Disclaimer:Unfortunately, the lucky JK Rowling owns all of the characters in this chapter.


A\N:I hope you like this. It may get a little complicated.


Chapter 1-The Entrance Hall


"Hey, Ron. Wait up!" yelled Harry Potter as he ran down the marble staircase towards his best friends, Ron and Hermione. They turned around and waited for him.


"What's up?" questioned Ron.


"Have you guys heard the rumors?" asked Harry excitedly.


They looked at each other and shook their heads. Hermione turned back to Harry, and her dark chocolate eyes met his own emerald ones. She felt like melting. Ron looked between them and stifled a laugh. They were staring at each other like star-crossed lovers.


"So," he said to Harry, "What are the rumors?"


"Their saying," Harry started, snapping out of his reverie. "That Dumbledore's throwing a Christmas party. There will be dancing, food and even," he blushed slightly and whispered, "Places for couples to make out." Hermione fancied that he looked at her when he said this, and she almost fell over with shock.


"I wonder why he would do that," mused Ron. "He's never done anything like this before."


But Hermione wasn't listening. She was thinking about what it would be like if she and Harry were one of the couples going to the place designated for making out. God, how she would love to kiss those famous lips, the lips that were grinning at her in the way that made her melt. She wanted to kiss the scar that had caused him so much pain. But most of all she wanted to make his pain disappear.


He is so handsome, She thought He's gotten so muscled. Ooohhhh, I wish he would love me. But he never will. He loves Cho Chang. But I can still have him in my dreams. She suddenly realized what she was thinking, and mentally slapped herself. Did you just think that about HARRY JAMES POTTER?!?!!? How could you do that!!! It's just not right.


"Hello? Hermione???" It was Ron. Hermione suddenly became aware of a hand waving back and forth in front of her face.


"What?" She asked sharply.


"Are you OK?" asked Harry worriedly. "You were kinda staring out into space. You looked totally freaky. The doors opened already. Everybody's gone in." He pointed to the doors into the Great Hall, and Hermione saw everybody already seated, craning their necks to see what they were waiting for. Hermione turned very red.


"She was not staring into space, and you know it," snapped Ron loudly enough for most people to hear. "She was staring at your chest"


Harry turned just as red as Hermione, who blushed an even deeper shade of magenta, and said, "No she wasn't!"


"Yes she was!"


"No she wasn't!"


"Yes she was!"


"NO, SHE WASN'T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" bellowed Harry.


"Why do you care?" questioned Hermione, wrapping one of her arms around each of the boys' shoulders, so that she was standing between them. "Honestly!! If I didn't know better, I'd say you fancied me, Harry." Ron laughed. "And I'd say you were jealous, Ron."


They walked over to their seats and got their food.

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A/N Maybe not as much fluff as you'd like, but it will come in the third chapter. I also love flamers. PPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEAAAAAAASSSSSSSEEE REVIEW!!