Chapter 4: 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. 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 The Scream Had Come From, 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 In An Arch 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 Her 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 FORCE YOURSELF ON MY BEST FRIEND!" 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.

Harry And Ron's Friendship Had Dropped Out Of Existence And Harry Spent All His Free Time With Hermione.

Harry Had To Say, He Did Miss Ron, Hermione Spent All Her Time In The Library And Harry Couldn't Take It.

He Missed Talking To Ron About Quidditch, And Making Up Divination Answers Together.

Finally The Night Of The Dance Arrived, Harry Put On His New Gold Dress Robes And Advanced Down To The Common Room. He Plopped Down On The Couch To Wait For Hermione. He Waited For Over An Hour. Other People Advanced Down The Stairs. Neville Longbottom Was Going With Susan Bones, Dean Thomas Was Going With Parvati Patil, And Seamus Finnegan Was Going With Lavender Brown. Ron Was Supposedly Going With Luna Lovegood, But That Was Just A Rumor. When Hermione Finally Came Down, Harry Was Speechless.

She Was Dressed In A Deep Blue Silk Dress That Brought Out Her Perfect Eyes. She Was Wearing Half-Moon Shaped Earrings And Her Gorgeous Waist Length Hair Was Like She Had It At The Yule Ball, Up In A Very Fancy Knot Behind Her Head. She Had On Deep Red Lipstick And A Touch Of Makeup. And Her Shoes! God, The Heels Must Have Been Six Inches High! Harry Wondered How She Could Walk In Them, Let Alone Dance.

He Stood Up And Held Out His Arm. He Swallowed Hard. "A-A-A-Are-Are-Are You R-R-Ready To-To-To Go?" He Stuttered. She Interlocked Her Arm In His And Nodded. He Helped Her Out Of The Portrait Hole, And They Made Their Way Down To The Great Hall. Halfway Down The Stairs They Ran Into Ron, Who Wanted To Speak To Harry Alone.

Harry Asked Hermione To Meet Him In The Entrance Hall, And Followed Ron Into A Vacant Classroom.

Ron Shut The Door And Lit A Lamp.

"Harry, I Know There Is No Way To Begin To Apologize For What I Did, But I Am Really Sorry." He Said.

Harry Started To Say Something But Ron Continued.

"It Was Just So, So, So Tempting. I Mean She Is So Beautiful. I Was Hoping You'd Help me Talk To Her About It And We Can Be Friends Again. He Said.

Harry Thought For A Minute, Grinned, And Said "Sure, Just One More Thing I Wanna Say"

"What?" Ron Asked Excitedly. "This" Harry Said.

SMACK! He Heard The Satisfying Sound As He Hit Ron Again, Though Not As Hard As Last Time. Ron Felt His Nose, And Sure Enough It Was Bleeding. "I Deserved That" Ron Muttered, Fixing His Nose With A Wave Of His Wand. "Yeah You Did" Harry Snarled. But Then He Said In A More Gentle Tone, "But I Forgive You, And I'm Sure Hermione Will Too". They Started Down The Stairs Talking And Laughing All The Way.

They Separated In The Entrance Hall And Harry Found Hermione. "What Did He Want?" She Asked.

"To Apologize" Harry Said. "Oh" Was All She Said. They Walked Arm-In-Arm To The Great Hall.

They Dance Committee Had Gone To Great Lengths To Make The Great Hall Look Like The Grounds. Beautiful Realistic Trees Were All Over The Magically Enlarged Great Hall. Brown, Red, And Orange Leaves Were Strewn All Over The Brownish Grass That Served As The Floor. The Sky Was Bright And Sunny Without A Cloud In The Sky. Even A Warm Breeze Wafted Through The Air, Making The Perfect Dancing Atmosphere.

A Large Tree Stump-Stage Sat Where The Teachers Table Was Usually Placed. The Committee Band Was Set To Play. The Band Leader Stood Up And Spoke.

"Welcome 7th Years To Your Fall Celebration Dance. I Trust You All Came Ready To Have Fun. We Have Lots Of Assortments Of Food And Drink, And We're Going To Be Playing A Very Large Assortment Of Music Tonight Too. The First Song Is Dedicated To The Head Boy & Girl So If They Would Please Bring Their Dates And Begin The Dance". And The Band Struck Up A Slow Song As Ernie Macmillan Led His Date To The Dance Floor, And Susan Bones Led Neville. After A While The Band Leader Told The Prefects To Join In, And Hermione Led Harry Onto The Dance Floor. She Draped An Arm Around His Neck And He Draped One Around Her Waist.

She Took His Free Hand In Hers And They Began To Dance. After The Song The Two Went To The Refreshment Table. There Was Every Kind Of Food And Drink Imaginable. Hermione Got A Salad And Pumpkin Juice, While Harry Got A Piece Of Chicken And After Much Self-Debate A Glass Of Ogden's Old Firewhiskey.

They Ate And Danced Some More. In The Middle Of The Fourth Dance, Harry Leaned In To Kiss Hermione Again But Was Interrupted By A Loud Commotion From Somewhere Behind Them.

He And Hermione Spun Around In Time To See Ron Make A Flying Leap At Malfoy.

"Keep Your Filthy Hands Off My Sister!" Ron Bellowed As He Took Malfoy Down. The Two Of Them Rolled Around On The Floor, Taking Punches At Each Other, Grunting As A Few Landed. Hagrid Lumbered Up To Them And Hauled Them By Their Collars Up From The Floor. Both Ron And Malfoy Were Quite Tall, But Hagrid Had Them Dangling Inches Above The Floor.

"What's The Problem, You Two?" Hagrid Asked Firmly.

"He Had His Hands On My Sister!" Ron Yelled, Twisting And Flailing To Try To Get At Malfoy.

"She's My Date, You Bloody Moron! I'm Allowed To Dance With Her!" Malfoy Snarled, His Pale Face Pink With Exertion And Anger.

"That True, Ginny? This Idiot Here Is Your Date?" Hagrid Looked Sternly Down At Ginny, And Harry Noticed Everyone In The Hall Was Holding Their Breath. Ginny Nodded Slowly. Gasps And Whispers Filled The Room.

Even Hagrid Shook His Head In Disgust And Ginny's Jaw Went Up. He Dropped Malfoy At Ginny's Feet In A Crumpled Pile. "Don't Know Why You Want To Go Dating This Dirtbag For, Ginny, But That's Your Business. No, Ron," Hagrid Interrupted As Ron Started To Object, "She'll Come To Her Senses Soon Enough, But Until Then, It's Her Choice, Not Yours."

He Dropped Ron, Too, And Stepped In Between The Boys As They Made To Have Another Go At Each Other. "Luna, Take This Idiot Off, And Ginny, You Keep Yours Out Of His Way. Go On Now. I'll Be Watchin' Yeh."

Hagrid Loped Back Over To Dance With Madame Maxime, And The Band Leader Struck Up Another Slow Song. Ron Scowled At Malfoy, And Led Luna Back Into The Dance. Harry Slung His Arm Back Around Hermione's Waist And Resumed Dancing. They Were Lost In Their Own Little World, Harry And Hermione Were Unaware Of The Music Around Them, Or The Other People Around Them. After A While Hermione Stood On Tiptoes And Kissed Harry On The Lips. He Grasped Her Back And Returned The Kiss. She Slipped Her Arms Around His Neck And His Wound Themselves Around Her Waist. After An Eternity And A Half Hermione Pulled Away.

"Harry, I Think We Should Find Somewhere A Little More…. Private" She Breathed Into His Ear.

Harry Was Too Overwhelmed To Say Anything, So He Just Let Hermione Lead Him Out Of The Great Hall And Into A Vacant Classroom. "What's Up?" Harry Asked. "I Don't Like Everyone Watching Me When I'm Kissing You" She Said, Then She Yawned. "Tired?" Harry Asked. "Yeah, Dancing Wears Me Out" She Said

"Follow Me" He Said. He Led Her Up To The Seventh Floor.

(By The Time They Reached It Hermione Was Really Tired)

He Then Walked In Front Of Barnabus The Barnaby's Tapestry Three Times Concentrating Hard.

Suddenly A Small Door Appeared. Harry Told Hermione To Close Her Eyes And Then He Led Her In.

They Slipped Their Shoes Off And He Led Her Over To A Huge Silver Bed With White Silk Blankets And Pillows.

He Picked Her Up And She Giggled.

"Ooh, So Strong" She Said. Harry Couldn't Help But Feel Pleased With Himself.

He Lay Hermione Down And Told Her She Could Open Her Eyes. "Oh Harry, It's Beautiful" She Whispered.

She Draped The Blanket Over Herself And Snuggled Under It. "I Wish She Would Do That To Me" Harry Thought.

He Walked Around To The Other Side Of The Bed, And Slipped Under The Blankets Alongside Her.

She Opened Her Eyes Wide. "Harry!" She Said. "What?" He Said Sleepily. "You Know Perfectly Well What!"

She Said. He Grinned And Answered, "I'm Too Tired To Move" He Said. She Reluctantly Allowed Him To Wrap Himself Around Her Back, Spooning Them Together Warmly. Harry Felt A Small Pulsing In His Pants And It Grew More Frantic Every Minute. After A While Hermione Shifted The Blankets, Turned Over And Kissed Him.

"Harry Remember Last Summer, I Told You I Wasn't Ready?" She Asked. He Nodded.

"Well, I'm Ready Now" She Said Mischievously.

Harry Couldn't Believe What He Was Hearing!

Shy, Timid, Bookwormish, Little Hermione Was Telling Him She Was Ready To Have Sex?

Harry Couldn't Seem To Find His Voice, And The Pounding In His Pants Began To Hurt A Little.

Hermione Kissed Him And With Surprising Strength, Removed His Shirt. Harry Couldn't Speak, He Couldn't Think, And He Could Barely See. Hermione Removed Her Dress, To Reveal A Black Silk Bra And Matching Underwear. She Unbuttoned His Pants And Began To Slide Them Down. Harry Found Himself On Top Of Hermione Soon Enough, Kissing And Teasingly Licking Her Beautiful Naked Body. He Massaged Her Breasts With His Hands And Kissed Her Stomach, Slowly Making His Way Upwards. When He Reached Her Neck, He Sucked The Pulse Point There Making Her Moan With Pleasure And Passion. Hermione's Cheeks Were Pink And Her Lips Deep Red From Kissing Harry. Both Of Their Hair Was A Tangled Mess

(Harry's Was Always A Tangled Mess!). Harry Massaged Her Inner Thighs With His Hands And She Moaned Louder And Louder. Hermione Was Sweating Now And Breathing Hard,

"Harry…Please…Stop Teasing….Just…Oh Harry!" She Moaned Breathlessly. Harry Understood What She Wanted. He Slowly Slid Himself Into The Area Between Her Legs. God She Was Tight! And Tiny! Before She Could Cry Out In Pain Harry kissed Her Hard On The Mouth. Slowly Her Cries Turned Into Pleased Moans And Groans, As Harry Allowed Her To Get Used To Him. Harry Pulled Slightly Out Causing Her To Shudder And Gasp, Before He Thrust Back In. He Started Slowly So He Wouldn't Hurt Her And Gradually Increased The Speed Of His Thrusts. Hermione Was Moaning In Ecstasy And Harry Was Enjoying Every Heated Moment Of It.

Finally, He Climaxed, And Collapsed An Exhausted Heap On Top Of Her. Harry Pulled Out Of Her And Looked Into Her Deep Brown Eyes. "I Love You, Hermione Jane Granger" He Said. "I Love You Too Harry James Potter" She Answered. The Two Talked For A While About How Wonderful Their Experience Had Been, before Falling Into A Deep Sleep, Still Naked And Still In Each Other's Arms.