Act 1 Scene 12

Ron: Oh my god, I can't believe it.

Harry: What?

"That your best friends are in love with each other."

"We are not!" Ron and Hermione both yelled out.

Ron: I just-just can't believe she's dancing with every guy but me. That's so stupid, that's so stupid.

Harry: Why do you even care man?

"I think my character is drunk…"

"What was your first guest there, mate?"

Ron: I know right, I don't care, I don't care and that's what I'm going to go tell her. I'm going to go say I don't care what you do and she's going to feel so damn stupid.

"Uh huh, I'm the one who is going to feel stupid."

She's going to feel like such an idiot.

Harry: Listen Ron, you're acting like a real jerk, maybe you should take it easy on the Butterbeer.

Ron: No, no.

Hermione: Hey guys!

Harry: Hermione, you look great. You look wonderful.

Hermione: Oh, thanks! Yeah, yeah you know I used to think looks weren't important and now I think they're more important than anything.

"Okay, I have never been that conceited and after the Yule Ball, I refused to take that much time to look like a stereo-typed bitch."

It's just that I'm having so much fun dancing with everyone…

Ron: Wow Hermione, when did you become so shallow? When?

"I'm going to hide my face in this pillow. You can beat the back of my head while I wallow in shame and despair."

"Ron, now you're acting like Harry (hey!) and it's unbecoming."

"I don't feel like getting hit in the face."

Hermione: What is wrong with you Ron?

Ron: Nothing, nothing's wrong with me but why don't you just go ask Shlongbottom to dance huh? Go do it.

Hermione: You know what, maybe I will.

Ron: I showed her, showed her good. (drink)

Ron remained hidden in the pillow while Hermione tried not to laugh at how semi-accurate this was to the real Yule Ball. Ron had apologized later but she remembered being pissed at him.

Harry: Wait a second, wait a hot second! I know what's going on here.

"Oh crap, I'm dancing like a slut with Neville!" Ron immediately sat up and glared at the screen as it showed a glimpse of her dancing.

You've got a crush! Alright, Ron, listen to me pal, just a little advice: call me crazy but girls don't really like it when you're angry at them, much less if you shout at them. Now, maybe what you should do is go over there and tell her how much you care about her. Okay, maybe you should ask her dance?

"Ha! I'm giving great girl advice!"

Ron: No because then she'd know that I like her and you always know that you don't' tell a girl you like her because it makes you look like an idiot.

"I wonder who gave you two that advice?"

"Maybe it's from our first year or something."

Harry: I know you'll look like an idiot, any time you tell a girl that you like her you look funny it's inevitable but listen, it's something you have to do. You have to look forward and not look back. I mean we look like idiots anyway we're wizards. We're wearing robes, if we dressed like this in the Muggle world, we would get our asses kicked. You have nothing to lose, just ask her and I bet, you know, she probably wants to dance with you just as much as you wanna dance with her.

"Ah, Potter is being intelligent…this play is completely satire."

You just gotta…You just gotta give it a-a chance. There could be something you've never seen before you know, you just gotta go and find something special that was there the whole time and you just got the guts to see anything.

"He's bloody eyeing my sister up while giving me advice about his best friend who is practically his sister. Harry, you a have a weird way of doing things."

Ron: Where're you going? I'm still mad and sad.

Harry: Hold on. This is me taking his own advice pal. Hey Ginny.

Ginny: Oh, hey Harry.

Harry: Can I sit down?

Ginny: Um yeah sure.

Harry: So, um, how's Hogwarts?

Ginny: You know, it's okay. I, actually I was really excited to come here but I just don't think I belong.

"I don't need to belong anywhere but where I am."

Harry: Oh I know what you mean.

Ginny: Um no, you don't, You're Harry Potter.

Harry: Yeah, I know. For like eleven years I was this dumb kid who got the crapped kicked out of me and lived under the staircase and all of the sudden it's like You're a wizard! You have all these power and everyone thinks I'm cool all of the sudden and it's weird it's kind of isolating…sorry. Here I am complaining about being famous. I'm sorry.

"We understand though Harry. It what makes you unique."

"Besides the fact that you defeated Voldemort when you were one and then did it again in your first and second year and then escaped with your life your fourth and fifth years."

"Thanks Ron, for putting my life into perspective for me."

Ginny: No, I understand. It's like when you first got here and nobody wanted to get to know you because they thought that they knew you already but eventually you'll find people who'll want to get to know you for the real you.

Harry: You know Ginny, I already feel like I have found someone and I've taken them for granted. Tell you what, come on. Wanna dance? It's the whole point of the evening.

Ginny: Okay.

"Yes! We finally got together!" Ginny turned then and deftly kissed Harry on the lips, making him moan in the back of his throat, though not for reasons that Ron thought. Ginny's leg, more specifically her knee, had turned and was now pressing into his groin very painfully. Hermione took pity on him as she noticed him trying to act like nothing was wrong.

"Ginny, you're damaging Harry." Ginny broke her own kiss and looked at her friend oddly. She put more weight on her knees, causing Harry whimper as his eyes widened. Draco noticed and burst into laughter as did Voldemort and Snape. Ron finally noticed and couldn't help but laugh. Ginny looked down and blushed as she noticed where her knee was. She moved it and a little color came back to Harry's face. He moved his legs and bent towards Ginny, trying to make the pain disappear.

"Oh Harry, I'm sorry!"

"No…mhmm…problem Gin…" His voice was hoarse but it didn't crack. Ron laughed harder.

"At least none of us Weasley brothers need to worry about you and Ginny. She takes care of herself quite well." Harry tried to glare at his best friend but the pain in his eyes and the blush made him look more like he was pouting.

Harry: I gotta warn you though, I've learned all my best moves from Hagrid so I'm not that great.

Ginny: Oh, I'm sure you're fine. Wow, Harry Potter, I don't care what anybody says, you're the best dancer there ever was.

"You're the…god damn it…best nutcracker that ever was…ow!" Ginny hit the back of his head but her bum had actually twisted his jeans and made his already painful manhood even worse.

"Ginny, I think it's best you sit next to Harry before he is permanently damaged." Ginny moved while giggling because it was such an odd view seeing the Boy-Who-Lived and the Chosen One almost in tears because his girlfriend had accidently kneed him in the groin.

Harry: I have a confession to make Ginny. These shoes right here, there magical enchanted dancing shoes.

Ginny: Wow-e Harry Potter!

Harry: Ginny, I'm just messing with you. I'm just awesome at dancing.

Ron: Wah! When you dance with Neville is when you really cross the line. Oaky, take this beat it, get out of here.

Hermione: What is your…

Ron: Come here COME HERE!

Hermione: Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow. Why are you being so mean to me?

Ron: I'm not being mean to you.

Hermione: Ow! Yes you are! You know every day, everyone is always trying to put me down and the one day I feel like I actually feel like a person you're trying to ruin it!

Ron: Holy shit…

Hermione: What's wrong with you Ron?

Draco: Hey Weasley! (rolls) The lady said no.

Hermione: .too. You know what? I'm so sick of both of you, .! (slaps them both)

"Wohoo! Go Hermione!" Ginny cheered and Hermione leaned across a slowly recovering Harry to high-five Ginny.

Draco: What did you say to her?

Ron: Nothing!

Draco: I'm bleeding.

Ron: I'm bleeding. Looks at this.

Draco: Look this…

Ron: Look at this. (both show each other the blood)

Harry: Ginny, Ginny I'm feeling kind of dizzy.

Ginny: Well maybe we should stop spinning. It's from all thus spinning huh?

Harry: We have stopped spinning. (makes out with Ginny)

"That is so like our first kiss, don't' you think Harry?" Harry eyed his girlfriend and nodded hesitantly because he was finally gaining relief in his lower regions. Ginny just smiled sympathetically and kissed his cheek.

Wait, no! No, I can't do this. You're Ginny Weasley, you're my best friend's little sister. You're Ron Weasley's sister, I'm sorry Ginny. I can't do this. I'm sorry.

Ginny glared at Harry and he curled into a ball, moving closer to Hermione who took pity on him and shook her head at Ginny. Voldemort looked at Potter, the boy who always looked him in the eye defiant and unafraid, act like a little girl against his girlfriend. She looked harmless to him and yet the Potter brat was hiding in fear of the redhead blood traitor. Maybe this would be good to use in the future.

Hey Cho, hey! Come on, dance with me I'm Harry Potter, let's go.

Cedric: Excuse me, I believe I was dancing with the lady.

Harry: I know I'm…-lips thing-I'm cutting in.

Cedric: Well, I find that to be very rude.

Harry: Alright Cedric, well why don't we find out what the lady has to say about it?

Cho: Oh, boys there's no need to fight over little ol' me. But by the way, Cedric thinks you trated on the dragon's task.

Harry: Cheated? Are you kidding me, that thing was trying to eat me. I was in its mouth!

Cedric: Exactly, what went on in there? I'd like to find out.

Harry: Alright, that is it Diggory, we are going to duel it. Let's go.

Cho: Oh Godric's Hollow, all this excitement is making me thirsty.

Harry: Well, oh Cho, I can get you something to drink. I can get you some punch!

Cedric: No, I'll get the punch.

Harry continued hiding from his girlfriend as the scene played out. He also felt a bit of foreboding because a similar argument but with different emotions and different circumstances had taken place before they were transported to the graveyard.

Harry: No, I'll get the punch.

Cedric: Fine, have the punch. (punches Harry)

"Oh bloody hell, I wish he had really done that to you Potter."

"I have no qualms practicing on you Malfoy."

Cho: You did it!

Harry: Cedric Diggory, I'm going to kill you! (grabs special ladle, Cedric grabs it and they are transported to graveyard)

The whole room became split between two emotions. The Gryffindors and Dumbledore felt remorse and harry a bit of guilt at was to occur and Voldemort and Draco felt a bit of satisfaction but that turned to horror in Draco as he realized that this actually happened.

"Next video then…"