《Percy Goes to Hogwarts - [Percy in Hogwarts Series:Book 1] ✓》Percy Jackson in Hogwarts(Percy Jackson and Harry Potter Fan Fiction)15
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I am really sorry for the late upload because I promised to post earlier!!!:)
Thanks to all of you who commented and voted for my last chapter:) And I love you all :):)
I am in Sri Lanka :):) and I got time to update the srody today :):)
Ok, back to the topic which is I am posting the 15th chapter now:):)
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Hermione's POV
I was thrilled to fo to the party was an understatement. When I reached my room Lavender was already choosing a dress for herself with help from Parvathi. Ron asked her to go with him. Harry had asked Ginny and I have no one to ask.
After few minutes Ginny came to help me with a dress telling that I should make the Slytherin's realise that I am not just a bookworm.
"Not all the Slytherin's", I said talking about Draco and Percy.
"I know.I am just talking in general",she said handing me a black knee length dress with two thin straps.
"You want me to wear this? This is too short",I said stairing at the dress.
"Seriously Hermione", Ginny said giving me a horrifeid look." This is fasion".
"Ok", I said knowing I am going to lose an argument against the red head if it is related to fasion.
After what felt like I walked down to the common room with Ginny next to me. She was wearing a green knee length dress with sleeves and her hair was tied up.
"You look beautiful", we both got compliments when we both reached the common room.
With Ginny, Harry,Lavender and Ron we walked towards the tower.
When we reached the entrance we could hear music playing. Candles were hung in the celling with magic which gave the only light in the room. Many people were dancing, some were having butterbeer and she could see some couples making out which she dismissed instantly.
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Soon they were greeted by a blonde guy with his arm around his best friends shoulder who was grinning at them with a mug of butterbeer in his hands.
We all greeted each other and congratulated them on winning. And I couldn't help but let my eyes wonder from head to toe as Percy stood infront of me. I had to admit and say that he looks good.
After the greetings we all went inside. Ginny and Harry went to dance floor after having one or to drinks, Lavender and Ron were whispering lovey dovy stuff to eachother at a corner to which I stayed far from as possible. Draco had left them when he was dragged to dance floor by some girl which suprisingly wasn't Pansy. And here she stood taking on the view with a mug of butterbeer in her hand.
"You look beautiful", said a velvety voice that made me turn the colour of beetroot.
"You don't look bad yourself", I said as I turned around to meet him at which he gave a small laugh in reply. He looked good with his jet black hair falling on his forehead and his green eyes full of excitement.
"Can I have this dance Miss Granger?", he asked olding his out to me with a smile on his face. At this I couldn't help but let a smile play on my lips.
"My pleasure, Mr. Jackson",I replied and put my hand on top of his hand. I couldn't help but feel funny in my stomach.
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It has been sometime since we started dancing and suddenly the loud music changed into a slow song. All the couples who were dancing held there partners closer and started dancing slowly. I could see Ginny and Harry dancing slowly in their own world along with Ron and Lavender who were not far away from them. To my suprise she saw Draco and the girl dancing slowly too.
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I looked at Percy who was looking at me with his arms around my waist. I smiled and held his shoulder slowly moving to the rythem together. I felt so happy and full as if my world is completed and I felt so right dancing next to him.
I looked straight into his sea green eyes which seemed to hold me for ever. And he too held my eye without blinking.He slowly leand a bit forward and I couldn't help but lean closer too. I couldn't help but realise how close we were. Our noses were almost touching and if I moved a tiny bit closer our lips will be touching. His eyes were still looking straight at my brown eyes.
I couldn't help but feel happy that he likes me too. And finaly he is going to kiss me.
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