Draco & Hermione: a Romeo & Juliet story
Hey everybody!
Thanks for everyone who reviewed! Here's the second chapter of my story… Please review and I hope you'll enjoy it!
Small Quote: 'To give friendship to someone who wants love is like giving bread to someone who's thirsty' Unknown
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Romeo and Juliet even if I wish I was. If I did, I would be already famous…
Answers to my reviewers:
The Neighborhood Shakespearian: I know that Hermione has brown hair. But isn't honey brown? It's more yellow-colored like, but some kinds of honey are brown! Her parents are supposed to be muggles, I know. But for my story, I think it is better is they are wizards-I can make them both muggle-born wizards, but that's the best thing I can do. You'll see why towards the end of the story. Do you think I've forgotten Mercutio and Tybalt? Of course not! They are present in the story… I've already introduced them, but I don't want to say who they are, it'll spoil the rest of the story… Thanks for reviewing anyways!
kingo'scriptsI'm glad you liked my story! I hope you'll like this chapter!
Karen: Why do you avoid Romeo & Juliet stories? I love them! I'm glad that you enjoyed this one.
manonL Je suis contente que t'aimes mes histories! Don't be jealous because I haven't put you in my story (the other one), because you will be (it was supposed to be a surprise, but...). Bisous. Je t'adore!
sorcieres2Salem: Euh… Ca fait bizarre non de mettre de la pub d'une histoire en Français dans une histoire en Anglais ? Mais promis, je mettrai de la pub pour toi dans « Minerva McGonagall : une vie » !
marissa : Well, here's the second chapter ! I hope you'll like it. Thanks for reviewing!
Chapter 2: The Masquerade Ball
Harry and Ron were getting ready for the Ball. Harry had a silver mask that covered his whole face. He was wearing a long black shirt, black pants and a long black cape. He also wore black gloves. Ron was dressed in the tones of Gryffindor: his clothes were gold-colored and his bright red cape matched his hair.
- I hate him, Ron said.
- Who? asked Harry.
- He comes out of nowhere and then asks for Hermy's hand. What the hell is he thinking of?
- Oh, Viktor, you mean…
- He's way too old for her, Ron interrupted. And ugly too.
- Don't worry, Ron. Hermy won't fall for him. She's smart enough.
- I hope so!
- Don't worry, I told you. Now, be the most charming guy ever, and she'll fall for you. Let's go!
They arrived in the ball room. It was marvelous. Red seats were lying against the walls. Dark red curtains were decorating the wide and large widows, from which you could see the magnificent garden of the Grangers' manor. Near the windows, a tall woman was singing, accompanied by an orchestra. Lights were shining above them. Only a few people were there, but as the seconds turned into minutes, and minutes into hours, more and more people arrived. All of them were wearing masks, and most of them were dressed in the Renaissance style. Bright colors such as gold, silver and red, chatters, and music filled the room. People started dancing. Ron and Harry were chatting with Neville and Luna. Apparently, both of them were in a serious relationship…
Someone caught Ron's eye. Hermione had arrived in the ballroom, with Ginny by her side. She was most beautiful than ever. She looked like angel with her long white dress, her white see-through cape, her white pearled mask and her hair loose down to her shoulders. Ginny, however, was dressed as a (cute) devil: she wore a rather sexy short red dress, with a black mask that matched her black boots.
- Your sister's sexy! commented Harry.
- Oh! Shut up! said Ron, very protective of her.
A gold-dressed man walked up to Hermione.
- That's HIM… started Ron.
- Take it easy, said Harry, she had many suitors before, and she rejected them all! Why would she like him?
- Ya, you're right…
- Now just concentrate on having fun, okay? This is supposed to be a partyyy….
Harry departed and went dancing with Ginny. Ron frowned.
At the end of the song, he was about to ask Hermione for a dance, when he saw someone strangely familiar: he (because that someone clearly was a man) was blond-haired and wore dark blue clothes and a mask. Ron just ignored him and danced with Hermione. He felt good. He knew she just saw him as a friend but he wanted more. He didn't want to ruin his friendship with her either. If he told her that he loved her, and that she didn't, things wouldn't be the same as before. They would feel weird around each other. Ron wasn't willing to take the risk…
Meanwhile, the dark blue clothed person that Ron noticed earlier watched them closely. He knew who the red-headed boy was, but who was the girl? She was beautiful… His friend interrupted his thoughts:
- What are you doing here all alone? asked Blaise. You should be dancing! This is the hell of a party, and you're not even enjoying it. Let me find a partner for you.
The song ended. Ron regretfully left Hermione and went to get a drink for him and for her.
Blaise snatched Draco's arm, and pulled him to the center of the ballroom. He asked the angel-like lady:
- Please, milady, would you care to dance with him? He's pretty lonely if you know what I mean.
He winked.
- Sure, replied Hermione, nonetheless very surprised.
They started dancing. Their eyes met and they felt that nothing else existed. Hermione was lost into his gaze. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't stop looking. After a few minutes that seemed like an eternity, Draco blinked. Hermione blushed. She felt quite embarrassed.
- Hm… Who was that? she asked.
- Who? said a clueless Draco, and then, after remembering Blaise: Oh! Never mind him… He's just a friend of mine… He thought I was lonely… He likes everybody to enjoy a party…
- I see… and you are?
- I am Prince Jonathan, replied Draco, who had been prepared for that.
- No, seriously… I didn't mean your costume! Theyboth laughed. No, really, who are you? You can't be a Prince, since we never receive any royalty. I would be aware of that if the Queen of England came here!
- Well… said Malfoy, hesitating, I'll tell you at the end of the ball.
- Why not now?
- Because… uh… well, it is a masquerade ball after all. Why are we all masked if we knew who is who? It wouldn't fun anymore! But I'll tell you if you tell me who you are…
- You don't know who I am? asked Hermione, quite shocked.
- What's so surprising about that? No, I don't know, but I enjoy your company very much…
She smiled.
- Well, if you must know, I am…
They suddenly broke apart: the music had just ended. They still wanted to talk to each other, but Ron who had been watching them very closely and jealously, took Hermione and they started a new dance. Malfoy sighed, and went in the gardens, enjoying the fresh air. But his mind kept thinking back of that angel. He had to find who she was. He went back in the ballroom. He found Blaise flirting with five (!) women, and asked him:
- Hey, you now the chick you got me to dance with?
- Ya, was she nice?
- I guess… Look, that's not the point… Who is she?
- You DON'T know who she is? I thought you'd guess, or that she'd tell you!
- Well, she was going to tell me but the song ended, and Weasley took her away.
- Why are you so interested in her anyway? Do you like her?
- Well… Look, would you just tell me who she is?
- Ya… okay… but I need details later, okay?
- Okay, agreed Draco.
- I still can't believe you didn't recognize her… She's Hermione Granger!
What? Hermione Granger? He thought. The girl that I hate the most? (well, the girl that my family hates the most anyways) How? What?
Just as he was going to get a drink, he heard someone screaming:
- THERE ARE MALFOYS IN THE ROOM!
Before he knew, he was out of the ballroom, at home…
Meanwhile, Ron was dancing with Hermione.
- What's the rush, Ron? she asked.
- What do you mean?
- You practically pulled me away from him! she said, referring to Draco.
- Do you even know who he is?
- I don't, but…
- Well, if you knew, it would answer your question.
-Why don't you tell me then?
- Well, he's… Draco Malfoy, said Ron, just to trick Hermione.
Then, he realized that what he said was true. That's why he was looking so familiar, Ron thought. He's Malfoy.
As Hermione gasped, he went to the orchestra and snatched the microphone from the singer's hand.
- THERE ARE MALFOYS IN THE ROOM! he screamed. Oh, they are going to pay…
People were shocked. Malfoys? At their Masquerade Ball? How could they?
Crabbe, Goyle, Malfoy & Zabini had sneaked out so quickly that nobody noticed them. It was only after they left that a few people noticed that some people were missing. The girls were quite disappointed: they thought they had met a charming man ( Zabini)! But he and his friends were gone…
- I told you it was a bad idea! exclaimed Draco. We're lucky that they didn't catch us!
- We're too smart for them, anyway… They would never catch us… said Blaise.
- You know that serious consequences will come out of this!
- Hey! Chill, said Crabbe.
- Ya, he's right, agreed Goyle, what happened to your sense of adventure AND FUN?
- Don't worry, said Zabini, never mind, let's sleep! I'm tired. Goodnight!
He left. Draco was furious. He couldn't sleep. He went in the gardens, thinking about the angel that he saw that night…
So? What do you think? I hope you liked it! Next chapter out soon… If I have at least 15 reviews, lol… Just, please review!