Chapter One: A Change In Plans
Sun streamed in through the pale windows of the dusty library. Most students avoided the library at all possible cost. In fact any one who went to the Library at free will was immediately considered a freak or loser. The Library was usually empty. Except for the occasional Potions essay at which the Library was packed. Madame Pence sat at her usual desk at the front of the library just anticipating for the moment for her to pull her finger to pursed lips and make a loud 'SHHHHH' at someone. But the Library was basically empty on this cold late November day, except for its usual visitors. The books sitting on the shelves, though enchanted looked as though even a person who didn't judge a book by its cover had never touched it. Except there was one thing particularly odd with one isle of shelves, it had a trail of wiped dust running down a line along the spines of the books. The person making this trail was none other than the library's favorite customer, Hermione Granger.
Hermione Granger, the bushy-haired, know-it-all Gryffindor, walked up and down the too-familiar isles of books searching for a book Professor Binns had recommended for their test in History of Magic. Her finger traced along the spines of the dusty books. A smile creeped across her face as Hermione Granger pulled out the book she had been searching for. Sliding the book out of its engraved spot, Hermione saw a pair of big eyes hiding under a rather large unibrow, Hermione let out a squeal , soon getting a long awaited 'SHHHH' from Madame Pince. Chuckling lightly and giving Madame Pince a small sigh. Hermione looked out to the pair of big eyes watching her. It was Viktor Krum. But why was he looking at her?
"Oh…. Um… Hello? Viktor Krum…Right?"
Viktor nodded and came around the corner of the shelves, towering in front of her. He was rather tall, but no taller than Ron. Giving Krum a sweet smile Hermione nodded.
'Well it was nice to meet you, but I need to study'
Hermione bustled past him, but could still feel his eyes on her. 'Wait…' he sputtered. Hermione turned around and smiled again.
"What can I do for you?"
'Well, you see, I've been trying to vork up enough nerve to ask you if you vould like to go to the Yule Ball wif me, I can understand if you don't, but I was just wondering'
Hermione's jaw nearly hit the floor in shock. Viktor Krum just asked me to the dance…What do I do? Hermione argued with herself. She hadn't expected to be asked; In fact she hadn't even planned to go. She had a nice night of curling up in the dorms with a good book planned to go. Ron is going to be so jealous that I get to go with Krum, His ultimate idol. HELLO Granger that's only of you say YES! So do it soon. Giving Krum a warm smile Hermione nodded. I mean how bad could it be?
"Sure Krum…I'd love to go"
I can't believe he just asked me to go to the ball with him…Ron's gonna FREAK! Hermione giggled to herself and sat on the overstuffed chair in the still dusty, empty, and semi-lifeless library. Her face was still lit with excitement. A million questions were going through her already over stuffed head. Questions like: What were Ron and Harry going to think? How funny Ron's face was going to be when he found out. Then the bookworm got to really thinking… What if they got mad? What if they hated her and didn't want to speak to her again? What if they tried to kill Krum for it? Was this stupid dance worth losing a very stable friendship over? Hermione continued in deep thoughts about these things. Her mind wandered away from the mission she was here for in the first place. Shaking her head lightly Hermione came back to reality. Opening the book she had pulled off the shelves. Hermione tried to study but soon found her thoughts to the dance and to Harry and especially to Ron. Her relationship with Ron was quickly changing. She didn't' know how she felt about him. It was just a bunch of mixed feelings. Slamming the book shut Hermione stood up and swung her bag over he shoulder.
" I need to talk to Ron and Harry"