Chapter 3: The Fall Dance

The Return To Hogwarts Went Normally. The First Week Went By Quicker Than Anyone Could Have Imagined.

The New Defense Against The Dark Arts Teacher Was None Other Than Tonks

(Who Was Placed There To Guard Harry). Harry And Hermione Continued To Spend As Much Time Together

As Possible. They Still Hadn't Decided When They Were Going To Tell Ron About Their Relationship.

By Now He And Hermione Were Talking Again And The Three Of Them Were Once Again Getting Into A Lot Of Trouble. As It Happens, Some Very Important News Came In An October Transfiguration Lesson.

After The Bell Rang, Professor McGonagall Asked Everyone To Stay Behind Because She Had News For Them.

"To Celebrate The End Of Your Education" She Said, "Professor Dumbledore Has Decided To Hold A Fall Dance For The Seventh Year Students. You May Bring A Younger Student If You Wish, But You Have To Come. The Dance Will Be Held On October 25th At Midnight In The Great Hall. It Is A Costume Party So You Must Dress Up For The Dance, We Will Have Music, Food, And Other Things As Well." She Finished And Dismissed Them.

Harry's Mind Was Racing, He Hated School Dances, Of Course He Knew He Would Take Hermione But He Still Hated Dancing. Hermione Caught Up With Harry In The Hall, Slipped Her Hand In To His, And Whispered In His Ear "Don't Worry It'll Be Fun". She Dropped Her Hand And Rushed Off Somewhere.

Later After Charms Class Harry And Ron Sat In The Great Hall Talking During Lunch.

"I Hate These Stupid Dances!" Ron Said As He Helped Himself To Some Sandwiches.

"Well At Least We Don't Have To Wear Dress Robes This Time" Harry Said With A Grin, Remembering The Dance In Their Fourth Year.

"WEWLDATHWITE" Ron Said Through A Mouthful Of Ham.

He Swallowed And Asked "So Do You have A Date Yet?".

"As A Matter Of Fact I Do, But I Won't Tell You Who" Harry Replied.

"I'm Going To Ask Hermione" Ron Said. And Harry's Stomach Jolted.

"Uh, She Told Me She Had A Date" Harry Said In A Worried Tone.

"Oh, I See" Ron Said, Looking Confused.

After They Finished Lunch, They Headed For Double Potions With Snape.

By The Time Potions Was Finished Over 50 Points Had Been Deducted From Gryffindor.

Ron Was Calling Snape All Sorts Of Names That Made Hermione Mad.

"RON! YOU ARE A PREFECT!" She Hissed Through Clenched Teeth.

The Rest Of The Day Went Fine, Especially Their Defense Against The Dark Arts Lesson.

By The End Of The Day, The Three Collapsed Into The Squashy Armchairs Near The Fire In The Gryffindor Common Room, Exhausted. "Fred And George Weren't Kidding When They Said That Seventh Year Is Hardest!" Ron Said, Rubbing His Temples. Harry Kicked His Feet Up On The Table And Leaned Back In His Chair.

He Was Exhausted From All The Work They Had Done Today.

"I Can't Believe This, Look At All The Homework That Was Assigned Today!" Ron Said, And Then Read The List Out Loud.

"

Astronomy: 25 Page Essay On The Moons Of Saturn.

Care Of Magical Creatures: 15 Page Report On The 12 Uses Of Dragon's Blood.

Charms: 17 Page Essay On The Differences Of Locomotor And Wingardium Leviosa.

Defense Against the Dark Arts: 10 Page Essay On The Effects Of A Metamorphogus.

Divination: Read The Crystal Ball And Predict Tomorrows Happenings.

Herbology: Properly Grow A Mini- Devil's Snare.

History Of Magic: 35 Page Review Essay On The Troll Wars

Potions: 52 Page Essay On The Wolfsbane Potion. (DAMN! 52 PAGES?-Ron)

Transfiguration: Properly Transfigure A Raven Into A Hawk."

"HOW THE HELL ARE WE GOING TO DO ALL THIS IN ONE NIGHT!" Hermione Burst Out, To Ron And Harry's Amazement. Not Only Because Hermione Never Used That Kind Of Language, But Also because She Never Backed Away From Homework.

The Three Set To Work And Didn't Finish Until Four In the Morning. Luckily, It Was A Saturday.

The Three Didn't Even Have Enough Energy To Go To Bed, But Just Fell Asleep Where They Were.

Harry Fell Asleep Sitting Up, With His Head Leaning Back Over The Couch. Ron Fell Asleep In The Chair Across From Him, His Head On The Table Buried In His Arms. And Hermione Had Curled Up On The Couch, Her Head In Harry's Lap.

Harry Slept Soundly Until Noon. When He Woke He Noticed Ron Had Gone, But Hermione Was Still Asleep In His Lap. Harry Gently Lifted Her Head, Got Up And Set It Down On A Pillow. He Walked Off To The Boy's Dormitory To Shower. After His Shower He Dressed And Went Down To Breakfast. When He Reached The Great Hall, he Plopped Down Next To Ron And Began Helping Himself To Toast And Cereal.

After A While Hermione Walked In And Sat Down Next To Ron. She Didn't Speak, She Just Grabbed A piece Of Toast And Ran Off. "What's With Her?" Ron Asked. "No Idea" Harry Said, Staring After Her.

"Well I'm Going To Find Out" Ron Said, Grabbing A Piece Of Toast And Running Off After Her.

After He Had Eaten Harry Got Up And Decided To Just Take A Walk. He Wandered All Over The School, Never Sure Where He Was Going. Suddenly He Heard A Scream Coming From Directly Above Him, He Knew That Scream! "HERMIONE!" He Shouted And Took Off Up The Stairs. When He Reached The Room That He Was Sure He Had heard The Scream Was, He Turned The Handle But It Was Locked. He Pulled Out His Wand.

"Alohamora" He Muttered, And The Door Swung Open. The Sight That Met Him Would Be Imprinted In His Mind Forever. Hermione Was Screaming, As Ron Was Forcing Her Against A Wall, Tearing At Her Shirt.

He Was Grabbing Her In Places He Needn't Be Touching. He Was Trying To Slip His Hand Down Her Skirt But She Was Struggling Against Him. "RON STOP!" She Screamed, On The Verge Of Tears. Harry Couldn't Believe This, It Was Ron, His Best Friend. Harry Couldn't Take It Anymore He Walked Over To Ron, Grabbed Him Round The Collar, Swung Him Around, Drew Back His Fist And Slammed It As Hard As He Could Into Ron's Face. He Flew Backwards And Harry Was Satisfied To Hear A Loud SMACK! As Ron's Head Collided With The Stone Wall. Maybe A Little Too hard Though, It Seemed Harry Had Knocked Him Unconscious.

Harry Looked Back, Hermione Had Fallen To The Floor, And Was Lying There Crying.

Harry Sat Down Next To Her And She Wrapped Her Arms Around His Neck And Buried Her Face In His Chest.

Harry Was Rubbing Her Back When She Pulled Back And Wailed, "H-H-H-Har- Harry I-I- C-C-Can't B-B-B-Be-Believe R-R-Ron W-W-Would D-D-Do S-S-Som-Something L-L-Like –Th-That!" She Buried Her Face In His Chest Again And Sobbed Harder. Harry felt A Hate For Ron That Had Never Been There Before.

When Hermione Finished Crying Harry Helped Her To Her Feet. Looking At Her Harry Now Noticed That Her Shirt Was Torn Down The Middle And He Hair Was In A Mess. He Could See The Edges Of Her Breasts And Caught Himself Staring. He Looked Up, Hopefully Before She Would Notice. "Reparo" She Muttered And Her Shirt Repaired Itself. "OOOOHHHHH!" They Heard A Groan From Behind Them. Hermione Squealed And Jumped Behind Harry. Ron Stood Up, And Harry Saw That His Nose, Lip, And Jaw Were Bleeding Madly.

"Damn, That Hurt" He Said. Harry Walked Over To Him, Picked Him Up By The Shirt, And Slammed Him Up Against The Wall.

"MAYBE YOU SHOULD THINK OF THAT BEFORE YOU ADVANCE ON MY GIRLFRIEND!" Harry Snarled, Still Holding Him Against The Wall. "Harry, My Head" Ron Moaned.

"I DON'T GIVE A BLOODY DAMN ABOUT YOUR FUCKIN' HEAD! I'LL BUST IT OPEN IF YOU EVER TOUCH HERMIONE AGAIN!" He Roared. "All Right, All Right" Ron Whimpered. Harry Dropped Him And He Crumpled To The Ground. "Come On Hermione" Harry Said, A Little Too Sharply.

He Grabbed Her Hand And Led Her Out Of The Room.

SORRY CHAPTER 3 WILL BE FINISHED SOON!