Author's Note – Hello everyone! This is a Draco/Hermione and Ginny/Blaise story. For the record, I am ignoring HBP, so Dumbledore is still alive here. Also, Hermione and Draco will NOT share a red and green common room, get engaged with an emerald and ruby ring and have twins of a girl and boy.

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"Stop gawking at me Ronald! You're making me sick!"

Ron blinked. Realising he had been staring, he hastily started to apologise. "Sorry… It's just that it looks so different Mione! Shiny, soft…"

"For the love of Merlin Ron, get over it! It's been like this for a week now!" Ginny snapped at her brother. She really did love him, but sometimes he was so irritating! How was she meant to enjoy her meal if Ron, who was sitting opposite her, was staring fixatedly at Hermione, who was sitting next to her? God, she knew Hermione looked gorgeous and all with her newly straightened hair, but he didn't have to carry on about it for a bloody week! Ginny glanced at Hermione who had an annoyed expression on her face, while she was watching Harry chuckling over the whole ordeal.

"It's just hair mate! Merlin, you're acting like Lavender and Parvati!" said Harry.

Ron snorted, "Bollocks," and went back to shoving ten kilograms of mashed potato down his throat.

'Ahhh, that's better,' thought Hermione, who also turned her attention back onto her plate of roast lamb.

"So, Hermione, did you hear about the big party in the Room of Requirement that Dean and Seamus organised for after the Halloween Feast? It's going to be fantastic," Ginny said.

"Yes, I did. Dean invited me yesterday after Transfiguration… you DO realise what the theme is don't you?" Hermione replied, giving Ginny a sceptical look.

Ginny beamed, "Of course I do! It's a dress-up party!"

"Gin, it's not dress-up as in dress-up like a ghost or something else like that, that you associate with Halloween… it's dress-up like a hooker party!" Hermione whispered to her, trying to keep Harry and Ron out of the conversation. Lucky for her, they were too busy trying to pile more dinner onto their plates.

Ginny grinned wickedly. "I know," was all she said, before helping herself to a slice of apple pie.

Hermione blanched. "I don't like the tone of your voice Ginny. You're up to something, you sneaky little witch,"

Ginny flipped her hair over her shoulder. "Hermione, this is your last year at Hogwarts! You promised me that you would come out and have fun with me more!" Ginny scolded.

"My idea of FUN isn't parading around looking like a prostitute," Hermione huffed indignantly

"Then don't dress like a prostitute,"

"This is just laughable. I mean, it's me… Hermione Granger, Head Girl, going to an illegal party!" Hermione whispered with her eyes wide open.

Ginny sighed. "Mione, what about all the times you went 'adventuring' with Harry and Ron? You would have broken almost every school rule doing that,"

"I know, I know. That was slightly different but," Hermione pointed out to Ginny.

"So what? I can tell you want to go, but there's something else holding you back," Ginny replied, with a hint of suspicion in her voice.

"I'm just not certain I'll be able to pull this off," Hermione admitted shyly.

Ginny noticed her best friend's attitude and slung an arm over her thin shoulders. "What ever happened to the girl who was determined not to meet stereotypes? You're smart, funny and beautiful. What more could you ask for?"

"For the opposite sex to notice me!" said Hermione.

"Ummm, hello? You got three bouquets of flowers this week already. Merlin, for the smartest witch ever to attend Hogwarts, you're so bloody thick sometimes!"

Hermione smiled and pulled Ginny up off her seat. "Thanks Gin, I needed that."

Linking arms, Hermione and Ginny bade Harry and Ron goodnight and headed towards the Gryffindor Tower. In the Entrance Hall, they found Lavender and Parvati gossiping loudly, while applying lip-gloss and perfume.

"WELL, I heard that it took six hours to do, which is quite believable, seeing as she has the biggest mop of hair I have ever seen!" Lavender gushed loudly, flicking her lip-gloss everywhere as she made wild motions with her manicured hands.

"Oh, well yes that is believable. Six hours well spent I'd say. A massive improvement has occurred there," said Parvati, while shielding herself from the flying gloss.

Hermione snorted to herself. "It almost sounds like they're giving me a compliment!"

"Don't flatter yourself too much Mione, Merlin," replied Ginny, giving Hermione a grin.

Once they arrived in the Gryffindor Common Room, the girls headed up the stairs to the girl's dormitories. One at the top, Hermione placed her palm against her door, which clicked and opened. Ginny flopped herself belly first onto Hermione's king sized bed and propped her head up with one arm. "So, we have two weeks to come up with the perfect costumes for this Halloween party,"

Hermione climbed onto the bed and sat cross-legged facing Ginny. "I already have the perfect idea of what you should go as… it suits your personality and it's not totally slutty,"

"Ooooh, intriguing. What is it?" Ginny asked, excitement laced through her voice.

"A minx," said Hermione.

"I'm not dressing up as a bloody animal!" exclaimed Ginny.

"No Gin, you wear black vinyl skinny-leg pants, with a black vinyl corset, black pumps and you have a tail and little pointy ears,"

Ginny raised her eyebrows at Hermione. "That is perfect Mione! Now we have to think of something for you to go as,"

"It has to be something I don't feel ridiculous in… you know, something I can wear without feeling self-conscious," said Hermione.

"Well, do you want to go as something that suits your personality or something that doesn't?" queried Ginny.

Hermione thought for a moment. "I'm not sure… well; I'm certainly not going as a schoolgirl. How tacky!"

"Mmmm, I agree. People will expect that… maybe we could think of some of your personality traits to help give us ideas?" Ginny mused.

"Okay… smart, obviously… good work ethic, abide by the rules… oh Merlin, I should go as a nun!" Hermione exclaimed in shock.

Ginny jaw dropped. "No bloody way are you going as a nun. However, you should go as one of those muggle official things… they're like aurors… polish-officers?"

Hermione giggled. Polish-officers? "You mean a police officer?"

Ginny shrugged the mistake off and nodded. "Yes! Think about it Mione… a sexy, in control woman, who has a position of authority and respect! It's perfect!"

Hermione smiled. It did seem perfect. "I'll wear a short-sleeved tight black mini dress, black pointy stiletto pumps, a police hat, aviator sunglasses, a badge, handcuffs, a walkie-talkie and a fake baton,"

Ginny raised her eyebrows. "Never knew you had such a wild side Mione,"

Hermione smirked. "Neither did I,"


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