Chapter 3
The Ball
"Your never going to win the Queen, and Draco is not going to win King, never, NEVER… your both as ugly as…as a pig's butt" He laughed at Hermione.
Hermione continued walking past him, making no notion to do anything about it, suddenly she made a sharp turn, wand in hand, " SACAPUNTAS!"
Ron's smile wiped off his face, falling down to the floor slowly, "I'm melting, I'm melting, I feel like, mmm, a pencil sharpener?"
"Mwah haha Mwah haha Mwahahahahahahahahahaha" Hermione suddenly turned a vivid shade of green, her nose grew long, and up popped a wart, thunder rang, and lightning struck, rain began to fall. She laughed hysterically, causing all students to run in the opposite direction. One thought ran through her mind, "Only bad witches are Ugly"
"My… tummy… hurts" she choked out between laughs, which only made her laugh harder, Ron lay still on the floor, he was now a red pencil sharpener.
Hermione looked at him, making her laugh even harder, if that was even possible, she fell to the floor, banging her hand on the ground, still laughing.
Finally she calmed down and began walking down the hall.
"Hey Hermione," Neville said walking past her, "Hey look a red pencil sharpener." He picked it up and began walking again.
As soon as he turned the corner, Hermione burst out laughing. Oh this is good, this is really good. Mwahahahahahacough cough I really got to get better at this whole laughing thing, its hurting my throught.
She cackled all the way to potions.
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"Mr. Malfoy, make sure that none of these troublemakers make a mess I will be backafter I check that Mr.Weasley,"
After he left everyone began talking, of course what else would they do? Neville began sharpening his pencil in his new red sharpener, because although they had gotten out of the stage of quills, they hadn't heard of a mechanical pencil.
Hermione saw this, her eyes secretly jumping for joy, "Finite Incantum" she muttered, pointing her wand at Ron.
"What did you do?" Draco whispered, in her ear.
"You'll see" she answered.
When he looked back at the pencil sharpener, it was no longer there but in its place a certain red head boy, with a pencil in his mouth.
He spit the pencil out along with all the shavings, everyone laughed uncontrollably, it was hilarious.
A few seconds later Snape returned, everyone was working on their potions, like little angels. "Draco, I presume everything went fine"
"Yes, Uncle sevvy." He said, innocently swaying from side to side, like a little child.
"Don't ever call me that," then more quietly, "in public"
"Fine"
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For Thursday, Hermione did her very best at things and was on her best behavior. She actually restrained from smarting off to Proffessor Snape or even glaring at him, and as for Ron, well he was no problem, anymore…Mwahaha cough cough I really need to work on that.
Draco smiled at her during Potions, proud. Hermione laughed, feeling dumb.
Hermione hadn't shown anyone her dress. She had to keep it locked in her trunk with the locking spell that only the caster can remove, being smart has its advantages.
Her dress was strapless and the top was form-fitting. It also had flaps the came down over the bottom. But, the bottom had another set of flaps that reached the bottom of the gown. The top and the under gown were different shades of blue repeated over and over again and looked like some kind of rainbow. The longer set of flaps were a lighter blue and had pink and lighter blue stars on them. She looked really pretty. Her curly hair was in little ringlets, her bangs pushed to one side a clipped with an invisible bobby pin She looked fabulous in it.
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She hoped her and Draco would be King and Queen. That'd really show Ron. She was happy her plan was working. She knew tonight would make all the difference.
"Hermione, are you coming?" Ginny asked as she stepped inside Hermione's dorm.
"Not yet! I want to be perfect!" Hermione took out a mirror and glanced at herself before finally taking a deep breath and pulling back her curtains. Ginny hadn't seen her dress yet and gasped as she did. Ginny noticed Hermione had put little black and blue glitter pieces on her stomach that was showing.
"Oh my God! Hermione, you look! You look! Amazing! My brother is so gonna flip!" Ginny smiled and gaped at Hermione's dress. "Come on, let's make a dramatic entrance to the common room so everyone can gape and ask 'who's she?'!"
"Come on!" Hermione made Ginny walk down in front of her. Harry had asked her and she couldn't have been more happy. Hermione followed and everyone stared. Ginny smiled as she approached Harry. Harry hadn't glanced at Hermione yet.
"You look really beautiful Ginny."
"Thank you, but Hermione looks better," Ginny said, turning to look at Hermione who was still slowly descending the staircase. Harry gawked and coughed.
"You l-look n-n-nice, H-Hermione!" Ron spluttered. Lavender glared at him. Her dress was stranger than most. Her blonde hair was up in some kind of mickey mouse bow thingamamee. Her dress was blue and yellow, and seemed to be made of, "Newspaper?" Hermione asked, " you've got to be kidding you got a dress made of news paper?"
"It was a dress made by a designer, named…now what was his name?... Oh yes his name was Geoffrey, from a television show called, umm project runway"
Hermione just nodded her head and walked away, "just make sure you don't fall," she muttered under her breath.
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Hermione felt stupid walking out of the common room and down to the ball alone, but she didn't care that much. Everyone was talking and Lavender made sure Ron stayed a long distance away.
As Hermione approached the doors, she looked around. Where was Draco. She felt a hand on her shoulder just as she was about to panic and turned around quickly, scared. Draco smiled as she did and laughed when he saw her scared expression.
"Scared you, did I?" Draco looked her over. "You look magnificent! You look perfect!"
"Thank you, come on."
Hermione glanced inside. The ball was decorated with the different house colors, and there was a huge stage where the High Table usually was. Only a microphone was on the stage All the house tables were cleared away and there were chairs set out all around the edges of the Hall.
When they walked in, it seemed like one of those movies where everything goes quiet in a blink and all you can hear is that little cricket outside the window. Everyone shut up. Hermione did though. Finally, Parvati, Ginny, and Harry started clapping and everyone else did. Hermione blushed as she and Draco took a seat.
"What a wonderful audience, tonight," Hermione murmured. She got situated and caught some people staring at her. She frowned at them.
"Would you like something to drink?" Draco asked, standing. Hermione thought of her clumsiness lately and shook her head. That'd make everyone laugh; her, drinking some juice or whatever it is and then spilling it all over that dress. She shuddered to think about it. They played a song and some people dance. Eventually, many more people started to dance. So far, not any slow songs. Hermione was keeping track.
"And here is a slow one for you!" The DJ they had hired called over the microphone. He had brought some muggle music since everyone was wearing muggle clothes. He played the muggle song.. A beautiful slow song, Hermione thought. She looked over to where Draco had been but he was gone. She stood up. She loved this song. She started looking for him when he tapped her shoulder. She turned around and smiled.
"Wanna dance?"
"Okay." Draco lead Hermione out onto the dance floor and they started slow dancing in rhythm to the slow song. . .
"That's a really beautiful song. . .It reminds me of you. . ." Hermione smiled half way.
"You're such a good actor. . ."
"Who says I'm acting?" Hermione's breath caught in her chest and she couldn't help but smile. He's not acting! He really likes you. . .But you're goal is to make Ron-
"Hermione. . .You make me feel like no one else. . .You make me feel like I could do something crazy. . .Like fly or, if he was alive, stand up to my dad, or. . .or kiss you. . ." Hermione didn't know what to say. Why was Draco acting like this. It had to be part of the scheme. He could not possible be really falling in love with her, could he? What the Hell. its worth a try. . .Hermione looked back up at him, put her fingers on his cheek, and slowly placed her lips on his. She didn't mean to fall into the kiss the way she had, but she did. And soon, Draco's hands were on her face, her neck, her waist, her back; Hermione's hands were tangled in his hair and she stood on tip-toe to reach his lips better. They tasted good, and he smelled so good. Hermione broke the kiss and glanced sideways and back again. Everyone was staring. Everyone had stopped dancing.
. .The song was over. . . Hermione blushed and walked over to the concession table.
Draco went and sat down as some people went back to dancing. One person still remained five minutes later, staring at Draco. Ron felt hatred inside of him, building up. He couldn't believe he'd let her go and she's sought out Malfoy. Hermione walked past him with two drinks, one in each hand. She handed one to Draco who took it and thanked her. He regretted leaving her now. Lavender was all about the love that they made and looking sexy. Hermione was all about what he wanted. . .A love that would last. . .A love you could see in her eyes.
"Okay, now we're going to announce the King and Queen and then we're going to have the King and Queen's Royal dance! Okay, the nominees for the Queen are: Ashley Simpson -Ravenclaw , Lavender Brown- Gryffindor, Brittney Spears – Slytherin,and Hermione Granger- Gryffindor " Everyone clapped.
"The nominees for king are: Draco Malfoy- Slytherin, Harry Potter-Gryffindor, Marshall Mathers the III- Slytherin,and Scooby Doo- Hufflepuff! Will all the nominees please come up onto the stage. " Hermione and Draco walked up and Hermione went into the Queen line and Draco into the king.
"Okay, we'll be announcing the Princes and Princesses of this years Graduation ball, first. There are only two princes and princesses and one King and Queen, so one nominee will be left with nothing. Here are this years Princes: Marshall Mathers the III, and Draco Malfoy. And, this year's King is. . .Scooby Doo, a seventh year Hufflepuff!" Scooby smiled and stepped forward. He was given a crown and a red cape and a Scooby snack. He was ushered over to the side while the Princes were lined up behind him and Harry walked off stage.
"Okay, now the Princesses. And they are: Ashley Simpson, and Hermione Granger. And of course, this years Grad Queen is...Brittney Spears, a seventh year retard! Now, the King and Queen will share their dance."
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"Okay, now we're going to announce the King and Queen and then we're going to have the King and Queen's Royal dance! Okay, the nominees for the Queen are: Ashley Simpson -Ravenclaw , Lavender Brown- Gryffindor, Brittney Spears – Slytherin, and Hermione Granger- Gryffindor " Everyone clapped.
"The nominees for king are: Draco Malfoy- Slytherin, Harry Potter-Gryffindor, Ronald Weasley Gryffindor ,and Scooby Doo- Hufflepuff! Will all the nominees please come up onto the stage. " Hermione and Draco walked up and Hermione went into the Queen line and Draco into the king.
"Okay, we'll be announcing the Princes and Princesses of this years Christmas ball, first. There are only two princes and princesses and one king and Queen, so one nominee will be left with nothing. This years Princes are: Harry Potter, and Draco Malfoy. And, this year's King is. . .Ronald Weasley, a seventh year Gryffindor!" Ron smiled and stepped forward. He was given a crown and a red cape to wear over his tuxedo. He was ushered over to the side while the Princes were lined up behind him and Scooby Doo walked off stage, muttering something about a shaggy.
"Okay, now the Princesses. And they are: Ashley Simpson, and Brittney Spears. And of course, this years Christmas Queen is...Hermione Granger, a seventh year Gryffindor as well! Now, the King and Queen will share their dance." Hermione's mouth fell open as she was given the crown and the red cape. Me and Ron have to dance! She had flowers, too, but they told her to go take her dance first, Lavender glared at her, if looks could kill everyone would be dead.
She stepped up to Ron nervously. She could tell he was nervous, too. She placed her hands around his neck while his went to her waist and they played another muggle song for this. It was called "So much for my Happy Ending" by Avril Lavigne.
After they danced for a while, and the song was almost over, Ron leaned in and kissed Hermione. It was a deep kiss and Hermione couldn't help but find herself lost in the taste of his lips.
Draco watched and felt his chest go slack. She had gotten what she wanted. What more could she possibly want?
Only for him to grovel at her feet and tell her how much he loved her. She'd done it. The first time and its ruined in a matter of minutes. She'd pulled Draco down into love with her. Draco's breath caught in his now tight chest as Hermione gripped Ron's cheeks. He jumped off the stage and took off running out of the Great Hall and down through the castle.
Hermione seemed to notice and broke her kiss with Ron and saw Draco running out the door. "Draco!" Hermione picked up her dress and started after him. But she had lost him. There was no way she'd find him now. Her skirt had slowed her down too much. She felt tears welling in her eyes. She was in love with two people.
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Harry took the sobbing Hermione back to the common room while the Ball continued on. Ron didn't break up with Lavender, either. He loved Hermione and Hermione loved him, but Hermione loved Draco, too. Harry had to carry her. She kept stumbling on the dress and he didn't want her to ruin the dress. He knew how much it cost.
He lay Hermione on the couch where she lay and cried. Harry sat on the couchher head in his lap, whispering. "Shhh, it'll be okay, Hermione, it'll be okay."
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A/N; sorry its 2:53 Am and I am completely and utterly bored and lazy… and im sitting in a car about to die of boredom… how tragic maybe I should write about that… hehehe
Anyway back to the main point, I know Ron was NOT a nominee but for purposes of the story to go on it is… notice how he is not a person he is an it.
OOOOOOOOOOOOHhhhhhhhhhhhhh…I almost forgot how could I forget…
The sacapuntas part, that was the genius of Patel sister #1she brought up the whole Idea #2 which of course was me, I wrote it all down and I came up with the laughing and the bad witches are ugly and turning Ron into a pencil sharpener… and #3 her part was the pencil in the mouth thing…now to the point…Sacapuntas means pencil sharpener in spanish me and my older sister had a Spanish teacher, senorita peyton… and the first day you walk into class she tells you to, yell sacapuntas rudely at everybody becausethey don't know what it means… and if you get in trouble you just tell them what it means…
Well we were talking about it… and #1 was all like you should turn Ron into a pencil Sharpener… that would be hilarious then I went upstair and wrote it and #3 followed me and told me to do that pencil in mouth thing…yeah…
And now everytime we do something stupid and they laugh at us we jump up point a finger at them and yell SACAPUNTAS… which in reality only makes them laugh harder… it funny
