Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize. The two songs, My Only Wish and Pretty Boy belong to Britney Spears and M2M respectively. I own nothing except the plot.
A/N: Enjoy this one-shot! M2M's Pretty Boy inspired it. Hope you all liked it.
I lie awake at night
See things in black and white
I've only got you inside my mind
You know you have made me blind
She lay on her bed as streams of moonlight seeped through her scarlet curtains. She caught a slight glimpse of the moon. It was a full round moon. A beautiful one, nevertheless. She stirred in her satin sheets and got up from her bed. She walked over to the window and pulled the curtains slightly apart. She stepped out into the balcony and shivered as the night breeze tousled her already messy hair from all that tossing and turning in her bed and left a tingling sensation on her bare skin.
She couldn't get to sleep. Not when he was on her mind the moment her head touched the pillow. That was approximately one hour already. Her feelings for him were unrequited, or so she thought. Sure, since they were both working in the same department, the Aurors section, they had to work side by side and had come up with a truce. So far, they had managed to pass by that one year without killing each other, which was a feat indeed.
However, something that wasn't meant to happen had happen. She developed feelings for him. That wasn't supposed to happen. The two of them were supposed to work well together and…and…well, just be friends. No special feelings for each other or whatsoever. Of course, keeping her fragile heart protected, she never did tell him about how she felt about him.
I lie awake and pray
That you will look my way
I have all this longing
In my heart
I knew it right from the start
Suddenly, she was reminded of a Muggle song called Pretty boy sung by M2M. It was such a sad song that it never fails to bring tears to her eyes. Singing softly nobody else except her, the wind and the moon, the wind died down slowly as though her singing had soothed the wild wind.
Oh my pretty pretty boy I love you
Like I never ever loved no one before you
Pretty pretty boy of mine
Just tell me you love me too
She looked up to the moon with tears glistening in her eyes.
"Tell me…why did I have to fall for him?" she whispered.
She
could remember the first time they had talked. Civilly. It was tough.
They had absolutely nothing in common. She was different from him in
terms of blood and interests. However, the two of them were changed
by the War unknowingly. The sentence that had practically changed
their lives was 'I really hate Voldemort.' From then on, they
became buddies. They blossomed from buddies to really close friends
but of course with the disapproval of her two best friends.
Oh
my pretty pretty boy I need you
Oh my pretty pretty boy I do
Let me inside
Make me stay
Right beside you
She knew of his frivolous manner with females. He can't have a girlfriend for more than two weeks.
"I'll get bored of them after a while." He laughed as always when she asked how he could dump them after one week or more.
She knew that if they were together, she would be dumped in a matter of one week or two. However, that didn't keep her from hoping, wishing and praying that the two of them would be together.
"Fat chance." Ginny would always say. Ginny was the only one who knew of her infatuation with him. Not that she didn't have any friends to tell, she was afraid that they would hex him off the planet or worst, kill him.
One tear slipped down silently and another followed. It was tough being close friends with someone whom you fell for. She was torn.
She could choose to love someone else; she had captured
so many guys' hearts. One would think that she was a lucky girl to
have so many guys after her. However, that wasn't what she wanted.
She only wanted to capture his heart. It proved to be harder than it
seems.
I
used to write your name
And put it in a frame
And sometimes I think I hear you call
Right from my bedroom wall
Suddenly,
she heard a 'Pop' sound coming from her room. Her hands wandered
along the parapet of the balcony searching for her wand. Evidently,
she had left it in her room. Cursing silently, she narrowed her eyes
as the wind picked up speed and blew the curtains around. She
fidgeted with the hem of her white silky nightgown that ended
mid-thigh.
She pushed the curtains apart and there stood him. She gasped.
"What- "
"I couldn't get to sleep." she answered simply. He just stood there staring at her wide-eyed and jaw-dropped.
"Well…what are you here for?" she prompted.
"I err… well, I was… err…" he stuttered.
"Yea?" she asked again. She was elated at his shocked expression. Obviously he didn't think that she would wear a nightgown and a short one that is.
"I was here because I had trouble figuring this out." He seemed to have gained his speech ability back and thrust a parchment into her hands.
"Oh, this." She said as though it was nothing much.
She lit up the lamp by her desk and wore her reading spectacles. She explained everything to him as he towered over her. He grunted a reply but she thought he sounded distant. Then, she knew he wasn't really paying attention to what she said. She looked up and saw him staring at her again; causing her to blush.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked. "You're beautiful. Did you know that?" he blurted out.
"Why, thank you. I…my friends didn't tell me that." Her face turned redder.
"You're really beautiful." He said softly and pulled her up.
"I…" she was really at a loss for words. Her heart was beating so wildly against her ribcage that she thought her ribcage would just burst open.
Words were not spoken as his lips were brought down to hers gently. Her eyes widened to the size of saucers and gasped. Taking this golden opportunity, he slipped his tongue into her mouth.
You stay a little while
And touch me with your smile
And what can I say to make you mine
To reach out for you in time
This was her dream come true. She knew that he was only turned on because she wore that scanty nightgown but she couldn't care less. They had kissed! That was what mattered. However, that kiss was short lived. He broke the kiss and stared at her.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it." He said and took his parchment from her desk.
"Well, you never mean anything that you did, didn't you?" she snapped.
'How could he say that? Why did he kiss me in the first place?' she thought and bit her lip to prevent tears from falling.
"Well, I better be going. Nothing happened between us alright?" he asked nervously.
She just waved her hand and he Disapparated.
Oh my pretty pretty boy I love you
Like I never ever loved no one before you
Pretty pretty boy of mine
Just tell me you love me too (tell me you love me too)
Oh my pretty pretty boy I need you
Oh my pretty pretty boy I do
Let me inside (let me inside)
Make me stay (make me stay)
Right beside you
That night, she cried herself to sleep.
-
The next morning, she woke up with puffy eyes and a blotchy face. She stared at her reflection in the mirror for a good long time.
"I will get over you." She said determinedly and got ready for the day.
At the Ministry of Magic, they acted as if nothing happened the previous night. At lunchtime, Larry Beckfield, a fellow Auror announced that there would be a Christmas Ball that night.
The guys groaned while the ladies complained that they had not enough time to shop for the perfect dress.
"Work will end at three instead of six today. That'll give you ample time to choose your dresses. Remember, cocktail starts at seven thirty while dinner starts at eight thirty promptly." Larry said.
The two of them remained silent throughout. It seemed that a representative from each department had announced the news of a Christmas Ball to everyone and everyone was bustling with excitement.
Oh pretty boy
Say you love me too
Oh my pretty pretty boy I love you
Like I never ever loved no one before you
Pretty pretty boy of mine
Just tell me you love me too (tell me you love me too)
Oh my pretty pretty boy I need you
Oh my pretty pretty boy I do
Let me inside (let me inside)
Make me stay
Ooooo, right beside you
"So, would you like to go to the Ball with me?" he blurted out while they were working.
"Well, I'd love to." She was taken aback but quickly regained her composure.
"I'll be at your house at seven."
"Don't Apparate to my room. Be at my living room. Before you leave your Manor, owl me." she said curtly.
He merely nodded. Deep down inside her, she was squealing with joy. She had not remembered her resolution to get over him.
'Just a dance. I promise.' She said mentally. At three o'clock sharp, they were dismissed. She went to Diagon Alley for her shopping. She stepped into her favourite boutique run by Madam Henritta. She had first stepped into that boutique when she was shopping for her working clothes. She wanted comfy clothes but also casual enough for work. The price was reasonable too.
"Ah. Heard there's a Christmas Ball coming up at the Ministry of Magic." She peered at her over her large oval spectacles.
"Yea. I need a dress. Can you help me find one? Not too- "
"Flashy, revealing and showy. I know. In fact, I think I have the perfect dress for you." She said and hustled through stacks and stacks of dresses in shades of red, pink, green, silver, blue and so on. She took out a dress and handed it to her.
"My, it's…it's beautiful. But, does it fit me?" She gasped as she ran a hand through the soft material. "It's medium size. Just right for you. I've checked." Madam Henritta winked.
"That's wonderful!"
"So I take it that you'll buy it?" Madam Henritta grinned.
"Yep. How much is it?"
"100 galleons."
"That's cheap for such a wonderful dress!" she exclaimed.
"Christmas sale." Madam Henritta explained.
She took out 120 galleons and handed it to her.
"Tips for my dear Henritta." She grinned.
After taking the dress, she shopped for cosmetics. By the time she reached home, it was six. Knowing she would be late if she didn't start preparing, she dashed for a shower. She came out with a bathrobe on and stared at the mirror. Summoning a magazine and thumbing through the pages, she finally decided on one hairstyle.
Lifting the wand to her hair, she muttered the spell. Opening her eyes, she gaped at her reflection. The previous attempt at that spell had resulted in her curls hanging in dreadful limps. Now, it was curled elegantly and naturally. Half of her hair was tied in a messy bun while the rest hung loose and cascaded her back. Her white blonde and light orange highlights stood out from her dark brown hair.
Feeling satisfied, she proceeded to make up. She applied them sparingly but used large amounts of mascara, eyeliner and glittery dark purple eye shadow. She put on shiny baby pink lip-gloss on her lips. Glancing at her clock, she saw it was six forty five. If she didn't hurry up, he would have to wait for her.
She slipped out of her bathrobe and stepped into her dress meticulously. She wouldn't want to spoil such a perfect dress. She hooked her chandelier earrings onto each ear and put her makeup in her purse.
Tap, tap.
She turned and saw his owl. She opened the window and let the owl in. One minute later, she heard a loud 'Pop'. She wore her silver necklace and quickly went down.
"Hey."
"…Hey…" he stared at her.
"Do I look that horrible?" she asked and fidgeted with her dress.
"No, no. You look…breathtaking…" he gasped.
"Thanks." She said, a smile playing on her lips.
"Let's go." She said again when he stared at her silently.
The Christmas Ball was fun. Her best friends had gone with their wives of course. They were horrified that she went with him. She quickly cleared the air saying that they were ordinary friends only.
Ginny, however, gave her a mischievous smile whenever she caught sight of her.
All the guys gawked and ogled at her but she was unfazed. She had donned a dark purple-tiered dress made of satin. It had exposed a bit of cleavage but nothing too revealing that her shawl cannot cover. It ended at mid-calves where some lace lined the hem of the dress.
It was eleven when everyone started dancing. She had a burning feeling to dedicate one song but she never really had the chance to do so. She was either being asked to have a dance or was spending her time wishing that they would share a slow dance together. So, when she finally picked up the courage to dedicate the song, she walked up to the stage where the Weird Sisters performed.
"I would like to make a dedication. I would like the song 'My only wish' by Britney Spears." She said politely.
"I'm sorry, miss but we do not know of any Muggle songs. You will have the honors to sing." The lead singer stopped singing.
She was horrified by the thought of singing solo.
"Everybody, this lady would like to sing a song for you all."
Everyone stared at her and cheered madly.
"Up you go." The lead singer lifted her up and handed her the mike.
"Err…" she said. The lead singer merely smiled at her and disappeared into the crowds.
Just then, the music came on. Once she opened her mouth, she started singing to the rhythm.
Last night I took a walk in the snow
Couples holding hands places to go
Seems like everyone but me is in love
Santa can you hear me?
Everyone started dancing away and she sang happily; not noticing that he was staring at her wide-eyed again.
I signed my letter that I sealed with a kiss
I sent it off and just said this
I know exactly what I want this year
Santa can you hear me?
I want my baby ( baby baby )
I want someone to love me
And someone to hold
Maybe, maybe (maybe maybe)
He'll be all my own in a big red bow
She took a quick glance at
her watch that read eleven thirty.
Santa can you hear me?
I have been so good this year
And all I want is one thing
Tell me my true love is here
He's all I want just for me
Underneath my Christmas tree
I'll be waiting here
Santa that's my only wish this year
Oh yeah
yeah
Christmas eve I just can't sleep
Would I be wrong for taking a peek?
'Cause I heard that you're coming to town
Santa can you hear me?
I really hope that you're on your way
With something special
For me in your sleigh
Oh please make my wish come true
Santa can you hear me?
I want my baby (baby baby)
I want someone to love me
And someone to hold
Maybe maybe (maybe maybe)
We'll be all alone under the mistletoe
Santa can you hear me?
I have been so good this year
And all I want is one thing
Tell me my true love is here
He's all I want just for me
Underneath my Christmas tree
I'll be waiting here
Santa that's my only wish this year
I hope my letter reaches you in time
Oh yeah
Bring me a love I can call all mine
Oh yeah
Cause I've been so good so good this year
Oooh
Can't be alone under the mistletoe
He's all I want in a big red bow
Even
she was dancing wildly with the crowd. It was as though she was
having a concert. She laughed at that thought.
Santa can you hear me
I have been so good this year
And all I want is one thing
Tell me my true love is here
He's all I want just for me
Underneath my Christmas tree
I'll be waiting here
Santa that's my only wish this year
Aaah
Oh santa
Aaah
Can you hear me?
Aaah
Ooh Santa
Well he's all I want just for me
Underneath my Christmas tree
I'll be waiting here
Santa that's my only wish this year
Santa that's my only wish this year
She caught his eye and the two of them locked gazes for a while. After the song ended, the crowd shouted for an encore. The first song that she wanted to sing again was Pretty Boy.
"I do have one song in mind-"
Everyone cheered again.
"But it's nothing to do with Christmas. This song depicts how I feel toward this guy. I just thought of sharing it with you all." She continued. Everyone cheered for her.
"This song is
Pretty Boy. I dedicate this song to all those who love someone
secretly." She said and the music came on.
I
lie awake at night
See things in black and white
I've only got you inside my mind
You know you have made me blind
I lie awake and pray
That you will look my way
I have all this longing
In my heart
I knew it right from the start
She made eye contact with him and blushed furiously. She saw couples from the dance floor cuddling up to each other, having a slow dance together. How she longed to be down there, dancing with him.
Oh my pretty pretty boy I love you
Like I never ever loved no one before you
Pretty pretty boy of mine
Just tell me you love me too
Oh my pretty pretty boy I need you
Oh my pretty pretty boy I do
Let me inside
Make me stay
Right beside you
She could feel tears glistening in her eyes. She quickly fought them and smiled at her friends who were waving to her.
I used to write your name
And put it in a frame
And sometimes I think I hear you call
Right from my bedroom wall
You stay a little while
And touch me with your smile
And what can I say to make you mine
To reach out for you in time
Oh my pretty pretty boy I love you
Like I never ever loved no one before you
Pretty pretty boy of mine
Just tell me you love me too (tell me you love me too)
Oh my pretty pretty boy I need you
Oh my pretty pretty boy I do
Let me inside (let me inside)
Make me stay (make me stay)
Right beside you
Tears fell gracefully and silently.
"Don't cry!" someone shouted from the dance floor. She saw that it was Ginny. She had to smile despite the sadness that engulfed her.
Oh pretty boy
Say you love me too
Oh my pretty pretty boy I love you
Like I never ever loved no one before you
Pretty pretty boy of mine
Just tell me you love me too (tell me you love me too)
Oh my pretty pretty boy I need you
Oh my pretty pretty boy I do
Let me inside (let me inside)
Make me stay
Ooooo, right beside you
The song ended and she placed the mike on the floor. She wiped her tears away and shouted a big 'Thank you' to the crowd. She went down and everyone applauded her. For once, she was the limelight of the night.
"You sang beautifully." He commented and handed her a fruit punch. She gulped its contents down and smiled at him.
"I love those two songs."
"I saw you cry." He said tenderly. He wiped her eye gently with his thumb and continued to stare at her.
"It was sad."
When he withdrew his thumb, she felt a tingling sensation.
"I know."
"Would you like to dance with me?" he asked politely when the sounds of a slow music came.
"Sure." She put down her glass and he guided her to the dance floor.
He placed his hands on her slender waist and her, on his shoulder. While the song was playing, she laid her head on his chest as he pulled her closer. She just wanted that moment to last forever. She sighed contentedly.
"Eleven fifty eight! Get ready for the countdown!" the emcee shouted.
"Can I ask you something?" he said.
"Go on." She replied without lifting her head up.
"Would you tell me who you were referring to?"
She groaned inwardly. How was she supposed to answer that?
"Whatever do you mean?"
"Don't pretend. Whom did you have feelings for?" he asked.
She simply kept quiet.
"Well?"
"Eleven fifty nine!"
"You would be very shocked." She said quietly.
"Try me."
She looked up at his eyes defiantly. His gaze bore into hers with such intensity she almost turned away; but she stared back with the same intensity she could muster.
"Well?" he prompted again.
"Twenty!"
"It's best to keep it secret."
"Nineteen!"
"C'mon. Say it."
"Eighteen!"
She wanted to tell him how much she loved him. How much she longed for his touch, his kiss every night.
"Seventeen!"
"Sixteen!"
"Well?"
"Fifteen!"
"Fourteen!"
"Are you going to tell me or not?" he asked with a hint of anger.
"Thirteen! Twelve! Eleven!"
"You very sure about it?"
"Ten!"
"Yes."
"Nine!"
"Eight!"
They just stood there staring at each other, again.
"Seven!"
"I love…"
"Six!"
"Five!"
"Who?" he demanded.
"Four!"
"I love…"
"Dammit! Just say it out!"
"Three!"
"I love you." She said it softly.
"Two!"
She felt his fingers lift her chin up and she was looking into his silver orbs.
"One! MERRY CHRISTMAS!" everyone shouted.
He bent down and kissed her gently.
Her wish came true. He was the perfect present Santa could have ever presented to her.
After a while of heated kissing, they broke apart.
"I love you too, Hermione."
"I love you too, Draco." "Merry Christmas."
"Merry Christmas."
They laughed and kissed again.
Finish.
A/N:
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please. Thank you very much. Oh, by the way, have a merry Christmas!
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