Dancing the Night Away

Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine. Period.

A/N: Hiii! New story! Hooray! I hope you all like this! This story was inspired by the news of the filming for the Yule Ball in GoF.

Dancing the Night Away

By Hermione Potter

Chapter 2: Flow

             After they decided that Harry and Hermione would be entering, they had tried to figure out what dance they’d be doing.

             “Honestly, I can’t really decide, can you Harry?” Hermione asked him when they were in the Great Hall. He looked up at her and shrugged slightly. “Like I said, I really don’t know much about dancing. I’ve only danced twice, counting the dance I had with you. ‘Member?” he asked.

             “Right. I would ask Ron if he knew what real dancing was,” she glanced at the ginger-haired boy who sat across of them.

             “I resent that. I know some form of dancing,” he argued. Harry snorted.

             “Yeah, one that ends you on the floor flat on your face. In all truth Ron, you really don’t have a clue about it. I saw the way you stepped on Hermione’s feet. I swear they were swollen by the time you stopped.” he grinned.

             “And you say that you don’t know a thing about dancing. Really Harry. You do,” Hermione replied.

             “Well, if we have decided I don’t know a thing about dancing and that Harry does, what dance will the two of you be performing?” Ron asked.

             “How about something within the mix of a tango, the salsa, and the mamba?” Harry grinned.

             “I didn’t know you’d be into Latin dancing. Thought you’d be more into ballroom like at the Yule Ball in 4^th year,” Hermione snickered.

             “Hey! I hate ballroom dancing. With Latin dances, it’s more natural. What do you say Mione?” he asked her with a tilt of the head.

             “I’d like to try it out. Now that we have that settled we can actually sign up and start practicing,” Hermione decided as she stood up and went over to the sign up sheet and signed their names up.

             “So when do you actually start practicing?” Harry asked.

             “Umm, do you want to have a rehearsal this Saturday. I know it’s a Hogsmeade weekend and everything, but with everyone gone we could concentr-,”Hermione was stopped short.

             “Hermione, you can stop rambling on. It’d be fine with me. Really. I don’t mind,” he replied.

             “Harry! Skipping Hogsmeade?! But this Saturday is when the new things come into Zonko! You wouldn’t want to miss out on that, would you?” Ron exclaimed.

             “Ron, it means a lot to Hermione. And if it means that much to her them I’m willing to skip one weekend at Hogsmeade,” Harry replied. Hermione’s eyes widened in surprise.

             “Fine, go on and have your little love bird fest!” Ron said as his face turned pink.

             “Well then you can have your little love bird fest with Luna! I saw the way you looked at her yesterday. It was pathetic, you have the same dreamy look she has on her face,” Hermione said, giggling as his ears turned red.

             “Sod off Hermione,” he said through gritted teeth.

LATER THAT DAY....

             Harry walked to his Divination’s class. ‘What am I going to learn in that class? How to go insane with predictions of death?’ Harry thought.

             “Harry! Harry!” a voice yelled behind him.

             Harry turned around and his eyes widened as his first crush, Cho Chang was running to catch up to him.

             “Hello Cho. How have you been?” Harry asked politely.

             “I’ve been great. How about you?” the Asian girl smiled.

             “Pretty good. So what brings you here?” he said.

             “Well, since there’s a dance competition coming up I was wondering if you’d like to be my partner for it...,” she blushed as his eye brow raised.

             “I’m really sorry but I have a partner already so I’m going to have to decline,” Harry apologized.

             “Oh...who is it?” Cho asked.

             “Hermione,” Harry answered.

             “Oh. Her,” she said with a disgusted tone in her voice.

             “Yes her. What’s wrong with her?” he asked.

             “Well, I swear she was trying to come between us in fifth year. Don’t you think so?” she smiled.

             “Umm actually no.” he said.

             “Well, I’ll be off then. Bye Harry!” Cho bid farewell and skipped down the hall.

             “That was...interesting,” he said to himself. Unnoticed by him, a figure in the shadows scurried away quickly with a sad look on their face.

SATURDAY...

             Hermione was waiting in the Common Room for Harry as her mind drifted back to Thursday.

              She had seen what had happened between Harry and Cho in the hall talking. And she then saw the girl smile. Obviously something good had happened.

             “Hermione?” Harry’s voice interrupted her thoughts.

             “Harry! Don’t scare me like that!” Hermione exclaimed, her hand on her heart.

             “Sorry I’m a bit late. I was out practicing some Quidditch,” he smiled.

             “Honestly, I don’t know why you people occupy yourselves with such a dangerous sport. You could get killed,” Hermione huffed.

             “I know the risks Hermione. But it’s fantastic up there. I should bring you up there sometime,” he replied.

             “No way. I will never get up on one of those brooms! I’d fall,” she said.

             “Hermione, I wouldn’t let you fall. And if you did, I’d catch you,” Harry said softly as he offered his hand to her.

             “Thank you,” she smiled weakly as she took his hand and stood up. With a flick of the wrist, the furniture disappeared and soft Latin music sounded.

             “Very nice,” Harry whispered in her ear as he pulled her close to his body and moving slowly.

             As the music quickened, so did their movements. But when he looked down at her, her head was bowed.

             “Hermione, what’s wrong?” he asked worriedly as they danced on.

             “Nothing Harry. What makes you think something’s wrong?” she asked without looking up.

             “Because you would look at me,” he replied softly, tilting her chin up.

             “What’s wrong” Harry asked softly, their hips swaying softly.

             “I saw you talking with Cho the other day. It wouldn’t surprise me if you decided to be partners with Cho,” she whispered quietly.

             “Hermione, how could you ever think that? I wouldn’t trade partners for the world. Really, how could you honestly think that? You’re one of my best friends Hermione. And I say that was the most sincerity,” he whispered as he pulled her closer and buried his face in her hair.

              “Thanks Harry,” she whispered back, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck.

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