Synopsis: They're walking in to the Yule Ball.
A/N: See, this is up super soon!!! Only a little bit in between! Yay! But don't expect this all that much, I'm gonna be starting up school again, and I'll prolly have work, ick! By the by, for those of you who asked, I'm from Buffalo (that's where I am right now) and I go to college in Pittsburgh. SEVEN FEET OF SNOW! That's what we have, yippee!
Disclaimer: Same as before, the song is george's
Hermione and Draco stepped in to the Great Hall, and Draco took Hermione's arm. She looked up at him and smiled, he reciprocated with a genuine smile. As they walked over to the Headmaster, the eyes of every single student present was glued to the pair.
"Hello, Professor Dumbledore," Hermione said awkwardly.
"Ah, my Head Boy and Head Girl, you two look just marvelous! I'm actually quite a fan of Miss Austen's work." He smiled down at his students.
Looking up, he raised his voice to address the Hall, "Let's all have a round of applause for Draco and Hermione Malfoy!"
The students all began to laugh, Dumbledore recovered, "Of course, I meant Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger, I don't think they look quite enough alike to be brother and sister, eh?"
Near the front, Ron leaned over to Harry, "I don't think people had brother and sister in mind," he said chuckling.
Hermione and Draco were doing their best not to look horribly embarrassed as the students applauded them.
After the clapping died down, Dumbledore said, "Well, let's get this party started!" And he cued the band, which began playing loudly. The couples began to filter on to the dance floor, and Dumbledore turned to Draco and Hermione.
"Thank you both for coming together, I truly appreciate it."
"No problem, sir," Draco said.
"Well, you two have a good time, then, Professor Trelawney has told me that the Fates are making us share the first dance," he said with a laugh, and walked away.
Hermione turned to Draco, "OK, well, I guess I'll see you later, then, have a good time."
"Well, if you don't mind, I think I might stick around for a bit more"
Hermione looked taken aback, "Really?"
"Well, unless you don't WANT me to," he trailed off.
"Oh, no, you're more than welcome, let's go over to the table."
The pair walked over to the table where Harry was. Hermione saw Harry and Ginny chatting happily, Ginny was in a long white gown, and she had magically dyed her hair blonde, Harry was in slightly grubby brown pants, a white shirt, and a vest.
"Who are you guys?" Hermione asked.
"Buttercup and Wesley from The Princess Bride!" Ginny exclaimed.
Harry looked up at Draco and Hermione, "And if this outfit wasn't bad enough, the name Wesley is JUST horrible!"
"At least you're not wearing tight pants," Draco grumbled. "And I don't even know what my name is!"
Hermione laughed, "Fitzwilliam Darcy."
"Oh, that's just suuuuuper."
"Wow, Mione," Ginny said, "That dress looks just gorgeous on you!"
"Yeah, it really does," agreed Harry. "Hey, Ron! Over here!"
Hermione turned and laughed as she saw Ron walk over with none other than Lily Malfoy. Ron had on an orange and green check suit, and his hair was a silvery-blond, Lily had on a simple red dress, but her hair was very long, very straight, and very black.
Hermione gasped as she realizes who they were.
"Oh my God! You're Matilda and Mister Wormwood, that's GREAT!"
"Yeah," Draco interjected, "Right after he dyes his hair!"
Ron loked at Draco, "You mean, you've actually read this book?"
Hermione smirked at Draco, and looked at him, anticipating his answer. Luckily for him, Ginny jumped in and asked Harry to dance, and Lily dragged Ron out on to the floor. Harry and Ginny stood up, and Ginny turned to Hermione.
"Hey, Mione, watch out for that enchan-"
"That yellow punch, it's really bad," Harry cut in. Ginny shot him a confused look, and Harry pulled her out on the floor. "Catch you two later!"
Hermione and Draco sat at the table, discussing their trip to Venice while the others danced. After about a half hour, they all sat down for dinner.
"Hey," Ron said with his mouth half-full, "Who's that girl over there?"
They turned and looked in the direction which Ron was pointing. There was a very pretty girl with curly black hair with fuchsia dress robes sitting at a table with Dean, Seamus, Neville, Parvati, and Lavender, looking very forlorn.
"I don't know," Hermione said.
"Oh," Draco said, looking up from his food, "It's probably that new Gryffindor, Maya.... Jackman. She's a 7th year transfer from Australia. Her parents are Muggles, but they're on the board for the Association of International Muggle and Magic Cooperation."
"How do you know all this?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, it was in a memo from Dumbledore that I, uh... didn't give to you," he smiled guiltily.
"Ronnie, why don't you dance with her?" Ginny asked.
"Don't call me Ronnie," Ron exclaimed, blushing.
"Oh, you should, Ron, that'd be quite nice. It does look as though she's been stuck with poor Neville," Hermione said.
Ron just shrugged, and resumed eating. After fifteen more minutes, everyone was done with their food, and Dumbledore stood up, everyone quieted down.
"Now, in honor and recognition of all of their hard work, I'd like to call our Head Girl, Hermione Granger, and our Head Boy, Draco Malfoy, to the dance floor to begin the rest of the evening for us!"
The school began to clap as Hermione and Draco exchanged a shocked look.
"Well, go on!" Ginny said, and gave them a little shove.
Draco took Hermione's arm and walked her to the dance floor.
"Did he tell you he was doing this?" she whispered to him.
"No! You?"
"No. But you're a good dancer, right?"
"I'm a Malfoy, of course."
Hermione giggled slightly as she turned to Draco, but stopped when she looked at him. He slipped his arm around her waist, and took her hand in his. She tensed up for a moment, feeling quite awkward.
"They're all watching us!" she hissed.
"Calm down," he said as the music began.
~Something in the way she move~
~Attracts me like no other lover~
Hermione was still so stiff that she could barely move.
"Stop looking at them," Draco whispered to her.
Hermione shut her eyes, and almost instantly relaxed.
~Something in the way she moves me.~
~Don't want to leave her now.~
~You know I believe and how.~
Draco smiled as he felt Hermione loosen up. Instinctively, he pulled Hermione closer to him. 'Strawberries,' he thought.
~Somewhere in her smile she knows~
~That I don't need no other lover.~
~Something in her style that shows me.~
Hermione slowly fell into the rhythm of the music, and completely forgot that they were surrounded by over a hundred people. She took her hand out of his, and wrapped her arms around his neck. 'That cologne...'
~I don't want to leave her now,~
~You know I believe and how.~
Hermione rested her head on Draco's shoulder, and followed his lead. She felt his cheek against her forehead.
'He's so cold.'
'She's so warm.'
~You're asking me will my love grow,~
~I don't know, I don't know.~
~You stick around now it may show,~
~I don't know, I don't know.~
~Something in the way she knows~
~And all I have to do is think of her,~
~Something in the things she shows me.~
~I don't want to leave her now, ~
~You know I believe and how.~
The song drew to an end, and Hermione suddenly realized with a start where she was, and pulled away from Draco. The students and teacher began applauding.
Up at the Head Table, Professor Sprout leaned over to Hagrid.
"Told you so! Pay up, ten Galleons!"
Hermione and Draco smiled at the people in the hall, their cheeks slightly pink. He took her arm, and they walked back over to the table.
"So, Ron," Hermione began, "Why don't you go ask that girl to dance?"
"I think I will."
Harry and Ginny got up to dance, and Draco and Hermione were left sitting with Lily.
"You two looked vewy pwetty dancing togethew!"
"Thanks Lils," Draco said.
"You should dance togethew mowe often, I think."
"Well, uh, maybe Lils," Draco answered uneasily.
They were saved by Narcissa, who came to collect Lily, as it was getting late.
"Hello, dears. You two looked just lovely out there dancing!"
Draco blushed slightly, "Thanks, mum."
"You know, that's my and Sirius' song... Well, anyway, I'm taking Lily back. I don't want to disturb Ronm with his pretty new friend, but please tell him we said thank you. Good night dear, good night Hermione."
Ron walked up the the girl at her table. She was sitting alone, looking around the room interestedly, and seemed very shocked when Ron approached her.
"Er, hello, I'm Ron Weasley, are you new?"
"Yes, hello, I'm Maya Jackman, I just arrived this arvo from Australia." (ST)
"Well, I was just wondering if..."
"Listen, I don't' want to assume anything or be rude, but I'm Muggle-born, and I know some of the students here don't think I should be at Hogwarts, so if this changes your desire to speak to me, I won't be offended."
Ron looked confused, "Well, of course not. My dad IS Arthur Weasley, Muggle lover..."
"Oh, I should have known! He's such a nice man! He said his son and daughter went here! So this mean's you're in Gryffindor, too, that's great. I met him yesterday when my parents stopped at the Ministry."
"Oh, I see."
"Ummm, do you wear clothes like that often?"
Ron blushed, remembering his blond hair and orange and green suit, "Er, no, I'm from this book that I don't remember the name of. You see, my date is a five year old, long story, but I'm her mean father, and I dyed my hair, or something," he mumbled.
"Oh! You're Mister Wormwood from Matilda. That's great!" she exclaimed.
"Well, I usually have red hair, like my dad, and I don't dress THIS poorly," he laughed.
"Well, I think that suit is perfectly stylish!" she said with a laugh.
He smiled back at her, "Well, d'you think, maybe, you'd, you know, want to dance?" Ron asked bashfully.
She smiled dazzlingly up at him, "I'd love to. But I must warn you that I'm not much of a dancer!"
Ron laughed, "That's not a problem, neither am I!"
He took her arm and led her to the dance floor.
"Well," Draco said from across the room, "I see Weasley's made a friend!"
"Yes, it seems RON has made a friend," Hermione replied.
"Gee, and I always thought he'd get with Lavender." (a/n: hahaha that was a little joke)
"Well, now she's open for you to swoop in, Draco!" Hermione said smugly.
"Ahem, I think I'll pass, I don't think Brown is my type. To, uh, Gryffindor."
"Well," Hermione said with a smirk, "We Gryffindors don't go for you Slytherins either!"
"Oh, come on, Hermione, I've seen you eyeing Crabbe. 'Vinny and Mione.' Has a cute ring to it, don't you think?"
Hermione giggled and whacked him on the arm, "Shhh, I don't want the word getting out! I'm testing a Love Potion after break."
"Oh, really? Which Love Potion would that be?"
"Number Nine." Hermione laughed at her own joke.
"Huh?"
"Nevermind, it's a Muggle thing."
"It's a Muggle thing," he mimicked. "Whatever, do you want to go get some punch, I'm really thirsty"
"Well, only because you didn't step on my toes when we danced," she smiled as she got up.
"Of course I didn't, I am a superb dancer!"
"Oh, Draco, you're a regular Fred Astaire."
"Muggle thing?"
"Yeah. Now, did Harry say not to drink the yellow punch or the blue punch?"
"Yellow."
Draco took a sip of the blue and made a face. "Ugh, this is horrible! You know, some one should speak to the house elves about this."
"Well," Hermione said, bristling., "You'd probably made second-rate punch if YOU were a slave!"
"Oh, you're not going to start THIS again, are you?"
"I'm sorry if I find it hard to believe that people can condone this merciless slave labor!"
"Hermione, you didn't grow up with house elves," he said as they walked around, "They LIKE it!"
Hermione was confused as she suddenly saw a few students looking over at them and giggling. "Draco, quiet down, they can hear us."
"Well, I'm just saying that since you were Muggle born."
"Can we NOT turn this into a Muggle born/Pure Bl-whoa!" Hermione exclaimed.
Inexplicably, Hermione found her self thrust at Draco, and then...
'Oh my God! He's kissing me! Wow.'
'Oh my God! She's kissing me! Wow.'
In an instant, Hermione felt her mouth being covered by Draco's in a kiss. Her mind drew a complete blank, as she felt the eyes of the people in the Hall lock on her and Draco for the second time that night.
When they finally broke away, she looked at Draco, breathless.
"Wh- why did you KISS me?" she demanded.
"Why did I kiss YOU? You kissed me!"
Hermione suddenly became aware of a movement out of the corner of her eyes. She turned and saw Harry, Ron, and Ginny almmost doubled over laughing, pointing at the ceiling. She looked up.
"Mistletoe! Enchanted mistletoe, THAT'S what Ginny was trying to say! Oh, God, I'm really sorry, Draco."
"Uh., no need. But, how about we go sit down?"
"Agreed," Hermione said, her cheeks blazingly red.
They sat down, and Harry and Ron came over with their girls, wiping tears from their eyes.
"Woooo!! Heh, sorry guys, but THAT, hahaha, was GREAT!" Harry said, laughing.
Hermione was about to give Harry a piece of her mind, but Draco grabbed her arm, and spoke first.
"Yeah, I'll give it to you, Potter, that was a pretty good one! Wasn't it, Mione?" He turned to Hermione and laughed, raising his eyebrows at her.
"Oh, uh, yeah. Fuuuunny!"
"Oh!" Ron spoke up, "Everyone, this is Maya Jackman. Maya this is Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, yes THE Harry Potter, and my sister, Ginny Weasley."
"Hi," they all said.
"Hello, pleased to meet you!"
"Oh, Hermione's Muggle born, too."
"That's a relief, I didn't want to be the only one!"
"OK, well, Gin and I are going to go dance, the last dance is next, you lot coming?"
Ron took Maya's hand, "Of course! Mione, Draco?"
She looked at Draco and shrugged apathetically, he shrugged back, "I guess not," she said, with the smallest tinge of disappointment in her voice.
"OK, well, see you later!"
Draco turned to her as soon as Harry'd gone, "We have to plan our revenge!"
Hermione and Draco sat conspiratorily chatting during the final song. During the middle, she glanced up, and happened to catch Harry's eye. He gave her a smile and a wink, and she smiled back, and turned to Draco.
She wasn't really listening to him, though, her thoughts were on a track of their own. 'Those two look so good together, I don't know why I thought that Harry and I would work out, we're like Luke and Leia from Star Wars or something! I wonder who I'll ever be right for, Lord knows it's probably staring me right in the face, and I don't even know it!'
"Hermione? Are you even listening to me?"
"Oh! Oh, sorry, Draco."
"Jeez, I'm right in your face, and you don't even know it!"
'Oh, Lord!'
"Are you daydreaming about Vinny again?"
"Oh, of course! Oh, the Ball's ending, we should probably go say goodnight to Professor Dumbledore."
The two bid goodnight to their teachers and friends, and walked back to their room, both practically exhausted.
They got inside, and both went to their rooms and changed into their night clothes. Hermione and Draco came out of their doors at the same time, and walked to the bathroom. They groggily began brushing their teeth.
"Sho, I think that wash pretty shuceshful." Draco said with his toothbrush in his mouth.
"Yeah, it went well." Hermione agreed.
The two finished washing up, and they walked out of the bathroom, to their own rooms.
"Goodnight, Hermione."
"Goodnight, Draco."
Hermione opened her door, and stepped in.
"Mione?"
She stuck her head back out, "Yeah?"
"You really looked nice tonight, sorry about that whole mistletoe thing."
She smiled, "You looked good, too, and no need to be, we'll get him back when he least expects it. Night, Draco." She quietly closed her door, and went to bed.
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A/N: See, this is up super soon!!! Only a little bit in between! Yay! But don't expect this all that much, I'm gonna be starting up school again, and I'll prolly have work, ick! By the by, for those of you who asked, I'm from Buffalo (that's where I am right now) and I go to college in Pittsburgh. SEVEN FEET OF SNOW! That's what we have, yippee!
Disclaimer: Same as before, the song is george's
Hermione and Draco stepped in to the Great Hall, and Draco took Hermione's arm. She looked up at him and smiled, he reciprocated with a genuine smile. As they walked over to the Headmaster, the eyes of every single student present was glued to the pair.
"Hello, Professor Dumbledore," Hermione said awkwardly.
"Ah, my Head Boy and Head Girl, you two look just marvelous! I'm actually quite a fan of Miss Austen's work." He smiled down at his students.
Looking up, he raised his voice to address the Hall, "Let's all have a round of applause for Draco and Hermione Malfoy!"
The students all began to laugh, Dumbledore recovered, "Of course, I meant Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger, I don't think they look quite enough alike to be brother and sister, eh?"
Near the front, Ron leaned over to Harry, "I don't think people had brother and sister in mind," he said chuckling.
Hermione and Draco were doing their best not to look horribly embarrassed as the students applauded them.
After the clapping died down, Dumbledore said, "Well, let's get this party started!" And he cued the band, which began playing loudly. The couples began to filter on to the dance floor, and Dumbledore turned to Draco and Hermione.
"Thank you both for coming together, I truly appreciate it."
"No problem, sir," Draco said.
"Well, you two have a good time, then, Professor Trelawney has told me that the Fates are making us share the first dance," he said with a laugh, and walked away.
Hermione turned to Draco, "OK, well, I guess I'll see you later, then, have a good time."
"Well, if you don't mind, I think I might stick around for a bit more"
Hermione looked taken aback, "Really?"
"Well, unless you don't WANT me to," he trailed off.
"Oh, no, you're more than welcome, let's go over to the table."
The pair walked over to the table where Harry was. Hermione saw Harry and Ginny chatting happily, Ginny was in a long white gown, and she had magically dyed her hair blonde, Harry was in slightly grubby brown pants, a white shirt, and a vest.
"Who are you guys?" Hermione asked.
"Buttercup and Wesley from The Princess Bride!" Ginny exclaimed.
Harry looked up at Draco and Hermione, "And if this outfit wasn't bad enough, the name Wesley is JUST horrible!"
"At least you're not wearing tight pants," Draco grumbled. "And I don't even know what my name is!"
Hermione laughed, "Fitzwilliam Darcy."
"Oh, that's just suuuuuper."
"Wow, Mione," Ginny said, "That dress looks just gorgeous on you!"
"Yeah, it really does," agreed Harry. "Hey, Ron! Over here!"
Hermione turned and laughed as she saw Ron walk over with none other than Lily Malfoy. Ron had on an orange and green check suit, and his hair was a silvery-blond, Lily had on a simple red dress, but her hair was very long, very straight, and very black.
Hermione gasped as she realizes who they were.
"Oh my God! You're Matilda and Mister Wormwood, that's GREAT!"
"Yeah," Draco interjected, "Right after he dyes his hair!"
Ron loked at Draco, "You mean, you've actually read this book?"
Hermione smirked at Draco, and looked at him, anticipating his answer. Luckily for him, Ginny jumped in and asked Harry to dance, and Lily dragged Ron out on to the floor. Harry and Ginny stood up, and Ginny turned to Hermione.
"Hey, Mione, watch out for that enchan-"
"That yellow punch, it's really bad," Harry cut in. Ginny shot him a confused look, and Harry pulled her out on the floor. "Catch you two later!"
Hermione and Draco sat at the table, discussing their trip to Venice while the others danced. After about a half hour, they all sat down for dinner.
"Hey," Ron said with his mouth half-full, "Who's that girl over there?"
They turned and looked in the direction which Ron was pointing. There was a very pretty girl with curly black hair with fuchsia dress robes sitting at a table with Dean, Seamus, Neville, Parvati, and Lavender, looking very forlorn.
"I don't know," Hermione said.
"Oh," Draco said, looking up from his food, "It's probably that new Gryffindor, Maya.... Jackman. She's a 7th year transfer from Australia. Her parents are Muggles, but they're on the board for the Association of International Muggle and Magic Cooperation."
"How do you know all this?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, it was in a memo from Dumbledore that I, uh... didn't give to you," he smiled guiltily.
"Ronnie, why don't you dance with her?" Ginny asked.
"Don't call me Ronnie," Ron exclaimed, blushing.
"Oh, you should, Ron, that'd be quite nice. It does look as though she's been stuck with poor Neville," Hermione said.
Ron just shrugged, and resumed eating. After fifteen more minutes, everyone was done with their food, and Dumbledore stood up, everyone quieted down.
"Now, in honor and recognition of all of their hard work, I'd like to call our Head Girl, Hermione Granger, and our Head Boy, Draco Malfoy, to the dance floor to begin the rest of the evening for us!"
The school began to clap as Hermione and Draco exchanged a shocked look.
"Well, go on!" Ginny said, and gave them a little shove.
Draco took Hermione's arm and walked her to the dance floor.
"Did he tell you he was doing this?" she whispered to him.
"No! You?"
"No. But you're a good dancer, right?"
"I'm a Malfoy, of course."
Hermione giggled slightly as she turned to Draco, but stopped when she looked at him. He slipped his arm around her waist, and took her hand in his. She tensed up for a moment, feeling quite awkward.
"They're all watching us!" she hissed.
"Calm down," he said as the music began.
~Something in the way she move~
~Attracts me like no other lover~
Hermione was still so stiff that she could barely move.
"Stop looking at them," Draco whispered to her.
Hermione shut her eyes, and almost instantly relaxed.
~Something in the way she moves me.~
~Don't want to leave her now.~
~You know I believe and how.~
Draco smiled as he felt Hermione loosen up. Instinctively, he pulled Hermione closer to him. 'Strawberries,' he thought.
~Somewhere in her smile she knows~
~That I don't need no other lover.~
~Something in her style that shows me.~
Hermione slowly fell into the rhythm of the music, and completely forgot that they were surrounded by over a hundred people. She took her hand out of his, and wrapped her arms around his neck. 'That cologne...'
~I don't want to leave her now,~
~You know I believe and how.~
Hermione rested her head on Draco's shoulder, and followed his lead. She felt his cheek against her forehead.
'He's so cold.'
'She's so warm.'
~You're asking me will my love grow,~
~I don't know, I don't know.~
~You stick around now it may show,~
~I don't know, I don't know.~
~Something in the way she knows~
~And all I have to do is think of her,~
~Something in the things she shows me.~
~I don't want to leave her now, ~
~You know I believe and how.~
The song drew to an end, and Hermione suddenly realized with a start where she was, and pulled away from Draco. The students and teacher began applauding.
Up at the Head Table, Professor Sprout leaned over to Hagrid.
"Told you so! Pay up, ten Galleons!"
Hermione and Draco smiled at the people in the hall, their cheeks slightly pink. He took her arm, and they walked back over to the table.
"So, Ron," Hermione began, "Why don't you go ask that girl to dance?"
"I think I will."
Harry and Ginny got up to dance, and Draco and Hermione were left sitting with Lily.
"You two looked vewy pwetty dancing togethew!"
"Thanks Lils," Draco said.
"You should dance togethew mowe often, I think."
"Well, uh, maybe Lils," Draco answered uneasily.
They were saved by Narcissa, who came to collect Lily, as it was getting late.
"Hello, dears. You two looked just lovely out there dancing!"
Draco blushed slightly, "Thanks, mum."
"You know, that's my and Sirius' song... Well, anyway, I'm taking Lily back. I don't want to disturb Ronm with his pretty new friend, but please tell him we said thank you. Good night dear, good night Hermione."
Ron walked up the the girl at her table. She was sitting alone, looking around the room interestedly, and seemed very shocked when Ron approached her.
"Er, hello, I'm Ron Weasley, are you new?"
"Yes, hello, I'm Maya Jackman, I just arrived this arvo from Australia." (ST)
"Well, I was just wondering if..."
"Listen, I don't' want to assume anything or be rude, but I'm Muggle-born, and I know some of the students here don't think I should be at Hogwarts, so if this changes your desire to speak to me, I won't be offended."
Ron looked confused, "Well, of course not. My dad IS Arthur Weasley, Muggle lover..."
"Oh, I should have known! He's such a nice man! He said his son and daughter went here! So this mean's you're in Gryffindor, too, that's great. I met him yesterday when my parents stopped at the Ministry."
"Oh, I see."
"Ummm, do you wear clothes like that often?"
Ron blushed, remembering his blond hair and orange and green suit, "Er, no, I'm from this book that I don't remember the name of. You see, my date is a five year old, long story, but I'm her mean father, and I dyed my hair, or something," he mumbled.
"Oh! You're Mister Wormwood from Matilda. That's great!" she exclaimed.
"Well, I usually have red hair, like my dad, and I don't dress THIS poorly," he laughed.
"Well, I think that suit is perfectly stylish!" she said with a laugh.
He smiled back at her, "Well, d'you think, maybe, you'd, you know, want to dance?" Ron asked bashfully.
She smiled dazzlingly up at him, "I'd love to. But I must warn you that I'm not much of a dancer!"
Ron laughed, "That's not a problem, neither am I!"
He took her arm and led her to the dance floor.
"Well," Draco said from across the room, "I see Weasley's made a friend!"
"Yes, it seems RON has made a friend," Hermione replied.
"Gee, and I always thought he'd get with Lavender." (a/n: hahaha that was a little joke)
"Well, now she's open for you to swoop in, Draco!" Hermione said smugly.
"Ahem, I think I'll pass, I don't think Brown is my type. To, uh, Gryffindor."
"Well," Hermione said with a smirk, "We Gryffindors don't go for you Slytherins either!"
"Oh, come on, Hermione, I've seen you eyeing Crabbe. 'Vinny and Mione.' Has a cute ring to it, don't you think?"
Hermione giggled and whacked him on the arm, "Shhh, I don't want the word getting out! I'm testing a Love Potion after break."
"Oh, really? Which Love Potion would that be?"
"Number Nine." Hermione laughed at her own joke.
"Huh?"
"Nevermind, it's a Muggle thing."
"It's a Muggle thing," he mimicked. "Whatever, do you want to go get some punch, I'm really thirsty"
"Well, only because you didn't step on my toes when we danced," she smiled as she got up.
"Of course I didn't, I am a superb dancer!"
"Oh, Draco, you're a regular Fred Astaire."
"Muggle thing?"
"Yeah. Now, did Harry say not to drink the yellow punch or the blue punch?"
"Yellow."
Draco took a sip of the blue and made a face. "Ugh, this is horrible! You know, some one should speak to the house elves about this."
"Well," Hermione said, bristling., "You'd probably made second-rate punch if YOU were a slave!"
"Oh, you're not going to start THIS again, are you?"
"I'm sorry if I find it hard to believe that people can condone this merciless slave labor!"
"Hermione, you didn't grow up with house elves," he said as they walked around, "They LIKE it!"
Hermione was confused as she suddenly saw a few students looking over at them and giggling. "Draco, quiet down, they can hear us."
"Well, I'm just saying that since you were Muggle born."
"Can we NOT turn this into a Muggle born/Pure Bl-whoa!" Hermione exclaimed.
Inexplicably, Hermione found her self thrust at Draco, and then...
'Oh my God! He's kissing me! Wow.'
'Oh my God! She's kissing me! Wow.'
In an instant, Hermione felt her mouth being covered by Draco's in a kiss. Her mind drew a complete blank, as she felt the eyes of the people in the Hall lock on her and Draco for the second time that night.
When they finally broke away, she looked at Draco, breathless.
"Wh- why did you KISS me?" she demanded.
"Why did I kiss YOU? You kissed me!"
Hermione suddenly became aware of a movement out of the corner of her eyes. She turned and saw Harry, Ron, and Ginny almmost doubled over laughing, pointing at the ceiling. She looked up.
"Mistletoe! Enchanted mistletoe, THAT'S what Ginny was trying to say! Oh, God, I'm really sorry, Draco."
"Uh., no need. But, how about we go sit down?"
"Agreed," Hermione said, her cheeks blazingly red.
They sat down, and Harry and Ron came over with their girls, wiping tears from their eyes.
"Woooo!! Heh, sorry guys, but THAT, hahaha, was GREAT!" Harry said, laughing.
Hermione was about to give Harry a piece of her mind, but Draco grabbed her arm, and spoke first.
"Yeah, I'll give it to you, Potter, that was a pretty good one! Wasn't it, Mione?" He turned to Hermione and laughed, raising his eyebrows at her.
"Oh, uh, yeah. Fuuuunny!"
"Oh!" Ron spoke up, "Everyone, this is Maya Jackman. Maya this is Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, yes THE Harry Potter, and my sister, Ginny Weasley."
"Hi," they all said.
"Hello, pleased to meet you!"
"Oh, Hermione's Muggle born, too."
"That's a relief, I didn't want to be the only one!"
"OK, well, Gin and I are going to go dance, the last dance is next, you lot coming?"
Ron took Maya's hand, "Of course! Mione, Draco?"
She looked at Draco and shrugged apathetically, he shrugged back, "I guess not," she said, with the smallest tinge of disappointment in her voice.
"OK, well, see you later!"
Draco turned to her as soon as Harry'd gone, "We have to plan our revenge!"
Hermione and Draco sat conspiratorily chatting during the final song. During the middle, she glanced up, and happened to catch Harry's eye. He gave her a smile and a wink, and she smiled back, and turned to Draco.
She wasn't really listening to him, though, her thoughts were on a track of their own. 'Those two look so good together, I don't know why I thought that Harry and I would work out, we're like Luke and Leia from Star Wars or something! I wonder who I'll ever be right for, Lord knows it's probably staring me right in the face, and I don't even know it!'
"Hermione? Are you even listening to me?"
"Oh! Oh, sorry, Draco."
"Jeez, I'm right in your face, and you don't even know it!"
'Oh, Lord!'
"Are you daydreaming about Vinny again?"
"Oh, of course! Oh, the Ball's ending, we should probably go say goodnight to Professor Dumbledore."
The two bid goodnight to their teachers and friends, and walked back to their room, both practically exhausted.
They got inside, and both went to their rooms and changed into their night clothes. Hermione and Draco came out of their doors at the same time, and walked to the bathroom. They groggily began brushing their teeth.
"Sho, I think that wash pretty shuceshful." Draco said with his toothbrush in his mouth.
"Yeah, it went well." Hermione agreed.
The two finished washing up, and they walked out of the bathroom, to their own rooms.
"Goodnight, Hermione."
"Goodnight, Draco."
Hermione opened her door, and stepped in.
"Mione?"
She stuck her head back out, "Yeah?"
"You really looked nice tonight, sorry about that whole mistletoe thing."
She smiled, "You looked good, too, and no need to be, we'll get him back when he least expects it. Night, Draco." She quietly closed her door, and went to bed.
A/N: OHHHHH, LOOK, NOT A CLIFFHANGER ~COUGH COUGH COUGH~. Happy? ~smiles sweetly~ PLEASE R/R I really read every single one, and even discuss the fun reviews with my friends! (That's right, I have no life) But, I really appreciate it, and it takes me a long time to list all of you, but I do b/c you guys are the GREATEST!!!!! aaaaanyhoo, here goes the thanks:
~m.i.s.u.n.d.a.s.t.o.o.d., sana, Xaviera Xylira, Lena, Hermie13, Holly, o00o °(_)° o00o, Kacella, Princess of Darkness, claire, Epequa, Draco's Queen, Ally McLean, Avalon, Arwen, Lilium, ~*Lily of the Valley*~, Ryoko, tess, jordan, *kittykat*, RubyMoon, tggg, Mariella, NightSpirit, Yoshi, Darkangel009988, hemlock, Daya, mysticalcancer, Lyra, carrie, delphi, Lindsey, rotc girl, j.j alan~ thanks for spreading the word!!, Camille- LOL, that was too funny, I'm glad you're, um, in to my story! Happy New Years to you, too!, Lady Knight- awww, that was so ncie of you to say!! Thanks for sticking with me!, SoleilPetal- Persona Non Grata, go read it, it's SOOOO good!!, kstar74- You've read this THREE times?? Wow, I feel so honored!!! Jenna- Um, I was a bit confused by the ass/arse thing... I don't know if this is what you're asking, but arse is ass in England, and I try to use as much British slang as I humanly can. I'd try to make the entire thing accurately English, but it'd be a big hassle if I had to remember to spell 'color' 'colour' or American words that end in -zing as -sing. I hope that answered your Q, but if it didn't, ask again, and thank you for your glorious review!, gregory- snog=kiss, akiri pie-chan- I hope you enjoy P&P! And if you do, keep your eyes peeled, because Squin and I are coming out with a HP/P&P crossover soon! Kearie- Still alive and well!!
AAAAAAAAND of course, to. Squinny squin squin, who knows deep down that Farenheit is better, and that meters are the dumbest unit of measurement EVER!!
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