Melody was frantically searching the grounds for Oliver. She felt sure he'd want to ask her to the ball, but she had to make sure. But, on her way out of the doors, to check the grounds, she bumped into Fred. "Hey there Freddie babes" she laughed. "Hi Melody," he said. "You haven't seen the guys have you?" "Yes, they're out at the front." She turned to walk away, then suddenly she turned back. "Thank you Fred." "It's ok," he replied. Then, he took a deep breath and did something REALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLY stupid. "Um, Melody, can I talk to you?" "Fred, sweetheart, I have to find Oliver." "Please Melody, it's quite important," "Ok, but only five minutes." "Thanks."

They walked over to one of the many large wooden benches that where scattered all around the Hogwarts grounds, and sat down. Melody flicked her long glossy hair out of her eyes and smiled. Fred, wondered what the hell he was doing, blushed, and noticed how beautiful Melody was today, even more so than normally. She was wearing a dark red dress, that was just above her knees, and her hair was loose down her back. She was wearing lipstick that was exactly the same shade of red as her dress. "Melody, I-I've kept this to myself for long enough, and I think it's only fair that I tell you," Fred stuttered. "What's the matter Fred?" "I-I, I think I've fallen in love with you Melody." "Oh my GOD! Fred! Don't be so stupid. Look at you, then look at me. Do you seriously expect anything to happen between US! It's not likely dear," Melody laughed. "I could have anyone I wanted, and sorry dear, but I do NOT want you!" "Ok, I see that you're right Melody, I was stupid to think that someone like YOU, could ever like someone like me," Fred's voice caught and he stood up. "I've gotta go now, see you around." And he walked off, biting his lip. Melody tossed her head, and with a final giggle, she stood up to go find Oliver.

It never crossed Melody's mind that she might have hurt Fred's feelings. Or if she did realise, then she didn't care. God knows that at Beauxbatons she'd trampled on enough hearts. All she ever thought about was Melody.

"Hey Ollie!" She exclaimed, as she tottered over to him in her Prada heels, trying to pretend that she hadn't been looking for him at all. "Bon soir beautiful", he said in a sexy French accent. He reached out for his 'I haven't seen you in five minutes' kiss. "How are you sweetheart?" "I'm great now you're here," "Have you seen the notice up in the common room?" She inquired "Yeah, I have. Do you want to go to the ball with me?" "Well duhhhhhh! Of course I do," She said, with a smile, "Who's everyone else inviting?" "Well, George is inviting Alicia, Ron is inviting Hermione, and guess who Harry is inviting?" "Who?" "Only little Ginny!" "Oh my God!" she shrieked. "Yeah, I know, about time too, if you want my opinion. They've fancied each other since forever." "And they've only just admitted it to themselves, let alone each other," she smiled to herself, and Oliver, noticing the smile, grabbed her hands and pulled her towards him, and kissed passionately on the lips.