A/n: Ok here's 4th chapter! I have nothing else to say here soooo review please and thanks!

Disclaimer: JK rowling wouldn't write queer stories like this. So I think we all know what that means.

Chick Like Me

Chapter 4: Lovely girls in precious curls- in action

"Oh, it's alright." Harry smiled, as he played along. He fluttered his eyelashes to tease the poor boy. Poor boy?

"So have we met before? I seem to have not seen you around..." the boy said.

"Oh, I'm on the...er...first year." At that answer, Ron gave out a snort.

"Oh I'm sorry, hello there." The boy greeted to Ron, but he just gave the boy a grin.

"So what's your name?" the boy asked Harry, seem to show a lot of interest.

"Er...Umm....Har—Harriette." Harry smiled again.

"That's a beautiful name. 'Specially on a beautiful lady..." the boy winked, "Oh, sorry that seemed so

forward."

"So, what's your name you big hunk of junk?" Ron couldn't help to say. Harry gave out a loud snort. The boy didn't look insulted, which suprised the two boys.

"I'm sorry, how rude of me. My name's Malfoy. Draco Malfoy." He smiled, revealing his shiny Malfoy Manor- like teeth.

Ron lookd at him with disgust as he said his name, but started to flutter her eyes afterwards.

Unfortunatley for Malfoy, he hasn't known about the project...

"Well, I'd love to stay and chat with you ladies, but...uh, I've got work to do." He told them, "So

Harriette, do you think you can...say...have a nice walk out Hogwarts sometime with me?

Say...Saturday?"

"Uhh..." Harry hesitated, he glanced at Ron, as he was gesturing the classical 'hand-cutting-the-neck' or also known as 'DON'T GO WITH THAT BASTARD!'

Without hesitation for Malfoy, he quickly shook her hand and muttered to her ear, "Great, I'll see you

then."

He walked off, like a stupid fool that he is and headed to his common room.

~

"Oh look's like someone's got a crush." Ron joked, as they got to their common room. By then, Hermione approached them. "Oh, hello." She greeted. "Hey Hermione. Guess who's got a date?" Ron told her. "Oh I'm sorry, I'm afraid I don't know you. Are you a first year?" "No, Hermione it's us. Harry. That's Ron." Harry explained, as he fixed his own long hazelnut brown hair. "Are you serious!?" Hermione laughed, and started circling around them for about two minutes. "Make it stop..." Ron whispered to Harry, standing on his spot. "That's crazy guys, good job!" she commented. "So who's got a date...Ron?" Ron laughed and pointed at Harry, "And guess who's the one paying? Draco Malfoy!" Hermione looked at Harry suprisingly. "Did he not know who you were?" The two lovely ladies shook they're dollfaced heads. Hermione started to laugh, "Now, if you actually start bleeding, you know where to find me." She winked once more and took her books. "Good luck...boys...I mean...babes..." she giggled and took off. "Great." Harry muttered, looking all depressed, "I regret what just happened. Why did I have to flutter my eyes? It's not like I knew he was going to ask me out. I didn't even say yes!" Ron shook his head, as he saw Dean and Seamus come in wobbling because of the high girl shoes, and skirts. "Have I ever told you how this sucks ass" Harry and Ron nodded their heads, "And to think it's for a week!" ~ It was two hours before curfew, and the Gryffindor Muggle Studies class was hanging out at one spot- afraid of the public. Harry and Ron were in their dormitories, playing Wizard chess. "Knite to E5" Harry demanded. Ron smirked at his move, he took a few sips of a glass of water beside the bedside table. "I already win! See?" Ron pointed to an already open checkmate. Harry looked stunned, he took a few other sips of water as he concentrated on how he lost. Suddenly, he felt a slight burst on his...erm...downstage stomach. He looked at Ron, and they stared at each other in a weird way. "I feel like I..." Harry began. Ron was nodding hysterically. "Me too me too me too..." he murmered. With no hesitation, they both ran as fast as they could out of the common room and into the bathrooms. As they ran, they passed by Hermione and said a quick hello- bye! ~ As they got to the bathroom hallways, they couldn't decide which bathroom to take... "Let's take...umm...this one" Harry pointed to the girl's bathroom and went in. Duh, they were girls! Harry took the fifth stall as Ron took the fourth. As they got in, they paused for a long while. Eventually, Ron broke the silence, "HARRY HOW THE HELL CAN WE PEE!" "Umm...." Harry thought. They were both standing, looking at the weird-looking girl's toilet. For a few minutes, they couldn't think of what to do. Ron started to bounce up and down, "What on earth are you doing!?" Harry asked. "How the hell do girls pee damn it!" "Shut up for a second, I have to figure out how this—agh!!!!!!!!—stupid skirt come off." Then all you hear is a loud splash. .... "Ron. You alright?" ... "I got in. I got in the toilet...my butt's all wet." Was Ron's reply. "Have you peed yet?" "Well...you can say that...do you think I have an extra skirt?" Harry wasn't in luck either. As he finally unzipped his skirt... "Umm...Ok...now what...I think...umm...I think you sit." Ron heard a small land on the toiletry, and guessed that Harry must've sat. "This is hard work, man. Being a girl is like...whoah! Ahhh...." Harry was relieved he finally got all of the stress out. Ron had already gone out of the stall, as Harry flushed the toilet. As he was about to get out, he heard an awkward sound. "AWW RON! Control yourself, man!! What have you been eating!?" ~ The two poor girls ran back to the common room. With all the speed, hardly anyone could tell somebody was a bit wet... "You two look burnt!" Hermione told them, as he helped them to sit in the couch, in front of the fire. "Ron, I think...uh..you better change upstairs." Ron nodded desperately, as Harry sat back relaxed. "How can you be a girl, Hermione? This is crazy. First the cleavage, now this whole bathroom thing. Why do you girls have to pee so differently!" ~ Ron came back down with his old trousers. "Since it's near curfew, why not wear pants?" Hermione and Harry sighed. "You two need help." She suggested "More like therapy-" Harry answered. "I think I'm gonna go upstairs and think about what I just did." "Me too." Ron yawned, and went up to bed. A/N: yay! End of chapter 4! Chow!