The Winter Ball.
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I ended up taking two owls as my date for the ball.
I felt pretty important walking inside with two owls; one on the right and the other on the left. Both had their (left or right) wing over my back as I led them into the Great Hall.
Wow, I cannot believe that my owner and Malfoy did all this,
Amazing.
Though the snow is a bit too much. Never liked snow very much. It's to close related to water.
Did you know snow melts? Ice cream too!
Well back to Hermione and Draco. They've been ignoring each other the whole week. Ever since they talked about whom they were going to take to the ball they have been pretty depressed.
Humans.
I don't understand why something as stupid as pride and ego is stopping them from just going together. It's almost as stupid as if a pink fluffy bunny slipper suddenly popped up demanding them not to wear it or it would smack them on the head.
Ah there's Hermione, dancing with Neville.
What a funny sight, Neville is practically standing on her toes to keep up. Poor Hermione.
Ah and there's Draco sending Neville a few murderous looks while dancing with Pansy.
"Hoot hoot, hoot" Snowy asked sweetly.
I being the gentlecat I am said yes and went to go get the drinks the two owls had asked for.
On my way I conveniently bumbed into Malfoy hissing to him "Ask her to dance you fool"
Malfoy just gave me a quick glare saying it's-not-that-easy. Why do they always complicate things like that for them? If I can take two owls to a ball unharmed then he must be able to ask Hermione to dance with out dying some horrible death right?
Stepping on all the toes I could I made my way through the dance floor to the drinks. Getting quite the amount of glares and kicks that I succeeded in dodging.
Reaching the drinks table I noticed Harry standing there looking all alone and all by himself.
"Miaw," I greeted him to see if he was in a conversational mood.
"Hiss, hiss" He hissed and gave me a weak smile.
"Miaw," I said nodding in agreement, Paravti's dress was just simply gruesome!
"Hiss, hiss hiss" Harry added with a disappointed sigh,
"miaw," I agreed once again, Paravti really should know that brown is so not the new black anymore! "Miaw miaw" I added ("Padma doesn't look to bad though,")
"Hiss hiss" Harry said ("Have you seen her shoes?")
"Miaw!" I gasped and looked horrified at the glittering yellow shoes clashing with the else pretty pastel colored dress. "Miaw miaw!" ("That is awful!")
"Hiss," Harry said shaking his head sadly at the fact that anybody would have such a poor sense of style.
We stood for a while in silence watching Padma, twitching each time she moved her shoes so they reflected the light.
At last Harry hissed his goodbyes and I got over to get the drinks.
And of course I realized that I wasn't even capable of holding one drink let alone three.
Maybe I should get one of those bags on my back where I can carry various things and –
No! No they didn't!
My two dates were dancing with the toad!
They…. dumped me for a toad!
A very bad dancing toad, what is with those jumps?
Uh anyway, they dumped me!
"Arrrgh!" I miawed upset. God that sounded feminine.
After my outburst, which nobody took any notice of (Cat's voices just aren't loud enough for these kind of things!) I angrily swept over to the owls, smacked them over the head and walked offended out of the Great Hall breaking into the run until I reached the lake.
It was a beautiful evening, the lake was reflecting all the pretty little stars looking like a little sky of it's own.
Funny part? It was a clouded evening.
Oh well ignoring the sudden feeling of curiosity wanting me to see what it was that was glittering in the lake I sat down and wallowed in self pity.
No body wants me!
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Back at the Ball.
"I'm so sorry if I hurt you out there," Neville said for the millionth time.
"No, don't be silly. I'll probably be able to feel my toes again tomorrow" Hermione assured him.
"Do you want something to drink?" Neville asked relieved that he hadn't caused his date more pain, he remembered last time he was at a ball, he had accidentally broken three toes on his date Ginny's foot after only 10 minutes.
The rest of the ball he had been sitting in the Hospital wing hyperventilating (caused by thoughts like "What if I killed her," "What if she won't be able to walk again!" "What if I don't get any of the pumpkin pasties they are serving at the ball!")
"Sure, just some Butterbeer" Hemione said with a smile.
Neville hurried away and Hermione went over to sit with Ron and Harry.
"Hey guys," She said with a bright smile.
"Hey," They grumbled, they never liked these kinds of things.
"Where are you dates?" Hermione asked and looked around.
"Dancing with the Creevey brothers" Ron sulked.
Hermione suppressed her urge to snigger and looked around.
And there they were, Lavender Brown and Susan Bones dancing along with Colin and Denise Creevey looking like they were actually enjoying them selves.
Her eyes shifted to a certain blonde and felt the butterflies in her stomach go ballistic.
How did people get these winged creatures down there anyways?
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Back to Crookshanks.
Oh I feel so miserable!
No one likes me! I'm just the fat cat that nobody likes!
WAILLL-
What is that?
What if it's a humongous spider! Or a thestral! No wait, I wouldn't be able to see that.
Uhm it's a bird! It's a plain! It's a… cat!
I was getting all worked up because of a cat?
"Meow" it greets me and stops a few feet from me.
It looks like a Misty, yeah that's probably her name.
"miaw" I ask ("who are you?")
"Viviane," she meowed nonchalantly
Viviane? Her name is Viviane? What kind of owner has she? I feel almost sorry for her!
I'll call her Viv.
"I'm Crookshanks," I say, "So who's your owner?"
"Professor Sprout," Viviane meows.
That explains the strange name! I think?
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Back at the ball.
Malfoy was getting awfully tired of Pansy.
"And then my mother said like 'Na ah you are so not going to wear that young lady!' and I was like 'Ya ah I am' and then she was like 'Na ah!' and then it was like-"
Such a creative use of language.
"Pansy I'm going to go sit down," Malfoy said in a forced kind voice.
"All right," Pansy said and skipped away to find some of her friends to gossip with.
'Just ask her you idiot,' Malfoy thought to himself glancing at Hermione, 'All right, I'm going to do it, I'm going to ask her to dance.'
Finally after minutes of building up his courage Malfoy rouse from his seat and walked confidently over to Hermione's table completely ignoring the two twits that were accompanying her.
"Excuse me, could I have this dance?" Malfoy asked her with a playful smirk.
"Sure," Hermione said and took his hand.
Both ignoring the protests from Harry and Ron who were both turning the most interesting shade of red and purple.
"Why did you ask me to dance?" Hermione asked as they began to dance.
"Felt like it," Draco said finding the same smirk from before very convenient for the comment.
Hermione just shook her head at him smiling.
(A/N: god I'm such a hopeless romantic)
Once again Malfoy got one of those urges that he called "I felt like it," and kissed Hermione.
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Back to Crookshanks.
"You like plants?" I ask Viviane as we walk back inside the hall.
"Yeah, they are so interesting! They stay the same place all their life but are still useful then us humans! It's amazing!"
That's what happens when your owner is a plant crazed madwoman kids.
Remember to always stay clear from those types! You might get smart! Oh the horrors.
"So, what's your favorite flower?" I ask not really listening to her.
"Uhm, there's so many! Uhm Orchids I think. No wait Roses! No petunias. No no I know-"
Ah there's Hermione and Draco! In a lip lock… gross.
This is the part where David Hasselhoff starts singing and the mood is ruined.
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Darn, oh well Baywatch! Dun dun dun dun dun, dun
I love the theme for that! It's just so sad that they don't have any cats anywhere.
Though I'm not really surprised, cats would make awful lifeguards.
Plus they wouldn't fit in those stylish red bathing suits.
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Hermione and Draco:
"People are looking," Hermione mumbled a bit embarrassed and ended the kiss.
"Let them, I don't care," Malfoy replayed and just to show their 'audience' off he kissed her again.
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"But then again I really like Lilies." Viviane kept on.
I think I'm going to try and somehow ditch her, and find some pumpkin pasties (they are delicious!)
Bye.
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A/N: What do you day? Huh? Almost 6 pages! I'm so proud of myself! Oh and god you reviewers are the ones that keep me going! I never thought I would see the day where I would write more then 4 chapters to a story and here I am with chapter 21!
Thanks to: xbrokenxangelx, Snow mouse, Novacaine Junkie, Blackness Angel, beachbabe12, pixiestars162, musicalbballgal, Queen of Duct Tape, Friday13, jjp91, FlairVerona, red angel, Heiress-To-The-Dark-Throne and Bob for the reviews!
Special note to:
Novacaine Junkie: You got your hug and you got your muffin show! Hope you're happy now!
Blackness Angel: Well, I think the next chapter is the last but that's what I said about this chapter so I don't really know! Though I don't think it'll reach over 30, that's just pushing it lol.
So you've given up on where I live?
Beachbabe12: Hope this answered your question! Lol.
Queen of Duct tape: Not the man-eating toothbrush! Such a long review you wrote! Though I didn't get half of it! Lol.
Friday13: I don't mind, Crookshanks isn't my invention anyway it all belongs to the beloved JK.
But tell me when you've written it! I really want to read it, lol.
Jjp91: Yeah some people just don't realize that Sarcasm isn't a town in Russia (ha! What a bad joke!) Boys can be so stupid sometimes…
FlairVerona: I thought that since Draco already had enough with Crookshanks that he probably wasn't going to go near buying one. Lol, but Viviane is going to take the place of helping Crookshanks with making Draco and Hermione get together (though they don't really need it anymore do they?)
Red Angel: I know I haven't mentioned them much; I've been to focused about Hermione and Draco. Well I put a small scene with Harry so hope you liked it.
Bob: Yeah that would be just like Dumbledore to have invented the socks!
Review! -Boogie