*****Hermione*****
The next morning, I woke up with a start. The sun shone on my face as I pulled back the scarlet silk hangings of my four-poster. I yawned and stretched my body. Last night was exhausting. Since I was in the Hospital Wing, I had to make up for the time I didn't go to class. Even though I only had a few papers to finish, I still had a hard time. But Harry and Ron helped me through. And it was also because of the side effects of the potion I drank.
I stood up and sighed. It was still Wednesday, but I keep on waiting for the weekend. I quickly changed and went downstairs. The common room was half full, probably cos' everyone had gone down to breakfast. I saw Harry and Ron playing Wizard Chess in the corner. I approached them, still feeling a bit sleepy. "Hey Herm. Sleep well?" Ron asked, still concentrating on the game.
"Not a bit" I said. "Why's that?" Harry asked cheerfully. He made his move, and I think he was starting to beat Ron. "I think it's the side effects of the potion Madam Pomfrey gave me. She said the potion was very strong, and the side effects might wear off in about a day or two. And the pile of work last night" I replied.
"Tough Luck" Ron said gloomily, as Harry made his move. "Checkmate!" Harry exclaimed. I giggled as Ron slapped his forehead and Harry started to jump up and down and dancing this weird and funny dance. "I beat Ron! I beat Ron!" he sang, happily dancing around. A few people glanced at us, but ignored us all the same. We knew that everyone was used to us doing weird and dangerous and mysterious things that they didn't pay any more attention to us.
I took a chair and pulled it closer to them. I sat down, still watching Harry dancing. He stopped and sat down, still wearing a goofy smile. "What's wrong with you?" I asked. "What?" he asked. Ron sighed heavily. He really wasn't used to being beaten. I guess he's losing his touch. "Oh cheer up Ron," I said. He sighed again and gave me a weak smile. "Don't get used to this Harry. There won't be a next time," he said confidently. Harry snorted.
"What makes you so sure?" he asked threateningly, but playfully. "Oh I'm pretty sure" Ron replied. "Say that again" Harry said, standing up and making a fake angry face. "I said 'I'm pretty sure'" Ron replied, also making the same expression. They started exchanging obviously fake insults, until they burst out laughing when Harry said something really weird ("Well, at least I don't go around telling women I dislike 'scarlet woman'!"). "Okay guys, I'm really tired and I think a good meal might give me more energy. So, let's go get ourselves some breakfast" I said, still laughing at what Harry said.
"Sure," Ron said between gasps, "we had ours over an hour ago. And all this laughing is making me hungry." Harry stood up and said, "Me too." I stood up and walked out of the portrait hole. Harry and Ron followed. We walked quickly, since Harry and Ron were acting like kids when they raced each other to the Great Hall. They both laughed hysterically when we entered. I shook my head, but I was still happy for them. They are closer than peas in a pod. It's useless to try and separate them.
I sat down an empty seat and ate breakfast quietly. Harry and Ron only ate toast, since they were too busy laughing at the jokes Fred and George were telling them. When I was halfway through my scrambled eggs, Professor Dumbledore suddenly stood up. The whole room went quiet. All of us looked up curiously.
"Students, I have an announcement. Between all the lessons, homework and teaching, the teachers and I have managed to make a small surprise for all of you. We will be having a Halloween Ball next month." A lot of people whispered together excitedly. "All students are invited of course," Professor Dumbledore continued, "and you will find another surprise outside the school the day before the Ball. That is all. Thank You" then he sat down.
"Do you think he's really serious?" Ron asked. Harry and I snorted. "Are you kidding?" Harry asked him. "Yeah. Like, when's the last time Professor Dumbledore ever joked about this sort of thing?" I asked. "Never" Ron muttered. Harry and I nodded. "Right" Harry said. "So Ron, any idea who you're gonna ask?" he asked.
Ron shrugged. "Dunno yet. You?" Harry thought for a moment. "Well.I think Cho Chang wouldn't be so bad.but that cute girl in Hufflepuff isn't bad either.well, I guess we'll never know. I'll ask anyone except Parvati," he answered, grimacing. Ron and I laughed. "And I wouldn't fancy going out with Padma again either" Ron remarked.
"Hey Hermione, any idea of who you suspect might ask you out, or maybe, a guy who you would like to ask you out?" Ron asked me. "Yeah any ideas? Maybe a clue?" Harry coaxed. I thought for a minute. Instantly, an image of a boy floated across my mind. "Oh, I think I've got a pretty good idea of whom I want to go to the ball with."
The next morning, I woke up with a start. The sun shone on my face as I pulled back the scarlet silk hangings of my four-poster. I yawned and stretched my body. Last night was exhausting. Since I was in the Hospital Wing, I had to make up for the time I didn't go to class. Even though I only had a few papers to finish, I still had a hard time. But Harry and Ron helped me through. And it was also because of the side effects of the potion I drank.
I stood up and sighed. It was still Wednesday, but I keep on waiting for the weekend. I quickly changed and went downstairs. The common room was half full, probably cos' everyone had gone down to breakfast. I saw Harry and Ron playing Wizard Chess in the corner. I approached them, still feeling a bit sleepy. "Hey Herm. Sleep well?" Ron asked, still concentrating on the game.
"Not a bit" I said. "Why's that?" Harry asked cheerfully. He made his move, and I think he was starting to beat Ron. "I think it's the side effects of the potion Madam Pomfrey gave me. She said the potion was very strong, and the side effects might wear off in about a day or two. And the pile of work last night" I replied.
"Tough Luck" Ron said gloomily, as Harry made his move. "Checkmate!" Harry exclaimed. I giggled as Ron slapped his forehead and Harry started to jump up and down and dancing this weird and funny dance. "I beat Ron! I beat Ron!" he sang, happily dancing around. A few people glanced at us, but ignored us all the same. We knew that everyone was used to us doing weird and dangerous and mysterious things that they didn't pay any more attention to us.
I took a chair and pulled it closer to them. I sat down, still watching Harry dancing. He stopped and sat down, still wearing a goofy smile. "What's wrong with you?" I asked. "What?" he asked. Ron sighed heavily. He really wasn't used to being beaten. I guess he's losing his touch. "Oh cheer up Ron," I said. He sighed again and gave me a weak smile. "Don't get used to this Harry. There won't be a next time," he said confidently. Harry snorted.
"What makes you so sure?" he asked threateningly, but playfully. "Oh I'm pretty sure" Ron replied. "Say that again" Harry said, standing up and making a fake angry face. "I said 'I'm pretty sure'" Ron replied, also making the same expression. They started exchanging obviously fake insults, until they burst out laughing when Harry said something really weird ("Well, at least I don't go around telling women I dislike 'scarlet woman'!"). "Okay guys, I'm really tired and I think a good meal might give me more energy. So, let's go get ourselves some breakfast" I said, still laughing at what Harry said.
"Sure," Ron said between gasps, "we had ours over an hour ago. And all this laughing is making me hungry." Harry stood up and said, "Me too." I stood up and walked out of the portrait hole. Harry and Ron followed. We walked quickly, since Harry and Ron were acting like kids when they raced each other to the Great Hall. They both laughed hysterically when we entered. I shook my head, but I was still happy for them. They are closer than peas in a pod. It's useless to try and separate them.
I sat down an empty seat and ate breakfast quietly. Harry and Ron only ate toast, since they were too busy laughing at the jokes Fred and George were telling them. When I was halfway through my scrambled eggs, Professor Dumbledore suddenly stood up. The whole room went quiet. All of us looked up curiously.
"Students, I have an announcement. Between all the lessons, homework and teaching, the teachers and I have managed to make a small surprise for all of you. We will be having a Halloween Ball next month." A lot of people whispered together excitedly. "All students are invited of course," Professor Dumbledore continued, "and you will find another surprise outside the school the day before the Ball. That is all. Thank You" then he sat down.
"Do you think he's really serious?" Ron asked. Harry and I snorted. "Are you kidding?" Harry asked him. "Yeah. Like, when's the last time Professor Dumbledore ever joked about this sort of thing?" I asked. "Never" Ron muttered. Harry and I nodded. "Right" Harry said. "So Ron, any idea who you're gonna ask?" he asked.
Ron shrugged. "Dunno yet. You?" Harry thought for a moment. "Well.I think Cho Chang wouldn't be so bad.but that cute girl in Hufflepuff isn't bad either.well, I guess we'll never know. I'll ask anyone except Parvati," he answered, grimacing. Ron and I laughed. "And I wouldn't fancy going out with Padma again either" Ron remarked.
"Hey Hermione, any idea of who you suspect might ask you out, or maybe, a guy who you would like to ask you out?" Ron asked me. "Yeah any ideas? Maybe a clue?" Harry coaxed. I thought for a minute. Instantly, an image of a boy floated across my mind. "Oh, I think I've got a pretty good idea of whom I want to go to the ball with."