This story is called May I have this dance? I don't know why but it just popped into my head and I had to write it down. HarryHermione Oneshot.
Disclaimer: I have no idea why these (snort) people want us to always put a disclaimer on our stories. They should already know that we don't own the characters or storyline. They all belong to some bird named J.K Rowling. Anyways I don't own them. Just for reference.
"Harry, do you remember the Yule ball we had at hogwarts in year 4?" Hermione turned around and leant her back on the kitchen counter with her arms crossed. "Mmm, why do you ask?" Harry looked up from the Evening Prophet. "Well, Eve was asking me about the first time I was attracted to you and I said it was at the Yule ball" Harry closed the paper and also folded his arms across his chest, "was it?" hermione nodded then drew herself to her full height, "I wanted you to ask me to dance with you so badly that night. It almost took over and you were lucky that I didn't drag you out and force you to dance with me" Harry pushed the chair back and stood up, then sat down on the edge of the table with his legs stretched out. " You know that I really wanted to ask you to dance with me" Hermione's facial expression changed from interested to horrified, "why in Merlin's name didn't you ask me then?" Harry hung his head slightly, "because of that damn Victor Krum. He was always in the way! That's why" hermione's face softened, "you could always make up for that dance now" Harry smiled shyly and stepped out into the middle of the kitchen. He bowed deeply; "may I have this dance, Mrs. Potter?" hermione curtsied gracefully, "you may, Mr. Potter" he took her hand and waved his wand. They were in a virtual reality of the Yule ball. Then they danced, danced until the reality faded and they realized they were in their kitchen again. "That was beautiful Harry." A few seconds later their daughter ran into the room, Harry picked her up and twirled her around, "do you want to dance with me Eve, baby?" eve nodded and Harry placed her on the floor and flicked his wand again. Then hermione watched her Husband and her beautiful daughter sway awkwardly to the music and started laughing. She laughed until the reality faded away for a second time and Harry kissed her on the cheek. "Come on, Eve. You've got to go to bed." Then all 3 of them walked up the stairs together.
THIS IS THE FIRST STORY I HAVE WRITTEN IN 3 MONTHS! Please don't send me really bad reviews. I don't think I could handle it right now.