Okay, so I've seen this done before and I really wanted to try and write a story like this. Might stay a one-shot or become a full story. Not sure yet. Depends on the number of reviews.

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I sat, eating breakfast in the Great Hall, next to my two best friends, Alice and Andromeda.

"Attention students," Dumbledore called. I was surprised. The headmaster rarely made announcements at breakfast. All eyes were on the bearded old man.

"Tomorrow, as you all know, is Halloween. The professors and I have all planned a surprise for you. We are going to have a Halloween Ball.

Cheers erupted from all the girls and groans from most of the guys.

"Quiet, quiet," Dumbledore said. "There's more. It will be a masquerade ball. You will wear masks, and teachers will be available to help you alter your appearance. You will be prohibited from revealing your identity until midnight, when the dance will end.

Everyone looked at each other. This could be interesting. Being a whole different person.

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"This will be so great!" Alice squealed. Again.

"I know!" I said. I was excited in spite of myself. Alice wasn't going to tell Frank who she was. She was making the poor guy guess.

I pulled on my dress. It was long and black, with a bow tied around the front of it. Then I picked up my wand and charmed my hair so that it was a black and curly.

"Lily?" Alice asked. "Is that really you? You look so different!"

I blushed. "You look gorgeous," I told her. She had changed her hair blonde with reddish highlights. Her dress was blue with ruffles.

(AN: Pics of masks and dresses are on profile!)

"Ready?" Alice asked. I nodded, grinning. And then we made our way into the great hall.

***************It looked beautiful. The stars in the night sky that was the ceiling looked even brighter than usual. The lights had been dimmed, possibly to add to the disguising effect. The house tables were gone, and in their place were a number of smaller tables, set around the dance floor.

"Come on!" Alice squealed, dragging me over to a table where she kept an eye out for Frank. We saw him, appearance unchanged, in the middle of the dance floor, looking lost. Alice looked at me. "Would you mind…?? She asked, trailing off. I nodded, smiling. She gave me an appreciative look and scurried off to find him.

I looked around the mostly empty tables for someone I could possible dance with. That's when I spotted him. He had medium brown hair and was wearing a long black cloak and a gold mask. I walked over to him.

"Hello," I said, smiling at him. He looked up at me and smiled sadly. "Hello," he said halfheartedly.

"Care to dance?" I asked. He looked lost for a moment. Then he said, "Of course."

As we danced across the floor, I realized how miserable he looked. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Don't you like dancing with me?"

"Oh, of course!" he said quickly. "It's just…"

"I'm not the girl you want to be dancing with," I finished for him. He nodded.

"What's she like?" I asked.

"She's…perfect. Even her flaws are perfect. She's amazing. I want to spend the rest of my life with her, but she doesn't even like me."

"Maybe she'll come around," I suggested.

"I don't think so," he said. "I was hoping to ask her to dance tonight when she can't recognize me, but I can't recognize her!"

I laughed. "I'm sorry," I said, "that's not funny."

"Oh it is," he said, smiling. "I only wish it weren't true."

"Maybe she doesn't want anyone to recognize her," I suggested.

"No," he said. "I think she's avoiding me. She knows I wanted to ask her to dance.

"You really like her, don't you?" I asked.

"Yes," he said, as the music ended, and we sat down. "She's smart, and funny, and beautiful, and kind to everyone. She tells me when I'm being an arrogant jerk, and it makes me want to be a better person. Just for her."

"That's so sweet," I breathed. "How can she not like you?"

"Because I've messed up too many times. Assumed she'd go out with me just because I'm me. Been too full of myself. She wouldn't go out with a guy like me."

"That's not true," I said. "You're really sweet. I'm amazed I don't know you."

"Thanks," he said. "Now, enough about me, what about you?"

"Oh, I'm no one of importance," I said, blushing.

"Of course you are. You've listened to me babble on about some girl you may not even know. You're obviously very nice."

And so we talked. We learned all about each other, yet somehow managed to never guess the other's identity.

We danced a few more times, and ate when food came, and by the time my feet began to feel sore from the dancing, I realized I was falling for him.

And I didn't even know his name.

Someone at the front of the room tapped a spoon against a glass.

"Attention students," Dumbledore said loudly. "In thirty seconds, it will be midnight. You may reveal your identity in ten…nine…eight…seven…six…five…four…three…two…one…now!"

There was much murmuring and gasping and masks coming off. The boy I had been talking to looked at me. "Well, you appear to have become my date. Shall I introduce myself?"

I smiled, blushing at his use of the word date. He tapped his head with his wand, turning his hair black, and took off his mask, revealing the face of none other than James Potter.

I gasped.

No. no, no, no.

I could not be falling for James Potter.

So I did the only thing I could think of.

I ran. And as I ran, I felt my hair falling, and I realize I must have lost the clip I used to hold it together.

I ran into the girl's dormitory and changed the moment I got to the common room.

***************Okay, click the review button! Please!!!! If you do, I will make this a full story instead of a one-shot! It'll be something of a Cinderella story, but please, please, PLEASE just review!!!