Harry and Hermione were now holding hands, "Okay Harry if you love her then put your hands on her waist and one holding her hand" Hermione explained pulling Harry's hand down to her waist. "Okay now follow the steps on the ground, One two three and a one two three and twirl me" She repeated. Days had past and now Harry and Hermione had become much closer and fond of each other. Hermione had now thought that Harry was ready for the slow steady love dance. Hermione grabbed Harry, "Now if you want to make her fall for you and kiss you then do this slow and steady dance, it works every time." Harry nodded, "Okay both hands on my waist and pull me in real close, and the girl will put her head on either you shoulder or chest, preferably your chest and just rock slowly that's it. Harry and Hermione were in that position for a few moments just rocking. Hermione took her head off Harry's chest and looked up at him. Harry looked down at her and smiled. "Who are you going with to the dance Hermione?" Harry asked. "No-one". She just replied. "What why wouldn't anyone ask you, your beautiful, smart, caring, loving and a great teacher" Harry said. Hermione blushed, "Thanks Harry I never knew you felt that way" Hermione smiled. "Well I do" Hermione remained quite, Harry touched Hermione's chin and still smiling leaned in forward towards her lips. They were about to touch lips when Hermione pulled away. Hermione walked over to the fire place and stared at the fire. Harry walked over behind her, "What did I do something wrong?" Harry asked. Hermione still starring thought to herself, 'I have to get myself out of this situation I can't believe that I'm falling for him' she thought. Hermione turned and faced Harry. "You did nothing wrong, expect step on my foot" She made up, "Oh I'm sorry, I'll never do that again" He was now sad and starring at the ground fumbling. Hermione punched him, "Oh Harry loosen up!" She yelled, Harry smirked and started chasing Hermione round the couches threatening to tickle her. "Ahhh Harry don't please" She screamed. Harry had finally cornered her and went in for the kill; he tickled her so much that they fell to the floor. Hermione was now crying of laughter when Harry stopped. Harry was lying on top of her staring at her deep big brown eyes. He again leaned in and finally their lips touched, when Hermione heard her name.