamus were looking at Ron, not knowing what his cryptic message meant. Ginny however, did, and her eyes bulged out of their sockets.

"WHAT? Are you saying that," Ginny hesitated, not knowing whether she should reveal any names, "She DIDN'T show up? Where was she?" she exclaimed.

"Her date is Viktor. He probably did this... I always knew he was a good for nothing git, but did anyone listen? No. They never listened to me..." Ron half said, half muttered to himself, scowling.

Seamus and Lavender began to put the pieces together while Ron was muttering about how no one listened to him. Their eyes searched to where Viktor was and to their surprise, they saw Hermione in his arms, dancing. "Hermione didn't show up for what?" Lavender asked. Shocked, Ron stupidly asked, "How do you know we're talking about Hermione?"

"Ugh, Ron... sometimes you can be so unbelievably dumb. So, should we tell them?" Ginny asked Ron. "They might be useful for the plan that we are going to come up with..." Ginny said answering her own question.

Ron began re-telling everything, "Okay... well, to sum this up quickly, Hermione liked Harry-"

"And she asked Ron for help after Cho and Harry broke up," Ginny said, "And Ron asked me to help as well. And we, being the good friends that we are, helped her come up with a plan."

"Hermione wrote an anonymous letter to Harry. Well actually, several letters. They wrote letters back and forth to each other for a month, Harry not knowing it was Hermione and still not knowing it was Hermione," Ron continued. Seamus and Lavender were slightly confused, but they both nodded.

"And at some point, Harry developed feelings for Hermione,"

"They agreed to meet each other tonight, but as you now know, they didn't. How Viktor got into this mess is beyond my knowledge, but I say part one of any plan we make should involve getting him out,"

"Okay... since the dance is two hours away from being over, I say we make a plan right now and we do it, no matter how drastic or silly it gets," Lavender said, quickly taking charge with Ginny nodding hurriedly beside her.

The four quickly formulated the plan. It was undoubtedly the worst plan on the planet but they were all very determined and ran off quickly to get their roles done. Seamus ran off to see Dobby, who was around the Ball, tidying up, Lavender moved closer to the punch bowl, Ron made his way through the dancing couples, and Ginny hurried to the Gryffindor dormitories.

Ron confidently marched up to Viktor and Hermione who were swaying in rhythm to the music. He tapped Viktor on the shoulder and said, "May I cut in?" Viktor turned to face him and said, "Why, hello, Ron. Nice to see you again. Of course you can cut in... Herm-oh-ninny, I'll be at the drink table. See you later," Viktor drawled in his heavy Bulgarian accent.

Ron was silently cheering as the plan was working. He then looked at Hermione and said, "How could you? He WAITED for you and you didn't show up!"

"I know I didn't. It's just Viktor had to tell me something—"Hermione said, before she was cut off by Ron.

"So you like Vicky now? What were you doing the past month when you were writing all those letters to Harry? Were you leading him on or something? Have you and Viktor even broke up?" Ron said angrily.

"Yes! Of course we have Ron, but it's more complicated than that," Hermione said as she proceeded to tell Ron why she hadn't shown up on the balcony earlier.

"Well, we made a plan to get you guys together. It's up to Lavender now," Ron said when Hermione finished explaining. He didn't say anything else about the plan, and Hermione soon gave up asking him after realizing she would not get anywhere.

"Why, hello there, handsome," Lavender said, trying to get Viktor to flirt with her, who was currently pouring himself a cup of punch. "Huh? Oh, hello," he said to Lavender, who was smiling at him, very flirtatiously indeed, trying not to laugh. He looked her in the eye and suddenly was lost in the hazel pool. He hadn't noticed that she had sneakily taken his arm and was clutching it tightly.

"How bout we go look for the nearest unoccupied broom closet?" she asked, trying to be very demure and almost losing her cover in a fit of giggles.

Viktor pondered this for a moment. Well, Hermione doesn't have any feelings for me. And this girl is very good-looking...

"Sure," Viktor said, forgetting about his date, and lead Lavender to the exit.

I hope Seamus is prepared in the closet...

"Harry! Get yourself out of bed this instant! I know you want to meet the mystery girl... she's really sorry she didn't show up!" Ginny yelled, sounding very much like Mrs. Weasley in some ways.

"Ginny, go away! I don't fancy talking to anyone now except for... except for..."

"Except for who, Harry?" Ginny said trying to act like she didn't know and pulled the covers off him.

"Ugh. Why'd I get myself into this mess? Ginny, the only person I really want to talk to right now is Hermione." Harry said, blushing.

Ginny smiled knowingly and said, "I knew that,"

"WHAT?" Harry said, jumping out of his bed. "You mean Ron told you? That little git!"

Ginny smiled once again and said, "Beat my brother up later. Let's go. You don't want to not show up, or do you, Harry? Be a man and get down there!"

That got Harry going and he put back on his dress robes and ran out of the common room with Ginny on his tail.

Dear Merlin, I hope everything goes well...

Seamus and Dobby were waiting silently in the dark closet. They heard Lavender's giggle and Viktor's hearty laugh just outside and Seamus gripped the frying pan tighter, awaiting their entrance. The door opened with a click and luckily, Lavender had Viktor so his back was facing them. She was currently kissing him and Dobby almost laughed out loud at the situation they were in. Seamus had found him at a table, cleaning if off. When Seamus informed him of the situation, Dobby agreed to take part and ran off to the kitchens to get a frying pan. "Anything to help Mr. Potter and Miss Granger, Mr. Seamus sir," he had replied.

Now they both were awaiting Lavender's signal. Seconds later, she gave the go-ahead and Seamus quickly ran up behind Viktor and bashed him at the back of the head with the frying pan. Viktor stiffened and fell backwards with a loud thud, knocked unconscious.

Lavender laughed and Dobby went forward, made sure he still had a pulse, and with a pop, they both disappeared.

Ron was still dancing with Hermione, who was now trying to look for Viktor. Harry and Ginny were now heading there way.

"Ask her to dance with you, Harry... I'm sure she'll say yes," Ginny said, trying to persuade him.

"But what about your friend, the mystery girl?"

"You'll meet her later, Harry. Just ask Hermione,"

"But she's with Krum. She's happy with him. Trust me,"

"Ugh. Harry, have you even begun to think of what their children will look like?!"

"Yes I have, Gin. Ron told me all about their future children. I'm not even going to bother to ask her. She has no feelings for me other than platonic ones. We were never together yet this feels just as bad as when Cho broke up with me. I'm not going to try,"

"Then why don't you just ask her because she's your friend? Go on, Harry. She's your best friend. I don't see why you would be afraid of asking her to dance,"

"Fine, Ginny. I will,"

With that, Harry cut in, and Ron left the floor to where Ginny was standing. Seamus and Lavender were coming up, looking very happy.

"Okay you guys. You know the rest of the plan, right?" Ginny asked when the others had arrived. They all nodded. They knew that this was going to be hard, but they didn't have enough time to come up with a better idea. This was it. A failure now would be very crucial.

The two couples made their way to where Harry and Hermione were dancing. It was a slow song, but the only way to get their plan working was to dance quickly. It looked odd, but the four students were oblivious to the incredulous stares they were getting from the other students around them.

Remarks such as, "Hey! You're in my dancing space! Move over!" and "Can't you guys see that I'm trying to dance? Move!" got Harry and Hermione closer and closer to the broom closet. Soon, they were close enough to the closet that Seamus quickly unlocked it, and the other three started dancing faster and shoved others into the closet, locking it with a very powerful spell.

How they did it was beyond their belief, but they were happy that they could finally stop dancing and sit. Meanwhile, Hermione and Harry were together, uncomfortable in the closet, not knowing what to say to each other.

Harry couldn't just sit there, so he ran to the door and tried various spells, trying to open it. Hermione took a deep breath and pulled out her wand. It's now or never... She whispered said the counter-spell to change her robes back to their original colour.

"Darn spell. I wish I knew which one it was. Even the most powerful ones don't work. Hermione, you spend all that time in the library, have you read anything that could possibly help us get of here?" Harry asked, finally turning around. When he saw Hermione, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"What happened to your robes? Weren't they red just a minute ago? Did you touch any of the cleaning solutions or something? Why are your robes purple?" Suddenly, Harry remembered.

"...I'll be wearing pale purple dress robes with silver trim."

Harry looked closer at Hermione's new robes. Then he saw the shining silver on the edges. Hermione bit her lip, waiting for his reaction. She knew that he had made the connection with her robes to one of the letters she sent.

"Hermione, I know I'm probably very wrong, but are you..." Harry didn't finish when Hermione looked down at the floor and nodded her head. Harry was suddenly rendered speechless. All thoughts of the locked door were thrown out of this head as he rushed over to Hermione's side.

"Are you serious? I- I thought you and Viktor were together,"

"Viktor and I aren't together anymore," Hermione said, still unable to look Harry in the eye.

"Then why didn't you meet me on the balcony like you said you would?"

"Well, to tell the truth, Viktor had said that he really needed to talk to me and that it was important. I didn't think it would take so long, but it did. He said that he still had feelings for me, but I politely turned him down and I guess now we're just friends,"

"You turned him down? For me?" Harry said, incredulously.

"That I did. I felt so bad afterwards but it wouldn't be fair to string him along so I-"

"Mione, I don't know how to say this in a better way, but if Cho had feelings for me again, I'd turn her down as well,"

Hermione was puzzled as to what he meant and remained silent.

"Well, what I want to say is, Hermione, I'm in love with you. I don't know why I was so blind and dumb to be with Cho when I had the most perfect girl right there in front of me for all those years. What I really want to say is, Hermione, I love you,"

"You do?" Hermione said, lifting her head up to face Harry, "You really do?"

"I do, Hermione. I'd shout it from the top of the North Tower to make you believe it. I really do,"

Hermione smiled and threw her arms around Harry and whispered, "I love you too," in his ear. His smile spread across his face from ear to ear. He pulled Hermione off him slightly and they shared their first kiss.

While they were kissing, Ron, Lavender, Ginny and Seamus decided to check up on them. Like they were hoping, Hermione had told Harry everything and now they were together. Ron snickered a bit and Harry and Hermione broke apart.

"Nice to see you're finally together," Ginny said.

"Yeah... do you know how much trouble we have gotten into just to get you together? I hit Krum with a frying pan to make this happen. You owe us,"

"Yeah! And I had to kiss Krum. Hermione, how could you date this guy? He's a horrible kisser!"

Hermione laughed and an announcement was made from the Great Hall. They all left the closet and went to listen.

"Now, as it is the last dance, I would be pleased to call up Ron Weasley to come up and show us his marvelous jig! Ron Weasley, if you will," Dumbledore said, clapping politely.

Ron's eyes lit up as he jogged towards the stage and told the band to play an upbeat dance song.

"Okay, everybody!" Ron shouted over the music, "To do the jig, you need to have one hand up in the air like so, then move your left foot out and shake it. Yes, just like that Neville. With your other hand, you can lift it up or wave it around. Every few beats just switch between the left and right foot. Yes! Okay! Everyone dance!"

Soon, the entire student body was dancing along to the music, doing Ron's jig. Not necessarily all in perfect synch, but Ron's jig wasn't meant to be done perfectly. Dumbledore was doing it, Dobby was doing it, and even Snape was doing it (he was actually quite good!). Viktor had woken up and found his way back from the kitchens, where Dobby had dropped him off while he was unconscious. He watched as they danced, learned the moves, and soon joined in. It seemed that he forgot that Hermione was his date and that he had gone into a closet with Lavender. He didn't even know he was unconscious. He had a bump on his head, but he didn't know how he got it. Right now, he was having a very good time with Pansy, who had left Malfoy when all the jokes about his feminine robes never stopped.

Ron, still dancing, looked over to where Harry and Hermione stood, laughing and dancing together. It was obvious to him that they were no longer going to deny what they felt.

The End.

Final Thoughts:

It's OVER! NOOO! Well, it was a very fun fic to write. I think this was a good chapter, although somewhat quirky. But quirkiness is kool. I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I have. So yeah... please review and tell me if I should include an epilogue. And also tell me if you would rather I go up to their graduation from Hogwarts or further. Heck, I might even do both. But I really have no idea right now. So, review please!

-Signing off,

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