This is supposed to be the chapter six I'm talking about a few chapters before… I just edited it a little(or rather a lot) to make it into a chapter 10. Like I said before I didn't put it in chapter six, because it will make the events too fast… so now it has been moved three chaps back.

Sooo here goes: I do not own Harry Potter… I'm not J.K. Rowling…

And since I'm happy about the last chapter's reviews I'm putting this early…

Reversed Prince

Chapter : Hmmm…

Harry POV

'OMG!' I thought as I felt those soft lips reach mine. 'Is this really happening?' I asked myself. The kiss went for a while, without it being above pg-13, it was a wholesome kiss that I always see when I accidentally eavesdrop on Sirius and Remus' alone time. A kiss that don't relate to sex, but just a sweet reminder that they like each other… wait a minute… scratch that! Why the hell is he kissing me? From my point of view I thought he doesn't like me much.

So I opened my eyes, I stared at him for a moment; I looked at his deep hopeful eyes and DAMN! I felt really confused… I ran. I ran without taking the damn heels off. The thought of Ron and his brothers killing me for ruining their masterpiece never crossed my mind; as I ran as far as I can from that tent. I ran until I reached the lake.

Draco POV

"Did she just ran?" I asked Ron as we stared, shocked at running figure in front of us.

"Yes, she did…" He replied. "Won't you go run after her?"

"Yeah," I said as I stood up and walked towards the direction Hannah took. 'I won't take no for an answer.'

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I walked the dark trails of the forbidden, searching for my princess… in the middle of the dark… What the hell…

She really definitely, should say yes to me after this… Damn! No fucking Malfoy walks in the fucking dark, forbidden forest, in the middle of the fucking night! And not to mention it's the fucking full moon… who knows what's out here at this hour, a werewolf? That would be cool…

Now if only I could find her.

I continued walking and I suddenly felt the urge to visit the lake. What brings out the urge? I really don't know but I suddenly thought that with a moon like this; the lake must really look beautiful. So I walked there.

And man I wasn't wrong… the place look awesome, with the reflection of the moon from the water. The moon's light shining through the trees, hitting the flowers below, the light that surrounds the lake.

It looked just like those lakes in my mother's paintings. The only thing missing is a unicorn.

I walked a little further inside, and I saw something. A beautiful form was sitting beside the lake, her face looks a little troubled, and I can see that from a far, her bronze dress was bathe with moonlight, her deep raven hair was stunningly shiny, her face was illuminated and looked beautifully with that angle.

"Hannah!" I shouted from across the place where she sat. I saw her stood up hastily, but she didn't make any move to run away. And the way she looked when she glanced my way… I really don't know, but something stirred up inside of me… it tells me that; she's the one for me….

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Next morning… 11am Cafeteria.

Harry POV

"Dray what are you doing here, aren't you supposed to be on patrol duty?" Blaise asked as he looked strangely at the person behind me. I turned around and saw him… The owner of those captivating silver orbs… It took me reaaaaalllyyy long before I realized I was staring with my mouth open. I hurriedly snap my mouth shut.

"Well I'm just here to look for my girlfriend." He said stressing every syllable of the word "girlfriend". And he said that while smiling like an idiot; which only made him more… adorable?

No, I don't think that's the word… hot?

Yep I think that is.

"You bitch!" Ron screamed from beside me. "We've been together since this morning and you didn't tell me!" he said looking hard at me. "And you too! You call yourself my boyfriend?" He said pointing at Blaise.

"Hey, just learned it the same time as you are babe." Blaise replied raising his arms up.

"Draco, I don't remember saying yes to be your bo-girlfriend…" I said, the word almost slipping on the word "girlfriend".

"Yeah, I don't remember asking." He said with a smirk. "I just decided it last night, after you ran when you saw me on the other side of the lake."

'DAMN IT WAS HIM!' I thought as the flash back of last night's events came to me.

The lake… 12mn

I was walking around the lake; trying to clear my mind, after I ran as fast I could away from Draco(aka: my prince charming), away from the best kiss of my life.

'Why the hell did I just do that?' I asked myself as I keep pacing around the lake. I thought about that over and over again; I was so engrossed in thinking about that "incident" that I did not saw a huge stone on my way and I tripped, my left contact lens fell in the process.

I was in the middle of finding the blasted piece of matter, when someone called my name from the other side of the lake. I stood up hurriedly; I glanced at the way where I heard the sound, I couldn't make out the face of person who said it, due to my blind as a fucking bat eyesight. Then I thought that it might be Filch looking for "student's out of bed, after hours" crap, I was so scared to be back to the councilor again (I'm still on fucking probation dammit!)That I ran as fast as I can to my dorm room.

End of flashback

"Oh, speaking of running, Ron, that is one good high heels you got, it's still intact after all that running." I smiled at Ron.

"Well, quality and design is what our shop is known for." He said sipping his… you've guessed it… strawberry fruit shake.

"Well, Ms. Hannah Jennica Black, you are my girl now. And after we graduated collage I'm marrying you. Any questions?" after the word marry, every one of us in the room seem to drop our mouths from certain angles.

'What. The. Flying. Fuck is going on?' I thought, as my mouth fell a whole new level, like that girl from that episode of Jimmy Neutron when he confessed to the whole cafeteria that he likes Sydney(the blonde girl… which I'm not sure of if this is her name).

"Will you please FUCKING repeat that?" I asked.

"I'll marry you… one way or another." He grinned.

Unknown to them, two ugly souls were watching them. Plotting something.

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Professor Snape's class, later that afternoon.

'What the hell happened?' I thought to myself as I tried solving how many water will spill if I put a gram of Au (gold) in a full glass of salt water. And man! I was thinking about Draco's proposal(?) too much that I forgot the formula of whateverthefuck.

And then just as I thought that my moment of my misery couldn't get any worse…

"I see that you're having hard time on such a simple problem, Ms. Black." Professor said behind me. "Might as well work that artistic brains of yours to the brink, or else you might get even lower than C-." He said with a straight face.

Asswipe.

I hurriedly erase Draco from my mind then and there. 'C-, my ass greasy haired asshole.' Ithought as I moved on to the next problem, then for some reason the other students looked puzzled and started talking to each other. I looked around when the talking didn't stop after a minute then I saw a man, with jet black hair parted at the left said, that stays in place even without gel or wax(I used gel before, thank you very much.), and piercing eyes, wearing a Slytherin uniform.

"Are you Ms. Hannah Jennica Black?" the guy whom I finally recognized as the president asked, looking at me from head to toe.

"Y-Yes I am." I answered lamely.

"I'm just here to take you to the student affairs office." He said, his eyes never leaving me.

"W-why?" I asked.

"I'm just a messenger, why would you think I know?" He said as he turned around. "Don't just sit there, and stare. Get up." He hissed.

'Grumpy much?' I thought. As I stood up, I glanced over to Ron and Hermione and saw worry etched on their faces. 'I'm still in probation. What now?' I thought to myself as I followed the president.

"Didn't you realize that doing crap with those two will get you to trouble?" He said out of the blue.

"Pardon me?" I asked looking confused as ever.

He just sighed and said. "Those two animals think very highly of themselves because of their parent's money, they think that everything they do is right. Take care of yourself, and the people who matters to you." He said glancing towards the other's direction. "Those two. They'll try destroying you, but remember that only one has strength, and the other only has brains." He said as he opened the door for me. I stood there dumbfounded for a second until I regain my composure, and starred at him.

"What makes you think that I won'?" I asked. Smiling at him.

He smiled back. "I just wish you can keep that till the end." He said as I entered the door, I looked back to him, still holding the door up. "Have a safe trip at Hogwarts." His smirk fades as he closed the door.

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"What do you mean?" I asked Ms. Eves the grumpy looking woman, with a thick rimmed glasses and wearing a really t ight bun on her hair which looked like it hurt, by the way.

"I mean you were chosen to be one of the candidates for the 37th Pageant of the Annual Hogwarts Yule Celebration."

"What!? How did that happen?" I yelled shooting out of my seat.

"The female population of the school chooses the girls that will represent their year level. And apparently a quarter of your year level's female population voted for you." She explained.

"How could that happen? I've only been here for a while, not even everyone from my department knows me, how did you expect me to believe that a quarter of my year level's population will even vote for me!?" I explained.

"I'm so sorry dear, but the results are clear and final. And apparently, people know who you are Ms. Black." She said looking straight to my eye. "And they either wants to make you, break you or even worse…" she took a short pause before she said the next words which frightened me to the core. "Destroy you."

I went out of that wretched room in a slump. I mean who would want to be a part of something you didn't asked for that might absolutely change your life, and to top it off my crush, which happened to be the hottest boy in this school decided something without informing me!

It was already free period when I reached the design room. I quickly walked towards my friends, who quickly noticed my state, bugged me the whole afternoon, then dragged me to my pinktastic room… I was automatically obligated to tell them EVERYTHING(starting from my humiliating fall, beside the fucking lake).

"WHAT did you just said!?" Hermione shouted.

"I can't really understand it either." I said as I slumped down on my bed.

"This is going to be a huge trouble." Ron said as he lay beside me and cuddles my dolphin pillow.

"They can't just do that! You have no experience. You'll just embarrass yourself on stage." She said as she lay beside Ron.

"Mione…" Ron said.

"Yes." She said looking at Ron.

"How did you know that Harry's a guy? Even I didn't see through it." He asked.

"Well the thing I noticed that lead to me finding out is the same reason that he'll be pulverized in that stage." She said with a sigh. "There were two things, his body language and his speech pattern."

"What do you mean by that?" Ron said sitting up. "I thought he's done a good job in those categories."

"Well some things slip some things don't go to place and you Ron have done this for a long time you should've observed better. I've been with you for a long time… I will know when a cross dresser did a great job or not, right away, and Harry's job is clearly satisfactory at most." She explained, making me blush with embarrassment. "Even if he looked like a girl, it doesn't mean that he can act it out perfectly." She said. "And just like you Ron he needs more time to perfect it. Remember when I first saw you. You were beating a guy to death, while wearing a skirt which flew quite nicely giving everybody nightmares for weeks." Ron just hid his face in embarrassment. Hermoine can really embarrass us without really trying.

Those facts she stated really made me feel better… Not!

"Blaise liked the view…" Ron said covering his face with the dolphin. "But sadly he needs to perfect it now! If he wants to survive during the pageant and his competitor is Bulstrode, a trained one in that sort of business." Ron added to my already high misery. "I really feel bad for letting that bitch wear my clothes. She doesn't deserve it; remember what she and Parkinson did to my design room, collection and models last time! And they even tried to blame me!" He shouted pointing at himself for the last word.

"I'll also wear your gowns too, don't be too upset." I said as I stood up and get some snacks from my dresser. "And what happened last year again?" I asked as I hand them the snacks.

"They fucking poisoned my models with laxatives and burned my entire collection to ashes!" Ron said waving his hand furiously.

"Shouldn't they be expelled, those were high crimes." I said, remembering the second time I saw Ron, the broken version of him, with his babies, his works that's been trampled on the floor. And my chest tightened. 'I might not take that well.' I thought since that might happen to me.

"They said it was an accident, and they tried to blame me. But since they organized that fashion show it all came exploding to their faces." He said folding his arms across his chest.

"Those two have under developed brains… they were the size of a chicken's but still is under developed." Hermione said as she munched on a chocolate bar.

"Yeah…" I said as fear took over my mind.

The next day, I was really shocked at what I saw, which definitely ruined my weekend vibe.

"WHERE DID THOSE COME FROM?" I shouted pointing at the ginormous tarpaulin of me in the gown I used in the opening ceremony, in front of the bulletin board… beside Bulstrode's version of the same shit.

"They always hang pictures of candidates as soon they were announced." Ron said. "So those things were probably there since last night." He said munching on the potato chips I gave him LAST night.

"You've been eating that since last night?"

"So… I saved it in the fridge." I just grimaced at the thought of eating frozen shit like that.

"WHAT THE HELL!" Hermione shouted as she emerged from the student affairs office besides the bulletin board. "I can't believe it!" She said crossing her arms in front of her chest. Her eyes in a fixed glare the looked like it may shoot lasers out any minute.

"What's wrong Mione? You looked like you might eat us all alive." Ron said, now eating the head of a gummy worm, poor thing.

"I heard from my secretary that most of the girls that voted for Hannah were from Slytherin…" she sighed. "And they actually thought that it might be the best way to make their candidate win, and Bulstrode actually encourage some to vote for you because she wanted revenge." She said. "Then I went to the Student Affairs to represent the evidence we gathered but they rejected it without even seeing it, saying that they've already brought out the publicity and that would be a waste of money."

"That's so childish, and just plainly wrong!" Ron said. "And what's even worse is if she got a good escort for her in the draw later."

"Draw?" I asked looking at Ron. "Is there something you're not telling me?"

"Uh-oh" Ron and Hermione said in unison, which made me nervous like shit.

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They dragged me to an empty classroom after the "uh-oh" incident, then they told me about the escort draw that will happen tomorrow night.

"Okay, so they'll draw our escorts?" I asked nervously.

"And it won't be good if you got an unpopular one, it might not get you some votes, since the escort will help publicity. Public votes are 40% of the criteria, the judges' are 60% and that 60% have parts, intelligence, poise, which you lack by the way, beauty, the way you carry the dress you wear, your attitude and etcetera." Hermoine explained.

"Why didn't you tell me this earlier?" I asked, annoyed at them.

"It kind of slipped our minds." Ron said looking sheepishly at me.

"Ughh! Why MUST I worry about this shit! I didn't sign up for this!" I shouted, throwing my arms as I stood up.

"No one does Harry; it just so happens that Slytherin girls LIKE you very much." Hermione said.

"Too much actually." I said earning a sigh from Ron.

"We need a plan." Hermione said looking straight at me.

"What kind?" Ron said.

"We need publicity, we need props, we need gimmicks we need people." She smiled.

"If it's just the gimmicks and the publicity, I know the people." Ron said smiling at me.

"Wait! Wait! Wait!" I shouted looking at them. "Why guys? Why do you go these lengths just to help me? We just met last September!"

"Because we care, we are friends, and you stood up for us back then even if you don't know us. So we've decided that we will be with you through it all." Ron said with the brightest smile I ever saw on him, which made me and Hermione smile back at him.

And there they go again, dragging me somewhere, with their enthusiasm never faltering. They really want me to win because I helped them. Isn't this a just little too much, they've already let me in their circle… I think this is a bit of overkill, but hey! If they are happy doing this, then who am I to stop them?

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"So you're the first year contestant for the pageant." A ginger haired woman wearing a black stripped white blouse, denim mini skirt, black leggings and four inches knee high black converse.

"Beautiful but needs improvement." Another ginger girl who looks the same as the other, but wearing a ripped baby blue hanging shirt over a black tank top, green cargo pants and six inch strappy wedge said.

I'm telling you, both of them really looks the same but one is taller, they were both wearing some accessories that Ron wears right now, the square book like locket, silver bangles and black heart earrings. But their rings were different. The girl in the converse were wearing silver or stainless ones with no or minimal stones, the one in the wedge were wearing black rubber ones and Ron is a sucker for really big stones that his finger may swear at him if it can just talk.

"Are you all related?" I asked looking from other to another to another.

"Yep, they are my twin older siblings, Faith and Gravity." Ron said gesturing to the two. "Faith is a jewelry designer and craftsman, while Gray is a photographer, and hair and makeup artist. Also most of the shoes in the clothing line is either designed or made by them." He explained.

"Speaking of shoes, Ronald; where are the bronze and silver pairs that went missing weeks ago?" The taller girl said.

"We have them, we tested them." Ron said. "Now what Improvements do you two suggest?"

So that's all for now… BTW thanks to the two people who reviewed last chapter, it really motivated me. So guys, did you see the Jimmy Neutron references. I actually just watched a commercial for that episode years ago… I remembered it while writing the mouth falling scene… also, like I promised in the past chapters, here are the reasons for why Hermione guessed that harry was a guy… and I'll edit this later. ^_^