Jason's P.O.V.

"So, what have you been doing?" I asked the girls.

"Well...we started in Honeydukes", Holly showed us a couple of bulging bags, "Then we headed to Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes to stock up on...stuff."

After saying this, Holly and Jamie started to giggle. The giggles then turned into laughs, which soon had the entire bar looking at us. Albus and I sunk into our seats, and after a while everyone turned to their own business.

Albus raised an eyebrow, "Do you care to explain why that was so funny?"

After calming down a bit, Jamie said, "Well...we were in the shop..."

Holly jumped in, "Near the WonderWitch shelf..."

"And Terence, the assistant, turns to this person with waist-length hair and asks her if she would like a Flirting Fancy..."

"And this person turns around and it's actually a bloke..."

"And he looks at Terence and says..."

"I don't swing that way!", they finished together.

That isn't that funny.

"That isn't that funny", Albus said.

Holly turned to Jamie and said, "Why are things never as funny as they were, when you tell someone?"

Jamie shrugged.

"Oh, and then we went to Gladrags, where we spent the entire day."

Albus looked at Jamie. "So you're coming to the ball?"

Jamie nodded, "Are the both of you?"

Albus and I nodded.

I wonder if she has a date yet...

"So, did you buy anything for the ball?"

Holly nodded, "We did-thank God Scor told us to buy Muggle attire-but I don't want you to see it...yet."

Albus rolled his eyes, "Fine."

Jamie, on the other hand, pulled out her Gladrags bag and showed us her dress. It was...loud. It was purple in color with silver glitter on the skirt and mid-sleeved.

"It looks good", I said.

She grinned, "I know!"

Then, she looked as though she were about to suffocate.

"Achoo!"

Her hair changed color and became a mellow and joyful yellow. She groaned.

"Oh no!"

Albus asked, "What? It's just a cold."

Jamie sighed, "When you are a metamorphmagus, it isn't 'just a cold'."

She sneezed again and this time her hair changed into orange and her ears became pixie-like.

"As I was saying, for me a cold is disastrous. I have absolutely no control over my appearance. It just changes automatically."

I thought for a bit. "It's probably not even a cold. Try to change your hair or something."

She scrunched up her face and her hair feebly turned a light shade of pink, before giving up and turning brown.

"Definitely a cold."

After drinking another ButterBeer each, we decided to face the cold and go back to the castle.

As we were walking, snow fell into Jamie's face, causing her to sneeze, causing her hair to turn into an atrocious shade of green. I laughed and she glared at me. She pushed me, but I grabbed her hand, and we both fell into the snow. Laughing, we stood up. I noticed that she was still laughing so I asked her, "What is it?"

She giggled and said, "You have a huge leaf on your head."

I reached up and brushed it off.

She had gone ahead, so I ran to catch up with her.

"So..."

"So?"

"Um...Who are you going to the ball with?"

She turned to look at me and said, "No one. You?"

"No one."

Should I ask her? No. It'll be a disaster. But...Whatever.

"Well...maybe you could come with me?"

She raised an eyebrow. "Is Jason Flew asking me out?"

I may have blushed slightly. "Maybe. Depends on whether you agree or not."

She looked back ahead and said, "Okay."


James' P.O.V.

We flooed back the night before the ball. Albus, Lily and I were greeted with a very warm welcome from Teddy, Dad and Mum. For some reason, everyone was in a celebratory mood.

"Hey! Guess what?"

Hmm...

"You invented a bludger that can tap-dance?"

Teddy's face fell.

"No."

"You...wrote a book on how to understand girls?", Albus asked.

Teddy looked upset.

"No."

"You invented a teddy bear that can cast spells?", chimed Lily.

Teddy sighed. "You know, you guys just made my amazing news sound not so amazing."

Hey if you want to be part of the family, deal with it.

"Sorry...So, what is your news?"

Teddy grinned and said, "I got a job at...Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes in Hogsmeade!"

Um...so? But of course I couldn't say that.

"Wow! Congratulations! What's for dinner?"

Mum laughed and threw a bowl of dough at me. Me, being the awesome seeker I am, caught it.

"I'm making Indian! I found this amazing recipe!"

Oh no. Mum's experiments were never good news. The last time she experimented, the 'hamburgers' almost burnt the house down. Thank God for 'Aguamenti'.

Teddy swallowed and said, "Really? I thought we were going out."

Mum looked insulted, "I make better food than all of those restaurants combined."

And so, she pushed us to the table and served us the food. Let's just say that after that night, I can digest sawdust.


Holly's P.O.V.

"3...2...1...Open your eyes!"

Jamie led me into the dormitory, proclaiming that her 'masterpiece' was ready. I was just glad that I had a back-up dress in my trunk.

I opened my eyes and was awe-struck. Jamie had transformed a plain white dress into something that was...cute. It was appropriate and fancy and sparkly. I stood their open-mouthed. I blinked.

"Oh. My. God. THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!"

I gave her a tight hug.

"Um...Holly? You're suffocating me..."

I released her, "Sorry."

Jamie laughed. "So...I'm guessing that you liked it. Anyway, we barely have four hours. Get into that dress and then I'll do your hair and make-up. And then you can do my make-up, seeing as no one can control my hair at the moment."

At that moment she sneezed again and her long green hair changed into a spiky silver pixie-cut.

She groaned and threw me in the bathroom, along with the dress.

After putting it on, I stared at myself in the mirror. The sleeves had been trimmed, and now the dress had spaghetti straps. It was covered with silver sequins till the waist, and then it flew out in layers till my knee. Looking at it, no one would have recognized it as the full-sleeved, plain white dress in Gladrags.

I took a deep breath and walked out. Jamie's reaction was what I had thought it would be:jumping up and down and saying 'I am awesome!' When she finally calmed down, she grabbed her dress and bolted for the bathroom. She finally came out after 15 minutes. I raised my eyebrow.

"I made a couple of alterations."

She certainly had. The dress was still purple chiffon, but the sleeves were now cut up to her shoulder. It had a layer of ruffles with glitter thrown on it.

"You look great. Now lets work on my face, shall we?"

We ended up with a gold eye-shadow and a bright red lipstick. A simple nail-color charm had turned my nails white with black designs. Jamie-after three tries-had my hair in a fishtail braid. She then turned to me.

"I'm trying really hard not to sneeze, because this silver does sort of go with my dress...so please don't tickle my nose while applying makeup. I gave a wave of my hand and started working. Forty-five minutes later, Jamie had smoky eyes, light pink lips and silver nails.

She got up and looked at herself in the mirror.

"Hmm...can I borrow your silver flats?"

I grinned, "If you can find them, sure!"

She shook her head and said, "Accio silver flats!"

Fifteen pairs of shoes came flying out of random locations. She grabbed mine and put them on.

"I knew how to find them all along", I muttered.

She grinned. "Sure you did."

I huffed and said, "Whatever...can I borrow your sequined heels?"

She found them and handed them to me. I wore them and started digging through jewelry boxes. After an hour of exchanging jewelry, we finally picked out some amazing pieces, grabbed our wands and left for the Slytherin Head's office. Scor's dad had made arrangements for that one fireplace to be connected to his house.

Jason was waiting for us when we came down the stairs. He was wearing a black button-down shirt with dark jeans. His hair was unruly and he was looking impatient. He smiled at me and then turned to Jamie. I stepped back a little to see the both of them.

You could see the hearts in their eyes.

Another match made...I mentally told myself.


We reached Professor Zabini's office and saw a group of Slytherin's crowding around it. They sneered at us.

"Look what the cat brought in."

I laughed. Mavis wasn't exactly a 'Fashion Queen' herself. "You're one to talk, Bulstrode. Did you get that dress from the recycle bin?"

Professor Zabini walked out. His cold eyes swept over us.

"Hurry up! You don't want to be late for the ball, do you?"

We all entered the office. It was beautifully designed. There were velvet curtains hanging from the window, and leather couches. The floor was carpeted with a thick, plush green carpet with silver trimmings. A mahogany table stood on one side of the room and the wall behind it was covered in portraits of famous Slytherins. Right in the middle was a portrait of the a huge family. The caption underneath read 'The Black Family (1963)'. They all had the same high cheekbones, mysterious eyes and proud look on their faces. Before I could see any other portraits however, I was handed floo powder and thrown into the fireplace.

Now here's the thing: I'd never actually used floo powder before. So I threw the floo powder, said 'Malfoy Manor' as clearly as I could, and hoped that I wouldn't end up in China.


A/N:SO? Tell me what you think! Oh and if any of you are on Pottermore, can you please tell me that I'm not the only one disappointed in POA! There was no backstory at all! And don't even get me started on the 'fun factor'.