Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or anything in it.

NOTE: Sorry it's been a while. Had to keep up with school, you know? Now, I know the story's getting quite confusing. I've reread my story and found VERY embarrassing mistakes. (Harry preformed a spell outside of Hogwarts) My grammar and spelling was terrible. Most of all, though, the plot was becoming unbearable. Hopefully, some of my newly acquired writing skills, can save this story! Let's try Yule Ball. Thanks!

Cedric and Cho were closed to Harry; he looked away from them so she wouldn't have to talk to them. His eyes fell instead on the girl next to Krum. His jaw dropped.

It was Hermione.

But she didn't look like Hermione. Harry couldn't help but stare, mesmerized at how beautiful she was. But, no, the only girl he had ever liked was Cho. Maybe Ginny a little bit, but not enough to care. Though, Hermione… wow. Harry thought.

"Harry, you bloke! Stare at Hermione like that? You fancy her all the sudden?" Said Harry's friend, Ron. He looked mad, probably because of his "secret" crush on Hermione. As she was with Viktor, Ron seemed to be getting nerve wrecked. Easily agitated.

"No," Harry said. "Not at all, just admiring the… erm, sewing work of her dress."

Harry looked for Parvati, to keep Ron assured, but she was nowhere to be seen. Ron was giving him a dissatisfied look. "Hello Harry!" Hermione said. Her presence was giving him goose-bumps.

He remembered. Tell Hermione you never loved her. You never want to see her again. Tell her those big teeth are the reason you hate her. TELL HER NOW. Harry was remembering a hateful Ron.

"No, Hermione," said Harry. "I want to stay here with you."

"You didn't earlier…" she said.

"No, I did!" Harry shouted, a little loud. "I love you, Hermione! No matter what happened in my dream!"

"Harry," Hermione said. "You really do?"

Harry remembered a Hogsmeade trip with Hermione… one that never existed.

"Oh, Harry!" Hermione squealed. "I didn't think you were really coming!"

"I only came to see you." He whispered. Harry looked over Hermione's shoulder to see Ginny with a sad look on her face. Harry knew she liked him, that's why Harry asked Hermione to go in to another room before he pulled her into a big kiss.

Harry remembered he and Hermione… dating? No that can't be right! She's just looking nice tonight, that's all. Harry thought.

"Uhm.. Hello? Harry?" Hermione said.

"Oh, hi Hermione," Harry began. "Can I talk to you, alone, for a second?"

"Oh.. Well I'm supposed to be meeting Viktor. And there he is! Sorry Harry, I'll talk to you later." Hermione started walking off toward Viktor. Leaving Harry with one thought.

Do I like Hermione?