Allie got up one Sunday morning, got dressed and ate breakfast, and promptly stepped into fire.

No, she wasn't dead. Rather, Allie was in the Ministry of Magic.

"No, we aren't killing off the main characters," Allie clarified to the narrator.

Allie walked to the lift, and when it arrived, pressed the button for floor 8.

"Minister for Magic's office," a smooth voice said.

The 11 year old strode towards Cornelius Fudge's office.

"Ahh, Minister!" she exclaimed, pushing the doors to his office open amid the protests of his secretary. "I'm so sorry I'm late for our meeting- oh my, what is Mr. Malfoy doing here?"

Cornelius Fudge looked flustered. "I'm sorry, miss-"
"No, I'm sorry, I'm late," Allie cut in. "Lucius Malfoy, nice to meet you. I'm Allie Baker, you might know of me through your son?"

"Yes," Lucius said slowly. "He, ah, doesn't exactly have the most favorable opinion of you."

"Well, it's not my fault that he does not act like a Slytherin, is it?" she said amicably.

While Lucius's face turned rather red, Allie turned to Fudge. "Remember, the meeting with the goblins is today," she reminded the minister.

"Ah, yes, that. Today?"

"Yes, Minister. The goblins will be here any minute, I'm afraid you'll have to ask Mr. Malfoy to leave," Allie said.

"Lucius has my full confidence," Fudge insisted.

"Well then, if he says one thing I'm afraid he'll have to leave," Allie compromised.

"Now, you are an 11 year old! What makes you able to be here in an important meeting!" Malfoy fumed.

"Now, now, Lucius," Allie reprimanded. "I, unlike you, am a friend of the goblins, and I, unlike you, haven't lost ⅓ of my fortune in childish bets.

"Ah, there are our visitors," she cried as Lucius' mouth resembled a fish.

(OvO)

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"Yes, yes, so I'll send the invitations to the ball," Fudge promised as the goblins prepared to leave. "Ministry Charity Ball, it has a nice ring to it."
"And we'll convince rich people to donate stuff," Snaptooth the goblin grunted. His companion, Grimenail, nodded.

"And we'll match the amount you make."

"Perfect," Allie beamed, clapping her hands. "So the money will be split between the Ministry, Hogwarts, and St. Mungos. What an amazing idea, Minister!" she said, winking at the goblins.

Snaptooth bared his teeth. "And when we get our good publicity, we will cancel the Ministry's debts."

"Thank you!" Allie called as the duo flooed away. "I'll leave you with Lucy, shall I?" she said, nodding her head as to where Lucius Malfoy was bound and gagged in the closet.

"Yes," Fudge agreed. "So nice to meet you, Miss Baker."
"Call me Allie," Allie said airily. "And anytime you need my help, I'm only an owl away."

"Yes, yes," Fudge mused. "Call me Cornelius. And Allie?"
"Yes?"
"I would appreciate your help in planning…"

"What's the budget?"
"I'd say a thousand galleons?" the minister offered. Allie nodded.

"I'll pass along details in a week, please send three female representatives to Hogwarts to help."

Cornelius agreed and Allie happily flooed back to Hogwarts.
Of course, not before visiting Diagon Alley and getting ice cream.

(OvO)

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Narcissa Malfoy, Amaryllis Greengrass, and Scarlett Zabini walked up the to the gates at Hogwarts together, each lost in their own thoughts.

Why were they going to Hogwarts to plan the Ministry Ball? Since when is there a teacher named Allie Baker? How should I kill my latest husband?

"Welcome," a first year greeted the trio cheerfully. "I'm Allie Baker, I believe you'll be helping me with the ball?"
"Ah, yes," Narcissa said smoothly. "However, I was under the impression that Allie Baker was a teacher, with all of Cornelius' glowing praise."
"Not yet," Allie chuckled. "I have a team of students inside, they'll be performing at the ball too."
"Who?" Scarlett inquired.
"The Hogwarts Dance Team," Allie informed her.

"Since when does Hogwarts have a dance team?" Amaryllis asked.

"Since two days ago," Allie said casually, leading the women up to the castle. "Its members are me, Hermione Granger, Daphne and Astoria Greengrass, Luna Lovegood, Susan Bones, Ginny Weasley, Padma and Parvati Patil, Lavender Brown, Tracey Davis, and Pansy Parkinson. We have some boys for a partner dance, Harry Potter, Dean Thomas, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, Draco Malfoy, Cedric Diggory, Anthony Goldstein, Fred Weasley and Oliver Wood."

"Well, it's quite nice that my son is participating," Narcissa said.

"We'll be performing a ballet, Aurora," Allie told them.
"I don't believe I'm familiar with that ballet," Scarlett commented, raising an eyebrow.

"It's a muggle ballet," Allie replied, missing the looks the three women exchanged. "You're invited to the rehearsal today. Lady Greengrass, Daphne is Princess Aurora while Theodore Nott is our male lead."
"And what about Draco and Blaise?" Narcissa wanted to know.

"They're part of the ballet, and the princes who try to wake Aurora up."

Allie showed the trio their practice room, before settling down in the room next door.

"In front of you, you have folders for the ball. One of you will have to take us shopping, another needs to deal with food, not to mention decorations," Allie said, watching the pureblood women look at the colored folders with interest.

"I can take you shopping," Narcissa and Amaryllis volunteered at the same time.

"I'll do the food," Scarlett said. "Narcissa, Amaryllis, may I borrow your house elves?"
"You could ask Professor Dumbledore to borrow some of Hogwarts'," Allie suggested. "Lady Malfoy, why don't you, eh, convince people to donate things? It's going to be an auction."

'I'm sure Lucius would love to donate a few things," Narcissa said smoothly. "I myself have some jewelry I have never worn."

"I have some fabulous ideas for decorating," Amaryllis cut in, leaning forwards. "White roses and Hyacinths…"
"Perhaps sunflowers?" Scarlett Zabini suggested. "White drapes might be nice too."
"Red and white are nice colors, maybe a touch of yellow?" Narcissa contributed.
"I'll leave you ladies to it," Allie said, getting up. "We will be practicing next door at 3. I would suggest visiting your children at some point as well."

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"Leap! Twirl! Jѐte, Hermione! Daphne, arabesque!" Allie called, clapping her hands. The girl herself pirouetted. "Boys, relevѐ in 5th!"

The girls each did two pas de chats before falling backwards into their partners' arms.

"Oliver! Get closer to Luna! Harry! Hermione is not a doll! Draco! Arm around Astoria!" Allie said, grasping Fred's hand. She pulled herself back, one leg pointing up. "That is how you do it! Thanks Fred," she said, not noticing his blush. Allie quickly fixed her ponytail. "Again, from the top! Where's my baby?"

"Here," Padma called, handing Allie a baby doll.

"Great - Susan, Tracey, and Parvati, are you ready for your Maleficent dance?"
"Ready," Parvati, who was playing Maleficent, said confidently. Her two minions nodded. A minute later, they were pirouetting and grand jѐte-ing across the room as dramatic music played.

Allie knelt and re-tied her ballet slipper as she surveyed the room. "Draco, raise your left hand," she told Pansy's partner. "Blaise, you have to sweep Daphne off her feet, and lift her up," she said, talking to one of Daphne's many partners.

Each of the boys took a turn dancing with Aurora, ultimately giving her a rose and returning to their original dance partner. Theo would be last, and the duo would pirouette off into the sunset to conclude the ballet.

"Lady Malfoy, Lady Greengrass, why don't you drop by on Sunday so we can go shopping?" Allie requested, returning to where the three women were staring at the ballet, open mouthed.

The two agreed.