Chapter 1
Asking Harry
Ginny and I were in the Gryffindor common room, talking.
"Hermione" that's me by the way "who are you planning to take to the Christmas dance?" Ginny asked
"Can you keep a secret?" I said knowing she could but just wanting to make sure.
"Duh, you know I can"
"I want to take Harry, but...... I can't dance to save my life, so I might not go"
"I didn't know that! You did fine at the Yule Ball two years ago. Did you lose your ability or something?"
"Ha, no I couldn't dance then either, but Victor Krum was so bad that I didn't worry too much"
"Oh" she said trying to suppress a smile, "so now that Victor isn't here, you worry?"
"Ya I guess I do. Who are you going with anyway?"
"Well I asked Neville but he hasn't answered yet, I think he's waiting to find out who you're going with."
"Awww poor Neville, I don't think he gets it that I just don't like him that way. He's really cool but I don't think I could kiss him--no offence to you"
"None taken, but I'm wondering if I want to go out with him if he is waiting to see who you go with"
"Ya I see your point, but go with him because I know he wont get a date otherwise."
"Ya which is sad but oh well. Oh here's your soon-to-be date"
I looked around and blushed. Harry and Ron came through the portrait hole. OMG Harry is SO HOT! And he is so sweet, and he cares about people and--
"I think you should ask him now before someone else does 'cause if you don't and Neville hasn't answered yet..........I just might.........."
"You wouldn't!"
"I would"
"Fine I'll go ask him. Wish me luck"
"Luck"
I walked over to where Ron and Harry are doing their "homework." Ron was building a house out of exploding Snap cards, and Harry was just sitting there sucking on his quill. On closer inspection of the quill, I realized it was a sugar quill. I sighed deeply, resolving to ask him NOW.
"Harry can I talk to you for a sec?"
"Sure" he didn't move.
"Outside in the hall?"
"Fine"
I dragged him outside and a little way from the common room.
"what's up?" he asked quizzically
"Harry, will you go to the Christmas dance with me?"
"you want me to go with you?" he almost sounded disgusted. My self-esteem wavered.
"Yaa" the word was high and sounded like I was going to cry, which I was.
"I THOUGHT YOU'D NEVER ASK!!!!!! OF COURSE I'LL GO WITH YOU!!!"
"YES!"
Then Professor McGonagall walked up "what is all this shouting about Harry, Hermione?"
"Sorry professor" we said in unison
"It won't happen again" I said sheepishly, I really don't like being told off by a teacher
"Ya what she said" agreed Harry.
"Ok now run along to your common room, and hurry!" McGonagall glared her fierce glare.
Harry and I ran
A/N: this is my first try at a fan fiction and would appreciate suggestions even if I don't take them and PLEASE RATE otherwise I might not update any more. Also I might be slow at putting up new chapters (which I hate about writers but I can't help that) have fun with this (I really hope you do)
P.S. I typed this on Microsoft word but for some reason wouldn't let me load it using Microsoft so I had to use notepad so some of the things might no be right (ex: my italics/bolds/underlining) but i might be able to fix that with time so if you see some suddenly dont worry (not that you would but you never know)