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Pansy's Volcano	By : Bluemidget57 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 206366 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Chapter List
- 1-Pansy's Volcano
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 19-Nineteen
- 20-Twenty
- 21-Twenty one
- 22-Twenty Two
- 23-Twenty Three
- 24-Twenty Four
- 25-Twenty Five
- 26-Twnety Six
- 27-Twenty Seven
- 28-Twenty Eight
- 29-Twenty Nine
- 30-Thirty
- 31-Thirty one
- 32-Thirty Two
- 33-Thirty Three
- 34-Thirty Four
- 35-Thirty Five
- 36-Thirty Six
- 37-Thirty Seven
- 38-Thirty Eight
- 39-Thirty Nine
- 40-Forty
- 41-Forty One
- 42-Forty Two
- 43-Forty Three
- 44-Forty Four
- 45-Forty Five
- 46-Forty Six
- 47-Forty Seven
- 48-Forty Eight
- 49-Forty Nine
- 50-Fifty
- 51-Fifty One
- 52-52
- 53-53
- 54-54
- 55-55
- 10
- 11
- 12
Everything belongs to someone else, as ever.

Chapter Eleven
Ron had behaved predictably when Hermione told him about Dumbledore�s latest decree.
The movie had been played for the prefects at the meeting following Draco�s gaining their approval of the theme, and most of them had chosen their costumes that night. All except for the Head Boy and Girl; they had been nominated and voted into their characters after the screening by the other prefects. The girls had unanimously voted for Hermione to be the Princess, except for Pansy who had obviously wanted that honour herself, and had snorted quite loudly and disbelievingly when Hermione tried to decline.
They had soon realised that in actuality there were very few female parts in the movie, so the Hufflepuff girls who were in put in charge of costumes elected to invent their own alien costumes. Even Pansy had finally settled down when Justin Finch-Fletchley asked if he could be Luke Skywalker and was approved.
Hermione had decided that out of the twenty four prefects from the 5^th, 6^th and 7^th years of all four houses, only she and Draco and possibly a couple of the Ravenclaws had ever actually seen the movie before. Well, that had to be a good thing, didn�t it?
When she came looking for Ron to break the bad news to him, she found him pacing the Gryffindor common room in a Darth Vadar cloak and head mask, waving his light saber around, leering at some fourth year girls, and hissing �May the force be with you!� in a sibilant voice created by a larynx charm.
Hermione smiled affectionately at his antics; it would never have occurred to him to keep his costume a secret until the night of the Feast, and it seemed that excitement in the lower years was reaching a fever pitch from the small hints here and there that this year was going to be something really different and spectacular. There were pictures of scenes from the movie, cut out of Muggle magazines, pinned to notice boards in the three common rooms that Hermione knew of; requested from outside by those students of Muggle descent, and sent by confused parents. Hermione predicted a plethora of storm troopers, jawas and droids to appear on the night. She didn�t know if there were any such pictures in the Slytherin common room, as there were no Muggle-borns in that house, but she was sure Malfoy would never let his house be left behind.
Harry had been quite excited about the idea; although the Dursleys never voluntarily took him anywhere, apparently his cousin owned the video but had grown tired of it, and Harry had been able to sneak off and watch it several times one summer on the cast off television in Dudley�s second bedroom, which had been put in there when Dudley had decided the screen wasn�t big enough. He had wanted to be a storm trooper and had confided to Hermione that it would be a relief to be anonymous for once and just follow Ron�s orders. Hermione had found that to be incredibly insightful and sad about her friend.
But she did have to admit that Malfoy had found a theme that crossed gender and prejudice, and had done an excellent job of generating enthusiasm throughout the whole school. She was unaware that most people actually considered the idea to be hers, as she was a Muggle and that she was letting Malfoy take the credit because she was the nicer person.
She sighed as she placed her Arithmancy books on a table and approached Ron, slipping a hand into his and dodging the light saber. She hated to ruin his good mood, but it wouldn�t do to delay any longer. She had already waited a day since Dumbledore�s proclamation, and all the other prefects had to receive their new instructions, too. She had seen Draco smirking in Transfiguration this morning when Ron had mentioned something about the party to her. He knew she hadn�t told Ron yet, and Hermione realised she had better be quick or he would find some way of letting it slip, and tactlessly. He got far too much pleasure from provoking Ron, and even though he might be just as annoyed about the directive as she, he would never be able to bypass the chance to wind Ron up. For some reason, any new maturity he was displaying this year did not seem to extend to her friends - especially Ron, and probably never would.
Ron gave a last evil laugh, and turned to Hermione, pulling the large black helmet off his head which made his hair stickup in all directions. Hermione grinned at him and smoothed her hand over his static charged head as he bent to kiss her cheek. �Hey, Ron, we need to talk about something,� she said quietly, and he immediately reacted to her serious tone, frowning and casting off the rest of his costume.
�What�s the matter, Mione?� he asked, hugging her and there was a distinct sigh heard from some of the other Gryffindors. Parvati mumbled from across the room, �They�re so cute,� in a loud stage whisper to Lavender, and Hermione determined that this conversation could not take place here.
�Come on, let�s go for a walk,� she said, pulling Ron out of the common room behind her. Despite promptings by Ron, she refused to discuss the matter until she had guided him right out to the lake side. The giant squid was cruising slowly around making ripples in the water, enjoying one of the last few lingering fine autumn evenings.
�Ok, Mione, you�re beginning to worry me now,� Ron said when they finally stood watching the sun dipping behind the forbidden forest.
�Ron, it�s really not a bad thing,� she sighed. �Just disappointing news. You know how Professor Dumbledore called us to his office on Monday after the meeting. He just had a few final requests - instructions really, about the Ball -�
�Merlin, he doesn�t expect us to change the theme at this late date, does he?� Ron interrupted, aghast. �How on earth can we put something else together at such short notice? I knew it was a mistake letting Malfoy have any influence. Although I kind of thought Dumbledore would be all over the Muggle aspect -�
�Hush, Ron!� Hermione said, exasperated. Of course he always found some way to turn it around and blame Malfoy. �We don�t need to change anything about the theme at all. He�s very pleased with it. He wanted to clarify some things about attendance.� Ron looked confused and Hermione took a large steadying breath. �Ron, the Headmaster is really, really keen on inter-house unity this year. The Sorting Hat has been pleading for us to integrate the houses more for the past few years, so Professor Dumbledore has decided that as the Head Students, Malfoy and I need to set an example for the whole school.� She stopped, hoping that she had said enough and that Ron would fill in the blanks without her actually having to spell it out to him, but he continued to look baffled.
�And what does that have to do with the Halloween party?� Ron asked when she seemed to be finished. �Does he think you�re going to get into a slanging match with Malfoy in the middle of the feast. I wouldn�t put it past the slimy ferret to start something, but surely he knows you would be above that sort of thing?�
�Thank you, Ron,� Hermione sighed. Ron was so, so - clueless at times that she despaired of him. �But that�s not what Dumbledore wants. He�s told us that we have to attend together. Be a visible sign of the spirit of cooperation. He also wants all the other prefects to attend with their counterparts from a different house -�
Ron was initially fairly quiet as he tried to process Hermione�s words. �He wants you to attend together?� he asked, repeating her words as if she had spoken a foreign language, his voice rising in volume as he processed what she had said, until he was fairly shouting as he continued, �You mean Malfoy - and you? Going to the Ball - with each other. Like in a date or something?�
�No,� Hermione denied forcefully. �Not a date. Never a date. But actually, yes - really. Sort of like a date. But not.�
�No!� Ron�s mouth finally caught up with his brain. �Mione, he can�t do that to you, to us! He can�t make you go with the ferret, he can�t!� Hermione tried to interrupt his tirade, but he was just getting warmed up. �Malfoy probably planned this himself, just to cause trouble. He�s likely got some evil plan to sabotage the whole party, and blame Gryffindor for it! Well, I�m going to be watching him. I -�
�Ron!� Hermione shouted. �Stop it. You know he�s not going to do anything to ruin this party. It was all his idea anyway. Why on earth would he sabotage it? I�m sure Malfoy is no happier about this than I am, except where he knows you hate it. If you go around reacting like this, you�re handing him a golden opportunity to provoke you. Merlin knows, his favourite thing in the world is to see you upset, and you want to hand it to him on a plate!�
�But, Hermione, he ruins everything,� Ron whined. �Every time something good is going to happen, he gets there first and takes all the pleasure out of it. Even this - which he doesn�t even want for himself, he gets to ruin it by proxy!�
�Well, Ron, he�s had his fair share of bad experiences at our hands, too you know. At least he�s never transfigured any of us into a rodent,� Hermione said fairly. �Just keep picturing him as a giant slug and you�ll be all set. That was our payback for the episode in 2^nd year, remember?�
Despite his disappointment, her words managed to force a faint smile onto Ron�s face. He supposed that technically it was true. Malfoy had certainly suffered for more indignities at their hands than the opposite. It just really didn�t help to dwell on the past when it was the imminent future which was currently being so painfully ruined for him.
�Besides,� Hermione continued with a wink. �You have to go with one of the other prefects. You should ask Pansy to go with you. That will really put his nose out of joint. Plus, it would make Dumbledore really happy!�
Ron snorted, not taking her seriously at all. �Not a chance, Mione,� he exclaimed. �I�ll go with Luna, thank you very much. Damn, I still can�t believe Dumbledore did that.�
Hermione was taken aback at Ron�s certainty. Although he was obviously unhappy, it seemed to be more annoyance that Draco had been given something that Ron saw as a reward, than genuine disappointment that he couldn�t attend as her date. He certainly had no hesitation in finding a substitute for Hermione. She was somewhat startled by this, and her mind spun back to the night Ron had first kissed her in the library, when she had wondered where he came by his skills. Obviously Ron had been keeping some things close to his chest in 6^th year. Maybe Luna was one of those things?
�Um - Ok then,� she agreed, confused. �We had better get back inside. I need to actually call a prefects meeting to announce this whole scheme anyway. I have to go up to the Owlery and send out message to the other prefects. I�m sure Malfoy has told Pansy and the other Slytherins by now.�
She got a sudden mental picture of Pansy�s reaction - particularly in the light of the girl�s recent demands that she herself spy on Draco, and had to swallow a sudden knot in her throat. She wasn�t sure whether to be amused at the thought of Pansy�s obvious horror, or to be worried in case Pansy took it personally and blamed Hermione, as Ron was blaming Draco. She resolved to keep her wand close all night in case Pansy tried out any disfiguring hexes.
She sighed and followed Ron back to the Castle. He was striding quickly ahead of her, his annoyance making him impatient, and his much longer stride causing her to break into a trot to keep up with him. He stopped as he reached the main doors and took a deep breath before turning to her and pulling her into a close hug which just about squeezed the last remaining breath out of her body.
�Well, it�s a damn good thing Malfoy�s not going as Luke Skywalker,� he said, obviously trying to put on a brave face for her. �Can you imagine the idea that would give to the others?�
Hermione forced a smile and nodded nervously, hoping sincerely that none of the Muggle born students actually got around to telling Ron who the Princess actually ended up with in the later movies.

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Another short little chapter, but otherwise Halloween would have been so long it wouldn�t have been funny. As it is the Feast will take up 2 more chapters. To think when I first started this I had the pair of them in bed by about chapter 7. Ah well, such is life. By Christmas I promise!
It is almost the end of my vacation and I feel I hardly got anything done; a day spent sitting in Immigration with my note pad, scribbling ideas, and two nights of dance recitals and its all over. I had printed out all my reviews (you wonderful people) intending to reply, and that hasn�t happened either.
Thanks again to all of you!
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