Disclaimer: No, I do not own the characters of this fic, what are you thinking? However, I own Jack Williams and David O'Neil.

Summary: With Christmas approaching, all Hogwart's staff agreed about doing a different kind of ball. A ball where the students had to sing and dance. With that, came feelings that many were afraid to feel. H&H, D#G and R/LB

Author's note: I've written this fic as an challenge ('Dance In Paradise') from the PK site and, after a long time, I decided to post it here and see what other people thought about it. However, I do have to warn you that I haven't used a beta-reader. Despite that, I hope you'll read this and tell me what you think. Thank you.

Important note: I know Oliver is older than the rest of the guys but, in this story, he's in the same year. I really can't explain, but I like to write fics with our Trio in their 7 year. What can I say? I can be weird sometimes ^_^ And, even if the beginning you feel I'm already getting to the point and that time is speeding fast, don't worry; I'm not going that fast; I'm just trying to put Dumbledore speaking as quickly as possible. But if you have any doubt, just ask. And forget about Voldemort; I don't want to writte about him in here. Think he's dead (what can be a good thought )

Enchanted Dance

Chapter one

The last year of the Trio at Hogwarts; none of them could believe it. They couldn't think that was their last year in that castle, full of history and magic. Many things had happened between those halls, some good and some bad, but all of them were memories that couldn't be erised or forgotten. They couldn't be put behind...all those memories made part of their lives. Harry and Hermione had been choosen wisely to be Head Boy and Head Girl in their last year and both of them, though caught by surprised (Harry more than Hermione), had accepted their "jobs" with huge smiles. Ron was...well, Ron. He didn't mind a bit about the subject about his best friends being Head Boy and Girl; the truth was that he had looked at the thew as if it was something funny and, every time an opportunity came up he would start laughing at his friends, saying things like:

"Now that both of you share a room, you can be up until late at night. And, who knows, maybe doing something that can warm you when it's cold."

Both Harry and Hermione started to be used to that kind of things, and pratically ignored those comments. They were good and close friends, nothing else, and both of them were happy that way. Or they thought that way, until one night when Dumbledore raised himself and looked around the Great Hall, were everyone was eating, drinking and talking:

"Excuse me for being interromping your dinner, " the Headmaster started "but I really must say some words." everyone went silence "As all of you must have notice, we're getting close to Christmas and I have an annoucement to do: there will be a Ball." many boys groaned (Harry and Ron included), while many of the girls looked at Dumbledore with interest "But it's not going to be an ordinary

Ball." now, even the boys were looking at the professor with interest "It's you who are going to make the Ball."

"What do you mean?" a Ravenclaw asked

"I was getting to that." Dumbledore said, before continuing "There will be a contest; a dance contest. However, you can also sing. But it has to be you singing and not another person. You have to wear apropriated robes according to the song, but who doesn't wish to participate in this, has to came with formal robes and with a partner. And, before anyone misunderstood me, those who will participate in the contest have to came in the same way. " Harry and Ron noticed the looks in Hermione, Lavender and Ginny's faces: they were almost sparkling "Each Head House will have a list, were everyone can sign. You can come in groups or solo, and the songs can be or from muggles groups or from magical ones. I just want to ask the Head Boy and Head Girl to choose a name for the Ball, since is not a ordinary one. Can you do it?" Hermione nodded her head immediately without looking at Harry, who rolled his eyes "Very well, please tell professor McGonagall the name of it. You can continuing eating. Enjoy your dinner." the, Dumbledore sat down.

Lavender gave a small scream, before clapping her hands and look at Hermione and Ginny:

"We're in, right?" she asked, almost jumping in her chair

"Can you calm down?" Ron asked, taking a little of bread "It's just a Ball."

"No; it's a different Ball." Ginny corrected, shaking her head "Didn't you heard Dumbledore? It's us who'll do it."

"Let me guess," Harry started, looking at Hermione "you're not going because you have to study."

Hermione rolled her eyes, before sharing a smile with Lavender and Ginny:

"To be honest, I'm in. I mean, it will be fun to do this Ball."

"You're going in? " Ron asked, spitting his juice "You're going to do a dance?"

Hermione raised her eyebrow:

"And why shouldn't I? I'm human, and I like to dance."

"What about the singing?" Harry asked "I never heard that you, or any of the girls, could sing."

"What's that suppose to mean?" the three girls looked at him, with deadly glares

"I think Harry's trying to say, that we never heard you girls singing; so it's a little difficult to believe that you're going to do it in front of the whole school. " Ron said

"Are you saying that we sing bad? " Lavender asked, crossing her arms

Ron gluped:

"No. " he answered, as he shook his head "No at all."

"Good." Lavender looked at Hermione "You're going to choose the song, right? I mean, you've been in the muggle world your whole life."

Hermione gavee a misterious look to the two girls:

"You bet, and I think I already have the perfect song for it."

~*~

"Have you thought about any name for the Ball?" Lavender asked, looking over her Divination work to Hermione, who was doing her Charms' essay:

"Well, I haven't talk about that with Harry but yes, I have picked a few ones."

"Which are? " Lavender asked, putting down her book. However, Hermione dids't stopped writting "Came on Hermione, you can't make me die in curiosity."

Herrmione raised her eyebrow and looked at her friend:

"Curiosity killed the cat."

"Well, I'm not one." Lavender replied "Pretty please?"

Hermione gave her friend a small smile, before putting her quill over the table. Looking around she saw that, without counting with Ginny and Parvati, no one elese was in the commom room:

"Ok, until now I have: 'Midnight Dance', 'Sweet Dream', but the one I like the most is 'Dance in Paradise'." she said

"Oh, that's perfect!" Lavender exclaimed

"What's perfect?" Ginny asked as she approached the two girls, and Parvati walked out of the commom room

"The name Hermione choose to the Ball." Lavender said, smiling

"You have picked it out, already?" Ginny asked, sitting besides Hermione "Dumbledore just talk about it, yesterday."

Hermione shruged:

"What can I say? I'm excited about all this; I'm not even thinking about study as usually and we have the N.E.W.T's."

"Hermione, I think this Ball came at the right time. " Lavender started "You really needed a break."

"Ok, but which are the names?" Ginny interrumpted

"'Midnight Dance', 'Sweet Dream' or, my favorite, 'Dance in Paradise'."

"'Dance in Paradise'! " both Lavender and Ginny exclaimed, at the same time

Hermione laughed:

"'Dance in Paradise' it is, but I still have to speak about it with Harry."

"And have you thought about the song and the dance? Don't make anything complicated, I'm scared for not being able to sing. " Ginny said

Hermione gave them the same misterious look, she had given them in the Great Hall:

"Well, to be honest I have be thinking about two muggle songs. But, there's a problem." she said

"What?" Lavender asked

"Their kind of...dirrty." Hermione whispered

"Dirrty?! " both Ginny and Lavender asked, looking confused

"What do you mean with dirrty? " the red haired girl asked, raising an eyebrow

Hermione blushed a bit:

"Well, you know... provocative clothess; sexy dance... You know...if we do it right, I think we can do a wild dance."

"You mean, you want to give guys - my brother, in particulary - an heart attack? " Ginny asked, before smiling " I'm in. I really like the ideia of giving Ron a heart attack and, if we succedd, to make him faint. It would be priceless. What about you, Lavender?"

"Absolutely. But, we have to dance with guys right?"

"Yes." Hermione answered, before blushing a bit

"You've thought on asking Harry, didn't you?" Ginny asked, with her mouth opened wide

"Well... " Hermione trailled off, flushing a lot deeper

"Do you like Harry?" Lavender asked

"Well..." Hermione started "The thing is... Humm... The same way you like Ron." she aswered quickly almost making Lavender to fall of her chair and making Ginny to start laughing:

"Good answer, Hermione!" she exclaimed

"That's not funny." Lavender said, while Hermione started laughing too "And I don't see were the fun is, at all."

"In your face!" Ginny exclaimed

"I couldn't help it." Hermione started, between laughs "I heard you talking in sleep; you're always talking about Ron and the way you like him."

"Shut up!" Lavender exclaimed, blushing furiosly "Both of you!"

"You don't have to worry Lav; it's just a a dirrty dance. " Hermione said

"What's dirrty? " a voice asked and the three girls turned around to see Harry, Ron and Oliver Wood entering in the commom room, in their Quiddicth uniforms:

"Nothing!" Hermione said "It's...humm...a movie I saw, and I was telling the girls."

"What kind of movie?" Harry asked

"Dirrty. " Ginny answered, as she tried to stop her laughs

"Dirrty, eh? " Ron muttered, before stopping is tracks "DIRRTY?!" he yelled "You saw a dirrty movie, Hermione? The world is ending."

"What are you talking about?" Hermione asked, raising her eyebrow "I never said what kind of movie was, it was Ginny, and that's not of your bussiness. Oh by the way, Harry..." the black hair boy looked at her "what do you think about 'Dance in Paraise', for the Ball?"

"Perfect. " the boy answered, simply "I'm going to take a bath and sleep a bit. See you guys later."

And with that, he climbed the stairs and desappeared:

"It's something wrong, with him?" Hermione asked

"I don't think so. " Oliver said, walking towards her "He's just tired; you know how difficult it is for a Seeker to find a little Snitch in the middle of the Winter. " then, he smiled "You'll see; he'll be ok tomorrow, just let him rest."

"Thanks Oliver." Hermione said, and the boy desappeared in the stairs:

"Dirrty, huh?" Ron asked and Hermione shook her head, while rolling her eyes at the same time "I can't believe it. Well, see you at dinner." with that, he desappeared through the same path as Oliver.

It was then that Lavender gave a sigh and both Hermione and Ginny looked at her, with their eyebrows raised:

"In love, Lav?" Ginny asked, smiling

"Why, y...of course not!" Lavender exclaimed trying not to blush, what didn't happen "I was just thinking about the dance."

"Right..." Hermione said "I actually believe that."

"Honest!" Lavender exclaimed "I was thinking about the guys..." Ginny and Hermione look at her, confused " Not those guys. " she continued, pointing to the stairs "The guys we're going to invite to dance with us."

"Well, I have to admit it's going to be a little difficult." Ginny said "I mean, Ron doens't like to dance and neither does Harry."

"And who are you thinking about asking?" Lavender asked, looking curious to Ginny

"No one." the red hair girl answered, blushing a little "I mean...even if there was someone, he wouldn't go with me."

"Dare to say why? " Hermione asked "Who, in his perfect mind, would say no to you?" Hermione wasn't kidding; Ginny, even having 16 years old, had a perfect body many girls would dream to have: she had perfect curves, her flaming red hair falling until middle of her back, plain, and her brown eyes were always shining. Even the school robes didn't hide the girl's figure.

Ginny shruged:

"Believe me; he wouldn't go with me."

"If you're sure. " Hermione said

"But who is it? " Lavender pressed, full of curiosity

"No one." Ginny answered, before getting up "I'm going to take a bath. I'll see you at dinner."

When Ginny desappeared from the common room, Lavender looked at Hermione:

"Was something I said?"

Hermione just shruged, before looking at her Charms essay.

To Be Continue...

Author's note: Well, what do you think? I know it's small but don't worry, the next chapters won't be this small. Please review. Thank you! ^_~