..:: Goodbye Isn't Forever
..:: Author: Lil' Bode
..:: Chapter VII: Two Dreadful Dances
..::Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN THE HARRY POTTER FRANCHISE, THAT IS PROPERTY OF J.K. ROWLING, AND, OR WARNER BROTHERS
A/N: sry it took awhile, my summer is finally getting busy, due to fair, family reunions, and fun trips with friends, cousins, and cousins of cousins (well that hasn't happened yet but it will)
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I walked side by side with the person I truly detested the most. We headed down to the Great Hall together for the Winter Ball.
I had my dress robe on and my hair pulled back loosely curls falling down here and there. I took longs strides to keep up with Malfoy; who wearing a plain black dress robe. We were slightly late, so when we entered the Great Hall most people were already seated. We took our seats at the staff table. Dumbledore had informed us that we should sit here as we were informally part of the staff, and sense it was a special occasion. We sat on the way end.
"Welcome to the Winter Ball," Dumbledore said as he stood up, "Let us give a round of applause to the prefects for all the arrangements and decorations," he began to clap and was soon followed by the whole of the Great Hall. After the applause died down he began again, "Well once everyone has finished their dinner, The Weird Sisters are here to play." There was another round of applause from all the Weird Sister fans.
Dumbledore took his seat, picked up his menu and looked it over. Everyone else did the same saying the name of the food they wanted, and then it appeared right before their eyes on a gold plate. The hall slowly began to fill with the clatter of silverware and the talk amongst friends.
I sat there quite annoyed for each table sat four, and I watched as Harry and Ron talked with Ginny, and Hannah, while I was stuck by this annoying prat. Ron had decided to take Hannah Abbot, she was shy put if you got her talking she could talk for hours, I had in my nature, "forgot" to inform Ron this when I suggested he go with her. On the other side of the table Harry and Ginny sat closely.
I sat there surveying the crowd as Malfoy began to talk small talk with Snape. Eh, just my luck I get seated on the very end, but I guess that was better than being seated next to Snape.
I played with my food slightly as I ate it, it had been something I was taught not to do, as it wasn't "lady like", but at the moment the only person that would see me being un- "lady like", was Malfoy and I could have cared less if he noticed. Sure he might give me some crap about it, but I had had some spare time lately and seeing that most of this time I spent in the same common room as this slimy git, I had come up with some good come backs and such.
After the dessert dishes were cleared from the table. The Weird Sisters appeared on the platform arranged for the band. I thoroughly enjoyed The Weird Sisters, but the thing was Dumbledore and his inter-house relations had interfered with my plan to sit and listen to them, dancing only when asked. I now had to dance to the first song with Malfoy and with no one else on the floor. Then the second song I had to dance yet again with Malfoy, and the house prefects had to dance together. After that I was free to do all the sitting and listening I wished, but I would spend approximately, ten minutes with this egotistical slim ball.
The first song was slow, I turned to Dumbledore and gave him a small glare, nothing too large seeing he was the headmaster; I could see his eyes twinkle from clear across the dance floor.
I placed one arm on his shoulder and the other in his hands, blah, just a little too close for my own good. I tried my best not to look at his face, but I was dancing with him and we were the only ones on the floor I couldn't just look over his shoulder, I'd look stupid.
After finishing the dreadful dance the prefects walked out onto the floor, they were each paired with the other from their house.
"You know you can look at me, my eyes don't have lasers that will kill you if you look at my face," Malfoy said as the prefects walked onto the floor.
I looked at him, he had just told me to look at him, never in my whole school career had he ever told me to do that, in fact he had spent most of his time telling me not to look at him.
The song we danced to this time was just a little faster. This time I looked at him in the face for the most part, once in awhile looked him directly in the eyes. This was my chance to figure out his puzzle, what he was truly like under all those hard layers of Malfoy skin. I had no idea why I was doing this but I stared him straight in the eyes. They were steal gray, but they were empty of emotion. My eyes I knew were wells of emotion, but his, well you could say his were empty wells, dried up.
"You know this isn't a stare down contest," he said as I was looking at his eyes.
"Yeah, sorry," I said, I had no idea why I had said sorry to this git, "I was drifting off."
He rolled his eyes at me, "Go HERMIONE!" I thought, "He just believed, shows, he really is dim witted."
When the song was over I walked over to sit by Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Hannah, they were all getting up to dance so I sat and watched. I watched as Pansy Parkinson, the ugly pug faced girl of Malfoy's dreams . . . actually I take that back . . . she strutted her stuff (not that impressive if you ask me) over to Malfoy the man of her dreams. To him it seemed as she was just a friend, but Pansy wanted to go further and had been trying all through her seven years at Hogwarts.
After that dance the gang came back and sat down, but Hannah was quickly asked to dance by one of her friends so I took her seat.
That's when Malfoy and Pansy walked by.
"Aw look Scarehead and Weasellete are in lub," Malfoy sneered, Harry returned it with an evil glare, "Scarehead and Weasellete, sitting in a tree, F-U-C-K-I-N-G," he began in a sing-song voice.
Pansy let out a squeal of high-pitched laughter.
Harry and Ron started to get up from their seats put Ginny and I pinned them down. "Not with all these teachers around," I hissed.
"Besides he would probably do more damage, he can take points away and give detentions, he's head boy," Ginny said patting Harry on the shoulder.
Both Ron and Harry let out angry sighs.
"Just as soon as we graduate, I'm going to beat the piss out of him," Ron said staring Malfoy down.
"I'll join you," Harry said slightly red in the face, but nothing compared to Ron's beat red expression.
Just then Dean Thomas came over and asked me to dance; I accepted and walked out onto the floor. We were soon joined by Ginny and Colin Creevy. He had always had a slight crush on her, nothing major. It turned out that he wasn't that bad looking of a kid either; he had grown into his curly blonde hair, which was now 3-4 inches long.
After dancing quite awhile with Dean I walked outside for awhile to cool down. I was disgusted with the number of groups snogging around every corner. I quickly ditched that scene and walked back inside.
When I got back in the Great Hall it was 9:30. I was asked to dance by about 5 other boys, before I headed back to the common room. It was 12: 15. I sat down on the couch; the ball didn't get over for another hour and 45 minutes. I sat there, for about 5, and then started to wonder what I was doing sitting in a common room during a ball. I got back up and headed back down.
"Where did you head off to?" Ron asked.
"Bathroom," I simply replied, he would have to ask a million questions if I told him I went back to the common room.
"Oh," he said and then as if trying to divert his attention away from his stupid answer, he quickly asked Hannah to dance.
Harry soon returned without Ginny.
"Where's Ginny?" I asked as I watched him take his seat next to me.
"Dean, asked her to dance," he said as he took a drink out of his goblet. "Do you want to dance?" he asked me simply.
"Thought you'd never asked," I got up and walked with him to the dance floor.
"So how was your dance with Malfoy," Harry asked as we started to dance, throwing and evil glare in the direction of Malfoy.
"Dreadful!" I replied, "You couldn't pay me to do that again."
"Are you sure, I'll give you five gallons to go over and ask him to dance," he said sniggering.
"No thank you. Although I'm sure Pansy would take you up on your offer. Hell you wouldn't have to pay her." Harry started laughing incredibly hard. "That wasn't that funny," I told him giving him a strange look.
"Yeah it was," he said still laughing but not quite as hard, "What's happened to you, you aren't as uptight as you used to be," I gave him a look, "No offense intended."
I laughed at him, "When have I ever been uptight when it comes to making fun of the Slytherin's, especially Malfoy and Pansy, the concussed troll."
He started laughing again, "Well that's not what I mean, you just seem more loose, not so worried about homework, more willing to just sit and laugh."
"I don't know, this summer I just totally let go of that image. I mean I had slowly been doing it over the past years. This summer I just got to thinking, I'm going to waste the best part of my life if all I worry about is homework and such. I think I've already wasted part of it."
"Yeah," Harry said as he starred off into space.
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It was 2:15, and I had just left the Great Hall. I walked towards the common room. The dance had officially been over for 15 minutes but people were just beginning to leave. My eyes had started to droop so I figured it was time to leave, I said goodnight to Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Hannah and left.
When I got to the common room and immediately kicked off my shoes. I walked into the bathroom and washed my face. Then I took out my hair, which fell loosely over my face. When I walked out of the bathroom to go to my bed room, Malfoy was just walking in; he gave me a weird smirk. One I'd never seen on his face before. I shrugged it off and headed for my room.
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well there it is, i have no idea when the next chapter will be up, i will try to have it up in a week or less, but no promises.
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