Of course, during the fight between Ron and Harry in fourth year wasn't the only time Hermione and Harry stuck together.

But hold on, I'm getting ahead of myself here.

Next thing we're visiting is The Yule Ball.

Hermione scribbled a few more words onto the parchment. "Hermione?" She was interrupted from her state of checking her essay. Hermione looked up. It was Harry.

"Yes, Harry?" Harry had her full attention.

"Will you go to the Yule Ball with me? As friends, of course." He told her.

Hermione laughed at Harry. "Calm down, Harry. Of course, I'll go." That triumphant smile on his face made Hermione giggle a little bit.

"Yes! Thanks, Hermione!" Harry loved seeing Hermione happy. After all, she was one of his best friends.

"It's no problem, Harry." Hermione adored that goofy grin he plastered on his face.

Harry walked up stairs after saying good night. Hermione, however, finished checking her homework. After making sure everything was perfect, she went upstairs to crash.

The next morning, Hermione was sitting down next to the fireplace, knitting more house elf hats, when Neville walked up to her.

"Hermione? I was wondering if you would go to the Ball with me?" Neville asked.

Hermione shook her head. "I'm sorry, Neville. I already have a date. But I think you should ask Ginny; she's been dying to go."

Neville brightened up. "Thanks Hermione! I'll ask her!"

Hermione chuckled at the departing boy and decided to go to the library.

As usual, she saw Krum. She and him have been talking, they became good friends. So it wasn't a surprise that he sat next to her.

"Her-my-ninny?" Krum tried to pronounce her name. "Will you go to the Ball with me?"

Hermione turned down his request, giving the same excuse she gave to Neville.

"No, sorry Victor. I already have a date."

Later, Hermione met up with Ron and Harry.

"Hey, Hermione, we both don't have dates, why don't you go with one of us?" Ron asked.

Hermione and Harry locked eyes. "...I'm already going with someone." She shook her head.

"Come on, we all know you only said that because you didn't want to go with Neville!" Ron rather rudely told her.

"I'll have you know that I am going with someone!" She hissed, face red with anger.

She grabbed her bag, spun on her heel, and left Harry and Ron.