A/N: After almost 2 hours of homework, a 20 minute nap, and 3 hours of writing, I could FINALLY got this chapter finished! I felt a little brain-dead honestly so sorry if this chapter sucks. Anyways, thank you muentiger and im-the-doctor for reviewing. Oh there is a possibility that there won't be a chapter posted up tomorrow. I will be at my dad's this weekend and he doesn't have internet. I know...it's ridiculous! So please be patient!

This chapter is a filler, so it's a little shorter than the others. Also don't forget to review! Enjoy!


Rosaline and I sat next to each other in the Great Hall, happily devouring our breakfast. While my plate had a nice stack of pancakes and few strips of bacon, Rosaline's plate piled high with bacon, eggs and toast. I never understood how a skinny girl like her could eat so much. Once I finished my breakfast, I saw Harry, Hermione and Ron sitting at the Gryffindor. Hermione waved for us to come over. I got up and rushed over as Rosaline joyfully hopped off her seat and skipped all the way to the other table.

"Hey guys," Rosaline smiled.

Everyone stared at her oddly. I guess no one here was exactly a morning person.

"You're happy this morning," Ron said.

"What?" Rosaline asked as if it was nothing, "I'm a morning person."

Ron just shook his head and continued to eat his breakfast. Suddenly younger kid from Gryffindor came by with a package. He handed Ron the package and then smiled at Harry, as if he was in the presence of a celebrity.

"Later, Nigel," Ron said.

The kid sighed and then walked away.

"I told Nigel I would get him Harry's autograph," Ron shrugged.

Rosaline giggled as Ron opened up his package. He pulled out an old, hideous, brown, lacy, raggedy...thing. I didn't know what it was exactly; it sort of looked like a dress, but at the same time it wasn't. Whatever it was, it made me laugh.

"Mum sent me a dress!" Ron said shocked.

"Well it does match your eyes," Harry teased, "Is there a bonnet? Ah Ha!"

Harry pulled out a frilly, lacy thing from the box. Ron glared at him as the rest of us laughed.

"Nose down Harry," Ron muttered. He then looked over at his sister. "Ginny, these must be for you."

Ginny wrinkled her nose in disgust.

"I'm not wearing that," she said, "It's ghastly!"

Hermione let out a small giggle, since she was trying not to laugh so hard.

"What are you on about?" Ron asked.

"They're not for Ginny," Hermione laughed, "They're for you!"

Then it was my turn to laugh. I just couldn't hold it any longer. I literally fell off of my seat and started laughing my ass off. Those ugly rags were for Ron? Oh heaven help him.

"Dress robes!" Hermione said.

"Dress robes?" Ron asked, "For what?"

I stopped laughing when an image appeared into my head. The Great Hall was empty, decorated, and had a winter scenery. Girls were in gowns while the boys wore suits. There was music and dancing. I pulled out my sketchbook and started to draw everything out. Once I was done the sketch revealed what looked like a dance.

"Crap," I muttered.

Rosaline was the only one that heard me. She glanced over my shoulder and saw my sketch.

"I don't get it," she said.

"There's going to be a dance," I said.

"Seriously?" she asked.

I sighed and nodded my head. I loathed dances; you had to dress up for just one night and then dance to crappy music. It was ridiculous.

"So will you be going?" she asked.

"Hell no," I said.

"What?" she gasped, "Why not?"
"You know I hate dances," I said.

"But it might be fun," she suggested.

"If it involves crappy music, poofy dresses and high heels, then there is no way in hell that it will be fun," I said.

"Oh don't be a mopey, dopey Eeyore," Rosaline groaned.

I looked at her and giggled.

"Mopey, dopey Eeyore?" I laughed.

"Shut up, it was the first thing that came in my mind."

I laughed anyway, then Rosaline playfully punched my shoulder. She finally gave in and laughed with me.

"So I'm guessing you want Cedric to ask you to go with him," I teased.

Rosaline hid her blushing cheeks behind her blue hair.

"I don't know," she mumbled embarrassed, "Maybe."

"I figured," I shrugged, "Whenever you see him you go coo-coo bananas."

"You're really pushing your luck with me," she said.

I shrugged and deviously smiled.

"You know me," I said, "I like to take risks with people."

"Yeah like when you talked back to Professor Snape yesterday," Rosaline said, "You're lucky he just took 5 points from Ravenclaw. I thought he was going to take half of your face off!"

I sighed in enjoyment at the memory.

"Yeah," I said, "That was fun."

"You evil child," Rosaline smirked.

It was officially announced that the was going to be a dance. Actually it was a ball; the Yule Ball. The fact that it was going to be a ball made me hate it even more. For almost a week now, girls have been gossiping and talking about who they were going with or what they were wearing. It made me want to grab the nearest spoon and choke myself. Oh and don't forget the drama; when a girl likes a guy but he's going with someone else. Or my favorite: when a couple breaks up and the guy comes with another girl or the other way around. You'll definitely see a fight come out of that one.

I sat by the tree near the Black Lake. I was extremely bored, I had nothing to do. Rosaline was anxiously waiting for Cedric to ask her to the ball. Harry and Ron were stressing over who they should ask. And then Hermione, well she actually got a date. I wasn't going so I had to think of what I was going to do while everyone else was at the ball.

I glanced around me and saw a pine cone on the ground. I picked it up and held it in my hand. I placed it on the palm of my hand and focused; it then turned into a pebble. It was a smooth, flat pebble that was no bigger than the size of a quarter. I stood up and walked to the edge of the lake. I then threw the pebble and watched it skip against the surface of the water.

I sat back down and decided to shift random things. I turned a leaf into a necklace, and then a twig into rubber band. I then saw something twinkle from the corner of my eye. It was too far away for me to see what it was. I brought my hand forward I concentrated. It slowly came forward. Once it came close enough, I realized it was a small emerald. It was a little dirty from lying in the dirt. It floated above my hand for a few seconds before I finally let it drop into my palm. I brushed off the dirt with the sleeve of my robe. It sparkled in the sunlight, shooting off small rays of green. I smiled and placed it in my pocket. I then grabbed my books and left for the common room.

Rosaline's P.O.V.

Aaralyn and I sat in the common room to study for our upcoming Herbology quiz. We borrowed some notes from Neville, since he practically knew everything about the class. We were almost finish when a couple of Ravenclaw girls came into the common room giggling furiously.

"Something tells me you guys are happy," Aaralyn sarcastically said.

"Cho has a date to the ball," one of the girls giggled.

We knew who Cho was. She could be sweet...sometimes, I think. She might be in Ravenclaw, but she was kind of an airhead. She was also very slutty, which is one of the reasons why Rosaline and I didn't like her.

"Oh really?" Rosaline said, trying sound interesting.

"Yeah," Cho giggled, "What about you guys?"

"Oh, I'm not going to the ball," Aaralyn shrugged.

They all looked at her as if she had three heads.

"Really?" one of them asked shocked.

"Not going to the ball is like not breathing," another said dramatically, "You have to go."

"No I don't," Aaralyn said, "Look, even if I had to choose between death and putting on a dress and going to the ball, I would choose death."

"Whatever," Cho said rolling her eyes.

"Rosaline is waiting for this guy to ask her to come with her," Aaralyn wiggled her eyebrows at me.

That girl really enjoyed watching me get embarrassed. She loved doing anything that she could get a laugh out of.

"Who is it?" Cho asked me.

"None of your business," I blushed.

"So who's the Casanova that's taking you anyway?" Aaralyn asked Cho.

Cho smiled from ear to ear and blushed madly.

"Cedric Diggory!" she squealed and then started giggling.

Cedric? Cedric Diggory? He was taking Cho to the ball? How could he do this? I was lost for words. My eyes were wide and my jaw almost dropped to the ground when I heard this.

"I know!" Cho said when she saw my reaction, "The Cedric Diggory asked me to the ball!"

"That's...great," I fake smiled.

Aaralyn looked at me with great sympathy and then sarcastically smiled at Cho. When Cho turned to leave, Aaralyn flipped her off. Once they left, I felt tears brim in my eyes.

"I feel so stupid," I muttered.

Aaralyn scooted closer to me and wrapped her arms around me.

"Don't," she said, "If anyone here is stupid it's Cedric. He shouldn't have played you like that. You don't deserve that."

"That...that..." I couldn't say it.

"Say it," Aaralyn said, "Yell it if you have to. Trust me it'll make you feel better."

I breathed in.

"THAT ASSHOLE!" I shouted.

Aaralyn jumped back a little with shock.

"There," she said, "You feel better now?"

I sighed and hung my head.

"Not really," I said, "Now I'll be going to the ball by myself. I'll look like a complete idiot."

"No you won't," Aaralyn said.

"When a guy goes by himself it's fine," I said, "But when a girl goes alone it's just embarrassing."

I rested my head on the palm of my hand while I propped my arm on my knee. I heard Aaralyn sigh and then she got up. She moved in front of my and got down on her knees. She forced me to look her in the eyes.

"Rosaline Moriali," she said, "Would you go to the ball with me?"
I couldn't help but smile. I pulled her into a hug and she gladly hugged me back. Aaralyn was too good of a friend. She'd do anything just make me smile.

"Thanks Aaralyn," I said.

She smiled and then got up to leave.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"To find Cedric so I can punch him in the face," she said.

I jumped up and stopped her from going out the door.

"I get it," I said, "You hate seeing me hurt, but please don't damage Cedric. As much as he deserves it, I'd rather not see him hurt."

Aaralyn groaned and sat back down.

"But one of these days I will break his nose," she muttered.

I laughed and thanked her with another hug.