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The Halloween Ball	By : rush22 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 8204 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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*The usual disclaimer
applies to this chapter in the same why that it has applied to the ones that
came before. Thanks to the reviews keep em� coming!
I�ve decided to make the chapters shorter in order to be able to post them
faster seeing how there was a huge time gap between some of my posting. So here it is, the new chapter�
enjoy and lemme know what you think!

Jamie

Chapter 5

The halls
of Hogwarts were quiet as the girls made their way to the Great Hall for the ball.
Everyone else it seemed had already made their way in as there was a muffled
sound of music and laughter coming from behind the doors of the cavernous Hall.
The girls stopped to inspect each other one last time before entering the Hall.

�Okay remember that Ron and Harry said they�d be dressed as
pirates so we should try to look for them. Since they don�t know who we are
going as maybe we can have some fun with them?� Ginny waggled her eyes at
Hermione from behind her mask.

�Gin, what
if this doesn�t work?� Hermione asked,
referring to her soon to be attempt at seducing a Professor.

�I�m not
even going to know what he�s going to be dressed up as. For all I know I could
be coming on to Neville!�

�Mione, you�re the smartest
witch of all time, I�m sure you�ll be able to figure this one out, just follow
your heart.�

�Thanks
Gin,� Hermione said, hugging her best friend, �Let�s go.�

The girls
pushed open the heavy double doors leading into the Hall and noticed that the
party was already in full swing. There were students everywhere dressed as just
about everything. There were students dressed up as famous people, animals, and
ghosts, you name it and it was there. Hermione felt Ginny pull on her hand
motioning over to where the buffet table was.

Following
Ginny�s line of sight, Hermione�s eyes rested on the most ridiculous sight she
had ever seen. There were two pirates standing there, one with black dreadlocks
and beads in his hair the other with shaggy orange hair and a bandanna tied
over his head, both with their masks secured on their faces. If the girls had
any doubts that it was Harry and Ron, all were laid to rest when they say the
orange haired one shovel food into his mouth. Laughing to each other the girls
made their way over to the table.

�Ahoy m�ladys,� crooned Harry, �And who might ye be?�

Ginny stuck
out her hand in an elegant gesture befitting the Queen of Egypt, �I am
Cleopatra, and this is my friends Aphrodite.�

Hermione smiled demurely
behind her golden half mask as she offered her hand to the boys both of whom
were appraising her look. Ron placed a chaste kiss to her hand. The girls
talked to Ron and Harry for a while longer as the boys tried to guess who they
were. Ginny just giggled and pulled Harry onto the dance floor promising to
reveal herself to him later. Ron pulled Hermione on to the dance floor not
wanting to be out done by Harry and began to spin her about the floor making
small talk as the went about the room.

Hermione was only half
listening to Ron as he babbled on about god knows what. For someone who had
been so close to her for the past seven years, it was slightly comforting to
know that her costume was so good even her best friend couldn�t tell it was
her. Hermione let out a small laugh at the thought. Ron must have thought that
it was about something he had just said because he began pulling her closer.

Gently
pushing him away she made the excuse of needing a break to let her feet rest
motioning to the shoes that adorned her feet. Taking her leave, Hermione made
her way towards the edge of the dance floor to better survey the crowed and
search for her target. She looked around but no one had particularly caught her
interest thus far. She spotted Dumbledore, though he wasn�t that hard to miss.
The Headmaster had opted to attend the Ball dressed as the Harley Davidson man
himself. His long white braided beard contrasted with the leather that he was
wearing. �My god, are those chaps� Hermione thought to herself before shaking
her head in laughter.

Dumbledore
was the only teacher she had recognized thus far. Clearly Dumbledore had
ordered the other teachers to be incognito as to blend in with the students.
While standing looking for Severus, Hermione couldn�t help but feel a sense of
doubt everything. What if he refused her, in public no less? Her self doubts
began to surface as she was surveying the floor.

Severus had entered the Great Hall
with the rest of the student population not wanting to make a scene coming by himself. Immediately he disliked the music that was being
played. A mixture of wizard and muggle music was being broadcasted and none of
it was up to his tastes. He sighed as he realized how he used to listen to
bands like the Stones and the Who when he was this age. Suddenly he felt old,
old and ridiculous in costume hoping to find a girl that was almost half his
age.

Looking
about the room Severus was shocked to see some of the costume choices the
students chose to wear. There were several girls who displayed plunging
necklines or barely there costumes; he hoped that Hermione was not one of them.
�No she wouldn�t be, she�s to smart for
that,� he thought to himself.

Severus
continued to scan the room. Several times he was approached by various females
and asked to dance. Wanting to deduct house points for the gall, he had to hold
himself back remembering that he wasn�t supposed to be known. Dumbledore had
made that very clear during the staff meeting. The Headmaster would be the only
teacher that was visible to the students, other than that the rest of the staff
were given a rare opportunity to enjoy the event, unless there were any severe
occurrences that needed to be dealt with by other staff members. Severus in
particular was told to enjoy himself.

After about an hour of searching Severus was about to give up and
head back to his rooms. He had paced back and forth along the perimeter
of the room and had yet to spot anyone who could be remotely taken for
Hermione. Silently fuming at his lack of success he began stalking towards the
door when a hand on his shoulder stopped him.

�My dear boy, leaving so soon
Severus?� came the voice of the Headmaster.

�I�ve
fulfilled my duties here Headmaster, I�ll be returning to my rooms for the
night,� replied Severus in his usual clipped tone.

�Ah Severus, I believe that my
request for you this night was to enjoy yourself, and I�m sure that you haven�t
been able to do that within the hour so please, humor an old man and stay a bit
longer. Perhaps you�ll find something you�ll like over by the beverage table?� The
Headmaster�s eyes twinkled as he spoke, inclining his hear towards the bar
before walking away.

Severus
shrugged his shoulders in defeat; he�d stay a bit longer though he�d heed the
Headmaster and go get himself a drink. Making his way towards the beverage
table he noticed that there was someone already standing there looking much
like he was.

Severus
took in the sight of the woman, for she looked like none of students possibly
could. He could tell that she was at the
bar looking intently around for god knows who or what.

It was hard to say what Severus
took notice of first about her. She was wearing gold sandals that laced up her
long shapely legs and had on a pure white toga that fell to her mid thighs, but
wasn�t short enough to be considered scandalous in anyway. Her toga was
accented by gold ropes that bisected her waist and criss-crossed
underneath her breasts accentuating their fullness. Her bronze skin was
decorated by what looked like a dusting of gold and several thin bracelets that
were about her wrists. Her face too was highlighted by gold make-up and a small
gold half mask, but not enough to make her look gauche. She was the most
intriguing person he had seen thus far tonight and he was heading towards her
direction.

�Good
evening,� he said as he approached her.

�Hello,� the woman replied
rather coyly.

�Interesting costume you have
there, who might you be?� he asked the woman.

�Oh this, well it�s kind of silly
really, well I�m supposed to be the goddess

Aphrodite,� she replied demurely.

Severus let out a hearty chuckle,
�Well, we sort of match then, you as the beautiful Greek goddess, and I Mars,
the Roman god of War.�

He could tell that the woman was
blushing at his comment about them being dressed almost like a couple. Severus
offered to get her a drink and she nodded nibbling on her lower lip in
response. Severus stared at her for a moment. �Could it be her?� he thought to himself. Hermione was the only
person he knew that would nibble on her lip like that. Dumbledore. Severus thought back to what the crazy old man had said to him a
few moments before about finding something he�d like
over here. Glancing to where the Headmaster was standing, he locked eyes with
the man. Dumbledore nodded as if to answer Severus� silent question. It was
Hermione.

Turning back to Hermione and
forgetting about the drinks he asked her to dance.

Hermione was getting frustrated at
her apparent failure and was about to leave when Dumbledore made his way over
to where she was standing.

�Hermione my dear, splendid
costume!� said the always cheerful elder man.

�Thank you Headmaster, I must
say yours is very fitting as well,� she smiled as she spoke to the elder man
remembering his love of motorcycles bizarre as it may be.

�I noticed that you were a bit
fidgety, is there something or someone you were looking for?�

Hermione looked at the
Headmaster with a weary smile, not really sure how she should answer him with
out giving herself or her intentions away.

�Not really sir,� she smiled.

Dumbledore�s eyes were
twinkling madly at her.

�Don�t worry Hermione, or should I
call you Aphrodite? Have a drink, stay a while, you
never know who may come along.�

Hermione could do nothing but stare
like a gaping fish at the retreating form of Dumbledore as he disappeared back
into the crowd. After regaining her composure, she began to scan the crowd
again until her eyes rested one person making his was though the crowd towards
her.

The man was tall with dark hair,
but she couldn�t place him as anyone she knew specifically from her classes.
She could tell that the man was busy checking her out for lack of less crass
words and for some reason that was turning her on.

He was dressed almost like herself with the exception that his toga was more of a tunic
in a deep wine color. He was also wearing a burnished silver breast plate with
a short black cape attached to the back. She could tell that he had an athletic
build judging by his well build arms and long muscular legs. He carried a shield
with symbols that she vaguely recognized as Roman in their origins. His mask
while it covered the top half of his face, still showed his eyes and she
couldn�t help but get lost in them. Inky pools of darkness stared back at her;
and for a moment she entertained the thought that she could be staring back at
Severus.

They made small talk for a while;
the man introduced himself as Mars the Roman God of War. The wheels in
Hermione�s head began turning. Roman God of War, Roman, Severus�
ancestry is Roman, War, tall, dark eyes. Her mind was spinning out of control
with all the possibilities. Suddenly the realization that it was a very good
chance that she was talking Severus made Hermione very excited.

�Mars� hand on her arm brought her
out of her reverie.

�Would you care to dance with
me Aphrodite?� he asked softly.

Hermione smiled at him. �I
would love to.�

** this is just a
repost, in my apparent haste to post this chapter last night I didn�t catch a
big mistake, Ares is Greek and Mars is the Roman counterpart. I�m going to
admit that I�m an idiot considering that I took a class in mythology last semester.
Thanks to Lanjan
for pointing that out to me and not being an ass about it! Thanks man, you
rock! Hopefully I�ll have another chapter posted within a day or two!

jamie
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