The smell of scrambled eggs and bacon woke Jazz the next morning. She turned over, making sure to pull the sheets to cover her body. "What is that glorious smell?" she asked smiling.

"That would be our breakfast." Oliver replied, kissing her gently. "Come eat."

Jazz stood, wrapping the sheet around her in the process and walked to the table. What a pair we are, she thought, Oliver in his robe and boxers and me, wrapped in a sheet, eating breakfast. "This tastes so good." she said, taking a bite of her bacon.

Oliver smiled, "House elves do good work." He sipped his orange juice, "So, how are you feeling?"

She blushed, "A little sore, but that's to be expected. You?"

"Great." he kissed her hand.

"So, I have a problem."

"What's that?"

"I have nothing to wear. Except my costume, and that may make me look a little conspicuous."

"Hmm…good point." he thought a little. "Wait! I have just the thing." He began rummaging through his dresser.

Jazz tilted her head, "What? You keep women's clothes in your drawer? Cause that's a little creepy."

Oliver rolled his eyes, "Of course not. I have some clothes that shrunk." He threw her a gray Quidditch shirt and black shorts. "Hopefully they'll fit."

Jazz dropped the sheet, drawing Oliver's attention to her curves, and put on the clothes. "Well?" she asked, tightening the shorts.

Oliver blinked, bringing himself out of his rated R thoughts, "You look fine."

"I should probably be going," she kissed his cheek, "Thanks for breakfast. I love you."

He opened the door for her, catching her lips before she left, "I love you too."

"By the way, you're drooling." she smiled and left.

"And where have you been all night young lady?" Fred asked as soon as Jazz came through the portrait hole.

"With a friend." she answered nonchalantly. Not everyone needed to know that the night before she had lost her most precious possession. "Now if you'll excuse me, my legs are freezing. I would like to change." She walked up the stairs, cringing with every step.

"Where'd she say she was?" George asked, coming to stand next to his brother.

"With a friend." Fred replied. He tilted his head, "Was she walking funny or was it just me?"

Jazz felt so much warmer as she flopped down on her bed, snuggled in her fluffy blue sweater and black low rise sweatpants. She smiled, thinking about the previous night's events. She never knew Oliver could be so gentle. And Quidditch? Big stamina booster. She was just starting to fall asleep, when the door swung open. Jazz opened one eye to the intruder, "Hi Aly."

"Hi Jazz." she walked around the room.

Jazz knew she wanted something, "What do you want?"

"Well, the twins kind of sent me up here to—"

"I am not telling the twins where I was last night or who I was with."

Aly tilted her head, "Who?"

Jazz turned red, "Um…"

"Jazz! Did you sleep with Oliver?!"

"Not so loud!"

Aly sat next to her friend, "Did you sleep with Oliver?"

She smiled, "Yes. And it was wonderful." She sighed, then turned serious, "Don't tell anybody. Nobody needs to know. Especially the twins."

"But Jazz, they're your friends…"

"I know. I just don't want a lot of people knowing, you know? Besides, they'll probably figure it out anyway."

"Who'll figure out what?" Katie asked, entering the room.

"That Jazz slept with Oliver last night."

Jazz fell back on her bed, "So glad that my secret will be kept."

"Yeah, the twins already figured it out." Katie sat across from Jazz and Aly, "Of course it could have something to do with these." She pulled out a pair of ears attached to a string like substance. "Extendable Ears." she explained before Aly could ask.

Jazz motioned for Katie to hand them to her. She put them up to her mouth and screamed. The boys could be heard yelling in pain. "That's it. I'm so teaching them a lesson." She didn't even think about the pain as she took off down the stairs.

Aly stared after her friend, fearing for Fred, "I thought the Malfoy temper was hereditary…"

"Maybe it's hereditary by osmosis." Katie guessed, also fearing for her boyfriend. The two girls looked at each other and took off after Jazz.

The twins had just made it out of the portrait hole when Jazz had caught up to them. "You guys are despicable!" Jazz yelled before she pulled out her wand. A white light shot out from it and then she was dangling two red ferrets in midair.

"What in the world?" Aly and Katie both asked when they saw the scene.

It was at that moment, that a first year ran into the hall, Professor Wood close behind. "What the?" He looked sternly at Jazz, "Jasmine Malfoy! Are those students?!"

Jazz smiled, "Technically, they're ferrets."

"Jasmine…" She sighed and undid the spell. Fred and George looked around, frazzled. Oliver pointed at the trio, "You three, come with me. Now."