HERMIONE'S POV
(Day of the Ball, Hermione was in her dorm room around 12, and the ball started at 7. Classes ended early that day.)
"What are you guys wearing, I never got to see your dresses?" I said to Pavil Parvati, Luna Lovegood, Lavendar Brown, and Ginny Weasley, as I was starting to lather on a special wizard potion onto my hair to make my hair soft and non frizzy. "So mine is blue with a slit down one of the legs and its strapless." Luna said, and everyone's heads snapped to look at her when she described the slit. "Really? That sounds gorgeous Luna," Parvati said with a bright smile, "Well, mine is purple and is really fit to my body, and it stops at my thighs and has spaghetti straps." Lavender raised her eyebrows and Ginny and I giggled. "That's sexy, Patil." She winked and added, "Well mine is pink and it is strapless with a big bow on the side. The bow and the lining is yellow and the pink is all glitter." She blushed, "if you see glitter on the floor it is from my dress... it kind of sheds glitter." We all laughed a little. "So what about you Hermione? What would you be wearing to the ball? Actually, we still don't know who your secret date is." All the girls looked at me and wiggled their eyebrows, and even though the sight made me laugh and I wanted to tell them really badly, I decided I wanted to make it a surprise. "So, my dress is gold and long; it's floor length, and it is actually strapless." I paused, and watched as more girls had stopped to listen when Ginny mentioned my 'secret' date. "And I will let you guess who my date is. I will give you three clues." At this, Ginny and Lavender got excited and put down their eye shadow pallets. "1. He is NOT in Gryffindor." I waited as more girls than I thought were listening nodded at me and others were thinking really hard about other possibilities. "2. He is athletic... like REALLY athletic." At that, half the girls were stunned that I would date a jock, and others were thinking harder. "3. He is pretty popular, at least I'm pretty sure he is." Ginny opened her eyes wide and looked shocked. Luna started shaking her shoulder and Parvati was saying "Ginny, Ginny, what is it? Do you know who it is?" After a few more seconds, Ginny looked me in they eye, and was completely serious.
"It's Draco Malfoy isn't it." At that I laughed so hard that I had to stop lathering my hair and soon, many girls had joined in on the laughter. When I started to crack up, Ginny realized that my answer would be a definite no. Once the laughter had died, us five girls decided to continue to work on our date looks, since we had burned a good 40 minutes with talking.
-THREE HOURS LATER-
I looked in the mirror. Everything about my appearance looked almost perfect. The way my hair had soft waves reaching halfway to the small of my back, to the way my bronzer made my face look like I was glowing. As I finished putting on just enough eye shadow to make the desired effect, but not show necessarily the makeup itself, I took a deep breathe and looked for anything else I could do before putting on my dress. Searching through Lavender's large makeup box, I found an unopened pair of fake eyelashes with my name scribbled on them. I put the glue on the end and placed my fake eyelashes on. I looked beautiful. Absolutely stunning. When I took my dress out of the protective hanger case it was in, I just admired it before putting it on. The way it was glittery but not itchy, the way it just flowed so perfectly. I made sure the single large bathroom was locked, and I put on the dress.
-7:00-
After taking one last look at myself, I slipped on my high heels and put some more lipgloss on. Seeing that everyone was already at the Ball, I didn't worry about people seeing me looking like this. When I arrived to the ball room, I saw Harry and Ron shush each other and some of the boys around them as they stared at me going down the last staircase onto the floor. I heard some Slytherins and some girls from all different classes whisper to each other, "Is that Hermione GRANGER?" Once I reached the floor and waved as elegantly as I could to Ron and Harry, who both had their mouths wide open, Viktor Krum came to me and took my hand. As many people were watching me, and other people were watching Viktor because he is just so very famous, it looked like the entire school was staring at me and Viktor.
Everything went smooth that night. Viktor was a gentleman, Harry got Ron to quit gaping at me, and the music was amazing. The first slow dance was a little awkward but it made everything better when Viktor told me how pretty I was. When me and Viktor had already slow danced more than enough times, other boys started to ask me to dance with them, and Krum would occassionally let them dance with me, and soon I felt like I had my own waiting list. I should have felt really awkward dancing with boys I have known for so long but who never took intrest in me until now, but I found it relaxing to not be worried about what the boy you are dancing with thinks of you. At the end of the dance I was talking to my friends, who were of course asking me all about Viktor and I told them I honestly didn't know that much about him. Once the dance was over and my friends and I all took photos in the photo booth, something which most people thought was spectacular because they had never even seen a camera before, and the pictures turned out beautiful.
RON'S POV
I ran up the stairs as quiet as I could to reach Hermione. I tapped on her shoulder and she whipped her head around so fast I thought it would just fly off her neck. "Before you say anything, come with me." I grabbed her hand and led her to an empty hallway. "Ron, seriously what are we doing here?" She started to get that panicky look in her eye and I told her I wanted her to be my girlfriend. Shocked, she quickly shook her head nervously and went to walk away. Instead of letting her go, I grabbed her wrist and pulled her into an embrace and I planted my lips on hers. Not wanting her to pull away, I kissed hard rather than passionately, and I could feel her trying to fight back. When she ccompletely shut her mouth and I realized it would be stupid to keep massaging her closed lips with mine, I stopped. She was furious. She had that mad look in her eye and I thought she would have hexed me right there on the spot. Before I could say anything, she punched me in the gut and then slapped my face before she ran up to her dormitory.