Disclaimer: Ok, I've set it up so that when J.K. Rowling dies, me and Napolean will inherit Harry Potter and all other characters… No, not really, but it will happen one day, trust me.

A/N: HELLO, CHUMS! Tis da bomb diggity writer, peter-pan! Did ya'll miss me? I bet you did. Now, I have something to tell all of you, something that Napolean and I (ok, maybe just me…) feel needs to be said. If you plan on flaming us, please make sure your spelling, grammar, punctuation, etc., etc. is perfect, because otherwise, we're just going to ignore you.

Reviews:

Jip91- Yea, HG/SS is one of my fav pairings… Read some of the stories about them… there's some good ones… And Blaise will be smacked some more, I'm sure…

Ginny-and-Draco-fan- Yea, I got that idea from the movie 'The New Guy'. It's a funny movie, you should check it out ;) Of course Neville is a ladies man! With Ron and Harry both being gay, who else could it be? Well, lots of people, but I like Neville best.

peter-pan-equals-luv- Bite me and go to hell, you stupid head!

justahpfan- Yea, I had heard that they had picked a 'Luna Lovegood' for the next movie. I can't wait 'til it comes out!

SilverUnicorn66- Yea, I think we should change the genres…

JessicaMalfoy87- Hopefully they will get together soon… I'm working on it, I promise!

Veronica- You like country music, don't you? I know I do!

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And now, on to chapter… What is it? 5, I think… Meh, oh well…

"Luna, I think we need to talk…" Blaise said from behind her.

"About what?" Luna asked, glaring at the Slytherin.

"Can we talk in private, please?" Blaise asked.

Luna shot a furtive glance at Ginny, who smiled at her reassuringly. She turned to Blaise.

"Sure, no problem. Later you two," Ginny said, then took off running.

Luna growled and glared at her best friends' back. "She'll get hers, no doubt about it," Luna grumbled under her breath. After a few more seconds of glaring at the direction Ginny had ran off to, she turned to the young man in front of her.

"Well, what is it that you wanted to talk about?" She spat out.

"Mind if we walk and talk? I have prefect duties to do."

Luna shrugged. "Whatever."

They walked in silence for a few moments, Blaise looking at Luna for the most part, Luna looking everywhere but at Blaise. They heard a sudden noise then a low moan. Luna's eyes widen… She was afraid that it was Harry and Ron again. Blaise simply rolled his eyes and continued around the corner to where the noise had came from, Luna following behind him, not wanting to see that horrific sight again.

They rounded the corner and saw Peter-pan sitting on Seamus' lap in a niche, snogging like there was no tomorrow. Blaise cleared his throat loudly.

"What?" Peter-pan snapped, pulling her face away from Seamus'.

"Erm, my dear, you two should get a room," Blaise smirked.

"Piss off or I'll write that Luna slaps you again. I wasn't planning on her to, but I'll make it so that she does!" Peter-pan threatened. Blaise winced and nodded that he would shut up. "Where's Napolean at?" she asked Luna.

"Last I saw, she had cornered Draco in the library," Luna replied, wiggling her eyebrows.

Peter-pan smirked. "Right, well, I'll just see if I can't go find her." She pulled Seamus behind her as she stalked off, presumably to go find her best mate.

"Now where were we?" Blaise asked, looking at Luna, who was watching the other couples' retreating backs.

"We were walking and not talking," Luna retorted, still not looking at the Slytherin in front of her.

"Luna…"

Something in his voice made her look at him. He leaned down and captured her lips in his. This time, she didn't fight or try to pull away. She just let it happen. Slowly her arms went around his neck and his arms circled her waist. He pulled her against him tightly.

After several moments, Luna pulled away, gasping. "What was that all about?"

"I don't know," Blaise gasped back. "I just felt a need to kiss you all of a sudden."

Luna licked her swollen lips and removed her arms from around his neck, although his remained around her waist. She cleared her throat. "So, what did you want to talk to me about?"

"Oh, um," Blaise cleared his throat and removed his arms from around Luna, only to capture her small hand in one of his large ones. They started walking down the hall. "Well, us Slytherin's are having our annual Welcome Back party Friday thru Sunday and I was kinda sorta wondering if maybe… maybe…"

"Blaise, just spit it out already." Luna was looking at him with concern, never having heard any Slytherin stumble over their words before.

"Iwaswonderingifyouwouldliketocometothepartytohangoutwithme," Blaise said in a rush. He held his breath, waiting for her reply.

"Well, I don't know," here, Blaises' face dropped, "could I bring Ginny along?"

He let out a huge breath and grinned at the pale girl. "Sure, that'd be fine." They started walking again. "Besides, I think Draco likes her."

"You know, I think she likes Draco."

Hand in hand, they finished Blaises' prefect rounds.

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Ron was busy showering (and singing at the top of his lungs… very badly, I might add) and so he didn't hear Harry he snuck up on him. However, he did feel when the dark haired boy started washing his back, thus causing him to yelp and turn around.

Harry smirked at his lover. "Scared, are you?"

Hyperventilating, Ron replied, "Not at all."

Harry rolled his eyes and gave the other boy a searing kiss.

Needless to say, it was a very long shower.

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Hermione ran into the Potions classroom just as the bell rang.

"You're late, Miss. Granger. 20 points from Gryffindor and detention with me tonight," Professor Snape said snarkily.

Hermione scowled at her lover and took her seat in the front row. If he thought he was going to get some tonight, he was sadly mistaken.

She continued to glare at the git all throughout class, but he only smirked at her every time he looked her way. By the end of class, she was ready to cut either one of his head's off.

"Nine o'clock, Miss. Granger. And don't be late," Severus reminded her silkily at the end of class. She flipped him the bird and stormed out of the classroom. He chuckled softly to himself. She wouldn't remain mad long.

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"Hey, Neville, wanna 'study' together tonight?" Pansy asked him seductively, running her hand up and down his arm.

"No, sorry, I have homework to do," Neville replied distractedly as he scanned down the page of a large tome.

Pansy pouted and leaned close. "If you think you're getting out that easy, you're wrong. Last night was only a teaser."

Neville finally looked up from the book and stared her straight in the eye. "Pansy, no means no."

Pansy's eyes narrowed dangerously. Without another word, she stood up and stormed out of the library, muttering under her breath.

"Damn, Nev, that was harsh," Peter-pan told him, staring at him from her place on Seamus' lap.

"Someone needs to put her in her place," was all he said, his face buried back in the book.

Peter-pan smirked and turned back to Seamus'.

If there was any guy who could put a girl in her place, it was Neville Longbottom.

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"So, how did your talk with Blaise last night go?" Ginny asked innocently.

Luna shot her a glare, then sighed. "He kissed me."

"He kissed you!"

"He kissed me."

"He kissed you?"

Luna glared at the girl again.

"Come on, it's your turn," Ginny smirked.

"As pay back for leaving me last night, I'm making you come with me to the Slytherin party on Friday," Luna retorted.

Now it was Ginny's turn to glare. "Like hell I will."

"Fine," Luna turned and walked into the Great Hall. Ginny continued to glare for a moment, then sighed and ran to catch up with the other witch.

"Alright fine, I'll go," Ginny grumbled.

Luna squealed and threw her arms around Ginny. "Thanks."

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"Tom! Tom, where are you?" Sixteen year old Minerva peeked inside an empty classroom. It was after midnight and she had no idea why Tom had asked her to meet him here at this time. It was cold!

"I'm over here, Minerva. Come to me," the sensuous voice came from the corner of the abandoned classroom.

"Tom, why did you want to meet me here? It's late and I have an exam tomorrow."

Tom stood up and walked over to the young girl, capturing her in his arms tightly, covering her full lips with his soft ones. "Hush now, it will all be alright."

A much older Minerva sat up with a start.

"Damn you Tom Riddle." She climbed out of bed and went to the bathroom. After turning on the water and letting it get nice and hot, the professer slid into her large tub.

"Damn you to hell."

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Dumbledore lay in his bed. He knew about Minerva's past. He knew that she didn't know he knew. He sighed. He also knew that the former Tom Riddle was hunting her. She was pale and withdrawn and had been every since the Dark Lord had returned.

"Psst."

Dumbledore rolled his eyes and tried to ignore the little voice, which we all know is pointless.

"Psst."

Dumbledore stuffed a pillow over his head. He was suddenly shaken quite roughly.

He turned in his bed and snapped, "What?" Peter-pan and Napolean stood at the side of his bed, just like he knew they would be.

Peter-pan grinned sheepishly at him. "We can't sleep. Tell us a story?"

Dumbledore glared at the pair and shook his head sternly.

Napolean pouted at him. "Please?"

He rolled his eyes and sat up. "Oh, alright. Hop on up."

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A/N: Alright that's all I'm writing. I have another chapter for a different story to write and it's getting late. Hope you enjoyed this and don't forget to tune in next time for Napolean's chapter.

Tah!

Peter-pan