A/N: I don't own Harry Potter
This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Insane Prompt challenge 931: color – olive
Seasonal Challenge Spring
Days of the Year
3rd April: World Party Day - Write about throwing/attending a party
Word count: 1025
"What about this one," Ginny asked holding up a dress. Hermione blinked and wrinkled her nose at it.
"Really, Ginny? Olive? I think it would look better on you." Ginny held the dress against her and looked at her reflection.
"Hmm, I guess you're right," Ginny stated adding the dress to her growing pile. Hermione shook her head. The whole point of this trip was to find her a dress for the stupid Yule dance.
"Ginny."
"Right, sorry, it's just this our last year and Harry actually asked me this time..." Hermione sighed.
"It's alright. Maybe I should just skip it, I mean no one asked me anyway."
"No, you're going to go, Hermione. I promise we will find you the perfect dress! What about this one?" Ginny asked pulling another dress off the rack.
"Ginny, that one's black, not that different from our school robes."
"It has glitter," Ginny stated holding the dress out to Hermione. She took it and looked at it a little more closely. Ginny was right. The dress did have glitter, and a much lower hem than anything she owned.
"I don't know Ginny, it seems a little short."
"That's the point, live a little, Hermione. Besides, I doubt a certain someone will be able to keep his eyes off you," Ginny added with a smirk. Hermione felt her face flush.
"I'll try it on, that's it," she finally compromised. Ginny nodded as Hermione made her way to the dressing rooms. Ginny watched her wondering exactly who Hermione had thought of when she'd mentioned 'his eyes'. As far as she knew, Hermione wasn't interested in anyone.
"It's really short."
"Let me see," Ginny called back. Hermione stepped out of the dressing room tugging slightly on the hem of the dress. Ginny's eyes widened.
"Damn, you look, wow..." Hermione blushed brightly.
"Ginny, what would Harry say you looking at me like that?"
"You are not telling him!" Ginny squeaked causing Hermione to laugh.
"You know, you're right. If I get this kind of reaction from you, I'm getting this one. Now, help me figure out what kind of jewelry I need to go with this thing." Ginny nodded while Hermione changed back into her usual clothing. True to her word, Hermione bought the black dress. Ginny bought the olive one.
"I think you should go simple with the jewelry, since the dress already has glitter in it. You wouldn't want to overdo it. A silver necklace, some earrings, maybe a bracelet?"
"I have the charm bracelet your brother gave me," Hermione muttered thinking.
"Ron gave you a bracelet?"
"No, your other brother," Hermione stated smiling a little at the memory.
"Wait...which brother?"
"The one with the red hair," Hermione answered, a faraway look in her eyes. Ginny blinked. Hermione was interested in one of her brothers? And he'd sent her a bracelet?
"Let's go look at necklaces, although, I'm pretty sure Harry's planning on giving me something to wear," Ginny commented.
"I've already got a pair of small silver hoops, they'll work."
"Good idea. Let's see what we already have between the two of us." Hermione agreed and they headed back to the castle.
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Harry did in fact give Ginny a new necklace, this one a heart with a ruby in the middle.
"It doesn't really match the olive dress, does it?" she asked Hermione as the pair sat in the common room working on their homework.
"You bought three dresses since, what about the gold one?" Hermione asked barely looking up from her book. Ginny sighed. Hermione rolled her eyes and hoped this didn't mean yet another shopping trip.
"Hermione, you have an owl," Ginny announced. Hermione put the book down and looked at the ball of feathers sitting next to Ginny.
"Wrong person," Hermione muttered walking over and removing the letter. She opened it and something shiny fell to the floor.
"What's that?" Ginny asked reaching down for it. Hermione was quicker and grabbed it. Ginny looked at her. "Well, who's it from? My brother?" Ginny asked not forgetting about the charm bracelet Hermione had mentioned. Hermione peeked at the handwriting on the outside of the letter and blushed brightly.
"No one," Hermione said quickly shoving the letter in her pocket.
"Hermione!" Ginny whined, but the older girl had already managed to disappear. Ginny looked at the owl, who hadn't quite managed to escape yet. Ginny wondered if it was waiting for an answer to something in the letter.
"Who do you belong to?" she asked it. It stared at her with huge yellow eyes and then tried to peck her fingers. "Stupid owl," she muttered as it flew off.
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Hermione took a deep breath, she was dressed, her hair curled in a messy updo. She'd allowed Ginny to do her make up, it was thankfully subtle. The necklace she'd received in the mail hung around her neck. It was a silver circle decorated with small diamonds. The silver charm bracelet graced her wrist. Ginny had been pestering her almost non-stop about who had sent it and if it was the same person who had given her the bracelet.
"You'll find out tonight," Hermione promised. Ginny had pouted for a few minutes before attacking Hermione's hair with a brush and hair spray.
Harry was waiting for Ginny at the portrait hole. Hermione watched as his eyes widened seeing Ginny. She'd finally decided on the gold dress to show off the necklace Harry had given her. The dress came just off her shoulders, showing off her neck and a slight bit of her cleavage. Hermione smiled at Harry.
"Ready to go, Ginny?" Harry asked extending his arm to her. She took it and they stepped out the portrait hole. Hermione followed them.
"So where is your mystery date?" Ginny asked looking around.
"He's meeting me at the dance," Hermione answered with a smile. They headed down to the great hall.
"Charlie? What are you doing here? Wait, really?" Ginny asked seeing her brother standing against the doorway. She glanced at Hermione.
"Yes, really," Hermione answered taking Charlie's arm and allowing him to escort her into the ball.