The Perfect Dance

The next morning, Harry was exploding with excitement. He and Ron had discussed the dream during the night, but were now in the Great Hall with Hermione. Harry had explained only the part about Malfoy to Hermione. He didn't want her to know that he was dreaming about her and the things that they did. The three of them were now discussing what made Harry able to have these dreams.

"I think maybe it's just because you're mental," Ron said jokingly with a mouthful of scramble eggs.

"Don't be silly, Ron," Hermione was now about to say her explanations, "I think Harry has to be really happy before he has these dreams. That seems to be the only logical explanations. The first time he had one of these dreams was right after he found out that he was going to be spending the rest of the summer with you, Ron. And the second time he had these dreams was right after…," Hermione was about to say right after he asked Hermione to the dance and she said yes. Both Harry and Hermione started to blush, Harry more that Hermione.

"Yeah, I get it. Man, will you two just get used to the fact that everybody knows," Ron had interrupted the silence. Harry was worried that Ron was about to spill out Harry's feelings toward Hermione and Hermione was worried that he feelings for Harry might just be revealed. "Everybody knows that you two are going to the school dance tomorrow night with each other, so you two don't have to keep it a secret."

"Yeah, right…exactly," Harry tried to cover up the embarrassment.

Just then his thoughts were now averted to the Slytherin Table. Malfoy had just entered with Crabbe and Goyle. But something about Malfoy made Harry, Ron, and Hermione laugh and then turn into complete shock. Malfoy's left eye was black and blue and extremely swollen. He was also at the opposite end of the table from both Pansy and Millicent.

"You guys, look! This gives us more proof that my dreams are really telling the future," Harry said with his mouth wide open in shock. All three of them were absolutely amazed and also excited at the same time.

The next day came so fast that Harry was not ready for the big dance. He was nervous, excited, and also trying to decide on the right thing to wear.

"Dumbledore said we don't have to wear dressing gown's right, just something nice and really whatever we want?" Harry asked Ron two hours before he was scheduled to meet Hermione in the Common Room.

"Mate, you sound like a girl trying to pick out the perfect outfit to wear," Ron teased, "Just wear you're black pants and a button up shirt."

Harry pulled out his black pants and his dark blue button up shirt. He had to admit, he had never dressed up or thought much about what he was wearing before just to try and impress a girl.

Eight o'clock came and Harry and Ron headed down to the Common Room. It was packed with people meeting their dates and leaving for the Great Hall. Ron found Luna, who was wearing a light blue strapless dress, and left the Common Room. Harry stood around looking for Hermione; she was no where in sight.

"Hey, Harry," a familiar voice called from behind. Hermione was wearing a stunning halter top, knee length, black dress. It had just a hint of sparkles to it and her hair was down. Harry thought it almost looked curlier but less bushy that normal.

Harry felt his mouth drop open in awe and he was trying to find something to say. All the words were caught in his mouth, but nothing wanted to come out.

"Um…wow…you…look…really great, Hermione," He finally blurted out.

"Thanks, you look nice too. I don't think I've ever seen you dress like this before," Hermione saved the conversation and they both laughed, "Shall we head down to the dance?"

Harry and Hermione casually linked arms as best friends do and headed toward the Great Hall. As they entered Harry realized that he was reliving this dream. All of the tables were gone, the Weird Sisters were playing music, and there was a dark hue with some dimmed colored light in the room. Harry and Hermione head toward Ron and Luna who were at the punch bowl…surprise, surprise.

"Hey you two," Ron said as he took a big gulp at his punch, "How's your night going?"

But before any of them could answer Luna said, "Ron this is my favorite song! Let's dance!" She whisked Ron away to the middle of the dance floor. Harry and Hermione were laughing at how they looked together. Ron was a really bad dancer, but he didn't seem to care too much.

"Hey, Hermione…do you want to dance," Harry was surprised that that had just come out of his mouth with out him feeling nervous.

"Yeah, that sounds fun!" Hermione said with a smile.

They walked hand in hand to the dance floor. Harry was worried that he would look stupid dancing and that Hermione would be embarrassed. They danced to a somewhat fast song. Harry and Hermione seemed to be the perfect dance partners. Harry didn't even have to think about the moves that he was doing, they just sort of came to him. Hermione seemed to be having a good time.

Then, the music changed and a slow song came on. Hermione looked like she was about to turn away. She was nervous about a slow dance, so was Harry. Harry found the courage and pulled Hermione to him. He put his hand around her tiny waist and she followed and put her hands around his neck.

"This ought to be fun," Hermione said laughing.

"Yeah, really…it's something new for us," Harry smiled back, "Hey Hermione how did you figure out how the whole dream thing this morning?"

"Oh, I don't know. I just put two and two together and I got the answer."

"It's just weird how it takes something big to make be really happy. I wish I could have those dreams every night," Then as a joke, Harry said, "Quick! Make me happy!"

Hermione leaned in and gave him a kiss. It wasn't long, but it wasn't quick either. Harry was in awe again as their lips were touching. It was the best feeling in the world and to think it was exactly was his dream had looked like.

Hermione pulled away, blushing, "Happy now?"

"Yup," Harry said and then he kissed her again and lost track of how long it lasted.