A/N: Anaili- Explanation: Well…I guess Tom's weakness is falling in love so he was really kind

TO ALL THOSE WHO REVEIWED, WITH ALL MY HEART…thank you! ü

Chapter Fifteen- Shall We Dance?

The prefects, the Head Boy and Girl and some students were in charge of the dance. The Head Girl, Marilla Smith (a Ravenclaw), was in charge of the refreshments. She got the Three Broomsticks to supply 700 butterbeers and cranberry punch. Tom was in charge of the decorations, since he got top marks in Charms. He Wingardium Leviosa-d the minature pumpkins and the skeletons (from real skeletons, courtesy of "The Grave Shop").

"Oh Tommy that's soo brilliant!" Ditee squealed. Tom smirked and rolled his eyes.

Ditee was in charge of the invites and she made it look really stylish, with an animated dancing skeletons as borders and the ink was blood (courtesy of a butcher shop).

The other students helped by taking care of the food. One convinced the guntrees (sort of house-elves but slightly bigger and was of the color electric pink) to cook disgusting but cute foods.

Finally, after a LOT of days of hard work, the All Hallows Eve Spirits Dance would start in three days.

And Hermione? Was she affected in all these heyday? We're not sure.

(Hermione's p.o.v.)

I have to focus on schoolwork. I have to focus on schoolwork. I have TO FOCUS ON SCHOOLWORK!!!!!!!

I can't. I just can't.

All I think about is Draco…wait…change that. I AM SO HAPPY TO SAY I, HERMIONE ANNE GRANGER, have gotten over that incredibly sexy dragon.

Now, all I think about is Tom and that incident on the spare room. At first, I thought it was wrong, really wrong. But, now when I think of it, I think it was great! After all, Tom really WAS a good kisser, even if he's Voldemort. Hey…maybe I can stop him from being so mean!

Wow…imagine, me, Hermione Granger, I changed time. I would like to thank Mummy and Daddy, all my relatives, my cat Crookshanks…

Maybe this is not the time to prepare for my speech. After all, I still have the dance to think of.

The dance. Oh my gosh I totally forgot about it! Oh, yeah…I retreated back into my chair, sighing. I wasn't going.

I WANT TO GO but I have to be true to my word. I AM NOT GOING.

But I want to go…

"So GO!!!" screamed a little voice in my head.

Okay, I will go.

But, what will I wear.

"AH! I'll dress up as an angel!" I said giddily. My roomates heard me.

"What are you talking about, Hermione?" asked Matilda Bruen, who is actually kind of nice for a Slytherin (then again, I AM nice and I am in Slytherin, but…)

"Er……my costume…for-for the dance," I stammered, flushing.

"But I thought you weren't going," Matilda said.

"I decided I wanna go because I hear there's a costume contest," I said, trying not to sound of a braggart, which I managed.

"I'm dressing up as Jo from Little Women," she announced.

"But that's a Muggle book!" I screamed without thinking.

"I know," she replied. "My mum loved them and she read them to me. Of course, my father HATED her nasty habit and the fact that I got her "nasty habit" too." We both giggled.

(Back to original narrating style)

It was finally the day of the dance, October 31. Everybody was so excited and restless the teahcers decided to cancel all the classes after lunch to give the students time to fix themselves up.

FINALLY…after SO much tears, waiting for the dance (I'm exaggerating!)…

The students formed in one neat line, some lookin' good and some looked insane because of their costumes.

Tom was dressed as a prince, Ditee was dressed as…well…Aphrodite, the goddess.

"Welcome! Welcome to the dance!" announced Dippet. The students cheered.

"Where the heck is Granger?" Ditee suddenly blurted out.

"Oy, I'm here!" called out Ludwig, who was dressed as a Muggle dentist.

"I meant the feminine version," said Ditee coldly, tossing her locks, which were dyed golden blonde. She sneered. "Oh, yes…I forgot, she wasn't going!"

"She has a name you know," snapped Tom. "And I'm quite embarrassed being with you so please keep your big fat mouth shut at all times or I'm going to glue them shut."

"Why are you in such a bad mood?!" snapped Ditee back. He ignored her and turned to focus on a girl who was dressed as an angel.

"Hi, Ludwig!" the girl said. Lud grinned and offered his arm to her.

"Very nice costume Hermione!" he exclaimed.

Tom turned pale and stared at Hermione. He was such an idiot to have noticed only now! He thought she was a mirage…so dumb of him!

Hermione looked…beyond perfect. Her dress was a white one made from cotton and satin and silk and…the works. Her hair was silky straight with cuter than cute curls that looked so good to twist (hehehe like twister fries). Her lips were a tickle-me-pink color with shimmery lip gloss, her eyeshadow was shimmery, and she even had a real halo, white dove wings, and a harp!

"Wow……" was all Tom could utter.

"Are you sure you're Hermione?" Ditee asked, looking at her strangely.

"Affirmative," answered Hermione, grinning.

"Ha! I have the prettiest date!" bragged Ludwig. True, all the boys were looking at Hermione and NOT Ditee (much to her dismay).

"Looks like we've found our winner for Best Costume early," Dumbledore said, winking at Hermione, who blushed.

"Alright, alright if you don't sit down this minute I'm going to cancel this DANCE!" screeched Prof. Sewell, who was dressed as one of Santa's elves.

The students quickly hurried to find seats and when they were all settled down and comfy, the headmaster announced the schedule.

"PLEASE STOP!!!" begged a student.

"Alright then," sighed Dippet, rolling up the long parchment. "I now declare the All Hallows Eve Spirits Dance open."

The students cheered and music (circa 1940's) was played. Basically, the dance was fun. Ludwig danced with Hermione, the guys all wanted to dance with Hermione, and Ditee lost her balance and tripped!

"Hermione I'm going to the girls there," said Ludwig.

"Okay," said Hermione carelessly.

Hermione didn't really want to dance…she was a bit upset that time and besides, she had two left feet. But…truth is, she was kinda expecting for Tom to ask her to dance.

"There's going to be a slow dance so grab a partner!!!" announced Ditee shrilly. He went for Tom but Tom was walking towards Hermione as the music started to play.

I remember so well

The day that you came into my life

You asked for my name

You had the most beautiful smile

"May I have this dance?" asked Tom, reaching out his arm. Hermione blushed and said: "Sure." Hermione put her arms around his neck and Tom put his hands around her waist. They danced slowly to the music.

My life started to change

I wake up each day feeling alright

With you right by my side

Makes me feel things will work out just fine

How did you know

I needed someone like you in my life?

There was an empty space in my heart

You came at the right time in my life

Suddenly, their faces were getting closer. Hermione blushed. Tom kissed her cheek and whispered "I love you" in her ear.

Ooohhh

I'll never forget

How you brought the sun to shine in my life

You took all the worries and fears that I had

" This IS it!! This is pure, unadultered love…so not like my me and my ex" Hermione thought happily.

"I love you too, Tom," she said softly. "Um…there's something I need to tell you."

"Is everything alright?" Tom asked, concerned.

"Of course!" she replied. "It's just…well…" she closed her eyes. "I'm from the present."

"What do you mean?"

"I was transported back in time. I was supposed to go back in August 2004 so I can fix things up between my ex-boyfriend and I and…-she paused dramatically-I met you and…I think and I know you are my one true love. I know it has been only months but it was love at first sight!"

"I don't care, Hermione. I don't care whether you came from Mars or Pluto," Tom said. "I love you."

"Thank you," Hermione said, her eyes welling up with tears. "Oh, and by the way…I AM related to Ludwig Granger. He's my grandfather."

They both laughed silently and proceeded back to dancing.

I guess what I'm really trying to say

It's not everyday that someone like you comes my way

No words can express how much I love you

Suddenly, Tom put his cold hands into Hermione's cheeks, and leaned in. Their lips were touching each other and they were about to kiss. But…suddenly…

"HERMIONE!!!!!!"