AN: Hi everybody! Sorry about the wait to anyone crazy enough to actually like this story. I just now started high school, and what with Honours Bio, Geometry 1-2, and cross country, I am beyond busy! Oh well. On to my story!

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Harry's POV

I stood nervously at the foot of the stairs, waiting for Hermione. It was just minutes before the ball, and we still hadn't told anyone about being animagi.

Suddenly Hermione came slowly down the steps. Not for the first time, I realized how beautiful she was. She was wearing a rose and cream coloured gown that just showed her shoulders, with dainty heels and small, cream gloves. Her brown hair was set in elaborate curls behind her head. I smiled.

"You look gorgeous." She smiled and blushed a little.

"As do you, Harry." She took my arm and we walked downstairs, taking our seats with our friends. Soon they began to play music. The first dance was a minuet. I turned to Hermione.

"Shall we dance?"

She nodded, and we both stood. I took her hand and led her onto the dance floor. We started to dance, and I soon realized that my best friend was an amazing dancer. She didn't once try to lead, but followed me with incredible grace. We danced almost every song. The last was a very spirited one, full of lifts and turns. It wasn't difficult to lift Hermione, she was rather light. It was clear she rather enjoyed being lifted or spun around. The end of the song called for me to dip her, and I smiled as I did so. Hermione smiled back. I pulled her back up and we walked back to our table.

"Coming back to the dormitory Harry?" ron asked.

"No, I think Ill walk around for a bit. See you tomorrow." I walked out of the school onto the Hogwarts grounds. There was a thin layer of frost on everything including the grass, and my footsteps crunched das I walked. I began to walk around the lake, and became suddenly became aware of fast paced footsteps behind me. I turned and Hermione ran up. She hadn't changed, still wearing her gown.

"Hi Harry. Can I walk with you?"

"Sure." I started walking again, and she fell into step beside me.

"Thanks Harry. For taking me, I mean. I had a wonderful time." She said.

"Of course. I had fun too." I stopped walking. We were halfway around the lake, furthest from Hogwarts. "You're a great dancer."

"Me! A girls job is easy. We just have to follow the boy. But your e really good Harry."

"Only on dances like those."

"I like dances like those."

"Were going to pay for this you know. There's going to be another article. Did you hear Colin taking pictures?"

"Yes."

"I hate living like this, with my love life the highlight of magazines!"

"I'm sorry Harry." Hermione looked close to tears.

"I'm sorry." I faced Hermione. "You get as much of this as I do."

She nodded.

"Hermione, why do you put up with me?"

She smiled, blinking back her tears. "Because you're my friend, Harry, and that's worth everything I have to put up with."

I smiled back. "I knew there had to be a reason we were friends."

"Harry!" Hermione shoved my shoulder, but she was laughing.

"I'm sorry!" I said. "And just for the record, you're a great friend."

"Thanks Harry." She smiled slightly and gave me a hug. When we pulled apart I stepped back and bowed to her.

"Hermione Jane Granger, may I have this dance?" I held out my hand, inviting her to play along. She giggled and curtsied.

"Id be delighted young sir." She took my hand and I pulled her closer as we began to waltz in the moonlight.

AN: So? How is it? Should they spill their secret or not? Plus, I've got 5020 hits on this story and only 99 reviews! What's up with that? Is my story really that bad? I'm sad! But besides that, I've been wondering if I should upload more of my stories. Some have more plot than this, others are just senseless one shots. So should I upload some? Tell me!Ciao!