A/N: So far this is my favorite chapter. Writing Ron is so fun!

Disclaimer: All rights to all the Harry Potter characters, places and well anything else that has to do with Hp belongs to J.K.R and Warner Bros.

Days until the party: One

A Knight

"She'd be a fool not to."

Colin looked up at his housemate to see if he was joking. His brow furrowed when he realized he was not.

"Why?" Colin walked away from his friend to sit on his own bed. He stared at his thin hands as he spoke.

"When she knows that Thomas and Corner both fancy her, why would she even consider me an option?" Colin looked up to see his that his friends face was blank. Colin sighed and leaned back against his pillows.

"She wouldn't." He said quietly and was just closing his eyes when something flew across the room and smacked him in the face.

"Oi!" Colin sat straight up, causing the pillow to slide to the floor. He glared down at it and then looked up to see his housemate looming over him, nose wrinkled in disgust.

"How" he said, reaching out and jabbing Colin in the chest with a finger

"do you think you will ever get the girl you want if you act like this?"

Colin stared at his housemate, baffled.

"I don't know what you-hey!" Colin broke off with a yelp when his friend picked up the fallen pillow and wacked him on the head with it.

"This is what I'm talking about!"

Colin just shook his head, a look of confusion on his pale face. His housemate groaned.

"Colin! You have to show some backbone!" His housemate walked back over to over to his own bed and sat down.

"She's never going to notice you mate, if you don't start making some moves!"

Colin gaped, a look of horror on his face.

"Moves?" His eyes widened as his friend nodded enthusiastically. Colin spluttered.

"I don't bloody know how to make moves!"

His housemate sighed and looked at his hands before answering. Finally he looked up, a grim smile on his face.

"Well then, I guess I'll have to teach you."

It was 2:00pm and the sun was just barely shinning through the clouds overhead. Colin tightened his scarf and trudged after his friends as the made their way to Madam Malkin's Robes for all Occasions.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all walked in the front, leaving Colin to walk besides his little brother Dennis and also (regretfully) the brawny Ravenclaw Quidditch captain Michael Corner. Neither of them had said a word to each other since they had left the main gate. Save for a brief grunt of 'Mornin" (from Colin) and 'ello' (from Corner). Colin could practically feel the waves of dislike radiating from Corner as they walked. Dennis on the other hand, was oblivious and kept making excited exclamations like; "Wow! Look at the lighting!" or "The angle is perfect!" and snapping pictures with Colin's old camera.

"Are we nearly there?" Colin called up to the group in front of them.

"I think my toes are starting to drop off from the cold!" Really Colin just wanted to be free of Corner's hate waves before they caused his head to explode. Much was it to his relief when Hermione glanced over her shoulder saying

"It's just up there." She pointed with a knit-gloved hand. Colin looked where she directed and saw that she was right. Only a few stores down, was their destination. A wooded sign swung over the shops entrance, the letters clearly visible in festive purple and orange. Colin read:

Madam Malkin's Robes for all Occasions

And underneath a much smaller sign read:

Costumes; for a limited time only

Colin breathed a sigh of relief when they finally walked through the entrance of the shop. A tiny bell tinkled to announce their arrival. Immediately a woman's voice called from somewhere in the back.

"Be with you in a moment!"

Now that they were inside, Colin happily put some distance between himself and Corner. After stomping on the rug to get the mud off his boots, he made his way to where Ginny was examining a bolt of emerald green cloth. Now's the time Creevey he thought as she flashed a quick smile at him in acknowledgement. Say something! A conversation that he and his housemate had had last night flashed through his mind; his friend had been instructing him on how to 'Get the Girl'.

"Make sure you compliment her once in awhile" he had said, his face serious.

"Girls like it when you notice."

Colin had frowned.

"Uh, kind of things should I…compliment on?"

His friend had held out his fingers, tapping each one as he listed off a few things.

"Anything; their hair, their eyes, their smile, whatever you like really."

Colin coughed and loosened his scarf. He could already feel himself blushing and he hoped that Ginny would just think it was the cold that had turned his cheeks red.

"Uh Ginny?" Colin swallowed as she turned to look at him, her brown eyes curious.

"Yes?"

Colin's eyes scanned her face as he tried to decide what to compliment her on. Finally his gaze settled on her hat. It was tan, with a cute design and bobble at the top.

"That's a really nice hat." He stammered. Colin mentally kicked himself. A nice HAT? What the bloody hell was wrong with him?

Ginny blinked at him and her eyebrows rose.

"Well, thank you." She reached up and patted the bobble on the top.

"I suppose it is nice."

Colin could tell by the look that she gave him, that she knew there was more to that statement then just casual banter. And Colin was afraid she would have said as much had it not so happened that Mme Malkins chose that moment to make an appearance.

"Sorry I took so long!" She apologized as she came out from behind a rack of cloth.

"The cat somehow managed to get his claws into a bolt of fleece." She shook her head causing a fake bat to go flying from her towering up-do. The bat soared across the room and smacked into Potter's glasses, almost knocking them off his face.

Mme Malkins did not notice and continued to chatter on about her kitty.

"The poor dear's claws had gotten stuck and I couldn't leave him until I had him untangled."

Hermione, who had a cat of her own, gasped sympathetically.

"The poor thing!"

Mme; Malkins turned in Hermione's direction and nodded again. Harry, who was standing next to Hermione, kept a wary eye on Mme Malkin's hair, apparently ready to dodge any more projectiles that headed his way.

"Yes I know!" Mme Malkins smiled at Hermione, clearly delighted to have found another cat lover.

"The poor dear was distraught!"

Ron had obviously had enough of this conversation and intervened before it could go any further.

"Yes, that's bloody terrible for the cat and all, but could we please do what we came for?"

Mme Malkins stared at Ron blankly, still clearly lost in thoughts of kitties and cloth. Then her eyes focused.

"Oh!" She smiled, going back into the role of sales person.

"Of course, forgive me young man it's just that your girlfriend there is such a pleasure to talk to!"

Surprisingly, Hermione smiled at the comment and made no move to correct it. Ron on the other hand flushed beet red and opened his mouth his mouth to say something that Colin guessed would probably be like; WHAT NO! SHES NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!

He didn't get to hear if he was correct however, for when Ron opened his mouth, Mme Malkins talked right over him.

"So I'm guessing that you're all here to get costumes correct?"

Beside Colin, Ginny nodded.

"Yes" she said, and then corrected herself.

"Well some of us are." She motioned towards Dennis and Hermione.

"They're just along to help."

Mme Malkins nodded and glanced at Hermione.

"And what did you decide to be?"

Hermione blushed.

"A cat actually."

Mme Malkins smiled wide.

"I was a cat for Halloween once, when I was in my third year actually." She stared off into the distance, lost in thought.

A look of annoyance crossed Ron's face and he coughed loudly. Mme Malkins shook her head, looking like she had just come back from a trip down memory lane.

"Sorry dears!" She glanced around and spoke to them all.

"Do any of you have an idea of what you want to be?"

Ron eagerly answered first.

"I want to be the Captain of the Chuddly Canons!"

Mme Malkins frowned at him, clearly not a fan.

"Well if you're sure…"

Ron glared.
She clapped her hands together.

"Alright then!" Mme Malkins took a notebook out of the front of her dress and began taking notes with a quill that she pulled from her hair. Colin was intrigued and wondered what else she might have crammed into her massive up-do. He became so distracted with the thought that her hair might in fact be a giant bee hive that he failed to notice when Mme Malkins tried to get his attention. It wasn't until Ginny nudged him with her elbow that he realized that they were all waiting for him to say something.

Colin blinked at Mme Malkins and grunted.

"Er, sorry I missed that."

To his surprise, she laughed and gave him a wink.

"Oh that's alright dear!" Her hand came up to pat her bee hive hair.

"I could tell you were admiring my new hairstyle."

Colin nodded.

"Oh yeah, couldn't keep my eyes off it" which was true.

Mme Malkins beamed at him and adjusted a fake spider.

"I'll show you how to do it sometime!"

Colin blanched and behind him Corner snorted.

"Now!" Mme Malkins poised her quill over her notebook.

"What would you like to be?"

Colin's eyes widened as he realized that he hadn't the faintest idea. Glancing around desperately for inspiration, his eyes landed on a fake sword sitting on a shelf not to far away. Grinning, he said confidently.

"Me? I'll be a knight."

A/N: So there you have it! I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! Remember to please leave a review. They mean so much to me.