Dance of A Lifetime

Chapter 4

She should have Realized

As the four of them seated themselves around the table and Hermione continued to converse with Harry and Ron, Draco whispered silently with a small female house elf. When he finished speaking to her, she vanished, only to re-appear next to Hermione with a glass of fresh-squeezed Orange-juice.

Hermione grasped the glass lightly and sipped from it as Ron filled his plate to bursting with toast and marmalade, sausages, and eggs and bacon. As always, he was sloppy and made quite a bit of a mess.

Harry, on the other hand, merely poured himself a glass of pumpkin juice and spooned a dollop of orange marmalade onto his toast. He ate silently, which was a first, seeing as he and Ron were normally chatting up a storm at mealtimes. No one noticed though, not really.

Draco sat primly in his seat at the head of the table, and ate his scrambled eggs with a glass of milk and a smug look on his face. The glass that Draco had ordered for Hermione was laced with a strong love potion that would last up to 36 hours, but he'd been slipping it to her since just before the party. She, on the other hand, had no clue. He thought himself clever and sly, but realized he was blowing his own horn. He cringed at the thought,

Hermione noticed his cringe and touched his arm tenderly. "Draco? Are you cold or something?"

He shook himself mentally to return from his thoughts. "No, no Hermione…" He smiled softly, "I was simply thinking, and my mind wandered to a few unpleasant thoughts... I'm fine."

She didn't look convinced at first, but she gave in. "Alright… But if you feel ill, let me know, okay? I don't want anything to happen to you the day before our wedding…" She trailed off, her voice full of concern.

He smiled a disarming smile to reassure her. "Really… I'm fine."

Harry looked up at Hermione. "Hermione, we aren't staying long... As a matter of fact, we came by of our own accord to let you know…" He glanced at Ron, and then continued. "We won't be able to make it to the wedding. I have my job at the ministry and they'll can me if I don't show up. Ron's just a git." Harry dodged Ron's sock to his shoulder, as Hermione still had their wands. Harry laughed as he and Ron scrapped next to the table.

Ron was beet red and fuming, but took a few calming breaths and turned to Hermione. "Hermy... I can't come because tomorrow is Jenna's birthday, and we're spending the day together…" He faded to a deeper shade of red and turned back to his seat.

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A/N: I will continue this chapter when I get a New Idea on how to continue it! So please, readers, R&R! I apologize greatly for not updating in so long... I just wrote this chapter like five minutes ago..((8:24 AM On 10-17-06))