Throughout the rest of the show, Harry concentrated on nothing but the thought of Draci's appearance. He couldn't help himself. No matter how interesting the other performers was after the Sorry performance, the others were just nothing in comparison to Draci's, in Harry's opinion. Okay, he would admit they are all good, but... He didn't know. There was just something about that cover and the girl singing it that made him forget about what was happening in front of him.

In fact, the only time Harry ever gave full attention to the stage again was when he spotted Draci on the stage two more times: the second time, she danced with a different age group, while at the same time sang, 'Go' by the McClain Sisters, with two other girls; and the third time it was a duet modern dance with a dark man his age while the song, 'Love Me Back To Life' by Celine Dion, was playing. Harry had the sudden feeling of jealousy when he saw the two so close together, but why would he? He didn't know her, and she didn't know him, nor do they control each other's lives. So, why feel uncomfortable about it?

It wasn't long before the last performance, done by the oldest age group, including Draci, did a special hip hop dance that made everyone speechless. Harry felt his jaw dropped, and Hermione pushing it up to close. He never expected her to be so flexible! 'Amazing, just amazing!' He thought as he clapped with the standing ovation.

Everyone was soon out of the hall, reuniting with the performers of the show. Lucius Malfoy was able to come before Draci's duet performance begun, and was currently holding a beautiful bouquet of flowers while being near his wife, who was looking for her daughter.

"Okay, I got to admit," Ron said, smiling wide. "That was pretty awesome."

"I did say you would love it," Hermione said, smirking but had a excitement in her eyes. She couldn't believe how developed Draci was on her dance skills, and just had to see her to congratulate her on the marvelous performance. "How about you, Harry? What did you thing?"

"Huh?" Harry said, looking surprised. The thought of Draci made him forget about the people around him. Hermione raised an eyebrow at him, "What did you think of the recital?"

"Oh! Oh, it was great! Loved it!" Harry answered with full truth. He really did loved the performance. Especially the blonde beauty, on the stage...

"There she is!" Narcissa shouted. The three turned to see Draci, now wearing baggy clothing her make up still on, her hair in curls from the last performance, and holding both a garment and small duffle bags. "Draci! Draci!" The call of her name caught her attention, and an immediate smile came on her face before rushing over. Narcissa met her halfway before a big hug was done. Lucius was right behind, along with the three.

"Oh, sweetie! You were incredible!" Narcissa then praised after letting go. "I am so proud."

"We are," Lucius corrected before exchanging the bags with the bouquet. Draci giggled as she accepted the flowers, "Thank you! It was so hard to work for!"

"And was completely worth it!" Draci was caught out guard by the third voice before screaming in excitement with the sayer, "HERMIONE!"

She immediately went over to the brunette, getting into a big hug like the first one without having the flowers crushed. Harry soon got a better view of her face since Hermione's hair is in a braided ponytail: he was right on her being pale and pointy, but also on being breathtaking even with the small amount of make-up. When she opened her eyes, revealing the grey, it was captured beautifully with the black liquid eyeliner and lavender eyeshadow. Harry was sure he was looking at a guardian angel.

"I can't believe you finally came!" Draci said, more happy than ever. "It's been so long since we were together!" Her parents let her socialize when they started speaking with another performer's parents. "What did you think of the recital?"

"Oh, it was amazing! I knew it would be from you, but with personal experience...! Oh! I was in love. It was just incredible, and you were just amazing through it all! You practically stole the show!"

Draci blushed brightly at that. "No, I didn't," she said, sheepishly.

"Are you kidding?" Ron soon joined in, while Harry felt awkward in the background. His heart was already pounding as he was nervous to be even near her. "If I ever did something like what you did, I'm pretty sure I'll rip something. And it wouldn't be my clothes."

The thought of it made Harry chuckle softly, while Draci giggled. Hermione just rolled her eyes, "Oh, Ronald."

"So much pain, just by thinking about it. So much aggravation... So much ice!" Ron complained with a pained look and pained whining, making Draci laugh further at the actions while Hermione made a look with a raised eyebrow, even though she was holding her laughter.

"So, you're the famous Ronald Weasley," Draci soon confirmed after calming down. Ron, relaxed, nodded, "Yes, I am. And I agree with Hermione: you were incredible."

Draci shook her head with a sheepish smile, "No, I'm not. I just love to dance."

"And you did it as if you got magic in your veins," Ron added with a smirk, and Hermione nodded.

Draci waved a hand in mid-air while looking away as she was embarrassed. Soon, Hermione looked back and nudged her head towards her direction.

"Come," she said in a hushed tone, making Harry more red. He knew that Hermione would be watching him throughout the recital right after Sorry. She was surprised by how Harry didn't give much attention to the other performers, but soon looked like he was getting off his seat soon whenever Draci was on. She even saw his fists clutching a few times when that duet dance was done. It was enough to confirm her suspicion.

Hermione sighed loudly before turning over to him, getting Draci and Ron's attentions. "Draci, I want you to meet our best friend, Harry."

Draci looked up to his face, but was turned away. Probably from embarrassment, she thought, when she noticed the redness on his ear. "Harry..." Hermione said with a gentle tone, looking curious and concern. Draci, unsure what's happening, soon went over to him while Hermione moved back to give him space.

Harry was caught off guard by that, before feeling a touch on his shoulder. 'Please be Ron, please be Ron,' he prayed in his head before turning his head. And it was there was where emerald green met pearl grey.