A/N: Hi Everyone! Sorry I haven't updated in three weeks. *sheepish smile* My parents went to Alaska for two weeks and I swore myself off Fanfiction for that time. And as usual I am typing the chapter last minute. Thanks always to my reviewers. This times its .. Thank you! I have six reviews now, happy dance! So enjoy!

Disclaimer: Anything you recognize is done by J.K. Rowling. A moment of honor to her please. Okay enough of that! Everything else is the organized chaos that came out of my mind!

Lily and Becky drag me over to the Ravenclaw table, despite my protests. Roxanne and Rose are winking and sending thumbs up.

I roll my eyes, they insist that flirting will cheer me up, I'm sure chocolate would do the same thing with less effort on my part, but whatever makes them happy. They push me down next to a niceish looking boy, introduce us and run off, giggling.

I am going to kill those girls if they don't get me first. Oh, he's talking.

"…upset that I haven't had the chance to talk to you yet. I saw you at the prefect meeting, but you were surrounded. You seem so sweet."

"Thank you, that's really nice."

Two boys join us. "Yeah Andrew, you're really nice."

Andrew huffs. "Val meet the morons I call friends. This one's Jeff, the other's Tim."

There is a round of "Hello." And a quick awkward silence, hardly noticeable, but still there.

Then Jeff asks, "So why are you even talking to this idiot darlin'? Any bloke would be happy to get one of your smiles."

I giggle and play the role of the flirty, giggly, little girl they expect. "My friends dragged me over here."

He winks at me, "Well I'm glad they did."

I giggle, Pig. It takes all my will not to dump my drink on him and walk away.

"Jeff lay off, she was talking to me."

"Key word in that sentence is was."

I laugh. "Well, I have a ton of homework to do, so I'll talk to you guys later."

"Wait, Val. Would you go out with me? Go to Hogsmeade with me? As a date?"

Does he think I'm slow? "Well I don't really have anyone else to go with, so I suppose I could."

"Great." He hops up, squeezes my hand and kisses my cheek.

I turn and walk out, swinging my hips just a little bit more than normal. I hear, "Man, she is hot," behind me. I don't know whether to smile or be repulsed.

/././

I sit with Andrew and his friends for most of the week.

We had tried sitting at the Gryffindor table but it was uncomfortable, so it was easier to just sit at Ravenclaw. Sometimes the girls would join us, but it wasn't often.

More times than not, I'd hear the laughter of my friends and yearn to join in the joke. It was so somber at the Ravenclaw table, I just wished for the familiar pattern of joy that I had grown accustomed to.

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