Merry X-mas everyoneeeeee! (: hope you guys had/have a great Christmasss! (: Third chappie.. –squeals like an idiot- well… read and enjoyyy!
A/N: I do not own Harry Potter it all belongs to JK Rowling.
She ran up to her dorm and crashed on the bed, sobbing into her pillow. Why did he have to go break my heart like that? She then cried herself to sleep, the last thought being: I hate you Draco Malfoy and I always will.
He slowly marched up to his dorm… looking like death had just kissed him in the face.
"Stupid, stupid me… why did I have to go and make her cry like that?"
He sunk his face into his hands and fell asleep, tears glistening on his face.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The next morning, as Hermione ascended down the stairs to the common room, she found everyone crowding around the bulletin board.
"Oi! Hermione… over here!" She turned around to find Ron and Harry calling her to the front of the bulletin board. She tossed her hair and walked over.
"What's this all about guys?"
"It's a dance… seems they came up with the idea in the summer." Harry explained.
She took a look and this is what it said:
DO YOU BELIEVE IN MAGIC? (DANCE)
ALL STUDENTS ARE REQUIRED TO DRESS FORMAL. NO CASUAL CLOTHES!!!
DATE: DECEMBER 30TH
WHERE: IN THE GRAND HALL.
TIME: 6:00 TO MIDNIGHT.
BUY YOUR TICKET NOW! TICKETS WILL BE SOLD BY PROFFESORS IN YOUR HOUSE. TICKET PRICE IS 1.00!!!
She sighed and shook her head. SHE wouldn't be going. No one would be fit to take her… only one, her prince… she shook her head.
"Hermione are you okay? You seems a bit frazzled."
"I'm fine Ron, thanks." A fragile smile here and there.
Still groggy from sleep HE descended the stairs and found Pansy shrieking and Crabbe and Goyle smiling. He fought a smirk and said, "What are you idiots smiling about?"
"OOOHHHH, Drakie-poo.. they're holding a dance this Saturday in the Great Hall!"
She squealed and he cringed at the sound. His thoughts wandered back to the unfortunate events of the night before. He would only take one person, and that would be his princess.
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The next few day passed without incident between HE and SHE. On the night of the dance each holed up in their beds and sighed. No going to the dance for them. She couldn't take it anymore she just had to take a walk. Even if she saw HIM she would just walk the other way. He couldn't take it anymore… even if her saw her… it would soothe his heart just to see her face once more.
Each strode through the castle out to the lake. Once again, a glance here and there, a toss of the hair. And their eyes met.
"Malfoy. What are you doing here? Haven't make me cry enough?"
He cringed as his heart felt like it was being torn in two.
"Wouldn't waste my comments on you, Granger."
She sighed and sat in the grass.
"For once Malfoy, could you sit down and be like a normal person?" Even she was surprised at this invite. He drew in a breath, smirked and sat down. She leant against a tree and closed her eyes contentedly. His body heat radiated on her and she basked in the warmth.
He could feel her body, even though they weren't touching. She heard the sound of water splashing and opened her eyes.
"What are you doing now Malfoy."
She sounds exasperated. Maybe I shouldn't skip rocks.
"Just skipping rocks Granger."
She laughed softly and his heart skipped a beat.
"What are you laughing at, Granger? At yourself?"
She frowned and he cringed, afraid she would start crying again. But she just frowned and said, " No, just laughing because you look funny skipping a rock." She flashed a smile that took his breath away. He flashed a brief one back, and her cheeks flushed.
"Not going to the dance, Malfoy? Where's that faithful dog of yours, Pansy?"
Now it was his turn to flush, " Who said I liked that slut?" He smirked and waved the comment away like it was an annoying fly.
"What about you, Granger? Thought you would go with Weasley?"
She flushed a muttered, " I don't like him."
He looked away and started skipping rocks again. After an hour or so, Hermione decided to head back and it was looking like midnight had struck.
"Good-bye, Malfoy. You know if you weren't such a git, you don't seems half as bad for a person." Another smile skipped his heartbeat for him and she vanished.
He sighed a contented sigh and headed back as well. That night, they each slept well, their hearts filled with warmth.
Oooo. End of chappieee. Finally a bit of connection! Please reviewww! (: -Pam