: The Blessed : A Harry Potter Love Story -Chapter 4- Asking Her to Be Your Date/She's No Angel/Snapping Pictures

FAST FORWARD TO OCTOBER

-Hannah's POV-

3rd October

September had gone and you were relatively happy. The 'Golden Trio' had allowed you a place in their tightly knit friendship. Actually, you were just happy for friends. You weren't very popular in your old school. You remember telling Hermione that.

Flashback

"WHAT do you mean UNPOPULAR?" shrieked Hermione. "You're being wanted by every boy in the 5th, 6th and 7th year!" "That's the thing Hermione. People want me for what I look like I have, not who I am. I want, if I ever fall in love, to have someone who cares for me, for what I am, not who I am," you whisper, a tear falling down your face

Flashback Ends

You smile. You were just sitting under the tree near the lake. Ron and Hermione were together, thanks to you and Sophie. Sophie was with Ginny somewhere. Ron and Hermione were just staring at each other, lovingly. You were a bit jealous. Harry was next to you. Your thoughts went back to that night in the Room of Requirement. When Harry put his arms around you, you felt a spark. A little jolt that made your heart do several flips. You wondered whether you were falling in love…

"Hannah?" he says, jolting you out of your thoughts. You looked into his eyes. Oh, those green eyes. They're so…intense, you think. Ooh, someone likes Harry, says a voice.

Yeah, you got it bad.

Do not

Do too

DO NOT

Don't deny it. You know you want him.

ARGH. Shut up already.

FINE

"Yes Harry?" you reply sweetly.

-Harry's POV-

Your heart was beating faster than normal. You didn't know why, but being around Hannah made you extremely nervous. Someone has feelings for Hannah says a voice in your head.

Do not

You and her are so alike, don't want to admit your feelings

HEY! Wait – you were in her head too.

Yeah, she likes you – a lot. So quit denying it

I…yeah, you're right. I do

YES! You admitted it!

You stopped, she responded. "Um, wouldyouliketogotothehalloweendancewithme?" you said very fast. "I'm sorry Harry, I didn't catch that," she said with a smile. You gulped. "Would you like to go to the Halloween Dance with me?" You say. She smiles. "Hmm, let me think," she says, pretending to think. "Um, yeah!" she says. You let out a sigh of relief.

"Now, I'm going back to the castle. Come with?" she said. "Okay," you responded. You were so happy.

Hannah stopped short. "Hello my dear," said Malfoy. He leaned down and kissed her hand. She looked ready to gag. "Come with me to the Halloween Dance?" he 'asked' – it sounded more like a command. "No Malfoy, I don't think so. I'm already going with Harry you see. You know this guy next to me?" she said in a sickly sweet tone. He looked disgusted. "You're going with Potter? When are you going to realize that there are bigger and better things for you in life?" he said. "No, Malfoy. I think I already have the best," she then walked off.

You were happy, that she chose you over someone else. Of course, no one in his or her right mind would choose Malfoy, but still. You were ecstatic.

Fast Forwarding to the Day of the Dance

-Hannah's POV-

"Remind me again why we're buying our dresses just before the dance?" you said to Hermione. "Because, if someone had finished her Transfiguration assignment on the day it was assigned, we could have gone sooner," she said. "I only agreed to go with you, on conditions that I help you find a dress, you help me make Harry dance," you say. "Yeah, yeah. Ooh! What do you think of this one?" she says, holding up a white, long-sleeved dress. "YES! That's the one for you!" you say. You both go into the dressing rooms to try on your dresses.

Message me for Hannah's costume

You go into the changing rooms. Hmm, I don't look too bad you think to yourself. "Yeah, you look great"you hear Sophie. You look around. "Sophie! Get out of your Animagus form," you whisper to the little white cat at your feet. "What if I don't want to?"She says."Get out then," you say. The cat sticks up its tail and walks out.

You go out. "Wow Hermione! You look the opposite of me.," you say. She looks like an angel while you look like a Goth queen. She smiles. You glare at Sophie. "Why are you glaring at that cat?" she asks. "'Because that's no cat, that's Sophie," you growl. Sophie turns back into human form. "Hey Ange', hey Diablo," she says, using her nicknames for you. "She isn't an angel, and I'm darker than any devil," you say. "True," she says. You all change out of your dresses and go pay for them. You see Ron and Harry in their suits. "You don't look too shabby Mr. Weasley," says Harry. "Neither do you Mr. Potter," he responds. The three of you snicker. You got an idea.

"Aw, Hermione, They're so cute. Can I have one? Please Hermione?" you pretended to plead, tugging on her sleeve for extra effect. You also added you puppy dog pout. "Well...okay. You can have the black haired one. However, leave the redhead for me. You know how I like redheads," she said, playing along. "Okay Hermione. And we all know how you like redheads," you say, with a wicked smile. Hermione gasps and Ron's ears turn red.

-Hermione's POV-

After you all paid for your stuff, you walked outside. Harry and Hannah were still howling with laughter. You and Ron however were steaming. You then started to chase Hannah around Hogsmeade. "Help! Hermione! Don't chase me!" she screamed. "Hmm... Let me think, no. Chasing you is more fun," you replied. You almost reached her when Ron suddenly swept you off your feet and Harry grabbed Hannah. "No, Ms. Granger, we shall inflict our revenge later," he says. You grin as you're being carried back to Hogwarts. "Wait!" you say. You whip out your camera and snap a photo of Harry blushing as Hannah kissed him on the cheek.

"I never knew you had it in you, Hermione," says Ron. "You don't know a lot of things about me, Ron Weasley," you say seductively. "Ooh. I like that," he says. I never knew that you thought. Girl, he's so in love with you says Hannah's voice. Your brain goes 100 miles an hour as you list the facts that this couldn't be happening. Don't worry Hermione, do remember that I'm not normal. Therefore, this is my way of communicating she says. You calm down and look at her. She smiles her trademark grin. The one that says 'Oh-I'm-up-to-something'

You shake your head and go down to the carriages.