The White Rose

Chapter 4: Of Kisses and Other Fun Stuff...

By the next morning it seemed the whole school knew that Harry and Diana were going to the dance together.

It was a beautiful fall morning. Harry, Hermione, and Diana were at breakfast. Hermione was reading a very thick book, and Diana and Harry were talking to each other.

"Where's Ron?" Hermione asked, looking up from her book. "He never misses a meal."

"I was just wondering that, too," Harry replied.

"Why do you ask? Is there something you're not telling us?" Diana said, with an evil grin. Harry figured she knew something he didn't.

"Stop trying to hook me up with Ron. It's not going to happen!" Hermione said, then dug her nose back into her very thick book.

"That's what you think," Diana said, winking at Harry. Harry thought it was kind of cute.

"Diana, Harry!" They both looked over to see Ron come running in.

"What's wrong?" Diana asked. Ron plopped down right across from her, gasping for air.

"He's. . . going. . . to. . . ask. . .you," he said, pointing at Diana, then collapsed onto the table.

"Right, okay. Um, who's going to ask me what?" Diana looked confused.

"Malfoy. . . is going to ask you. . . to the dance," Ron muttered into the table. Luckily, Diana and Harry managed understand what he was saying.

"Oh! Draco! The one who looks like he uses five bottles of hair gel on his hair everyday," Diana sniggered

"That's the one," Harry sighed.

Draco walked into the Great Hall, and walked right over to Diana.

"Hello Diana, how are you doing?" He smiled smugly.

"I'm very well, thank you. How about you?" She smiled at him.

"I'm very well also. I was kind of wondering if you would like to go to the Halloween dance with me," he said, glaring at Harry.

"I'm sorry Draco, I'm going with Harry. But I'll save you a dance if you like," Diana said politely.

"Maybe," he said coldly, and then walked away.

"You are too nice for your own good. Was it you or Professor Snape that was adopted? You two can't be related," Ron lifted his head off the table, and took a bite of toast.

Harry looked at Diana, and Diana began to laugh at Ron . ***

"I see death, my child," Professor Trelawney said, staring at Harry's palm.

Diana walked over and began to take a look at Harry's hand. "Are you on some kind of drug?! I don't see death!"

"Oh, then please, tell us what you see, Miss Snape," Trelawney said, very irritated. Harry was used to Trelawney telling him that he was going to die, and then someone debating with her if he was or was not.

"Fine! I will!" she said, in a snotty voice. She grabbed Harry's hand from Trelawney, and started to stare at it. "You'll have beautiful wife, two wonderful children, and I don't see him dying till he's old."

"What about his near future?" she asked Diana. By that time everyone was watching.

"Well, I see the girl that he's going to the Halloween dance beating her uncle over the head for making her take this class," She glared at Professor Trelawney. The whole class was laughing.

"Very funny Miss Snape," she said walking away, not at the least bit amused. Everyone in the class went back to what they were doing before.

Harry looked at Diana, who was still staring at his palm. "Did you really see that? I mean the thing about my future, not the whole you changing your class thing," Harry asked.

Diana looked up from his hand. "Yeah!"

"What else do you see?" he asked, staring into Diana's eyes.

She then returned to studying his hand. "Your going to save someone in the near future, someone you care about," she said looking back up at him.

They began to stare into each other's eyes. Then, they started to lean in closer, and closer. Then Harry fell out of his chair. Diana laughed at him.

"Here," She stood up and held out her hand. As Harry pulled himself up, their lips locked. Then they stared into each other's eyes for a while after that. "You have pretty eyes," Diana said.

"So do you," Harry said. Diana blushed, and they both sat down. They didn't say anything to each other.

Minutes later Ron came running over. "Why aren't you two talking?"

"No reason," Harry said quickly.

"What's going on?" Ron said, with a grin.

"Nothing, nothing, we're not hiding anything," Diana smiled at Ron. ***

"Oh please! What are you hiding from me Harry?" Ron asked, sitting down next to him.

"Shhh! Potions is about to begin!" Harry said. He couldn't believe what he was saying.

"You hate Potions! Plus, Snape isn't here yet," he said, rolling his eyes.

"Come to think of it, where are Diana and Hermione?" Harry asked, staring at the two empty chairs on his left.

"I don't know. Tell me, oh please!" Ron begged.

Harry leaned over and whispered in Ron's ear. "You can't tell anyone," Harry said, his face getting red.

"You kissed her!" Ron whispered.

" Shhh!"

"I don't see why you wouldn't tell me," Ron grinned.

Snape walked into the class. "That's why," Harry pointed to Professor Snape.

"Oh. . . I see your reasoning well," Ron sniggered.

"Professor Snape! Did you hear? Your precious niece is going to the dance with Harry Potter," Draco said, very loudly, so the whole class could hear.

"Yes Mr. Malfoy, I too read ‘Teen Beat,'" he said, just as Hermione and Diana came running in the door. He eyed Harry.

"You never told me you read ‘Teen Beat'. I always thought that was a magazine for teen girls," Diana said, sitting down next to Harry. The class laughed.

"If you're finished Diana, I would like to start class," Snape said. Diana smiled. "After Monday, I have decided that you need to learn the antidote for laughing potion." Diana raised her hand. "No Diana! Just because you did this last year doesn't mean you're not, not going to do it now." Diana's hand went down.