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Harry was suprised at what rolled off his tongue. He hardly knew what he was saying when he asked to date Hermione. It just felt so right. Asking her seemed the most reasonable thing to do. Harry could not explain the reason for asking her so suddenly even if he had wanted to.
Hermione was equally shocked. It's not that she didn't like Harry, it just seemed odd that she said "yes" so quickly. She was the girl who thought decisions through (for a long time) before making a final conclusion! However, Hermione knew, then and there, that she made the right choice.
When the new couple were done munching on lunch, they went to Madame Malkin's to get Hermione a dress. "Oh no, Harry. You can't possibly think that you could see the dress I'm getting! I want to suprise you!" Hermione announced with little reprehension as Harry tried to walk inside the shop.
"That means I get to suprise you with my outfit for the Yule Ball!" Harry said mockingly.
"Let me guess! You'll wear a smashing black dress robe with a green tie that will compliment your eyes and drawl in the ladies." Hermione hypothesised in a sacrcastic but good-willed voice.
"Well, Hogwarts doesn't call you the smartest witch for just any reason,"said the young man playfully. "Although, mind you, I don't want to attract any other girls," Harry said reassuringly. "Shall I wait outside then?"
"No, no, I could not ask you to do that. Why don't you go back to the school if your done here at Hogsmeade. That is, if you want to", Hermione said as began to occupy herself by studying the texture and color of the dresses.
"You read me well, Hermione! I am very tired, so I'll just go to the castle and take a little nap in the common room. Wake me up when you arrive," Harry said with a slight bit of mischeif.
"Alright! See you there!"
Harry began to act like he was walking out of the door. When he was sure Hermione thought he was gone, he sneaked up to cashier. Harry silently handed a few neatly folded bills to the woman behind the counter and pointed his finger to Hermione. The cashier understood perfectly what Harry was asking. Harry then cast a dissalusion charm on himself and snuck out the door.
Before going to the castle, Harry decided to pick up a "few" things from several stores. When he was done, he headed up to the castle and into the Gryffindor common room. He charmed the items he bought from Honeydukes to put themselves in Hermione's room. Harry then proceeded to do just exactly what Hermione thought he was doing: relaxing on the common room couch and trying to take a nap. Harry smiled as he fell into a deep sleep.
TWO HOURS LATER:
"Harry, I don't know whether to hug you right now or punch you in the face!" rebuked a somewhat confussed Hermione.
Harry opend his eyes to see his beautiful girlfriend crying beside him. "No boy has ever showed me this kind of kindness before... Not even Victor Krum..."
"Victor?" a worried Harry asked.
"Oh, Victor asked me to the Yule Ball before you did," Hermione confessed. " He must have asked me twenty times...I said no each time though! It just didn't feel right. That and all he wanted to do was put his hands all over me (although, I hexed him before he had a chance). Either way, he did not once offer to take me on a date first or pay for my dress." Hermione sniffed. "But you, you sneaky little Slytherin wannabe, paid for my dress before I had even picked it out. And then...then... then..." Hermione began to cry again.
"You filled my room with my favorite things! I didn't think you had ever paid any attention to what I liked. My room is filled with sweets and roses and books and special quills! Harry, why?"
"I wanted to do this! Your a very special woman to me! Besides, you deserve those things!!" Harry said sweetly. He pulled Hermione into an embrace and kissed her forehead. "It sounds like you need some fire whiskey" Harry said as he accioed two wine glasses and a smooth, slender bottle. He poured the contents of the bottle into the glasses and accioed the whiskey away. He raised his glass into the air. "To a deserving and loving and beautiful girl!" he toasted merrily. Hermione raised her glass and stopped crying.
"Sorry for the outburst, Harry. I should not be reacting this way. You gave me many things and so I should be happy. I just never felt that way and didn't know how to react..."
"Hermione, everything is alright. Everything is ok" Harry reassured Hermione.