Disclaimer: It's the last chapter and by now you should have realised I
don't own Harry and co.
A/N: I feel kinda sad! The last chapter of my first fan fiction. But never fear loyal readers, I have decided to write the prequel! Then after that, maybe a sequel. I'm doing it George Lucas style.
This is the Yule Ball chapter and I'll write about all the couples. As always G/A will dominate but I'll get around to the others. I'm sorry if the Yule Ball process is a little screwed around. I had to improvise a little because someone has my copy of Goblet of Fire, I won't name names *Meenal*.
At the end I'll be thanking some special people. I broke 100 reviews so kisses to everyone who took the time to review. Special thanks to certain people at the end.
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Chapter 15
George clutched Alicia's hand tightly. He didn't want to lose her in the crowded entrance hall. They were awaiting the arrival of the official party.
"Have you seen Davies yet?" Fred rested his chin on Alicia's shoulder.
"Not yet. I wonder who his date is."
"I heard he couldn't get one," Katie said.
"I wonder why?" George said sarcastically and shoved Fred's head off Alicia's shoulder.
Alicia stood face to face with George and grabbed his arms firmly. "You listen to me George Weasley. Don't you dare start any trouble with Roger. It's over now and I don't want you getting expelled for jumping the Head Boy again. Please promise me you won't do anything silly."
George hesitated, he could promise her but he'd be lying. Everything about Davies annoyed him. The way he smirked disdainfully, the way he swaggered around like he owned the place, his patronising voice, his…well you get the point.
"He really gets me going," he admitted to her.
"Well when you see him try to think pleasant thoughts. Think about bunny rabbits or something."
"Bunny rabbits?" He repeated.
"Yeah, think about cute little bunny ears and fluffy tails. Bunnies aren't violent."
"I wouldn't be to sure about that, once this rabbit-"
"Shut up, Fred."
"Ok, when I see Davies I'll think about bunny rabbits," George agreed.
"Looks like your first chance to try it out," Lee stood on tiptoes.
The crowd parted as the official party walked towards the Great Hall. The six friends strained to catch a peek at Davies and his date.
"Here he comes," Angelina informed them.
Alicia jumped and caught a tiny glimpse of Roger walking next to a small, dark haired girl. She was a whole head shorter than he was and the pair walked with a considerable amount of space between them. None of them even recognised the girl.
The crowd followed the party in and took seats at the three tables. The Hall was decorated with red and green and it was a clear bright night.
"It's beautiful," Alicia breathed. This was her first Yule Ball and she hadn't expected it to be such a big deal.
She sat down between George and Fred. Angelina was on the other side of Fred and Katie and Lee were across the table. Ginny and Harry then came and sat beside George. Ron and Hermione sat next to Katie, they were holding hands on the table but a smirk from Fred made them drop hands immediately.
"Hey, Gin, do you know that girl with Roger Davies?" Alicia leant across George and asked her.
"She's in my year and she's in Ravenclaw. Her name's Louise Davies."
"Roger's sister?" George asked incredulously.
Ginny shook her head. "She's his cousin."
The group burst out laughing.
"So he went from Fleur to his own cousin!" Angelina sniggered.
"Roger Davies took his little cousin to the Ball!" Fred laughed loudly.
Everyone in the vicinity of them turned to see if Fred was lying or not. There were plenty of giggles and chuckles when they realised his date was in fact his younger cousin.
"Quiet please!" Professor McGonagall called out over the delighted students.
The students ceased conversation and turned to the deputy-headmistress.
"Thank you. Now I'll leave it to the Head Girl and Boy to officially open the Ball."
She sat down and Meenal and Roger and their partners rose. Louise looked utterly terrified at the attention.
"Bunnies, think bunnies," George muttered under his breath.
"On behalf of the students we'd like to thank Professor Dumbledore for arranging tonight's festivities," Meenal said. This was followed by a polite round of applause.
"Tonight is a chance for us to celebrate life and the triumph over evil. So on that note we dedicate this Yule Ball to the memory of Cedric Diggory," Roger raised his glass along with Meenal and her date Danny. Louise just stood there frozen on the spot staring out at the sea of faces. Roger nudged her and she shakily raised her glass and spilt pumpkin juice in the process.
"To Cedric," Meenal, Danny and Roger chorused. Louise just nodded.
The student body collectively raised their glasses and echoed, "to Cedric."
There was a moment of sombre remembrance then slowly students began to 'order' their food by telling their plates what they wanted.
Ginny noticed Harry staring up at the stars.
"Are you ok?"
"Huh?" Harry snapped out of his reverie to see Ginny's large brown eyes full of concern.
"Thinking about Cedric?" She guessed.
"Yeah, among other people."
Harry realised he'd said too much and began to study the menu.
The dinner went by uneventfully with George only stealing murderous glances towards the Head Boy. After the plates wiped themselves clean Dumbledore stood up and cleared his throat.
"Now it is time for the dancing part of the Ball to commence. So I proudly present the Demented Donkeys for your enjoyment!"
The Hall erupted with whistles and cheers. Everyone stood up eager for a look at the band. Dumbledore used his wand to levitate the tables to the side to create a dancing space.
The band entered. Everyone ran and crowded around the front. The band consisted of a male guitar player, a male drummer and a female vocalist. They were all covered in grey fur, had hooves instead of and feet and had pointy donkey ears a top their heads. Other than that they were entirely human. As the name suggested they did indeed look demented.
Hermione looked on in amusement as Ginny's little friend Kaye squealed and fainted at her dates feet.
"Dance?" Ron offered his hand out to her as the band began to play their latest song 'Birthday Card'.
"Sure."
Hermione soon found that dancing with Ron was nothing like dancing with Viktor. She felt like she belonged in his arms. They fitted together perfectly. Ron didn't want to let her go and Hermione didn't want him to let her go.
Ginny just stood there watching Ron and Hermione with envy. She sighed as couples began dancing all around her. She turned to go back to the table when someone grabbed her arm. She did a double take when she realised it was Harry.
"Would you like to dance?" He asked over the music.
"You want to dance with me?" Ginny asked. She had to be dreaming.
"You are my date after all."
"Ok…sure."
It was an awkward affair all round. Harry had his hands resting lightly on her waist and Ginny's arms were around his neck. Harry was very careful to keep his hands still. Ginny avoided eye contact and opted to watch everyone else dancing.
The seventh years decided to head back to their table and wait until the younger students calmed down a bit. At the moment there were many first and second years bouncing around in excitement. It wasn't safe to dance without getting elbowed and stepped on.
"Having fun so far?" Lee asked Katie.
"Of course. I always have fun with you," she smiled.
Lee smiled back. He was head over heels about the girl. He'd had a crush on her for at least a year now. He'd told her numerous times but she always laughed and walked away. It had taken Katie a while to warm to his charisma but she was glad Angelina and Alicia finally made her face up to her feelings.
"Come on, let's dance Kat. We'll hang at the back so we don't get crushed."
She obligingly took his hand and he led her away.
"Those two will be together forever," Angelina stated.
"How can you tell?" George asked her.
"I just can. Call it women's intuition."
"What about us?" Fred questioned.
"I'm not even sure we'll be able to live under the same roof without killing each other," Angelina laughed. She adored Fred but they did make an odd couple. They fought, made up, then fought some more.
"Can we change the subject please," George said quietly.
"Why?" The other three asked.
"Well when school finishes we'll all be going our own separate ways. Fred and I want to start our joke shop, Angelina, you want to play professional Quidditch. Licia, you want to write for the Daily Prophet."
They fell silent. They had been too caught up living in the moment that they hadn't even contemplated the future. George was right, they had different ambitions and dreams. It was naïve to think they'd remain as close as they were now.
"Let's not worry about that now. Care to dance, buttercup?"
She nodded and followed him to the dance floor.
Alicia watched George carefully. She could tell their imminent separation had been worrying him for a while now.
"Don't worry about it, Georgie, the Daily Prophet probably won't want me anyway."
"You're a brilliant writer and with the mysterious disappearance of Rita Skeeter they'll be on the look out for new talent. You'll be traveling around the world and meeting new people."
"Well what happens, happens. Let's not bother with it now, let's dance."
George trailed her into the middle of the swaying couples. The Demented Donkeys were playing a slow ballad now and everyone had paired up. Except Roger of course. He sat at his table and scowled at all the happy couples.
"This is fun," Alicia pulled George towards her and wrapped her arms around him.
He half-heartedly hugged her back. His mood had plummeted. He didn't want to let Alicia go. Ever.
"Why is Harry dancing with Ginny?" He suddenly noticed the pair turning in small circles not too far from them.
"It seems Harry has a thing for little Ginny."
"Really? He better watch himself. She does have six over protective brothers."
"Don't be silly. It's Harry Potter, he's not going to do anything to hurt her. They do look a little uncomfortable though. Just look how much space is between them. I bet you could fit another person in there."
"That's the way it should be," George said adamantly.
"She's growing up and boys are going to start noticing her. She could do a lot worse than Harry."
"Yeah, I suppose you're right. Mind you, you're always right."
"With that in mind I suggest we go give Harry a little push in the right direction…literally," Alicia smiled.
"I love your devious mind, Spinnet."
They slowly danced towards Harry and Ginny. Alicia came up behind Harry and laughed very loudly. She pretended to stumble and bump into Harry.
"Hey," Harry yelped in surprise as he was shoved into Ginny.
"Oh Harry! I didn't see you there!" Alicia exclaimed in mock surprise.
"That's ok," he eyed her suspiciously.
"Have fun," Alicia winked and danced away with George.
"She's a little strange sometimes," Harry commented to Ginny.
Both of them failed to notice that they were now pressed up against each other.
The dance continued much in the same fashion until the fifth song when people started swapping partners. George, however, was reluctant to let go of Alicia.
"Come on, you've had her for five songs," Fred reasoned.
"But we were snogging during the entire fourth song though."
"We didn't need to know that," Angelina said. "Come on, you can dance with me, George."
"Fine," George released his vice grip on Alicia.
"Ready for some real dancing, Leeshy?" Fred grabbed her hand and twirled her around.
"You always were the energetic one," she giggled.
"Tell me about it," Angelina sighed with weary affection. She was dancing slowly with George. She was completely out of breath from all the exuberant dancing with Fred.
Fred continued to twirl Alicia until she got dizzy and nearly fell on her butt. He dipped her and spun her out of his arms…and right into someone's back.
"Oomph…sorry about that," she apologised.
The stranger turned around, it was Roger Davies. He was angry at first but the sight of Alicia made him stop.
"I take that back, I'm not sorry at all," Alicia quickly moved away from him.
"Don't be like that sweetheart."
"What's going on?" George and Angelina ceased their dancing to find out what was happening.
"Mind if I steal your girlfriend for a while?" Roger asked Fred.
"She's not my girlfriend but I still mind," Fred snapped.
"She's not your girlfriend?" Asked Roger, extremely confused by this news.
"I'm Fred, you tosser, that's George," Fred pointed.
"Whatever," Roger waved his hand in the air impatiently.
"What makes you think Alicia wants to dance with you anyway?" George snapped irately.
"Bunny rabbits," Alicia nudged him with her hip.
George took a deep breath, closed his eyes and tried to focus on cute, peaceful little bunnies. He imagined himself surrounded by fluffy rabbits. The nearest one looked up at him and clearly said, "Punch the git in the head."
George's eyes flew open. Even the bunnies wanted him to punch Davies. That had to count for something.
"The bunnies aren't helping," he mumbled and clenched his fists.
"I'll dance with you, Roger," declared Alicia out of the blue.
"What? Are you mentally deranged or something?" Fred demanded.
"Have you been smoking something?" Angelina examined her eyes to check they weren't bloodshot.
"I'm not mentally deranged and I certainly haven't been smoking anything. I want to ask Roger something actually."
George just stared at her.
"Splendid," Roger clapped his hands.
"Trust me guys, I know what I'm doing," she gingerly took Roger's outstretched hand.
"Mentally deranged I tell ya," Fred muttered as he and Angelina dragged George to a nearby table so they could keep an eye on the pair.
"I knew you'd come to your senses eventually," Roger tried to pull her closer.
"Not so fast," Alicia resisted.
She stared at him for a while. She still had to admit he was handsome. He smiled and Alicia silently cursed Madam Pomfrey's ability to heal broken bones so flawlessly.
"So what is it you wanted to ask me?" He slid his hand down her back.
"First of all I'd watch where you put your hands if you don't want George to re-break your nose. Secondly I've been wondering how you got into Ravenclaw and not Slytherin."
"That's a very sad story indeed. I arrived at Hogwarts as a naïve excitable little boy. My father had been in Slytherin so I assumed I'd be in that house as well. When it was my turn to be sorted I was extremely pre- occupied with the exhilaration of the moment.
"The Hat asked me if Slytherin was where I wanted to be and I said yes please. The stupid hat then decided such manners would be out of place in Slytherin and I was thrown in Ravenclaw. Needless to say father wasn't pleased."
"You're right, that is a sad story," Alicia said sarcastically. She couldn't fathom why anyone would want to be sorted into Slytherin in the first place.
"I think it turned out for the best though. I have this multiple personality thing going on and everyone is none the wiser."
"Except for me. If you weren't such a heartless bastard…well you never know. Anyway thanks for the dance," Alicia pulled away abruptly.
"But the song isn't finished yet. I thought you wanted to dance with me."
"Changed my mind," she smiled sweetly and shrugged. "Girl's prerogative and all that."
Alicia left him standing there and returned to her anxious friends.
"So what was that all about?"
"Tell you later," she promised. "Right now I want to dance."
She pulled George to his feet. He was still a little stunned but glad to have her back all the same.
On the other side of the crowd Hermione and Ron were swaying in each other's arms.
"They haven't stopped dancing yet!" Ron exclaimed incredulously.
He had been watching Harry and Ginny all night and they hadn't stopped dancing together.
"It really is disconcerting when you pay attention to your best friend and little sister and not your girlfriend," Hermione sighed heavily. Ron had hardly acknowledged her the whole night.
"Girlfriend? Is that what you are?" Ron immediately forgot about Ginny and Harry.
"Well, yeah, unless you have a problem with me being your girlfriend," she replied edgily.
"Of course I don't have a problem. We just never made it official."
"Now it's official then," she reached up and kissed him on the tip of his nose.
It took a while for it to sink in for Ron. He really had a girlfriend! Not just any girlfriend, he had Hermione. He'd liked her for as long as he'd known her. He thought he had been doing a good job hiding it but Fred, George, Ginny and Harry had figured it out. The fact that Ginny knew would ensure that most of Gryffindor knew as well. But Ron couldn't care less anymore. He got his girl.
The happy couples danced till they nearly dropped and finally at midnight Dumbledore thanked the Demented Donkeys and bid the students good night.
The seventh year Gryffindors dawdled back up to the tower. All of them were exhausted. Especially Angelina.
"That was more tiring than one of Wood's training sessions," she said as they trudged through the silent corridor.
Fred scooped her up in his arms and carried her.
"Put me down," she yawned and laid her head on his shoulder.
Fred just smiled at her and kissed the top of her head gently.
George and Alicia were walking ahead, arms around each other's waist. Alicia was carrying her heels because her feet were aching.
"Did you have a good night?" George asked her.
"It was perfect."
Alicia felt totally comfortable and safe with George. She also knew she'd have a big decision to make in a few months time.
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A/N: Well there you go. It wasn't anywhere as long as I expected it to be. I think it was a good chapter even by my high standards. I hope you liked it anyway. I honestly don't know where I came up with the bunny rabbits. As Fred would say I'm mentally deranged! Anyway I'll see you all at the prequel!
SPECIAL THANKS
Meenal, Sandy, Kaye, Erica, Meredith, Silver Arrow, Potter-fanatic, Jewelie and Citywitch110. Also to everyone who put my story in their favourites list. You know who you are!
I hope that everyone who reviewed will take the time to check out the prequel. It will go back to the first year of George, Alicia, Fred etc. It will have less fluff and more humour (hopefully!) Anyway thanks for reading!
Alicia
xoxoxo
A/N: I feel kinda sad! The last chapter of my first fan fiction. But never fear loyal readers, I have decided to write the prequel! Then after that, maybe a sequel. I'm doing it George Lucas style.
This is the Yule Ball chapter and I'll write about all the couples. As always G/A will dominate but I'll get around to the others. I'm sorry if the Yule Ball process is a little screwed around. I had to improvise a little because someone has my copy of Goblet of Fire, I won't name names *Meenal*.
At the end I'll be thanking some special people. I broke 100 reviews so kisses to everyone who took the time to review. Special thanks to certain people at the end.
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Chapter 15
George clutched Alicia's hand tightly. He didn't want to lose her in the crowded entrance hall. They were awaiting the arrival of the official party.
"Have you seen Davies yet?" Fred rested his chin on Alicia's shoulder.
"Not yet. I wonder who his date is."
"I heard he couldn't get one," Katie said.
"I wonder why?" George said sarcastically and shoved Fred's head off Alicia's shoulder.
Alicia stood face to face with George and grabbed his arms firmly. "You listen to me George Weasley. Don't you dare start any trouble with Roger. It's over now and I don't want you getting expelled for jumping the Head Boy again. Please promise me you won't do anything silly."
George hesitated, he could promise her but he'd be lying. Everything about Davies annoyed him. The way he smirked disdainfully, the way he swaggered around like he owned the place, his patronising voice, his…well you get the point.
"He really gets me going," he admitted to her.
"Well when you see him try to think pleasant thoughts. Think about bunny rabbits or something."
"Bunny rabbits?" He repeated.
"Yeah, think about cute little bunny ears and fluffy tails. Bunnies aren't violent."
"I wouldn't be to sure about that, once this rabbit-"
"Shut up, Fred."
"Ok, when I see Davies I'll think about bunny rabbits," George agreed.
"Looks like your first chance to try it out," Lee stood on tiptoes.
The crowd parted as the official party walked towards the Great Hall. The six friends strained to catch a peek at Davies and his date.
"Here he comes," Angelina informed them.
Alicia jumped and caught a tiny glimpse of Roger walking next to a small, dark haired girl. She was a whole head shorter than he was and the pair walked with a considerable amount of space between them. None of them even recognised the girl.
The crowd followed the party in and took seats at the three tables. The Hall was decorated with red and green and it was a clear bright night.
"It's beautiful," Alicia breathed. This was her first Yule Ball and she hadn't expected it to be such a big deal.
She sat down between George and Fred. Angelina was on the other side of Fred and Katie and Lee were across the table. Ginny and Harry then came and sat beside George. Ron and Hermione sat next to Katie, they were holding hands on the table but a smirk from Fred made them drop hands immediately.
"Hey, Gin, do you know that girl with Roger Davies?" Alicia leant across George and asked her.
"She's in my year and she's in Ravenclaw. Her name's Louise Davies."
"Roger's sister?" George asked incredulously.
Ginny shook her head. "She's his cousin."
The group burst out laughing.
"So he went from Fleur to his own cousin!" Angelina sniggered.
"Roger Davies took his little cousin to the Ball!" Fred laughed loudly.
Everyone in the vicinity of them turned to see if Fred was lying or not. There were plenty of giggles and chuckles when they realised his date was in fact his younger cousin.
"Quiet please!" Professor McGonagall called out over the delighted students.
The students ceased conversation and turned to the deputy-headmistress.
"Thank you. Now I'll leave it to the Head Girl and Boy to officially open the Ball."
She sat down and Meenal and Roger and their partners rose. Louise looked utterly terrified at the attention.
"Bunnies, think bunnies," George muttered under his breath.
"On behalf of the students we'd like to thank Professor Dumbledore for arranging tonight's festivities," Meenal said. This was followed by a polite round of applause.
"Tonight is a chance for us to celebrate life and the triumph over evil. So on that note we dedicate this Yule Ball to the memory of Cedric Diggory," Roger raised his glass along with Meenal and her date Danny. Louise just stood there frozen on the spot staring out at the sea of faces. Roger nudged her and she shakily raised her glass and spilt pumpkin juice in the process.
"To Cedric," Meenal, Danny and Roger chorused. Louise just nodded.
The student body collectively raised their glasses and echoed, "to Cedric."
There was a moment of sombre remembrance then slowly students began to 'order' their food by telling their plates what they wanted.
Ginny noticed Harry staring up at the stars.
"Are you ok?"
"Huh?" Harry snapped out of his reverie to see Ginny's large brown eyes full of concern.
"Thinking about Cedric?" She guessed.
"Yeah, among other people."
Harry realised he'd said too much and began to study the menu.
The dinner went by uneventfully with George only stealing murderous glances towards the Head Boy. After the plates wiped themselves clean Dumbledore stood up and cleared his throat.
"Now it is time for the dancing part of the Ball to commence. So I proudly present the Demented Donkeys for your enjoyment!"
The Hall erupted with whistles and cheers. Everyone stood up eager for a look at the band. Dumbledore used his wand to levitate the tables to the side to create a dancing space.
The band entered. Everyone ran and crowded around the front. The band consisted of a male guitar player, a male drummer and a female vocalist. They were all covered in grey fur, had hooves instead of and feet and had pointy donkey ears a top their heads. Other than that they were entirely human. As the name suggested they did indeed look demented.
Hermione looked on in amusement as Ginny's little friend Kaye squealed and fainted at her dates feet.
"Dance?" Ron offered his hand out to her as the band began to play their latest song 'Birthday Card'.
"Sure."
Hermione soon found that dancing with Ron was nothing like dancing with Viktor. She felt like she belonged in his arms. They fitted together perfectly. Ron didn't want to let her go and Hermione didn't want him to let her go.
Ginny just stood there watching Ron and Hermione with envy. She sighed as couples began dancing all around her. She turned to go back to the table when someone grabbed her arm. She did a double take when she realised it was Harry.
"Would you like to dance?" He asked over the music.
"You want to dance with me?" Ginny asked. She had to be dreaming.
"You are my date after all."
"Ok…sure."
It was an awkward affair all round. Harry had his hands resting lightly on her waist and Ginny's arms were around his neck. Harry was very careful to keep his hands still. Ginny avoided eye contact and opted to watch everyone else dancing.
The seventh years decided to head back to their table and wait until the younger students calmed down a bit. At the moment there were many first and second years bouncing around in excitement. It wasn't safe to dance without getting elbowed and stepped on.
"Having fun so far?" Lee asked Katie.
"Of course. I always have fun with you," she smiled.
Lee smiled back. He was head over heels about the girl. He'd had a crush on her for at least a year now. He'd told her numerous times but she always laughed and walked away. It had taken Katie a while to warm to his charisma but she was glad Angelina and Alicia finally made her face up to her feelings.
"Come on, let's dance Kat. We'll hang at the back so we don't get crushed."
She obligingly took his hand and he led her away.
"Those two will be together forever," Angelina stated.
"How can you tell?" George asked her.
"I just can. Call it women's intuition."
"What about us?" Fred questioned.
"I'm not even sure we'll be able to live under the same roof without killing each other," Angelina laughed. She adored Fred but they did make an odd couple. They fought, made up, then fought some more.
"Can we change the subject please," George said quietly.
"Why?" The other three asked.
"Well when school finishes we'll all be going our own separate ways. Fred and I want to start our joke shop, Angelina, you want to play professional Quidditch. Licia, you want to write for the Daily Prophet."
They fell silent. They had been too caught up living in the moment that they hadn't even contemplated the future. George was right, they had different ambitions and dreams. It was naïve to think they'd remain as close as they were now.
"Let's not worry about that now. Care to dance, buttercup?"
She nodded and followed him to the dance floor.
Alicia watched George carefully. She could tell their imminent separation had been worrying him for a while now.
"Don't worry about it, Georgie, the Daily Prophet probably won't want me anyway."
"You're a brilliant writer and with the mysterious disappearance of Rita Skeeter they'll be on the look out for new talent. You'll be traveling around the world and meeting new people."
"Well what happens, happens. Let's not bother with it now, let's dance."
George trailed her into the middle of the swaying couples. The Demented Donkeys were playing a slow ballad now and everyone had paired up. Except Roger of course. He sat at his table and scowled at all the happy couples.
"This is fun," Alicia pulled George towards her and wrapped her arms around him.
He half-heartedly hugged her back. His mood had plummeted. He didn't want to let Alicia go. Ever.
"Why is Harry dancing with Ginny?" He suddenly noticed the pair turning in small circles not too far from them.
"It seems Harry has a thing for little Ginny."
"Really? He better watch himself. She does have six over protective brothers."
"Don't be silly. It's Harry Potter, he's not going to do anything to hurt her. They do look a little uncomfortable though. Just look how much space is between them. I bet you could fit another person in there."
"That's the way it should be," George said adamantly.
"She's growing up and boys are going to start noticing her. She could do a lot worse than Harry."
"Yeah, I suppose you're right. Mind you, you're always right."
"With that in mind I suggest we go give Harry a little push in the right direction…literally," Alicia smiled.
"I love your devious mind, Spinnet."
They slowly danced towards Harry and Ginny. Alicia came up behind Harry and laughed very loudly. She pretended to stumble and bump into Harry.
"Hey," Harry yelped in surprise as he was shoved into Ginny.
"Oh Harry! I didn't see you there!" Alicia exclaimed in mock surprise.
"That's ok," he eyed her suspiciously.
"Have fun," Alicia winked and danced away with George.
"She's a little strange sometimes," Harry commented to Ginny.
Both of them failed to notice that they were now pressed up against each other.
The dance continued much in the same fashion until the fifth song when people started swapping partners. George, however, was reluctant to let go of Alicia.
"Come on, you've had her for five songs," Fred reasoned.
"But we were snogging during the entire fourth song though."
"We didn't need to know that," Angelina said. "Come on, you can dance with me, George."
"Fine," George released his vice grip on Alicia.
"Ready for some real dancing, Leeshy?" Fred grabbed her hand and twirled her around.
"You always were the energetic one," she giggled.
"Tell me about it," Angelina sighed with weary affection. She was dancing slowly with George. She was completely out of breath from all the exuberant dancing with Fred.
Fred continued to twirl Alicia until she got dizzy and nearly fell on her butt. He dipped her and spun her out of his arms…and right into someone's back.
"Oomph…sorry about that," she apologised.
The stranger turned around, it was Roger Davies. He was angry at first but the sight of Alicia made him stop.
"I take that back, I'm not sorry at all," Alicia quickly moved away from him.
"Don't be like that sweetheart."
"What's going on?" George and Angelina ceased their dancing to find out what was happening.
"Mind if I steal your girlfriend for a while?" Roger asked Fred.
"She's not my girlfriend but I still mind," Fred snapped.
"She's not your girlfriend?" Asked Roger, extremely confused by this news.
"I'm Fred, you tosser, that's George," Fred pointed.
"Whatever," Roger waved his hand in the air impatiently.
"What makes you think Alicia wants to dance with you anyway?" George snapped irately.
"Bunny rabbits," Alicia nudged him with her hip.
George took a deep breath, closed his eyes and tried to focus on cute, peaceful little bunnies. He imagined himself surrounded by fluffy rabbits. The nearest one looked up at him and clearly said, "Punch the git in the head."
George's eyes flew open. Even the bunnies wanted him to punch Davies. That had to count for something.
"The bunnies aren't helping," he mumbled and clenched his fists.
"I'll dance with you, Roger," declared Alicia out of the blue.
"What? Are you mentally deranged or something?" Fred demanded.
"Have you been smoking something?" Angelina examined her eyes to check they weren't bloodshot.
"I'm not mentally deranged and I certainly haven't been smoking anything. I want to ask Roger something actually."
George just stared at her.
"Splendid," Roger clapped his hands.
"Trust me guys, I know what I'm doing," she gingerly took Roger's outstretched hand.
"Mentally deranged I tell ya," Fred muttered as he and Angelina dragged George to a nearby table so they could keep an eye on the pair.
"I knew you'd come to your senses eventually," Roger tried to pull her closer.
"Not so fast," Alicia resisted.
She stared at him for a while. She still had to admit he was handsome. He smiled and Alicia silently cursed Madam Pomfrey's ability to heal broken bones so flawlessly.
"So what is it you wanted to ask me?" He slid his hand down her back.
"First of all I'd watch where you put your hands if you don't want George to re-break your nose. Secondly I've been wondering how you got into Ravenclaw and not Slytherin."
"That's a very sad story indeed. I arrived at Hogwarts as a naïve excitable little boy. My father had been in Slytherin so I assumed I'd be in that house as well. When it was my turn to be sorted I was extremely pre- occupied with the exhilaration of the moment.
"The Hat asked me if Slytherin was where I wanted to be and I said yes please. The stupid hat then decided such manners would be out of place in Slytherin and I was thrown in Ravenclaw. Needless to say father wasn't pleased."
"You're right, that is a sad story," Alicia said sarcastically. She couldn't fathom why anyone would want to be sorted into Slytherin in the first place.
"I think it turned out for the best though. I have this multiple personality thing going on and everyone is none the wiser."
"Except for me. If you weren't such a heartless bastard…well you never know. Anyway thanks for the dance," Alicia pulled away abruptly.
"But the song isn't finished yet. I thought you wanted to dance with me."
"Changed my mind," she smiled sweetly and shrugged. "Girl's prerogative and all that."
Alicia left him standing there and returned to her anxious friends.
"So what was that all about?"
"Tell you later," she promised. "Right now I want to dance."
She pulled George to his feet. He was still a little stunned but glad to have her back all the same.
On the other side of the crowd Hermione and Ron were swaying in each other's arms.
"They haven't stopped dancing yet!" Ron exclaimed incredulously.
He had been watching Harry and Ginny all night and they hadn't stopped dancing together.
"It really is disconcerting when you pay attention to your best friend and little sister and not your girlfriend," Hermione sighed heavily. Ron had hardly acknowledged her the whole night.
"Girlfriend? Is that what you are?" Ron immediately forgot about Ginny and Harry.
"Well, yeah, unless you have a problem with me being your girlfriend," she replied edgily.
"Of course I don't have a problem. We just never made it official."
"Now it's official then," she reached up and kissed him on the tip of his nose.
It took a while for it to sink in for Ron. He really had a girlfriend! Not just any girlfriend, he had Hermione. He'd liked her for as long as he'd known her. He thought he had been doing a good job hiding it but Fred, George, Ginny and Harry had figured it out. The fact that Ginny knew would ensure that most of Gryffindor knew as well. But Ron couldn't care less anymore. He got his girl.
The happy couples danced till they nearly dropped and finally at midnight Dumbledore thanked the Demented Donkeys and bid the students good night.
The seventh year Gryffindors dawdled back up to the tower. All of them were exhausted. Especially Angelina.
"That was more tiring than one of Wood's training sessions," she said as they trudged through the silent corridor.
Fred scooped her up in his arms and carried her.
"Put me down," she yawned and laid her head on his shoulder.
Fred just smiled at her and kissed the top of her head gently.
George and Alicia were walking ahead, arms around each other's waist. Alicia was carrying her heels because her feet were aching.
"Did you have a good night?" George asked her.
"It was perfect."
Alicia felt totally comfortable and safe with George. She also knew she'd have a big decision to make in a few months time.
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A/N: Well there you go. It wasn't anywhere as long as I expected it to be. I think it was a good chapter even by my high standards. I hope you liked it anyway. I honestly don't know where I came up with the bunny rabbits. As Fred would say I'm mentally deranged! Anyway I'll see you all at the prequel!
SPECIAL THANKS
Meenal, Sandy, Kaye, Erica, Meredith, Silver Arrow, Potter-fanatic, Jewelie and Citywitch110. Also to everyone who put my story in their favourites list. You know who you are!
I hope that everyone who reviewed will take the time to check out the prequel. It will go back to the first year of George, Alicia, Fred etc. It will have less fluff and more humour (hopefully!) Anyway thanks for reading!
Alicia
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