Harry groaned as he felt something hit his head. The dark haired boy lifted his head and looked toward a blurry Neville.
"What?" He asked.
"Breakfast time, Harry. You coming?" Neville asked.
Harry dropped his head back into the pillow and moaned into it.
"Harry James Potter. I hope you don't expect me to walk down to the Great Hall and have breakfast alone?"
Harry smiled as he looked over toward the stairs and saw Hermione grinning at him. At least, it looked like a grin. The boy grabbed his glasses and put them on and rolled out of bed and saw Neville's eyes avert and walk out of the room as Hermione smirked at him, a bit of red dusting her face.
"I'd put you 'wand' away Harry."
Harry gave her a confused look before looking down. His eyes widened and he instinctively cover himself, even though nothing was showing and frowned at her.
"Hermione Granger." He said in a mock scolding tone.
"Harry Potter. Now that we have that figured out, let's get some breakfast." She turned and headed for the stairs before stopping and smirking again. "And here I thought 'wood' wasn't a morning person."
Harry threw a pillow at her that she ducked and headed down the stairs, laughing loudly. Harry just chuckled and dressed himself quickly, meeting Hermione down in the common room. She still had the same smirk on her face as she looked over him. Harry rolled his eyes and took her hand and the pair walked down to the Great Hall, not even paying attention until...
"Stupefy!"
"Protego!" Harry called with out hesitation.
He looked back and saw a livid Ron pointing his wand at Harry.
"What the hell do you think your doing?" Harry demanded.
Ron didn't say anything as a smirk appeared. It was then that Harry saw his eyes. Glazed over. He stepped between Ron and Hermione and locked eyes with Ron.
"Hermione. Go get Dumbledore. Ron's been Imperiused. I'll hold him here."
"Harry-" She started to protest, but Harry cut her off.
"Go!" He screamed as Ron raised his wand.
"Confringo!"
"Incendio!"
The two spells smashed into each other and exploded in the center of the Hall, leaving a massive burn and cracks on the ground beneath it. Harry stumbled back, but Ron managed to recover faster.
"Defodio!"
Harry ducked the gouging spell and looked in time to see it take the head off of one of the statues in the corridor. Harry gripped his wand tightly as he rose back to his feet, preparing himself.
"Furnunculus!"
"Finite Incantatem!"
Harry watched as his spell was nulled and looked up to see Ron preparing to send another.
"Lacarnum Inflamarae!"
Harry saw a rather large fireball flying toward him and ducked it, letting it smash into the wall behind him. He heard footsteps fast approaching and decided to take his chances.
"Stupefy!"
"Protego!"
Harry watched as his spell collided with the shield and rebounded into a wall. Ron gave a dark grin.
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What if [Harmione]
RomanceWhat would have happened if Harry had asked Hermione to the Yule Ball first? How different would things have been between them and how would the wizarding world be affected by a simple question? DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY IS NOT MINE THIS BELONGS TO The...