"Can we tell Hagrid about Sirius?" Ron asked as they made their way to the back, where they expected to find Hagrid. "He knows about Buckbeak, just not the right way. *(Just the trio, not Harry/Hermione only)

Harry didn't answer until he and Hermione had slipped out of the portrait hole. Then, rolling his eyes, he said exasperatingly, "Hermione, it was your idea to write Lupin."

*Summer Ships Harry and Hermione!* "You're going to bed too!" Hermione exclaimed, forgetting to whisper. She grabbed his arm and attempted to pull him to the Boy's staircase, but he pulled her back.

Padma sat up. Where was she? She had been fighting! She threw the blanket off and grabbed her wand from beside her. She was about to run when somebody put their hand on her arm.

Harry grabbed her arm and pulled her into the entrance hall, where everyone was just starting to walk to Hogsmeade. "It's too bad Ron has detention," he said as they stepped outside and began the walk to Hogsmeade.

"Ah, Weaselbee," Draco said almost reminiscently. Ginny giggled. "A little bit," she admitted. "He's very prejudice." She took it, smiling a bit. "Yes, it was," she agreed. "I don't really think you're a jerk."

"Do you have to do it all now?" Harry asked, getting up, too. "We have 2 1/2 hours before dinner." Hermione gasped and started jerking her books out of her bag. "It's that late already? I've got hours of homework!"

"Eh, a bit. Not really. Come on," somebody was sliding their arm around her shoulders and helping her get up. Soon she was walking along, practically sleeping. She could tell they were going to Gryffindor Tower, because she recognized the familiar path

This is a series of Yule Ball stories featuring various couples at The Yule Ball in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.

"What does Ronald say?" Hermione snapped. "Maybe that we shouldn't have any work at all." Harry laughed. "Exactly. I'm not saying I agree with him. I know he's not right."