Chapter 5: School Notice
Later in the week, Hermione, Harry, and Ron were coming downstairs into the Entrance Hall, and they saw a large group of students huddled around a board. Posted on the board was a notice that read:
~NOTICE~
Next Friday there will be a dance held in the Great Hall. There will be food and music. You are not required to attend, but you may come either solo or with a partner. Rough housing will not be tolerated, and we at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry expect you to be on your best behavior. Remember to have fun.
That news was the talk of the day. Everyone wondered who would go with whom, and rumors spread faster than ever. Hermione wasn't talking to anyone since the day the notice went up.
There was only one day left before the dance, and practically everyone had people to go with. Ron was going with Cho. Harry was going with Ginny. Hermione, Fred, and George were still dateless.
That day, Hermione was studying in the library, as always. She had her face buried deep into a book, when she heard footsteps behind her. It was George. Neither he nor Fred had been very talkative to anyone since the outburst in the Great Hall. But, for fear of being tortured with their pranks, no one had brought it up.
"Hi Hermione." He said.
"Oh, hey George." Hermione replied, sort of skeptical about what would happen next.
"So, you...erm...have a date for the dance yet?" George asked, the shake in his voice giving away his nervousness.
Hermione looked up at him and managed a fake smile, "Yeah, sorry. I do."
George's face turned sad, and you could tell he was disappointed. "It's Fred, right?"
"What?" Hermione looked surprised and laughed a bit. "No—It's not Fred." Hermione said, shifting her gaze back to the book she was reading.
"Oh," George's hopes seemed to be lifted a bit hearing that his brother wasn't the one going with her, "Who is it then?"
Hermione shook her head and said that he would find out along with everyone else, at the dance.
The night of the dance finally arrived, and Hermione had yet to tell anyone whom her date was. (Despite constant bothering from Ron, Harry, and Ginny.) The twins weren't fighting anymore. Once George found out Hermione had a date that wasn't him or his brother, he let go of the fantasy he'd had of him and Hermione. Easy come, easy go. He realized that it wouldn't work out with the two of them and that his time was better spent pranking other people with his brother. George and Fred went to the dance without dates—just the two of them like it should be.
Hermione came down the stairs of the entrance hall solo, dressed in a silk baby blue dress with silver lining. When she took a step, underneath the dress could be seen clear dress shoes with high heels. Her hair had been straightened by a charm Ginny had helped her with that also made her hair shine in the light. Her beauty dazzled everyone that saw her.
She entered the Great Hall and looked around the room trying to find her date for the night. Finally, she saw the man she had been looking for. She slowly walked towards him and tapped him on the shoulder, causing him to turn around and smile at her. He kissed her on the cheek, and she blushed.
Her date for the night was...
(A/N: HAHA, a cliffhanger.)