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Chapter 12

Hermione

It had been more than two months since Hermione and Draco had started dating. They had been meeting secretly a few times a week in the Room of Requirement. Harry and Ron hadn't noticed any change in Hermione, or so she thought because both of them were too occupied with their own love-lives.

Ron was still drooling over Delilah. It was obvious Delilah liked Ron, but neither of them made a move.

Harry, on the other hand, had made his move and he and Ginny had been a lovely couple ever since.

Hermione couldn't believe how perfect her two best friends were together.

It had been big news: The famous Harry Potter. The-Boy-Who-Lived dating Ginny Weasley, The-Girl-Who-Got-Him.

Ginny was also known as The-Girl-Who-Stole-Him, but this was only by the jealous girls. And there were a lot of them.

Hermione was worried for Ginny, because she had caught some girls more than once talking about how they could hex Ginny.

Hermione had warned her friend, and Ginny had told Harry.

Harry had laughed at that, and said that they wouldn't dare, because if they did he would find out and hex them to oblivion.

After that he had smiled at the girls listening to their conversation and winked.

The next time Hermione had entered the bathroom the girls were talking about how they could woo McClaggen.

Hermione smiled at the thought of woo'ing, and that she wouldn't have to do a thing, she had Draco.

It was even better because two weeks ago Dumbledore had announced that there would be a masque ball at Hogwarts during the Christmas vacation.

Every girl was excited about this, and even the boys were looking forward to it.

The girls were excited because it was a ball, and they could dress up.

The boys, because it was a masque ball.They would be unrecognisable, and they could do whatever, because no one would know it was them.

Hermione was even excited; this would be the first time she and Draco could go out in public.

Both of them were advanced enough in Transfiguration to transfigure their hair colour, eye colour and even some facial futures.

They would also wear a mask, so no one would recognise them, except for Ginny, who had helped Hermione decide what she should change about herself.

Ginny was still the only one who knew about Draco and Hermione.

Harry was starting to assume something was going on that he didn't know of, but he wasn't sure what it was.

One night Harry had stayed up till Hermione came back from the library.

Well, Harry thought she had come back from the library, but she really just got back from the Room of Requirement.

Harry had watched her when she dropped her unused books on a nearby table and sat down in one of the chairs.

'Heavy study session?' Harry had asked.

Hermione just nodded. She was tired. Draco and she had talked, studied and snogged.

'Where were you studying? Because when I looked for you in the library you weren't there. I needed some help with my paper for History of Magic.'

Hermione knew that this might happen so she told him the truth.

'I was studying in the Room of Requirement. Sometimes I go there, because I can think better there.' She said without thinking about it. Ok, a bit of the truth.

'Oh, well, that explains why I didn't see you on the Marauders Map then.'

It was silent for a while.

'Hermione?'

'Yes, Harry?'

'You would tell me if you were seeing someone, right?

Hermione looked at her best friend. She couldn't lie to him, and he would notice if she did.

'Harry, I will, but only when the time is right. When I know it's something more than a teenage dream.'

Harry nodded, he understood.

'I think I'm going to bed, I'm completely exhausted.' She stood up and walked to the girls dormitory stairs, on the way she had ruffled Harry's hair.

Hermione loved Harry, he was the one who understood her, and she could always talk to him, about almost everything. Almost everything, because she knew she couldn't talk about Draco, not yet at least.

It was finally the day before Christmas, and the masque ball would soon start.

'Could you zip me up, Hermione?'

Ginny had walked into Hermione's dormitory while holding her dress in its place.

'Yeah sure.'

Hermione walked over to Ginny and zipped her dress. Ginny turned and took Hermione's hands in hers.

'You look absolutely stunning Hermione.'

Hermione smiled and turned to look in the mirror. She now had straight brownish/reddish hair, her eyes were still brown. She didn't want to change too much.

Hermione hadn't put on her dress yet. She was afraid she might spoil it with something. Well, she wasn't really afraid shewould spoil it, but more afraid Ginny would be clumsy and spoil it.

All of the other girls were still in the bathroom, showering, and doing their make-up. Ginny and Hermione had been clever by going to the bathrooms right after classes because it would simply be too crowded later.

'What is Draco going to change?'

Hermione shrugged.

'I don't know. He didn't want to tell me, he said I would see soon enough.'

Ginny laughed.

'I hope you can find him! Probably a lot of older students transformed, and you might get confused.'

'Draco promised me I would know if it was him.'

Ginny sat down but immediately got up again.

'Oh, I've got to go! I promised Harry to meet him at the portrait of the Fat Lady at seven! Now it's ten to seven and I still need to get some things!'

Hermione watched Ginny rush out of the room and smiled.

Now she finally got to put on her dress. It was like silk, multiple layers and it had a brilliant red colour. It had golden accents; Hermione also had matching golden earrings and a necklace. Her mask was the same red as her dress, and it also had golden accents.

As she put on the dress, she could feel the silk texture on her skin. It fit perfectly and it made her sparkle.

Show time.

Hermione entered the Great Hall carefully. She hadn't seen Draco yet, and she was seriously worrying about Draco setting her up.

How could you even think that! He promised he would be here, you can trust him.

But where is he?

Hermione sat down in a chair at the side of the dance floor, there weren't much couples dancing yet. It was probably because it was a bit early for dancing.

Except for Neville of course. He was dancing with his girlfriend, Charlotte. She was a year younger, and a Hufflepuff.

Her sister, Megan, was also dancing. She was a seventh year and was a brilliant Quidditch player, or so Harry and Ron would say. She was, just like her boyfriend, a keeper. Her boyfriend, Oliver Wood, had come over for this special occasion.

Hermione had so much fun watching the girls laughing while twirling around that she didn't even notice a pair of grey eyes watching her.

Hermione got up and walked to the other side of the room when a firm hand caught her wrist. She turned to see who her attacker was, when she noticed his eyes.

'Oh,' but before she could finish her sentence Draco had put his finger to her lips and started twirling her around.

Hermione felt that they were the only people who existed in the world. That she and Draco could be the only living beings in this room.

Draco was a wonderful dancer, he moved to the rhythm of the music. He knew where to put his feet.

'Where did you learn to dance like this?'

Draco shrugged.

'I had to learn, because my parents had this annual ball around Christmas.'

Draco was silent for a while.

'And around New Year, Easter and the Summer Holiday.'

Hermione smiled at him. 'I love this.'

'Love what?'

'Being out in public with you, without people staring.'

Draco kissed the top of Hermione's head.

'I love it too.'

They danced in silence for a while. The song changed and it was a lot slower, Hermione wanted to walk off of the dance floor, but Draco didn't loosen his grip and Hermione was forced to continue dancing.

She didn't mind, but she was getting kind of thirsty.

'How did you know it was me?'

'Your eyes, I could recognise those eyes anywhere. They're beautiful, even while wearing that mask.'

Hermione blushed.

'You're quite good looking yourself you know.'

Draco was wearing black dress robes with a small grey stripe. His mask was also black, with silver accents. It matched his eyes perfect.

The song ended and Hermione made another attempt to leave the dance floor, this time Draco followed.

'Let's go and get something to drink.'

Draco nodded and followed Hermione to the table.

They just got their drinks when Harry and Ron appeared out of nowhere.

Draco made a sound somewhere between a snort and sigh.

'Be nice, they are my friends, if you want me, you'll get them as well'

'Hi Hermione!' Harry said.

'Hi Harry, Hi Ron!' Hermione said while holding onto Draco's arm. She didn't let him slip away.

'How did you it was me?' Hermione wondered.

Harry shrugged.

'Ginny told us it was you, I repeat: ''Hermione is dancing with the tall dark blond guy.'' Soooooo, who is this tall blond guy?'

Harry looked at Draco with curious twinkling eyes.

Draco put out his hand.

'You wouldn't believe it if I told you, so I'd rather keep it to myself.'

Harry shook Draco's hand and after that Ron took his hand.

'Well, nice to meet you. But don't take Hermione away too often, or we will actually gave to do our own homework.'

Draco only smiled but pulled Hermione closer.

They chitchatted some more about some schoolwork, Harry and Ron were still trying to figure out who Draco was, but Draco didn't let anything out.

After a while Ginny and Delilah showed up and claimed Harry and Ron for a dance, Ron was trying to get out of it, but it wasn't a successful try.

'Now, that wasn't that bad, now was it?' Hermione said teasing.

Draco just shrugged. 'I guess. They weren't the gits they normally are.'

Hermione smacked him on the arm.

'They are OK, honestly Draco, of course they are different to you now. You didn't really get a good start. You bullied Neville first year, and were a suspect of the opening of the Chamber of Secrets.'

Draco gasped.

'You suspected me? ME? Why?'

Hermione looked caught. 'We had perfectly good reasons to suspect you, and I won't bore you with them. Come on, let's dance.'

And before Draco could say another word he had been dragged to the dance floor and was dancing.

Hermione finally sat down, she was tired of dancing, laughing and talking. She couldn't move any bit of her body anymore, so Draco had gone to get them something to drink, and maybe a snack if he could find something.

'She is! She is his sister!'

'No, it can't be! She's much nicer that he is!'

'I'm only telling you what I heard, and that is what I heard! Delilah is Draco's sister. His twin sister.'

Hermione laughed, oh my, some rumours were just too crazy to be believed. She turned to see who was talking.

From the long wavy hair she could see one of them was Lavender Brown, the other two were identical dressed, but a-symmetric, so that were possibly the Patel sisters.

'Lavender, it's honestly had gone to your head! Do you feel ok?'

Lavender shook her head.

'Yes, I'm fine!'

'I think she's telling the truth, sis. It's the same story she told me that night she came back from the Astronomy Tower. Everything is the same; she couldn't possibly make it up and tell the exact same thing here.'

What? Did they say Astronomy Tower? Could it be? Hermione needed to talk to Ginny right away.

Hermione found Ginny standing next to Harry, who was talking to Oliver, Megan, Neville and Charlotte.

She got Ginny by the arm and dragged her out of the Great Hall, Hermione didn't care about the confused looks on the faces of her friends. Hermione stepped into an empty class room, and let go of Ginny.

'Hermione! What's going on? Why did you need to pull me away from Harry and the others like that?'

Hermione wasn't listen.

'Ginny, you need to tell me the truth. Is Delilah Draco's sister?'

Ginny immediately stopped complaining. She smiled weakly.

'Hermione, don't be silly, where would you get a crazy idea like that? It's nonsense.' Ginny looked around the room to get Hermione's attention fixed on something else.

'Oh, look! Isn't that one of those animals you told me about a few weeks ago? That flying little thing there?'

'That's a fly.'

Hermione forced Ginny to look her in the eye.

'Ginny? Tell me, he's my boyfriend, I have the right to know.'

Ginny shook her head. 'I promised not to tell, I promised, I can't break the promise!'

Her eyes filled up with tears.

Hermione felt sorry for her friend and hugged her tightly.

'You didn't tell me, you only have to confirm.'

Ginny sniffed loudly.

'Yes. Yes, she is his sister..'

Hermione sat down at one of the tables.

'But... how?'

Ginny told Hermione the story in a few minutes.

'It all makes sense. Draco doesn't know, does he?'

Ginny shook her head.

'I can't tell him, can I?'

Ginny shook her head again.

'It's not your place to tell him Hermione.'

Hermione got up and hugged Ginny.

'Will there ever be a year at Hogwarts without secrets and strange things?'

Ginny laughed.

'It's the magical world Hermione, what do you expect?'

Draco

Where was Hermione? He was sure he saw her sitting down at this chair, at this place, right here. But she was gone.

Draco shrugged. Maybe she had gone to the loo to powder her nose, or whatever girls do in there.

'Padma! Listen to me! It all makes sense! Why else would a girl suddenly appear out of thin air? Their parents are worried that something might happen to her in France.'

'I know it makes sense Lavender, but still, you shouldn't say it just to try and get to Ron, it's just mean, you could mess up their whole life!'

It was clear to Draco that this was about Delilah.

'And not to mention Draco! I think he would be pretty pissed if you mess up his status.'

Woah! What did he have to do with this?

'Draco is tough, he can handle it.' She replied sharply

'He could be tough and all, but how would you react if you found out that you had a sister for 16 years? Let alone a twin?'
Draco stood for a moment before everything went black.