Chapter 6: The Ball

Hermione put on her dress in her room. In just half an hour, the sorting will begin and then the dance. The last two weeks events replayed in her mind, causing a blush to surface. Sure Draco was an arrogant, pompous, mean, childish, egotistical, sex-hungry teen, but he was sweet when he wanted to be.

"Granger, we need to be down there." He knocked on her door, but she was so absorbed in her thoughts she didn't hear him knock and speak, nor did she hear the door open. She jumped nearly a mile when hands encircled her waist.

"Draco."

"You know, 'Mya, we can't be civil in front of the school."

"I know." She had a slight pout, she was really liking the sweet side of him.

"Don't be jealous when I'm snogging other girls, ok?"

"I promise, I won't." She said, sarcasm dripping from her voice.

"You know you love me." He actually had a smile on. Hermione realized he looked so much better without that awful smirk of evil torture.

"Of course I do, just like I love the yellow sky and the purple grass. And we can't forget how much I love the swimming owls." She rolled her eyes at his fake hurt expression.

"You know, Mya, I wish I had known how nice you really are." He whispered before turning and exiting her room.

All the old students burst in through the doors, a chatter instantly filling the vast emptiness of the Great Hall. There were lots of pointing to Hermione and she knew it was because of her outfit. After everyone had been seated and things quieted, a group of intimidated and nervous first years were lead in by Professor McGonagall. Hermione looked over the croud of little ones and noticed a small girl with bushy brown hair and abnormally large fornt teeth.

Draco leaned unnoticably and whispered, "She reminds me of you." Hermione nodded slightly, not looking at the speaker.

"Albot, Elois." A skinny blonde walked up nonchalantly and sat on the stool as if she did this everyday.

"RAVENCLAW!" The girl hopped up and walked to the cheering table. About twenty minutes later, another name was called.

"Longbottom, Claire." The little girl Hermione noticed stepped up, whispering assurances to herself. Hermione smiled as the little girl cringed under the hat.

"GRYFFINDOR!" Hermione cheered and smiled as the little girl took a seat next to Neville, a flush on her face.

Soon it was the last kid, a boy. He had black hair and blue eyes, he had a cold stare that sent shivers up Hermione's spine.

"SLYTHERIN!" The boy ran to his table.

The total had been 9 to Gryffindor, 6 to Ravenclaw, 7 to Hufflepuff, and 4 to Slytherin. After all had been seated and everything was quiet, Albus Dumbledore stood.

"First and foremost, Welcome to Hogwarts! While here, this will be your second home, your house shall be your family. For triumphs, you shall gain points, for failures, you shall lose points. As we all know, the main house rivals are Gryffindor and Slytherin, and to promote house unity, I hope you will all dance with someone from every house. Now, the forest is off limits to anyone who does not wish to die. Now, I would like to introduce this year's Head Girl, Hermione Granger from Gryffindor." Hermione waved sweetly from the front of the hall, the gryffindors cheering and the Slytherins booing, the other houses clapping politely. "And our Head Boy, Draco Malfoy of Slytherin House." Draco waved, receiving cheers from Slytherin, polite clapping from the other three houses." Now, DIG IN!" the food magically appeared and Hermione and Draco took a seat at their own private table. Hermione could see Ron staring into her as she turned to pick at her food.

The feast took way and Draco and Hermione would talk without others noticing their great time.

"Now, will all the third year and lower please head back to the commons as the fourth years and up begin the ball." Albus Dumbledore waiting until all the lower grades were out to clear the tables away and with the help of all the professors and the two head students, the ball was ready in three minutes. All the students stood along the walls, as Albus began to talk once more. "Now, Miss Granger, Mr. Malfoy, please lead us in the first song." Draco reluctantly took her hand, leading her to the floor, placing his hands on her waist and taking her other hand in his. They gently glided across the floor in perfect sync. Their were lots of admiring glances, girls wishing to be Hermione, amber eyes following them everywhere.

The song came to a close as Draco placed Hermione into a low dip. He pulled her up as the students began to clap and hollar. Then a hand grabbed Hermione and slammed her out of the way.

"You've had your one dance, Mudblood. You didn't even deserve that! You can leave Drake alone for the night." The voice of Pansy Parkinson drawled on. Hermione couldn't help but think of how very pregnant she looked. Pansy was wearing a dress that looked like it was made for a size 00 Draco glanced back at Hermione before shrugging and allowing himself to be led off to dance with the human pug.

"Hermione! You look beautiful!" Amber eyes met chocolate eyes over again.

"Oh, Ginny! I've gotta tell you so much!" Hermione smiled but gasped when arms encircled her waist. She turned and saw an old friend's eyes.

"Ron!"

"I'm sorry, Mione! I should have saw you off!" He had unshed tears in his eyes.

"It's ok!"

"No it's not! I let my jealousy before our friendship!" He hugged her hard. "Dance with me!"

Hermione and Ron danced, making small talk until Harry pulled her away for a dance.

"Hermione, I know something. Ginny was watching you. You slept with George nearly every night." He said quietly, his eyes boring into her's.

"Nothing like that happened. We almost did, but we never did. Then the ass cheated on me!"

"And you're ok?"

"Of course! I don't need a boyfriend, or lover, to make me happier. I've got you and Ginny and Ron." She smiled and kissed Harry's cheek. Harry went back to dancing as Draco came up.

"Granger, we have to patrol the gardens come on!" Draco pulled her outside, no one thinking twice about the story. Once outside, Draco took her hand and led her to a hidden spot where the couple danced slowly under the moon light. He tilted her chin up and kissed her. "Let's go in and dance!" he led her quickly inside.

"Draco! What about your rep?"

"I'll take care of that! Come on. The last dance is starting."

Everyone stared as Hermione and Draco danced and glided across the floor. when the last note of the music died, Draco swept Hermione into a deep kiss.

"Oh Sweet Merlin!"

"What ARE they DOING!"

"DRACO MALFOY AND HERMIONE GRANGER! Oh Merlin!"

The entire Great Hall went silent as Hermione and Draco parted. Hermione ran out of the great hall. Everyone else stood stunned, staring at Draco who shrugged.

"Lost in the moment." He too walked out of the great hall."

"Mya!" Draco called into the common room.

"Yea?" Draco heard the reply from the couch so he walked over and kissed her again.

"Draco, why'd you do that?"

"Because I wanted too." He shrugged.

"We're gonna get hell." She muttered.

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A/N: Ok there's that chapter... I'm needing more plot ideas. Maybe George comes back to fight for Hermione. Maybe if Ron and Draco fight... or Neville and Draco. Hmmmmm so many ideas. nnnnyaaaa! anyone REVEIW sorry this chappie was short prolly my shortest yet.

Teaser time!

Chapter 7: Jealousy

"Draco, you really should leave Hermione... what if your father found out?"

"You had sex with him!"

"YOU FUCKED UP BASTARD! DON'T TOUCH HERMIONE AGAIN!"

"Morning Harry. Last night was great."

"Hermione's in a coma!"

See ya then peeps!