The Christmas Ball
A/n: Ack! What a silly chapter this is! I cant believe I'm uploading it online...oh well go ahead and flame...
"That leaves Percy, Harry, Ginny, and us two," George told his twin in whispers as they squatted near the fire, making sure no one overheard them.
"I'd say we go for Percy next. I have no idea what we are going to do about Harry, and as for Ginny..."
"We could always set them up together," George suggested.
"Nah...I think Ginny is finally getting over him, and Harry isn't interested. He sees her as a younger sister, nothing more."
"Yeah you're right. And by the way," he grinned wickedly, "there's still us two to pair up." Fred laughed.
"We'll leave that to the end. Now about Percy..." At that moment Ron and Hermoine came in, holding hands. A couple of Gryffindors congratulated them on finally getting together.
"About time too!" Lavender exclaimed. "We've seen it written in the stars ages ago!"
"Yeah," Seamus snorted. "I'm sure you couldn't have noticed they were making eyes at each other if it weren't for the stars." Lavender glared at him, and sniffed, but did not reply.
Ron and Hermoine smiled, and made their way over to the twins.
"Hey guys!" Fred beckoned Ron and Hermoine to sit next to them. When they were crouched down with them, he explained about Charlie's bet with them.
"You mean the whole idea came from setting us up?!?" Ron exploded.
"Sshhhhhh!!" George said frantically, as several of the Gryffindors looked up at them. "Yes and it worked, and you can't say you're not happy about it. Now. Any ideas who we can attach Harry or Ginny to? Ron do you know?"
"Harry?" Ron looked doubtful. "Dunno he doesn't speak about girls much..."
"As for Ginny, I think perhaps..."
The common room was empty except for the guys. All the girls were at Hogsmeade getting fitted for their new Christmas Ball dresses. And quite understandably, the guys' chatter had turned to girls.
"So who are you going with?" They had ended up discussing who wanted to ask out who, and who was prettier than who, and all the rest.
"Lavender has pretty eyes."
"Yeah, but so does Parvati, and she's got a nicer ass as well."
"Parvati! Give me Hannah from Hufflepuff any day."
"You must be joking! I much prefer Angelina..now there's a girl with both style and."
"Hey Harry, who do you like?" Fred suddenly piped up over the voices of the others, seeing a chance to figure out who Harry lusted after. Everyone turned to Harry curiously.
"Yeah who do you like? You've never said," Dean said.
"My Firebolt," Harry replied dreamily. Everyone burst out laughing.
"Trust you to be more interested in Quidditch than in girls!"
"You're turning out into another Oliver, Harry, be careful!" George said with a wink at the captain of his team.
"Hey!" Oliver said. He smiled, lips twitching. They often teased him about this.
"Ah but Oliver does think of something besides Quidditch!" George said knowingly.
"What?" several asked curiously. They had never seen Oliver spare any girl more than a glance.
"Wouldn't you like to know." George sniggered, but he made Oliver feel uncomfortable.surely he couldn't know..
"Well Harry is not like me," he said hastily.
"Yes Harry, tell us who do you think is the most beautiful?"
"I am," Harry smirked. Groans greeted his reply, and a couple of cushions flew at his head.
"Harry! Tell us!"
"I told you," he said innocently.
"Fine, then, for who would you vote if you had to vote for sexiest girl in Hogwarts?"
"Malfoy!" Harry said immediately, and the room erupted in laughter.
"Malfoy!" and "That's a good one!" and "I'd love to see Draco in a dress!" greeted Harry's announcement. Lee, who was rather gifted artistically immediately sketched a drawing of Malfoy in pigtails and a pink dress.
The Gryffindors roared with laughter at the drawing.
But Harry wasn't listening. He was thinking that Malfoy *would* look good in a dress...
"Now guys, this is for you out there who are without a fixed partner." Lee said over the din. Everyone stopped to listen interestedly.
"All of you are going to don black robes and black masks, and then go out there to dance! Remember, you cannot tell your dancing partners your identity. After you find someone who feels special, stay with him or her until the end where the masks will be removed. Ready? Go!!"
Looking bemused, the single students went to grab a black robe, handed out by the Weasley twins and a black mask, which covered even their hand. Soon all the couples were sitting, watching the disguised students whirl around on the dance floor.
Harry, garbed in the mask and robe, kept changing partners. He danced with both guys and girls, and decided he preferred the guys. All the girls clung to him too tightly, and the few that didn't were taller than him, so he still felt umcomfortable.
Some of the guys weren't much better. The older and taller ones kept trying to lead, and he didn't know how to dance while being led instead of leading. One of them - he thought it was probably Oliver - nearly lifted him off his feet as he was taller and strong.
Finally he ended up dancing with a slim guy shorter than him. He seemed content to let Harry lead, and Harry felt comfortable dancing with him. He wondered who his partner could be.
At the end of the dance, neither Harry nor his companion left immediately. Instead, they both remained holding hands.
"Another dance?" Harry asked his partner, the mask muffling his voice. His partner dipped his head in acceptance, and they remained close to each other, waiting for the next dance to start.
Meanwhile, the twins and Lee, who were in charge of the music, realized that most of the disguised dancers were not changing partners and staying with one person instead.
"I think it's time we moved on to something slower," Lee murmured to his friends. Fred and George nodded. They had kept an eye on Harry, by attaching a small brooch to his cloak, which they could easily spot, and realized he hadn't changed partner.
Harry recognized the new song immediately. It was a slow one. His partner suddenly closed the last distance between them and placed his head on his chest, putting his hands around Harry's neck. Harry's hands immediately found the person's waist, and they started moving together to the music.
Harry was surprised at how good it felt, having someone in his arms. His partner fitted so naturally in his arms. The dance flashed by, and when it ended, neither of them moved positions.
Several songs later, Harry and his partner were still dancing - or really moving slowly with the music. Harry felt so comfortable that it was as if he had known the person all his life.
"Now people," Lee's voice came softly over the music, so as not to interrupt the romantic mood. "Some of us there need a kiss or two...so don't keep them waiting. The masks won't hinder you."
Harry looked down through his mask at the person resting on his chest. His partner suddenly lifted his head, and they stared at each other's masks.
I can't even see his eyes, Harry thought. I can't kiss a guy...whoever it is would probably kill me for it...
Even as the thought formed in his mind, his partner rose slightly on his toes and closed the rest of the distance between them, placing his lips onto Harry's. Harry barely had time to wonder about how the mask seemed to have disappeared, as he was drawn into the gentle kiss.
He ran his tongue lightly over his partner's lips and to his surprise, his partner parted his teeth to allow Harry access to his mouth. Harry immediately took what was offered him, and for a minute they kissed breathlessly, tongues battling as Harry's partner had his arms tight around Harry's neck, and Harry himself was pressing his body as much as he could with his partner's.
When they broke apart for air, Harry was surprised to see that the masks were still intact. He supposed they were made especially for that purpose, but before he could continue that line of thought, his partner pulled him down for another passionate kiss.
Fred and George gaped as they saw cloaked Harry and his partner all over each other.
"Whoa," George murmured.
"Wonder who it is?" Fred whispered back. Harry was by then pressing his partner to the wall, and they seemed to be feeling each other up and down.
"Love at first dance," George said again under his breath. They kept watching the couple.
Harry's partner rested his head against Harry's chest. Harry still felt dizzy from his kisses. God.who would have thought that a guy could make him feel like this? He felt hot and breathless.
"Perhaps."Lee's voice came over the soft music again, "Perhaps it's time to let your partner know who you are..."
Harry looked down at his partner.
"I want to know who you are," he whispered, "but I'm also afraid of spoiling this mystery."
"I know," his partner whispered back. Before he could continue, Lee's voice again was heard.
"Everyone take off his mask and come dance. Come on, I want to see all the couples on the dance floor now."
Harry could see some of the dancers take off their masks. He saw Seamus and Lavender exclaim as they realized they'd been dancing together, and Parvati blush as she realized she had been dancing with an older boy.
"Let's go outside," he whispered to his partner. Hand in hand they slipped outside, and with one accord, made their way to the lake. Entwining their fingers, they started kissing passionately, and only stopped when they both realized things were getting a bit excessive.
"Show me who you are," Harry's partner whispered suddenly. "I'd rather know who you are than remain ignorant."
Harry hesitated. "I'd rather not. I don't want you to be disappointed."
"I won't be," his partner kissed him gently again. Harry nodded and removed his mask. His partner gasped.
"It cant be...Harry Potter...the Boy Who Lived..." Harry claimed the person's mouth before he could interpose further along those lines. Whoever it was responded just as hungrily as before, if not more.
"I'm just Harry," he whispered back. "Now tell me who you are." To his surprise, the person jerked back.
"No!" He placed a hand protectively on his mask. "I'd rather you didn't know who I was."
"Why not? You know who I am. It's only fair that I should know who you are." He claimed the boy's lips once more with his own.
"I want to know who it is that makes my heart race," Harry told him firmly. "Please."
"You're going to hate me."
"I couldn't. Whoever you are. I'm crazy about you." The person sighed again.
"Let me kiss you one last time." He pressed his lips to Harry's, and his tongue searched Harry's mouth desperately. Harry was feeling so aroused. He ran his hands over the boy's body, and both boys were gasping before his partner pushed him away.
"No," he said, obviously unwilling to stop but having to do so. "You don't even know who I am."
"Then show me," Harry said, kissing him again. His partner sighed and removed his mask. Harry gasped, flabbergasted.
"You!"
Fred and George looked around for Harry. Where could he be? It seemed he had disappeared completely.
"Damn! Wonder were he is..." Fred searched the crowd frantically.
"Probably fucking in the dorm," George whispered back.
Harry stared into silver blue eyes.
"Malfoy?" he asked wonderingly. Draco kissed him again.
"Told you you'd hate me," he said bitterly before standing up to leave. Harry grabbed his wrist and pulled him down again, before drawing him into a long, passionate kiss.
"Do you still think I hate you Malfoy?"
"My name is Draco, you hare brained idiot...mffff..."
Fred and George walked back into the Great Hall, on unsteady feet.
"George, was I dreaming, or was Harry snogging Malfoy for all he was worth?"
"I think we both must have drank to much," George replied faintly. The twins stared at each other. Fred shrugged.
"Another one down!! Not many left now!" They grinned at each other.
"Ron and Hermoine are gonna be shocked," George remarked. "I had no idea Operation Matchmaker would be this interesting."
A/n: Yes I know it's a stupid chapter with no plot...but this is what I felt like writing :PP
A/n: Ack! What a silly chapter this is! I cant believe I'm uploading it online...oh well go ahead and flame...
"That leaves Percy, Harry, Ginny, and us two," George told his twin in whispers as they squatted near the fire, making sure no one overheard them.
"I'd say we go for Percy next. I have no idea what we are going to do about Harry, and as for Ginny..."
"We could always set them up together," George suggested.
"Nah...I think Ginny is finally getting over him, and Harry isn't interested. He sees her as a younger sister, nothing more."
"Yeah you're right. And by the way," he grinned wickedly, "there's still us two to pair up." Fred laughed.
"We'll leave that to the end. Now about Percy..." At that moment Ron and Hermoine came in, holding hands. A couple of Gryffindors congratulated them on finally getting together.
"About time too!" Lavender exclaimed. "We've seen it written in the stars ages ago!"
"Yeah," Seamus snorted. "I'm sure you couldn't have noticed they were making eyes at each other if it weren't for the stars." Lavender glared at him, and sniffed, but did not reply.
Ron and Hermoine smiled, and made their way over to the twins.
"Hey guys!" Fred beckoned Ron and Hermoine to sit next to them. When they were crouched down with them, he explained about Charlie's bet with them.
"You mean the whole idea came from setting us up?!?" Ron exploded.
"Sshhhhhh!!" George said frantically, as several of the Gryffindors looked up at them. "Yes and it worked, and you can't say you're not happy about it. Now. Any ideas who we can attach Harry or Ginny to? Ron do you know?"
"Harry?" Ron looked doubtful. "Dunno he doesn't speak about girls much..."
"As for Ginny, I think perhaps..."
The common room was empty except for the guys. All the girls were at Hogsmeade getting fitted for their new Christmas Ball dresses. And quite understandably, the guys' chatter had turned to girls.
"So who are you going with?" They had ended up discussing who wanted to ask out who, and who was prettier than who, and all the rest.
"Lavender has pretty eyes."
"Yeah, but so does Parvati, and she's got a nicer ass as well."
"Parvati! Give me Hannah from Hufflepuff any day."
"You must be joking! I much prefer Angelina..now there's a girl with both style and."
"Hey Harry, who do you like?" Fred suddenly piped up over the voices of the others, seeing a chance to figure out who Harry lusted after. Everyone turned to Harry curiously.
"Yeah who do you like? You've never said," Dean said.
"My Firebolt," Harry replied dreamily. Everyone burst out laughing.
"Trust you to be more interested in Quidditch than in girls!"
"You're turning out into another Oliver, Harry, be careful!" George said with a wink at the captain of his team.
"Hey!" Oliver said. He smiled, lips twitching. They often teased him about this.
"Ah but Oliver does think of something besides Quidditch!" George said knowingly.
"What?" several asked curiously. They had never seen Oliver spare any girl more than a glance.
"Wouldn't you like to know." George sniggered, but he made Oliver feel uncomfortable.surely he couldn't know..
"Well Harry is not like me," he said hastily.
"Yes Harry, tell us who do you think is the most beautiful?"
"I am," Harry smirked. Groans greeted his reply, and a couple of cushions flew at his head.
"Harry! Tell us!"
"I told you," he said innocently.
"Fine, then, for who would you vote if you had to vote for sexiest girl in Hogwarts?"
"Malfoy!" Harry said immediately, and the room erupted in laughter.
"Malfoy!" and "That's a good one!" and "I'd love to see Draco in a dress!" greeted Harry's announcement. Lee, who was rather gifted artistically immediately sketched a drawing of Malfoy in pigtails and a pink dress.
The Gryffindors roared with laughter at the drawing.
But Harry wasn't listening. He was thinking that Malfoy *would* look good in a dress...
"Now guys, this is for you out there who are without a fixed partner." Lee said over the din. Everyone stopped to listen interestedly.
"All of you are going to don black robes and black masks, and then go out there to dance! Remember, you cannot tell your dancing partners your identity. After you find someone who feels special, stay with him or her until the end where the masks will be removed. Ready? Go!!"
Looking bemused, the single students went to grab a black robe, handed out by the Weasley twins and a black mask, which covered even their hand. Soon all the couples were sitting, watching the disguised students whirl around on the dance floor.
Harry, garbed in the mask and robe, kept changing partners. He danced with both guys and girls, and decided he preferred the guys. All the girls clung to him too tightly, and the few that didn't were taller than him, so he still felt umcomfortable.
Some of the guys weren't much better. The older and taller ones kept trying to lead, and he didn't know how to dance while being led instead of leading. One of them - he thought it was probably Oliver - nearly lifted him off his feet as he was taller and strong.
Finally he ended up dancing with a slim guy shorter than him. He seemed content to let Harry lead, and Harry felt comfortable dancing with him. He wondered who his partner could be.
At the end of the dance, neither Harry nor his companion left immediately. Instead, they both remained holding hands.
"Another dance?" Harry asked his partner, the mask muffling his voice. His partner dipped his head in acceptance, and they remained close to each other, waiting for the next dance to start.
Meanwhile, the twins and Lee, who were in charge of the music, realized that most of the disguised dancers were not changing partners and staying with one person instead.
"I think it's time we moved on to something slower," Lee murmured to his friends. Fred and George nodded. They had kept an eye on Harry, by attaching a small brooch to his cloak, which they could easily spot, and realized he hadn't changed partner.
Harry recognized the new song immediately. It was a slow one. His partner suddenly closed the last distance between them and placed his head on his chest, putting his hands around Harry's neck. Harry's hands immediately found the person's waist, and they started moving together to the music.
Harry was surprised at how good it felt, having someone in his arms. His partner fitted so naturally in his arms. The dance flashed by, and when it ended, neither of them moved positions.
Several songs later, Harry and his partner were still dancing - or really moving slowly with the music. Harry felt so comfortable that it was as if he had known the person all his life.
"Now people," Lee's voice came softly over the music, so as not to interrupt the romantic mood. "Some of us there need a kiss or two...so don't keep them waiting. The masks won't hinder you."
Harry looked down through his mask at the person resting on his chest. His partner suddenly lifted his head, and they stared at each other's masks.
I can't even see his eyes, Harry thought. I can't kiss a guy...whoever it is would probably kill me for it...
Even as the thought formed in his mind, his partner rose slightly on his toes and closed the rest of the distance between them, placing his lips onto Harry's. Harry barely had time to wonder about how the mask seemed to have disappeared, as he was drawn into the gentle kiss.
He ran his tongue lightly over his partner's lips and to his surprise, his partner parted his teeth to allow Harry access to his mouth. Harry immediately took what was offered him, and for a minute they kissed breathlessly, tongues battling as Harry's partner had his arms tight around Harry's neck, and Harry himself was pressing his body as much as he could with his partner's.
When they broke apart for air, Harry was surprised to see that the masks were still intact. He supposed they were made especially for that purpose, but before he could continue that line of thought, his partner pulled him down for another passionate kiss.
Fred and George gaped as they saw cloaked Harry and his partner all over each other.
"Whoa," George murmured.
"Wonder who it is?" Fred whispered back. Harry was by then pressing his partner to the wall, and they seemed to be feeling each other up and down.
"Love at first dance," George said again under his breath. They kept watching the couple.
Harry's partner rested his head against Harry's chest. Harry still felt dizzy from his kisses. God.who would have thought that a guy could make him feel like this? He felt hot and breathless.
"Perhaps."Lee's voice came over the soft music again, "Perhaps it's time to let your partner know who you are..."
Harry looked down at his partner.
"I want to know who you are," he whispered, "but I'm also afraid of spoiling this mystery."
"I know," his partner whispered back. Before he could continue, Lee's voice again was heard.
"Everyone take off his mask and come dance. Come on, I want to see all the couples on the dance floor now."
Harry could see some of the dancers take off their masks. He saw Seamus and Lavender exclaim as they realized they'd been dancing together, and Parvati blush as she realized she had been dancing with an older boy.
"Let's go outside," he whispered to his partner. Hand in hand they slipped outside, and with one accord, made their way to the lake. Entwining their fingers, they started kissing passionately, and only stopped when they both realized things were getting a bit excessive.
"Show me who you are," Harry's partner whispered suddenly. "I'd rather know who you are than remain ignorant."
Harry hesitated. "I'd rather not. I don't want you to be disappointed."
"I won't be," his partner kissed him gently again. Harry nodded and removed his mask. His partner gasped.
"It cant be...Harry Potter...the Boy Who Lived..." Harry claimed the person's mouth before he could interpose further along those lines. Whoever it was responded just as hungrily as before, if not more.
"I'm just Harry," he whispered back. "Now tell me who you are." To his surprise, the person jerked back.
"No!" He placed a hand protectively on his mask. "I'd rather you didn't know who I was."
"Why not? You know who I am. It's only fair that I should know who you are." He claimed the boy's lips once more with his own.
"I want to know who it is that makes my heart race," Harry told him firmly. "Please."
"You're going to hate me."
"I couldn't. Whoever you are. I'm crazy about you." The person sighed again.
"Let me kiss you one last time." He pressed his lips to Harry's, and his tongue searched Harry's mouth desperately. Harry was feeling so aroused. He ran his hands over the boy's body, and both boys were gasping before his partner pushed him away.
"No," he said, obviously unwilling to stop but having to do so. "You don't even know who I am."
"Then show me," Harry said, kissing him again. His partner sighed and removed his mask. Harry gasped, flabbergasted.
"You!"
Fred and George looked around for Harry. Where could he be? It seemed he had disappeared completely.
"Damn! Wonder were he is..." Fred searched the crowd frantically.
"Probably fucking in the dorm," George whispered back.
Harry stared into silver blue eyes.
"Malfoy?" he asked wonderingly. Draco kissed him again.
"Told you you'd hate me," he said bitterly before standing up to leave. Harry grabbed his wrist and pulled him down again, before drawing him into a long, passionate kiss.
"Do you still think I hate you Malfoy?"
"My name is Draco, you hare brained idiot...mffff..."
Fred and George walked back into the Great Hall, on unsteady feet.
"George, was I dreaming, or was Harry snogging Malfoy for all he was worth?"
"I think we both must have drank to much," George replied faintly. The twins stared at each other. Fred shrugged.
"Another one down!! Not many left now!" They grinned at each other.
"Ron and Hermoine are gonna be shocked," George remarked. "I had no idea Operation Matchmaker would be this interesting."
A/n: Yes I know it's a stupid chapter with no plot...but this is what I felt like writing :PP
