Disclaimer:Wow! Did you know that I own Harry Potter? I know, I know, it's so amazing. So I present you with the fourth chapter of my loving seventh book. Aren't I so kind? BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! I wake up and guess what? I don't own Harry Potter! I don't even know what the seventh book is call or who dies. So how can I own Harry Potter?

A/N: Just so you know, this is the first of two parts. I'm so sorry that I'm haven't been updating, but I've been super busy with everything and I thought I'll split this up so you'll have something to read. I also want you to know that I'm being really mean to Romilda in this chapter and she doesn't really act like herself. She acts kinda like Pansy, I'm sorry for those of you who don't like that. This Romilda was partly because of by beta FallenTears for without her helping me write this chapter, you'll have to wait a lot longer for my next update, if I didn't abandon the story altogether. I so sorry for the long wait and I hope that I'll be faster in the future. Now without further ado, I present you the long awaited chapter four! Lol : ),

Love Keeps Us Going
Chapter Four: Halloween Ball Part I

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were talking when suddenly Hermione jumped up and said "Damn!" and started running toward the staircases to the girls' dormitry.

"Mione, why the sudden rush?" A very confused Ron asked.

"I have to get ready for the ball."

"Why? It's only 4:30 P.M. The ball isn't for another few hours!" Harry exclaimed.

"It's not a few hours it's only two and a half hours away. Just because you boys don't care how you look and get ready in ten minutes doesn't mean I don't want to look nice!"

"But love, you look beautiful just the way you are!"

"Thanks love, but bye. I'm still going."

"Harry. What is it with girls and taking hours to get ready?"

"Dunno. Anyways, I'm Quidditch captain this year. Are you trying out?"

"Yeah, I think I'll try for the keeper position."

"Good luck mate."

"Thanks."

Meanwhile in the sixth year girls dormitory Ginny and Hermione were sitting on Hermione's four poster bed, painting their nails and chatting. Ginny had decided to get ready with Hermione.

Ginny told Hermione, "You're so lucky that you get to go to the ball with Ron."

"But you're going with your boyfriend Dean."

"Please! You of all people should know that I'm in love with Harry, not Dean."

"I know, but look on the bright side, Harry's been staring at you a lot lately."

"Really, Mione?!?! You know he only thinks of me as Ron's little sister."

"No, he doesn't. Like that day when we went to Hogsmeade and you were wearing that halter and slim-fitting jeans, he was so staring at you."

"I can't believe it. What if Harry actually likes me?!?! Oh, but wait. Harry is going to the fucking ball with that bitch Romilda! I can't believe he asked her to the ball!" Ginny said slamming her hand on Hermione's bed.

"Whoa, Gin! Careful or you'll ruin your lovely French manicured nails. And I really think Harry likes you. I think the only reason that Harry asked Romilda was because she was the first girl that seemed interested to go with him. I bet he would have asked you out had you not be dating Dean and agreed to the ball with him." Hermione reassured Ginny.

"What you said makes sense, but Harry could have gotten just about any girl in the whole of Hogwarts to go to the ball with him, minus the Slytherins of course, and he has to choose Romilda of all the people he could have chosen!" Ginny screamed.

"Remember this Ginny. Romilda was the first one to ask Harry to the ball after Dean asked you." Hermione said, "Did you even know that we were in the common when Dean asked you and Harry took a depressed expression after Dean asked you? I bet he was clinging on to the tiny strand of hope, however unlikely it may be, that you and Dean will break up. Are you aware that plenty of girls asked Harry before Dean asked you, many of them were decent girls, and he rejected them all, but after Dean asked you, Harry just took the first girl that asked him and it happened to be Romilda?"

"Fine, fine, but let's finish getting ready, we still have a lot to do." Ginny said, "Oh, and what's that spell that dried our nail polish again was?"

"Encaustique sécher" (A/N: means polish dry in French.)

"Okay, thanks."

30 minutes before the ball…

"Come on Harry, we should start to get ready," Ron said.

"Okay."

10 minutes before the ball…

Harry in dark green dress robes and Ron in midnight black dress were ready and headed down to the common room. Five minutes later, Ginny and Hermione came down.

Harry's breath caught in his throat as he watched the beauty descending down the stairs. Ginny was wearing a gorgeous black strapless gown with a plunging V-neck that reached to just above her belly button. The gown looked wonderful on her. Hermione was wearing a red halter gown. But Harry's eyes were only on Ginny. He thought, I really wish I was going to this ball with Ginny instead of Romilda.

Just then, Ginny was walking toward him and Ron.

"How do I look?" Ginny asked Ron and Harry.

"Ginvera Molly Weasley change right NOW! Who the hell do you think you are to wear a dress like-like-like that for the whole school to see?" Ron screamed. Ginny's eyes flared, you could see the anger in them.

"But I think it looks good on me, anyways, you would think it looked good if Hermione was wearing this! I'm only ten months younger than you and I'm much more mature than you so you better watch what you say cause you can't tell me what to do!" Ginny screamed.

Then she asked Harry, "What do you think Harry?"

"I think the dress looks gorgeous on you," Harry replied.

"Thank you," and then, Ginny left in a huff and went to find Dean.

"You only said that because you like her!" Ron said to Harry.

"No, I really DO think she looks gorgeous in that dress and you know what, I think that Ginny was right, you wouldn't have asked Hermione to change if she came down wearing that dress, you would have thought that she looked gorgeous. You have to admit, that the dress does look gorgeous on Ginny," Harry retorted.

"Yeah, whatever," Ron said.

"What's going on?" Hermione asked, having just walked toward the boys.

"Nothing. It's just that Harry's in love with my baby sister, but she's with Dean," Ron replied with a shrug.

"Well, I better go and see Romilda," Harry said glumly.

"Good luck," Ron and Hermione said.

"Harry," Romilda gushed when she saw him.

"I'm so glad that you made it!" Romilda squealed, grabbing Harry's arm and dragging him into the Great Hall.

"You look-AAAHHH!" Romilda couldn't contain her excitement. In her excitement, she tripped over her dress robes which looked like a ugly wedding dress. It was a ugly off white and had a train so long that twenty people could fit comfortably on it. Harry couldn't help but think that Romilda expected Harry to propose to her that very moment. He shuddered at the thought.

"Um…don't you think you're dress is a bit long?" Harry asked nervously. "Not at all! My mother's was fifty feet long and five feet wide." Romilda said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Um…we're NOT getting married!" Harry exclaimed.

"We're NOT?!?!" Romilda yelled flabbergasted. She sniffed and before Harry knew it, she was sobbing on his shoulder.

Unfortunately, this is when Ginny and Dean chose to walk in. Ginny saw Romilda on Harry, and ran out of the room.

"Romilda…" Harry began, trying to push her off, but she just clung on harder. "Notice anything odd here?" Harry asked.

"Not at all," was the muffled reply.

"I really hate to be the one to break it to you, but I don't appreciate you touching me."

"You don't?" Romilda asked in a small voice.

"Yeah. I NEVER wanted to go out with you in the first place. I don't know what on earth made me ask you, but I don't like you.

"You must be joking, you were flirting right back with me," Romilda replied in her usual superior way.

By now the whole hall was watching.

"I know and I'm sorry, but this isn't going to work out."

"FINE!" Romilda screamed storming out of the hall.

"Harry!" Dean yelled, "How DARE you be so rude to an ANGEL!"

"WHAT!" Ginny yelled and started to storm out of the Great Hall, but then she changed her mind, turned, and slapped Dean hard across his face. Then, she started to storm out of the Great Hall.

"Ginny," Dean yelled, "Come back!"

Ginny turned and yelled, "You wish you great pain in the ass."

But, Harry had caught up with her in that time. He gently turned her around and placed a soft kiss on her lips and said, "I've been meaning to do that for what seems like forever."

Ginny kissed him back and replied, "Me too."

Everyone was gaping at them. Some were so glad that they were finally together, but others were green with envy because they had a secret or not so secret crush on either Ginny or Harry. However, Harry broke the silence when he asked Ginny,

"Would you like to dance?" The noise level instantly rose again in the Hall. With people gossiping about the new couple.

Hermione and Ron were staring at Harry and Ginny. They were both so pleased that they were finally together.

"Wow, that was about time." They said in unison.

I would like to thank FallenTears once again for helping me complete this chapter. Please read and review for her stories and mine too. Thanks.
Belle