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The following evening, she went to the Charms classroom to decide with Flitwick and the choir what song they were singing. She got to the classroom, where the choir was huddled. Professor Flitwick scurried in and clambered onto his pile of books and coughed loudly. The choir silenced and Flitwick began. "Alright, as you know, the performance is next week, so we need to decide a song. I think we might do a Muggle song this year, so any suggestions?"
"Ooh, I know!" Squealed a very small Hufflepuff. "What about 'I Wish It Could Be Christmas Everyday'? That's a good one, and lots of people know it."
"Good idea, Miss Bones," said Flitwick. "Right, we'll do that song. OK, so Miss Potter will do all the verses whilst we do the background and we'll join in for the chorus. Lets practise... Mr Thomas, would you hand around these sheets with the lyrics on them? Thank you..."
"Dean, I didn't know you were in the choir!" Said Nessie in surprise.
Dean Thomas smiled. "Flitwick knows my parents, so he let me in," he said. He smiled mischievously and said, "How was your double snog with Weasley?"
Nessie beamed back at him. "Wonderful. Marvellous, infact. Although it will just about ruin my repuatation completely, so I shall not be eating those darn sweets again. And yours with Parvati?"
"Brilliant." He winked. "So, lets hear you sing then."
Flitwick played an old CD on a player with the song on it, so everyone could hear how it went. After the song finished, Flitwick conducted the choir, and Nessie began to sing. "When the snowman brings the snow... " she sang, and she followed the lyrics on the sheet of parchment. As she got the rhythm in her head, she got more carried away with the music. She sang and sang with her heart and soul and lost track of time. The end of the song drew nearer, and Nessie finished off.
The choir clapped, and Flitwick bounced up and down, toppling off hs pile of books. "I'm impressed," said Dean.
"Thanks," said Nessie.
"Oooooh, wonderful, wonderful!" Squeaked Flitwick. "We have another rehearsal in two days time, but for now, very well done!"
Nessie and Dean chatted all the way up to the common room about the previous evening. "But seriously, imagine if me and Harry had gotten the snogging one!"
"I'm imagining it, and all I can say is GROSS. Anyway, how was detention with Malfoy?"
Nessie growled and the memory of it. "The task was fine, just cleaning. But Malfoy- MERLIN, how he infuriates me! He's so arrogant and snobby!"
"What happened?" Asked Dean, very confused.
Nessie whispered in his ear. "I will probably regret telling you this, but he- he tried to snog me!"
He gasped, terrified. "Fizzing Whizzbees! He didn't actually manage to snog you, though?"
Nessie shook her head. "He slammed me against a wall so I couldn't get away. When term ends though, this Potter twin is getting revenge, with a little help from the Weasley twins."
"How?"
"Russian Roulette."
He gasped. "But, in Russian Roulette, there's guns! You might die."
She sighed. "Not actual Russian Roulette, you idiot! It's with cursed sweets! It doesn't sound like much, but, the person to eat the cursed one gets jelly legs!"
"What if you eat it?"
I won't, I'll know which one it is. And also, the safe sweets keep refilling themselves, and once the cursed one's eaten, the others disappear."
"Epic!"
Nessie looked at him proudly. "I know, isn't it just!"
They chatted merrily up to the common room and Dean said, "We definitely have to get those sweets again."
"No, we do NOT! Why?"
"Because I want to snog Parvati again!"
Nessie giggled and replied. "I'll let her know!"
"And do you want to snog Weasley again?"
Nessie winked. "No! I am a respectable person with a reputation to hold up. Actually, now I say that, no I don't, but I definitely don't want to snog anyone again."
"Too bad, celebrity has to snog. Get up to the common room."
They ran hysterically into the common room to find all the people in their year sitting on the sofa, and their eyes lit up and the sight of Dean and Nessie. "Great! Now that we're all here... Who's ready for another dose of those sweets?" Asked Seamus cheekily.
Everyone nodded excitedly except for Harry and Nessie who groaned, and they sprinted upstairs again to the boys dorms. Nessie whispered to Parvati. "Oh yeah, just a heads up, Dean's all on for snogging you again."
Parvati grinned widely and squealed with delight. Again, the girls sat on one bed, and the boys on the other. "Guys, us two are not going together," said the Potter twins.
"Fine!" Sighed the rest of them. They rolled the dice, and the first two up were Ron and Nessie. "Why the bloody hell is it always us two?" They cried.
They ate the jigsaw shaped sweets nervously, but they didn't start kissing. "It's YOUR fault that I got detention with Malfoy!" Blurted Nessie.
"I got the first detention of the year, thanks to you!"
"Yeah, but I had to spend it with Malfoy!"
"So?"
"So it was hell!"
"Not as bad as mine!"
"Was so!"
"Was not!"
"Was so!"
They started laughing, and skipped back to their seats. Next, Dean and Parvati went up and had their sweets. Everybody 'Oooooooh'ed in suspense. Would it be the first snog of the night? Nothing happened. What was wrong? Had the sweets gone past their curse-by-date? Suddenly they were encased together by their arms, and sucking the life force out of each others mouths. It was pretty intense, as they squeezed eachother tightly together. Two minutes went by, when they finally escaped the effects of the sweet. They all cheered raucously as Dean and Parvati went to sit down. The next two up were Harry...and Nessie. "No way!" They yelled.
The majority huddled together in discussion. When they finally all nodded, Seamus announced the jury's ruling. "Rock paper, scissors. Best of three, person with the least has to stay on."
The twins mock glared at eachother. "Rock, paper, scissors! Yesssss!" Cried Harry, as his rock crushed the scissors.
"Rock, paper, scissors! Get in!" Roared Nessie, as her paper defeated the rock in exultation.
This was it. The decider. "Rock... Paper... Scissors." They muttered.
"Yeeeeeeeeeesssssssss!" Yelled Harry, as his scissors sliced the paper.
Lavender Brown huffed with disappointment as she faced the fact that another go had gone and she hadn't got to kiss Harry yet. The boys had a full out war, and all tried to get up and go with Nessie. She inspected the sweet pile carefully, oblivious to the brawl that the boys were having in order to go with her. In the end, a reluctant Ron finally won, and was pushed up. He tried to grab a sweet, but Nessie swatted his hand away. "Careful! I'm trying to get one that doesn't make me snog someone." She looked carefully and finally chose one. "OK, I'm pretty certain this one isn't a snogging one."
"How do you know?"
"I don't, that's the problem," she sighed, before nodding. "OK, here goes..."
They both swallowed the sweets whole. Nessie was filled with a tingling sensation. "Damn it!" They cried as they flung themselves into each other, this time more passionately than ever. Serves me right for being so sure, thought Nessie. Wrapped together, they stumbled around, and crashed into several bedside tables, and smashed various belongings. They tripped over and lay on the floor, still snogging intensely. They could feel the effects of the sweets wear off, and they pulled away, panting. There was silence: people just stared on, astounded. They scrambled to their feet, and Nessie inspected the damage they inflicted. "I really shouldn't have chosen that one, let alone swallowed it whole," said Nessie.
The others descended into chaotic laughter, and Hermione fixed the damage with countless 'Reparo's. Nessie stormed back to her seat, rather annoyed with herself, and she slapped herself. Ron, however, was greeted like a hero back into the group of boys. "You know," said Nessie thoughtfully, "I'm beginning to think this is fixed. Somehow, I don't know, you have fixed this."
Everyone suddenly started laughing, and Seamus patted Nessie on the back, who immediately returned it with a hearty thump. They slowly returned to chatter as the dice was rolled again.
After the sweets ran out, they returned to their dormitories, and Nessie lay awake in her bed, thinking. Why the bloody hell did everybody cheer when people kissed? They are in first year. And, more importantly, why did everybody want to snog her? She wasn't even good, and she quite frankly didn't want to. For goodness sakes, after someone had a first kiss with a Malfoy, they'd be happy to stay away from the whole subject of kissing forever. She shook the thought vigorously out of her head and instead thought of the upcoming Quidditch match, where she would take pride in beating the hell out of Slytherin.