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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4416850/3/As she descended into the common room, Hermione found most of the house waiting for her, paired off into couples with the younger years muttering and glaring as they perched on couches and tables. A goodly number of them seemed to be shooting glances her way and she understood why when Harry waved to get her attention. "Err, Hermione? Your… date… is here."
Ah. That explained a lot. Hermione crossed the room to where Harry was waiting with who she assumed was Padma. After all, Parvati likely would have been bragging about snagging the Boy-Who-Lived as a date if it was her… but on the other hand, wouldn't she have complained if her own sister stole such a prestigious date for herself? Further contemplation of the issue came to a halt when Harry and Padma stepped to one side and she caught her first glimpse of Luna.
Hermione shook her head in mute disbelief. Evidently, Luna had taken her vow of being 'a perfect gentleman' seriously. Her outfit reminded Hermione of a muggle tuxedo adapted for a female form, a skirt and petticoat replacing the pants and black and white tights beneath that covering Luna's legs. There wasn't that much leg to show, though, with black high-heeled boots that came up to just below her knee and pushed her up so she'd be pretty much the same height as Hermione herself. She wore a top hat with a glossy silver band, matching the silver bow tie of her tuxedo shirt.
It was, all things considered, painfully adorable.
"Hullo, Hermione." Luna grinned and reached behind her, her hand emerging with the promised corsage. Hermione offered up her left hand obediently and took the opportunity to inspect her new fashion accessory as Luna slid it onto her wrist. With three perfect white roses accompanied by a number of smaller white blossoms, it was simple, tasteful, and beautiful. Something, given her bizarre taste in clothing and jewelry, Hermione honestly hadn't expected from Luna. "I tried making a corsage out of radish flowers, but it didn't go with our robes."
Hermione tried her best to determine whether the younger blonde was kidding or not.
She honestly couldn't tell.
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