As suggested by a brilliant reviewer, this is a sequel to 'You've Got To Be Kidding Me!'.

This story is about the dance that took place after the camping trip.

Should only be about three chapters really.

If you read, please review.

"Ron, Ron!" Blaise called out, running across the Quidditch pitch towards the red-head.

"What do you want? I need to shower!" Ron answered him, when he had finally caught up.

"I need to ask you something, its real important!" Blaise nodded his head as he said this.

Ron turned around and began to start walking away again towards the Gryffindor changing rooms. "Can't it wait? Seriously, I need to shower!"

"Fine, I just wont bother asking you then. I'll do it anyway!" the Slytherin stalked off, mumbling about sweat and bones. Ron didn't want to ask, instead he ran towards the large door and smiled at the thought of a shower. He walked inside and saw that no one was in anymore. Most have all left while I was talking to Blaise, he thought. He started to strip off, ready to hit the showers, he lay his clothes carefully on a bench and got in. The warm water hit his skin, he felt cleaner almost straight away. He grabbed the soap and flannel that were on a shelf next to the shower and began to scrub.

"Working at the ron-wash yeah yeah yeaah yeah yeah!" he began to sing at the top of his voice. "Come on! Scrub it with me!". Unknown to him, someone had just entered the changing rooms and was listening to his little parody.

Ron walked out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist as he did so. He was still humming the car wash tune to himself.

"Hi Ron!" the figure waved at him happily.

"Aaargh!" Ron yelled, letting go of his towel and letting it fall to the floor, causing the visitor to scream as well.

"My eyes! They burn, my eyes!"

"Who are you?!" Ron shouted, desperately scrambling at the towel.

"Its me, Blaise!" he answered, covering his eyes.

"It's a bit late to do that now!" Ron said, after seeing what he was doing, "You've seen me now. Just, lets leave this between the two of us okay. I dont want people knowing."

"Fine by me!" Blaise quickly followed up.

"Why, why why are you here? I thought you were just going to do whatever you had to do?" Ron asked, still very red.

"I was, but then I felt bad, so I came back to ask you again. Then, I get treated to this little peep show unfortunately for me."

"Well, just turn around so I can get dressed and ask me okay?"

Blaise spun on the bench so that he was now facing the grey, bleak brick wall. He didn't really know how to start. I mean, he felt nervous enough about confronting Ron in the first place, but then seeing him stark naked had just sent his nerves staright through the roof. He was visibly shaking, fortunately for him Ron wouldn't be able to see.

"Iwaswonderingifyou'dletmetakeGinnytothedancethissunday?" he babbled quickly, wanting to get it over and done with as quickly as possible.

"In english, mate." Ron said.

"Alright, alright." he started again, much slower this time. "I like you're sister Ginny, a lot. And the ball is this sunday and I was wondering, would it be okay if I asked her to go with me?" Blaise peered over his shoulder, just to see Ron's expression.

"Go for it." he replied.

"What?!" Blaise was genuinely shocked by his answer.

"I said go for it. Do it now so I can get a bit of peace in here, yeah?" and with that Blaise ran out of the changing rooms as fast as his legs could carry him, whooping and cheering in victory.

Draco pulled Hermione in closer to him as they walked past a large group of gawping Ravenclaws. No one, but him got to look at her like that, no one. As they turned their back on them, one of the boys made the mistake of wolf-whistling.

"Right, thats it." Draco let go of Hermione and told her to stay where she was. He scowled at the group before storming over to them. "Do you know who I am?" he sneered at them.

"Malfoy. Yeah we know you." one of them retorted.

"Right, so you know what I can do then, if you ever, so much as look at Hermione again. I'll kill you, and that is no empty threat."

"Draco, just leave it. Come on." Hermione said tugging on his arm and leading him away.

The two carried on down the almost empty corridor. Whenever anyone went past, Draco would immediately tighten his arm around her waist. People had gotten used to seeing them as a couple round school together now. The first couple of days after the camping trip, girls had screamed with jelousy, the boys had roared with laughter, and then their were there groups of friends or aqquaintences that just got along with it. Now it was a week and a half later and people just saw it as the norm to see them hugging or kissing in public, even the teachers. Professor Snape's reaction to seeing them together in potions class had been priceless. When they had walked in hand and hand, he tried to steady himself by leaning on a nearby cauldron but ending up falling inside of it. This lead the class into hysterics, costing them fifty points off each for rudeness. Everyone agreed later it had been completely worth it.

They reached the Gryffindor common room entrance and as usual, Draco kissed her softly on the forehead, then her nose and then her lips, hugging her close to him as he did so. But tonight was different, after doing that, he didn't let her go.

"Dray," she laughed, "Its almost curfew I need to get in here and you, need to go to yours!"

"No, just a little longer Mione, please?" he tried to use his 'puppy-dog' eyes on her.

"You know I think those are just plain creepy rather than cute!" she poked him playfully in the ribs. He poked her back just as gently, if not more and watched her giggle and look away.

"Okay, okay. Seriously now, I want to ask you something. Will you accompany me to the ball Miss Granger?" he bowed down as he said it.

"I already said I would, you know that." she replied, not really knowing where he was going with this.

"And I have one more favour to ask of you," she nodded and encouraged him to carry on, "Will you help me with what to wear? You know the Hogsmede trip is on saturday. I thought we could go and choose our outfits together? Thats if you want to of course!" he added this last sentence on quickly.

"I'd love too!" she kissed him on the cheek and bid him goodnight. Leaving a very happy Draco stood outside.