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Author's Note: Part II of Homecoming. No, it's not the end of the story. So I got a pleasant little review blatantly telling me that this story is about "Hermione and her Muggle" and is sorted under the wrong person. If you've read the whole story, it's obviously not all about Hermione. My summary clearly says "About mishaps and daily lives. Will probably come down to Harry and Voldemort." Sorted under Harry is a generalization. I can't sort this story under every character, and Harry is the mainstream character. If anyone can tell, I've been trying to use 3rd Person as J.K. Rowling does to give insight into mostly Harry's mind. Anyways, each character will get their own bits and pieces where they have the spotlight, and Homecoming is focused a lot on Hermione because she's really enjoying high school. So please, read the whole story and watch what you say. I don't appreciate people blatantly telling me things they think I did wrong.
12. SEXY AND I KNOW IT
Harry and Ron sat next to each other in the limo.
"Do I… hold her hand or something?" Ron whispered. Harry snorted. Ron, holding hands with Arianna?
"Don't think so, mate," Harry muttered. He and Ron sat next to each other sandwiched in between their dates, Lena and Arianna, respectively. Harry felt nervous; a little carsick, almost. He didn't know what he was supposed to do at Homecoming.
Finally the limo arrived at the school. Harry's insides churned. Ron didn't look too good.
"You'll both be fine," Hermione said with a pat on the back as they stood on the sidewalk, somehow knowing they were nervous. Well, Ron was green.
"Don't throw up, mate…" Harry whispered.
Ron shook his head.
Harry and Lena stood behind Tom and Hermione in line, with Ron and Arianna behind them. Finally they gave their tickets and entered the dance.
"How could the school gym turn into-" Ron started.
But then he actually walked in the gym. It was breathtaking for all of them, kind of like how the Great Hall had turned into a dance floor for the Yule Ball.
It was dark, with flashing strobe lights and colored lights, and the DJ was blasting the music, bass turned up high. On account of the "Under the Sea" theme, the lights were all blue, and every decoration in the gym had some kind of sea creature or scene on it.
"I bet Dumbledore could really make this under the sea," said Ron. "This is lame."
"That's what you think," replied Harry. Harry knew he was just nervous, although he had to agree.
"This is amazing!" exclaimed Hermione, throwing her arms around Tom.
"So… What do we do now?" Harry asked nervously. Did he have to dance?
"Dance, of course!" Lena said, dragging him to the crowd of people that practically covered the entire gym. Harry smiled at Lena, then looked back and caught eyes with Ron.
"Oh, I- I don't dance!" Harry exclaimed.
Lena stopped and swayed from side to side with the music. "Oh, come on, I know you do," she smiled.
"No, I- I really don't-"
"Then how did you dance at the 'Yule Ball' that you all spoke so highly of?" she asked with a playful glint in her eye.
"I, er, we danced- we all danced the Waltz," Harry said.
"I can Waltz," Lena said, putting her arms in the correct position. She put one arm on Harry's shoulder and left one arm free, waiting for him to take her hand.
So Harry put one arm around her waist and took her hand with the other.
And they waltzed to the booming bass.
Meanwhile, Arianna had dragged Ron into the middle of the dance crowd, right up by the DJ. Tom and Hermione followed close behind.
"So, Mr. Britain, you know how to dance?" Arianna had to shout over the music.
"Er, no, not really," Ron said as he turned red.
"We'll teach you, right, Tom?" Arianna said. Tom agreed with a holler. She and Tom both dragged Harry and Hermione into the crowds of people, all very close together, swaying from side to side. They made their way in and started to follow the motion.
"This," Arianna shouted in Ron's ear, "is called grinding."
Ron did not like the sound of "grinding."
While Ron was being taught the skillful art of grinding, Fred and George had taken their dates into the cafeteria, where couples sat at tables and a small acoustic band was set up, playing soft music perfect for slow dancing.
The rest of the night was an absolute blur, yet the only part each wizard remembered was a kiss.
A/N: Felt like that chapter needed to go by quick. Sorry if you guys were looking forward to more. And I'm really sorry for the long wait; homework has been double this semester. I'll really try to get the next chapter up soon.
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