A/N- New plan, I have this chapter that is big enough for two, so I am going to break it up and post them at the same time, so the chapter after this is fluffy, I think, I can't write fluff when I try, just remember what this stpry is rated, I don't write NC-17's, yet . . . . hehe j/k Hope you like it.

SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT- anybody who has a good title for this story please give it to me; I really hate all my story titles. You have one week until after this point to change anything you need to, because after this chapter, I will change it on my next update Harry Potter and the Crystal of Kryptonite

Chapter 28- Chess Anyone?

            "And in conclusion, I thought it would benefit you all to have a Valentine's dance!" Dumbledore announced in the morning after the game. The next Saturday was the fourteenth of February, and Valentine's Day also. Ron and Hermione slipped each other glances across Harry as he looked up at the head table, a somewhat longing expression in his eyes, but he couldn't go to Fleur, not now, she'd be in danger.

"Harry, Come back to the common room with me, we still have three hours until our first class, Double Herbology has been canceled due to the snow." Hermione said, Harry's head snapped up,

"What snow?"

"The snow that's been building up since six yesterday afternoon." Hermione sighed, boys. The three headed back early; entering the empty common room with a light hearted feeling.

"Wanna play chess Hermione?" Ron asked, sitting next to the fireplace. Hermione huffed her chest out,

"Why, you're just going to win." Hermione said. Ron smiled at her, moving his wan and summoning the chessboard from the boy's dorm.

"Then let's raise the stakes, if you win then I'll do something you want to do, c'mon give me something." Ron grinned, Hermione pretended to be deep in thought, her forefinger and thumb hiding her smile,

"How about if I win, you go to the ball with me, and if you win, I'll get you a full set of Chudley Cannon Quidditch Robes." Hermione grinned,

"Okay." Ron smiled. He set the board up.

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            Two hours later Ron and Hermione were locked in a struggle, Harry could tell himself that Ron was letting her win a little, but he wasn't going to just give it to her, she was struggling and if Harry didn't know any better, he'd say Ron was laughing at her. From upstairs Ginny came over to Harry, who was sitting on the couch laughing at his two friends.

"What's so funny about chess?" She asked, curling herself into the fetal position next to Harry. Harry pointed at the chessboard, whispering,

"Hermione and Ron made a bet saying that if Ron wins, she buys him a set of Chudley Cannon Quidditch Robes, and if she wins, she gets a date for the Valentine's Day dance. You should've seen his face, it looked like his birthday had come early."

"So how long have they been playing?" Ginny asked; she curled up further. Harry laughed loudly,

"For about two hours, I didn't think Ron was smart enough to outwit Hermione, but he's making it seem like he's trying to beat her, but even I've seen a few chances he's given up." Ginny shivered, causing Harry to scoot closer to her, wrapping his cloak around the both of them. Ginny looked up at him and scooted a little closer, wrapping her body under his cloak fully.

"Thank you Harry." She whispered. Harry looked back to Ron and Hermione, and it looked as if Hermione was finally getting he edge.

"So Ginny, how long has your brother fancied Hermione?" Harry asked, a grinning madly,

"Umm, Somewhere in the middle of my first year, what about Hermione?"

"Since we became friends." Harry replied, thinking back to his first year. They really had come a long way hadn't they? From the Sorcerer's Stone to the Crystal of Kryptonite, and everything in-between, Ginny looked up at Harry, smiling. She really did have a pretty face.

"Since you three became friends? How did you three become friends anyway, I asked Ron, but all he said was 'mind you business'." Ginny blushed at that last portion. Harry turned to her,

"Well, Ron and I became friends since the train ride, he helped me with everything I didn't know about. Hermione met us on the train ride too, but we got pretty annoyed with her very quickly. So then we got to school and it seemed that Ron was partnered with Hermione in every class, which didn't help because he was like everyone else, he still didn't get the spells right away, and Hermione was just like herself, doing everything with ease."  Ginny laughed,

"So how did you three actually become friends?"

"I'm getting to that, at our first flying lesson, Neville messed up and broke his arm, so when Madam Hooch took him in to the hospital wing, Malfoy stole his Rememberal. So Malfoy flew up into the air and I went after him, he threw the Rememberal and I flew down into a dive and caught it. McGonagall saw me and decided to let me play Quidditch, and when I got my broom on Halloween morning Hermione was there and she said something, anyway Ron said he didn't like her and she started crying."

"So how does that prove she likes him?"

"Have you noticed how she only cares about his opinion? When Ron and I ran in and saved her from the troll the only person she noticed was Ron, it's funny in a way." A loud shriek came from the chessboard, Harry and Ginny looked up,

"I won, I really won, I won, I won!" Hermione was jumping up and down cheering. Harry and Ginny fell to the floor laughing, no doubt Ron had let her win.

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            It was the end of DADA class; Harry had been purposely avoiding Fleur all day, even in class. Hermione and Ron walked past Harry, headed toward the front of the classroom,

"Where are you guys going?" he asked, Hermione shrugged him off and the two started talking to Fleur. A loud bell rang, signaling the end of class, and just as Harry packed up Fleur called him up front. Harry walked up to her, he was only an inch taller than her, and her sparkling blond Hair glowed in the light.

"Yes?" He asked, trying to be as offbeat as possible. It didn't work. Fleur laughed at him,

"Is this because of the other night, because I'm sorry, you were-"

"No, it's not the other night, you were right, I was acting like a baby, and I'm the one who should be sorry."

"Oh Harry, you're not very good at false anger." She smiled and hugged him. Harry didn't move at first, but slowly he held her and kissed her on the top of her forehead,

"I'm sorry, I just don't want you to get hurt because of me." He whispered, a clapping noise came from the door,

"Now that's what I'm talking about." Ron said, Hermione at his side, "So are you two lovebirds going to the Valentine's Day dance; it's Saturday."

'It's tomorrow Ron." Hermione said. Ron looked at her with a completely appalled expression.

"Tomorrow is Saturday?" He screamed. Hermione nodded and Ron took off down the corridor.

"Wait up!" Hermione yelled and took off after him. Harry looked back at Fleur. She shrugged her shoulders,

"I dunno." Fleur muttered. Harry needed to get to divination, so he told Fleur goodbye and headed up to the trapdoor. Harry climbed through the door, barely making it to class on time.

"Oiy Harry, guess what!" Ron whispered as Harry sat down at their table next to Parvati and Lavender. Harry shrugged,

"Fred and George's new robes, you know the ones they bought for me, I dropped them in water, and they change color, that's cool!" Harry shrugged, to him Ron was just spouting.

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            "C'mon Harry, we all knew before you stepped in front of that mirror that our hair wasn't going to turn out any different. Who are you trying to look good for anyway Potter, I thought you didn't have a date?"  Seamus said, a big grin on his face told Harry he was only joking though. Seamus was going to the dance with Parvati, and Dean with Lavender. Ron was of course going with Hermione, and Ginny was going with Colin.

"Harry, let's go, I gotta meet Hermione, and "Ron looked at his watch," In about . . . ten minutes ago." Ron said in horror. He grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him downstairs, hurrying up for fear that Hermione would get angry. Ron ran down the steps, Harry in tow, arriving just in time to see a pair of feet coming down the girl's dormitory steps. Harry immediately noticed it wasn't Hermione. (Hermione was a lot paler; this person was pretty tanned.) As she descended further down the steps, Ginny Weasley's face appeared, she was wearing a crimson red dress and matching high heels. Her hair was cut short, spiked and curled to the sides around the base of her head.

(A/N-I Think Ginny looks like Rachel Leigh Cook. Oh, I know her father!!!!!! Rachel Leigh Cook's father that is, not Ginny's)

            "Harry, Ron." She said, hugging her brother and then Harry. Ron was anxiously looking up at the girl's dormitory stairs though. Harry laughed, turning toward Ginny,

"Sorry about your brother, I'm sure if he had all the various butterflies out of his stomach he would quit being a prat and tell you how good you look." Harry smiled, Ginny just smiled back.

"Thanks Harry." She said. Another pair of heels appeared coming down the steps, this time in turquoise heels. Ron nearly gaped as Hermione came down in a dress similar to the one she wore to the ball before.

"You look nice." Ron said, holding out his arm. Hermione took it, complimenting Ron on his robes.

"Umm, yeah Harry, you look really nice too." Ginny said. Harry had his same bottled green robes from the year before, they were nothing special, but he didn't actually get a chance to use them before. Just at that point Colin came downstairs, his robes black. After the natural, very unnatural greeting Colin and Ginny left the room, leaving the trio alone.

"So are you going down to get Fleur?" Ron asked. Harry nodded, and the three left the common room.

            When they got to the doorway of Fleur's room, Harry knocked. The door slowly opened up and Fleur answered, in sparkling robes of silver she was the bell of the ball. Harry choked a little,

"You look tremendously striking on this evening." Harry said in the most suave debonair voice he could muster. Harry held out his hand and Fleur took it, beaming,

"You look wonderful too Harry, your robes bring out the color in your eyes." Harry saw Ron's face falter from a laugh out of his peripheral vision.

When Harry walked into the Great Hall with Fleur on his arm everybody's head turned. The room went quiet and whispers erupted in a hushed voice.

"I forgot about that." Harry whispered to Ron. Ron nodded. Suddenly the band started playing a fast song, and as fast as everyone had hushed, the crowd started dancing and singing again.

"Wanna dance?" Harry asked, pulling Fleur out onto the floor. . .

A/n So I wrote this chapter and the next one as one, but then I thought it would be better to break them up as they sorta change so I can change the title. I hope you guys like it, it's coming to an end real soon, I think you guys will be surprised, and Voldie shows up along with a new showing of Harry's powers, and the aura's are explained in the last chapter.