Chapter 3

The Ball

As Halloween came around, everyone began to get very excited. Hermione had had her dress, shoes, gloves, and jewelry delivered to her dormitory by one of the house elves, so as not to disturb breakfast table with her rather large parcels. She loved her dress. (A/N. - this is kind of my dream prom dress so I LOVE IT TOO!) It was made of pink, blue, and white 100 China silk, and it was strapless. Also, the fabric was extremely light and flowed off her body (while still making her prominent curves appear) and trailed three inches on the floor behind her.

On the night of the ball, Hermione did something different that she wouldn't have done unless she was trying to impress. She made her hair straight and shiny and almost waist length with mini braids in the back and an almost kind of tiara of braids fastened tightly to her crown. She did her makeup and added some highlights to her hair. Then she put on her dress, shoes, gloves, and jewelry, and headed down to meet Ron in the common room.

When he first saw her, she wasn't even recognizable. She looked beautiful! Obviously she had attracted some other stares, too. Dean Thomas looked enchanted. Hermione took Ron's arm and they walked out of the portrait hole together.

Malfoy was awestruck. He had never seen anything so beautiful in his entire life. Hermione looked amazing! She was certainly getting a lot of attention from the boys. He saw her and Weasly walk over to Potter. Hermione made a gesture as if she was saying she was going to step out onto the balcony for awhile.then she swept, as graceful as a princess, out of the room.

Now's my chance! Malfoy thought excitedly and slipped out after her.

Hermione was standing out in the fresh night air when she heard a voice behind her.

"Hermione?" It was Malfoy. Crap.

"Since when have you started calling me by my first name, Ferret?" She asked coldly. Malfoy walked right up next to her and said,

"I think ever since our little corespondance that I did what do you think?"

"I think you should pull your lip over your head and swallow it! Our recent what?"(A/N. – Yay! This is a line from the movie what a girl wants.)she asked now understanding.

Holy crap! Could it have been Malfoy's letter she had replied to?

"Remember in your note you said you loved me?" Malfoy stepped a little closer to her, a malicious gleam in his eyes.

"I thought your note was from Ron!"

"Doesn't matter!" Malfoy grabbed Hermione around the waist and leaned in for a kiss when...

Smack!

Hermione had smacked him so hard across the face , he actually went cross-eyed.

"If you ever touch me again, I'll hex you!" Hermione threatened.

Malfoy looked up with anger shining in every part of his face, but Hermione had already stalked away back into the Great Hall.

"Ron? Harry? I need to tell you something," Hermione said as she came back inside looking highly disturbed.

"What is it Hermione?" Harry asked her.

"When I was out there on the balcolny, Malfoy came out and he tried...to ...to kiss me," Hermione blurted out.

"WHAT?" Harry and Ron shouted in unison.

"Are you okay?" Rn said, putting his arm around his girlfriend's shoulders.

"Apart from being extremely disturbed? Yes, I'm okay."

"What did you do?" Harry said.

"I smacked him. Again." Hermione said conversationally. Ron guffawed.

"Wish I'd have been there," he said enthusiastically.

Malfoy stormed back into the Slytherin Common Room. He had been so close. So Close! Hermione's note had not been meant for him. He went up to his dormitory and began pacing to room, deep in thought. What was he going to do? She knew he loved her now. What was he going to do?

He finally settled on the perfect conclusion...

Hi people! Hope you liked this chapter! I think this one will be the most fun writing! I'm going to start to tell you the name of the next chapter every time I finish one So here we go!

Next chapter: The attack.

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