A/N: Of course, I do not own anything involving with Harry Potter.

So, Roaring_Star the websites you sent me aren't coming up! I'll get back to on the music issue though. I'm not really sure. I've been listening to a little bit of Arcade Fire lately. And That_Ella_Loves I'm glad to make your morning!


Chapter Eleven: Masquerade

"Lumos."

Sneaking around at Hogwarts at night was a dangerous adventure for Hermione. Not only because Filch was lurking the corridors and his devilish cat lurked the others, she continuously continued to run into things. First running into a knight. Moments later she turned and ran into a gargoyle that she could never recall ever being placed there. The common room was empty when she arrived after midnight. She gathered her books from her corner table and noticed a scribbled note waiting for her on her potions book.

'Mione,

Just a fair warning, Harry is beginning to ask me where

you keep disappearing too at night. I told him you never

would let me know when you are leaving so he left it

alone. I'm sure he is going to ask you in the morning

about it though. -Ginny

Frowning, she crumbled the piece of parchment and threw it in the fire. She didn't care if Harry and her were back on decent terms, she didn't have any right to have to tell him where she went.


Breakfast was quiet with the Golden Trio. Hermione sat beside Ginny as she was sitting beside Harry. She looked over to the Slytherin table to smile at Blaise, who smiled in return then quickly looked away.

"How are things going with him?" asked Hermione quietly so Ron and Harry didn't over hear.

"Pretty good, actually. We've been writing to each other back and forth. "

"Good. Draco and I had a discussion about the two of you last night." she said, smiling to her. "It was pretty good from everything I heard also."

Turning Ginny's grin to a wide smile, she asked, "What did he tell you?"

"That Blaise hasn't said anything that isn't about you. Then he went searching for you most the morning yesterday. I assume that was when we were at the lake."

"Ahem."

The entire Great Hall went silent as they glanced up to the front table. Albus Dumbledore stood from his massive chair that was placed in the middle of the table. He had his hand up to silence the Hall.

"Pardon me for interrupting your breakfast. After discussing this with my fellow staff members we have come to the conclusion of a new upcoming event. After the past year and the having Light's victory we want to celebrate by having a ball. To be exact, a masquerade ball."

The hall burst out into conversations about the Ball, Hermione glanced over to Draco who was staring at her. Blaise looked to Ginny. They already knew who they wanted to take.

"We would to have it sometime in the next month. Only sixth and seventh years are invited. For under class, you must be invited by one of these years." Once again, the hall burst out. Most of the under class burst out in boo's, knowing most of them were not going to be allowed to go. The sixth and seventh years cheered in excitement.

"Now, continue with your eating and get to class! Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Thank you!" he sat down, no one understand what he had just meant they turned back to their neighbors and their breakfast.

"I know who I want to take." mumbled Ginny. "This is perfect. It's a masquerade too; we can get away with it. "

"Do you think that we should tell them though?" asked Hermione, nodding her head toward Harry and Ron.

Ginny shrugged her shoulders. "It doesn't matter. I don't have any intentions to tell them. They can find out themselves when I show up!" she smiled.

"If you think that's a good idea.." Hermione on the other hand, did not. She knew once she walked in the Hall where the Ball would take place and Harry and Ron discovered who she was with they would go ballistic. Just as Ron did when she had went to the Yule Ball with Viktor but this time, it would be worse.

The entire morning of Transfiguration Hermione kept her mind on the Ball. No one else seemed to be able to keep it away from though either. Professor McGonagall grew tired of trying to keep everyone on task and gave an assignment that everyone could do with each other, so they could talk and work at the same time.

Draco stared at Hermione for the longest time before following to work with Blaise who sat beside him. Hermione knew he was writing her a letter as his book wasn't on his desk to do the assignment. Hermione was sitting beside Lavender Brown, the annoying girl that once was obsessed with Ronald. She had moved onto Dean Thomas.

Lavender had blamed Hermione for the break up between Ron and her and often avoiding making any contact with Hermione. So sitting beside her, Lavender kept her back turned to Hermione, facing to the desk behind her which Padma sat at. Draco took the risk and Wingardium Leviosa it to her and it floated in front of her face. Hitting her a few times and she swapped it to get it away from her nose; Hermione narrowed her eyes in Draco's direction and the letter immediately dropped to her desk.

Hermione,

I hope you didn't intend on having another date to the Masquerade

Ball because you are going to be my date. I hope you don't mind.

Blaise is excited too. Ginny sent him an owl asking him if he wanted

to be her date. I guess I'm excited, but that's only from the possibility

of being able to go with you. I remember during the Yule Ball. You

were the most attractive girl there. Anyway, meet you in our classroom

after lunch?

-DM

Hermione almost laughed at the beginning of the letter. He clearly knew how to ask a girl properly out. It showed so well through his letter. Knowing that Ginny would be with Blaise and Draco with her, she was looking forward to the Ball and not having to worry about someone else. Draco looked over her and smirked and she mouthed, 'No' to him. Pretending to be hurt, he frowned and wiped his eyes as if he were beginning to cry. Hermione smiled again and he started to laugh quietly and looked over to Blaise.

Hermione glanced around the room to make sure that no one had noticed her small talk with Draco before reading his letter once again. The only person Hermione had forgotten to check to see was Professor McGonagall. She sat very still at her desk, her light pink lips pressed tightly together. To her, she had just witnessed a miracle. Bringing a feeling of joy in her body. Finally agreeing to the rest of the staff members that having the Ball was probably a brilliant idea.


A/N: I'm pretty sure the characters seem to be out of chacter to some, but this is how I vision it. and its also very late at night and I am exhausted so my mind isn't fully here. I just wanted to have this wrote so I would not forget what I wanted to happen.