The Yule Ball, Revised Part 2

Note: This is a work of fanfiction, not anything else. All rights to Harry Potter belong to J.K. Rowling. This was originally published on under my penname of TheTruthIsInsideOfYou

Chapter 2 

Harry gently put his arm around Hermione’s waist and pulled her to his side

‘It feels, so good, almost perfect to have her here. But who am I kidding, she probably doesn’t like me in that way.’ he thought. ‘But then again she did dance with you and she let you comfort her.’

Hermione was surprised when she felt Harry’s arm snake around her waist, but she liked it nonetheless. ‘ Hmm, Harry put his arm around my waist. It feels perfect. Oh but who am I kidding, Harry probably doesn’t even think of me that way.’ ‘But then again he fought Ron and chose me over him. And she said I was beautiful.’ Hermione smiled and put her head on his shoulder.

Harry and Hermione walked up to the seventh floor, both deep in thought about the person walking next to them. As they approached the portrait of the Fat Lady, Harry slowed down his walk.

“Harry, what’s wrong?” asked a worried Hermione as she turned to look at him.

” Nothing ‘Mione, I’m just wondering what will happen in there when Ron sees me. He’s already mad at me for fighting with him once, I don’t want to have to beat him up.” Harry said this all in a small voice while pain flashed across his eyes.

“Oh Harry!” was all Hermione said as she enveloped him and another hug. ” I know you hate losing your first friend, but if he does do something we can’t stop it. He’s a little too thickheaded sometimes. He’ll get over it Harry, I know he will.” Hermione said this but inside she knew Ron Weasley would probably never forgive Harry for this. She knew Ron fancied her, but she only ever saw him as her annoying little brother. Ron would feel like Harry was stealing something that rightfully belonged to him.

Harry couldn’t think of anything to say and just hugged Hermione tighter. She always knew what was wrong with Harry. No matter how hard he tried, she could read him like a book. He knew Hermione was just saying this, but it made him feel better. He knew Ron fancied Hermione and Ron would think that Harry stole his girl. Ron was always jealous of Harry because he was Harry Potter, The- Boy-Who-Lived. Harry was pretty sure that Hermione didn’t like Ron, but you could never be too sure with these kinds of things. “Thanks ‘Mione” he mumbled.

Hermione yawned and broke her hug with Harry. She took his hand and led him to the portrait.

“Fairy Lights” she said and the portrait swung open revealing an empty Common Room but for Ron Weasley. Harry and Hermione walked in, but Harry froze at the sight of Ron glaring daggers at him.

“Come on Harry, keep going.” Hermione whispered in his ear. She tentatively placed her free hand around his waist and led him throught the Common Room.

Ron, however, follwed her and stopped before they could walk up the staircases leading to the dormitory.

“So, Potter, you think you could take what’s mine. How dare you dance with Hermione! You knew I fancied her! But no, Harry Potter has to get what he wants always. Even my girl.” Ron was fuming a looked as though he might start to curse Harry soon.

“Ronald Weaseley! It was not like that! I never was “your girl”. I’m free to dance with whomever I choose!” Hermione was shaking with rage and indignation. She felt a hand squeeze hers and only because Harry was there did she not explode.

“Ron! I for one don’t recall Hermione ever being “your girl”. Not to mention you made Hermione cry tonight and ruined the celebrations. Because of your short temper, I had to waste time looking for Hermione when I could have been dancing with her or chatting with Krum. Not only that, but Hermione doesn’t belong to anyone! She’s a human, a beautiful woman, not some piece of meat! Now if you will excuse us, I will escort my date to her room.” and with that Harry tried to sidestep Ron.

Ron simply raised his wand and shouted “Conjunctivitis!

Harry was too quick “Protego!” A shield erupted in front of Hermione and Harry. The blue jet of light from the curse rebounded and hit Ron’s eyes. He stumbled backwards in an almost comic way. ‘Crack!’ Ron’s head had hit the steps and he passed out.

At that moment Professor McGonagall appeared and saw Harry’s shield spell dissipate. Harry looked to Hermione and was relieved that she was unharmed, merely shaken. He gave her a tight hug and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“Mr. Potter! Please explain this!” she said her mouth in a very thin line.

“Professor, it’s not what it looks like! Ron here accosted Hermione and I, blocked the entrance to the dormitories and started yelling at me for taking “his girl”, Hermione and dancing with her. Then he threw the Conjunctive curse. But I used a shield spell to protect ‘Mione and me. The curse rebounded and hit him and he lost his balance.” Harry answered sadly. He felt himself start to shake but found Hermione’s hand and tightly clasped it in his.

” He’s telling the truth Professor. I’m glad that Harry had the quick reflexes to shield us, or who knows what would have happened to Ron.” Hermione said. Harry gave her hand a squeeze and turned towards McGonagall.

” Mr. Potter, I must commend you on your quick thinking although I wish it did not have to have been necessary. I wish Mr. Weasley had more sense. I will take him to the Hospital Wing and explain the situation to the family. Now, I suggest you and Miss Granger head to bed.” McGonagall smiled softly towards the couple and with a wave of her wand had Ron on a stretcher on his way to the infirmary.


So, that’s chapter 2. I am aware that this most likely does not sound like my writing as I wrote it in high school.  Pt 1 Pt 3

The Yule Ball, Revised Pt 1

Note: This is a work of fanfiction, not anything else. All rights to Harry Potter belong to J.K. Rowling. This was originally published on under my penname of TheTruthIsInsideOfYou


Chapter 1

Harry felt himself tear in two inside. He couldn’t believe what Ron had just said. Ron had just openly said that Hermione only went to the Yule Ball with Krum and that was “fraternizing with the enemy”. Harry wanted to agree with Ron due to the fact that he wanted to tear Krum limb from limb because he took his Hermione to the ball. But Harry also knew he wanted to comfort his best friend, his real best friend. Not the one who had shunned Harry when his name came out of the Goblet, not the one who wanted to be Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, but the one who saw Harry. The one who saw a normal 14 year old boy who hated to write essays and do his Potions homework. Hermione, the one who always there for Harry no matter what.

“Harry! What was she thinking doing that? She knows Krum is the enemy, but she still goes to the Ball with him? Honestly, I thought she had sense. Harry! Are you even paying attention!” Ron fumed. He was red-faced and shaking dangerously.

“How could you be so insensitive! She’s probably off crying in a loo again! Where did she go? Huh, what were you saying Ron? I was thinking of where Hermione had run off too. I need to find her. There is no way she is doing alright now!” Harry exclaimed, looking around in panic.


Harry’s refexes were too quick. He had Ron in a headlock before his fist had reached halfway to Harry.

“Well, Ron. I’ll tell you why I stick up for my best friend. Hermione has been my friend since I was eleven! She’s always stood by me even when no one else has! She only had the broomstick taken because she believed, rightly so that Sirius sent me the broom. We thought he was a murderer during that time. Sure, I was mad, but I know her heart was in the right place! She went to Yule Ball with Victor Krum because he asked her before I got a chance to. Hermione was there with me from facing Quirell to the basalisk to freeing Buckbeak. And she didn’t desert me this year because she knew I wouldn’t put name inside the Goblet. She means everything to me! Hermione has done more for me than anyone else. You know what you don’t even deserve an explanation Ron” Harry spat out this last part.

Harry let his “friend” go and went to go look for Hermione. Harry had spent a good half hour looking for Hermione everywhere before he decided to speed his search along.

Accio Mauraders Map” It was a few minutes before the parchment map appeared in front of him.

I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good” Harry’s eyes datred around the map frantically. He scanned the map for about five minutes until he found Hermione. She was in the girl’s lavatory where they had first became friends. ‘I should have known’ thought Harry. He solemnly walked up to the girls lavatory. He opened the main door of the lavatory.

“H-Hello?” called out a sobbing voice. “Is anyone there?”

“Hermione?” called Harry tentatively. He could feel himself cracking inside upon hearing her crying voice.

“Harry, go away! I don’t need you to rub it in my face that you’re siding with Ron on this. I know you don’t really care. So go away!” Hermione sobbed from inside the stall.

Harry felt his heart breaking for her. He didn’t know how to tell her she was wrong. He slumped down against the outside of the stall.

“Her-Hermione, I know you don’t believe me, but I came here to see if you were okay. Ron was wrong. As usual. He was just jealous that you got asked by Victor Krum. He doesn’t understand that you can go to a ball with someone while being their friend.” Harry hoped she would hear the hurt in his voice. He was hurting for her. His heart broke as he heard the next words.

“Harry don’t even try to pretend. Tommorow you and Ron will be back to normal, treating me like crap.” She sobbed, yet even as she said this she opened the door to the stall allowing Harry to see her. Harry was distraught inside. ‘I’ve really done it now, she thinks I hate her.’

Harry slowly crawled up to Hermione and picked her up. ” Hermione, Ron and I fought. We-We fought over you.” Hermione backed up slightly at this.

” He doesn’t believe I should be here with you. I don’t think I want to be his friend. He has hurt me and my best friend waay to much. Despite what Ron says and has said you do the right thing even if I do get mad at you for it. I don’t blame you for it. I forgive you for all of it. All I ask of you is that you forgive me for what I did to hurt you. I don’t think that I deserve it because I’ll probably end up fighting with you again, but please forgive me.”

Hermione’s eyes widened at this and she ran into his open arms. The bushy-haired witch started crying harder than before and Harry started to rub her back in circles and drew her to him as close as he could.

“Harry, of course I forgive you!” she said. Her face then fell ” I’m sorry I ruined your night Harry” she whispered. She hugged him tighter, if possible. He brushed the tears from her eyes.

“Hermione, you couldn’t ruin my night if you tried. Tonight was good, but for one thing. I never got to ask the most beautiful witch at Hogwarts to dance.” He brushed the tears from her eyes. He smiled gently down at her, hoping he would get his hidden invitation.

Hermione’s face fell completely after he said this. Her hug stiffened and she started to let Harry go and turn away, but Harry stopped her.

“You don’t want to dance with me?” he asked, looking slightly hurt.

“But Harry, I’m- I’m not beautiful? Why would you want to dance with me?” she asked, looking happier but still confused.

” Hermione, you, you are beautiful. No matter what anyone says. You’re the most beautiful person I know. You’re the smartest person I know and you’re caring. You love to learn and when you start to teach you get this, this fiery look in your eyes. Your eyes are the prettiest color I’ve ever seen, apart from mine, of course.” he said with a goofy grin. She smacked him lightly on the arm.

“Harry, I’d -I’d love to dance with you.” she said in a shy voice and looking down while at the same time hugging him with all her might.

“Well then Miss Granger, I suggest we head to the Great Hall so as to be able to have that dance.” Harry stepped away from Hermione and offered her his left hand. She took his hand in hers and they made their way to the Great Hall.

Harry’s thoughts were going a mile a minute. ‘This is Hermione. I’m holding hands with Hermione! I’m going to dance with Hermione! I wonder if she’s as nervous about this as I am. But at the same time I don’t want to make a fool out of myself in front of her. Oh to hell with it. This is Hermione! She’d probably just laugh and teach me’

Hermione’s insides were squirming because this was it. The time when she got dance with Harry. Right now she was holding hands with the boy in question and was walking to the Great Hall to dance with him.

As Harry and Hermione walked into the Great Hall, they noticed there were only a few couples there.

“Hermione, are you okay with dancing? Cause if you don’t want people to see you with me, I I’d understand. I mean you did have a-” The rest of Harry’s sentence was cut off as Hermione put her finger over his lips.

“Harry, I went with Victor as a favor. I really would like to dance with you. In fact I hoped I could today…” her voice trailed off. Harry smiled and kissed her finger.

“Well then Hermione, I suggest we get dancing.” Harry held out his hand, took Hermione’s in his and put his other hand on her waist. The music began: it was a slow, romantic tune. Both Harry and Hermione were surprised at how well they danced together. They never seemed out of step with each other and avoided stepping on toes.

“Well Hermione, I don’t know how you did it, but somehow I’ve avoided stepping on your toes. It’s kind of like we know what the other is going to do beforehand.” Harry said, smiling goofily.

“Ha ha. Predicting the movements? I think we’re just… familiar with how the other moves. I know it sounds odd, but I think this has happened before. I just shows how much we know about the other. And how much I trust you.” Hermione replied looking longingly up at Harry.

The couple danced for a few more songs. Hermione was beginning to get sleepy and she laid her head onto Harry’s shoulder and sighed.

“Are you okay ‘Mione?” Harry asked, looking at her seriously as he wrapped his arms around her.

“Yeah, I’m just tired.” she mumbled. ” But I don’t want to leave your arms.” she barely whispered. Harry barely caught this but because she was resting on his shoulder, right below his ear he did.

“And I don’t want you to.” he whispered back, “but you’re almost too tired to stay awake so we’re going to the common room.”

So, that’s all for this post. I’ll have the rest of the chapters up so on Friday I can have the newest one up.

Pt 2 

The Top 5 Books for Novel Writers

The Top 5 Books for Novel Writers

So, for this week’s Monday Musings I am talking about my top 5 books for novel writers. Not that they won’t help other writers as well, but these books are especially helpful to those who are writing novels. I have not been compensated in any way for the listing of these book and resources, they are my opinions.

  1. Outlining Your Novel & Outlining Your Novel Workbook

This book by writing guru K.M. Weiland helped to turn me from a pantser to a plotter. I honestly don’t remember where I heard about this book, but it helped me go from a nebulous idea of a novel to a healthy 20,200 words in two weeks of writing. I count the workbook as part of this book as it helps to use both in conjunction while outlining your novel.

2. Crafting Novels and Short Stories

This book, put together through many of Writers Digest editors and full of essays, opinions, and segments on the Writers Life, is full of useful insights and tips from writers who have been where you are. I find it especially helpful when I’m trying to remember things like POV, description and revision methods. From the beginning novelist to the successful author, this book has tips, tricks and anecdotes to help you along. I’ve found that it was especially helpful in reading about overcoming writers block.

3. On Writing 

Stephen King’s memoir about the craft has been an iconic book on many a writers shelf since it came out in 2000. I find that his book inspires me to keep writing and also helps me to take in one of the masters of the crafts advice to the novelist. His memoir and advice book is an essential on every writers shelf.

4. No Plot, No Problem 

Chris Baty, the founder of NaNoWriMo wrote this book as a guide to writing a book in 30 days. While I have yet to master the writing of a full novel in a month I find the tips that he shares to be helpful, especially when it seems so easy to make an excuse for not writing. I find his week-by-week guide to be helpful even if I do expand it to longer than  a week for each section.

5. Structuring Your Novel & Structuring Your Novel Workbook

Again, K. M. Weiland has scored with an impressive and essential book. While most authors and novelists have a good grasp of story structure, she explains it in a way that is both easy to understand and to implement. The workbook helps to put the understanding of structure into your hands. When used in combination with the Outlining Your Novel books, these provide an easy grasp of how to craft your novel.


So, that’s it for my list of the top 5 books for novel writers. What are your top 5 books for novelists? Next week on Monday Musings: The Top 10 Resources for Writers.

An Apology to Readers

Hello there readers. I know I’ve been practically absent from the blog this month. There is a good reason for that, and as unhappily as I say this, I’ve been ill. I’ve spent most of this month driving across the state of New Mexico to various doctor’s offices, appointments and procedures. With that being the case I haven’t had a day free to write in over two weeks. As I write this, I’m waiting in the gastroenterologist’s office. I will be settling down next month, starting summer classes at my university and hopefully having more time to write. Tomorrow I’ll be making a four hour drive back home before I do laundry, prepare my medical paperwork and head off again for the last round of appointments this month. And in apology for this wait I’d like to outline what will happen with the Red Dragon Creative Writing blog next month:

I will be doing a series of posts on the most valuable resources for writers, for the Monday Musings postings, on Writing Wednesdays I’ll be talking more about character building and world-building. Even if you are writing a story based in the modern age world-building is still a crucial aspect of the writing process. And finally for Fandom Fridays I’ll have the next four chapters of my story as well as the first six chapters that were hosted on I will be posting my Fandom Friday updates on this blog as well as the actual chapters on

Aside from that, I plan on adding a new posting segment as I am currently working through the writing of a non-fiction book. I’ll have the resources I used to plan, what I’ve found both frustrating and helpful, as well as extras from my forthcoming book. They say write what you know, so I’ll be putting together a college guide for those who have chronic illness like myself. Over the last few years I’ve learned so much about how to navigate college with a chronic illness and I hope to share that with readers who, like me, have found themselves suffering as they try to make it to every class.

As I’ve learned these last few weeks, trying to stay connected while driving hundreds of miles in circles around a desert state is impossible. I had planned on writing this letter on Monday, when I arrived in town, but the sheer exhaustion made it impossible until today.


Fandoms and FanFiction 

Fandoms and FanFiction 

Now, everyone out there has a television show that they love. One that they watch every week, and never miss. The same with popular books and series of books. For example, Harry Potter has one of the largest fandoms out there. What comes with fandoms is FanFiction.

FanFiction is when fans of a show, book, or movie write a story using either their own original characters or those in the story already. It is on of the highest forms of flattery in my opinion. What I want to talk about this Friday is why FanFiction is so stigmatized. There is an opinion out there by some that those who write FanFiction are somehow less than those who write original stories. I say however, that it is more complicated to write. You have to use the rules and characterizations already in use from the story and use them to make your own story.

I myself, have written a rather large number of FanFiction stories. Now, as of right now they are mostly unfinished due to a lack of ideas for their plot. It’s not that I have not wanted to finish them, just that I didn’t have the right idea. My goal is to finish these stories by the end of the year.

Now, why would I admit to having unfinished stories? Because I intend to finish them and also because FanFiction is what helped me to learn how to write compelling characters and how to use plot to help change characters. We all know that Monk wouldn’t go from being nearly agoraphobic, obsessive compulsive, and in love with his late wife, into a healthy relationship with his assistant. That’s where plot and character interact. And writing FanFiction has helped me to see how to make changes that are accepted, that one event doesn’t change a character from one end of a spectrum to another, but rather a series of events that change characters. Now, I want you to try it. Take your favorite character and write a story that changes them. Remember that big changes, sudden changes, those are about as unbelievable as Snape going from hating Harry to his adopted father overnight.

When I started reading fan fiction I thought that it would all be weird and badly written. It turns out that some of the most memorable and best written stories I’ve seen were from fan written stories. I have spent more time in the world of Harry Potter reading fanfiction then reading the actual books. Now, I’m planning on writing Fanfiction on Fridays, you know catchy name and all. I’ll be posting the chapters here and on my account.

My first experience with fanfiction was to hear about it on the Mugglecast podcast and then to read some, and I’m sorry to the authors of these, bad fanfiction. Then I heard about My Immortal , and was hooked. It was the greatest story because it was so bad. I even wrote a few stories of my own. The first one I wrote was for the X-Files, my favorite TV show ever. Now I’ve written stories for Monk, X-Files, Law and Order SVU, CSI, and Harry Potter. My goal is to finish all of my stories by the end of the year. It helps me to have more than one project to work on, so when I have writers block I can keep writing, but something else so my mind can ruminate on the problem in the other story. Starting this week: I will work on my Harry Potter stories first. For some reason, those two stories seem to be the most popular of my works.

The Mistake You’re Making: How to Work On More than One Project at A Time

The Mistake You’re Making: How to Work On More than One Project at A Time


Should I write more than one project at a time?

This question is one that is often posed to writers and the subject of a lot of debate in the writing world. Personally, I suggest working on more than one project at once. There are three reasons for this:

  1. Sometimes you just can’t write the next part of your story. Either you need to research, you had to change something or you can’t find the inspiration to write it.
  2. Especially as a new, unpublished writer, it helps to build a following if you can write short stories, poems, and blog posts that will be seen by a wider audience so when you do have something published you’ll have established readership.
  3. Writing Contests! These are great ways to get your work out there in an established publication, and you have clips if you work primarily on shorter stories or poems.
  4. I have too much going on in my head and sometimes it helps to write out my ideas.


My typical writing schedule looks like this:

Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday
Blog Post for Monday Current Novel in Progress Blog Post

Research Novel Aspects

Current Novel

Short Story

Blog Post

Current Novel

Stories for Contests

Magazine Submissions





Yes, I wrote outline three times on Saturday because as a reformed pantser, outlining has become one of the key tools in my writing arsenal.

I also recommend writing more than one project to prevent something I am all too familiar with: burnout. In writing my novel this April for Camp NaNoWriMo, I realized that while I was able to crank out about 2000-5000 words on my novel, it was draining. I love my story, but sometimes being too close in a world you created can make you want to write anything but what you’re working on. I find that if I run into writers block the best thing to do is to set the story aside, work on something else and let your story percolate in your brain. Your subconscious can be a huge help to working through those points you can’t think of, the things that just seem off until you have the flash of inspiration.

Now, while I may not work on my novel every day I am a huge proponent of writing every day. It has helped me create a schedule and a routine so that writing has become not only my job, but a part of the day that I treasure and try to make a priority unless I have a migraine attack and can’t get out of bed. Even then I try, and usually have to remind myself it’s okay to take a break if I can’t see straight.