A/N: Hi everyone! Thanks for all those who reviewed. And to an anonymous reviewer who corrected me about Chapter 2, thank you. I haven't seen that one but I've changed it already so it will stop bugging you. ^ _ ^ Don't worry I'm not angry, in fact, I'm happy you told me. At least, I get to lessen the technical errors… Well, to Makoto, thank you again. Hope you'll review this one too.

Disclaimer: Just got four words to drop this time: HARRY POTTER isn't mine. Hope that explains everything else.

Warning: The first scene of this chapter is really weird, I don't know why I've placed it here. But I found it funny. Malfoy's really funny. Don't worry I just like things to be more intriguing but this IS A HARRY AND GINNY FANFIC! Don't you worry about that.

Chapter 19

Cinderella and her Prince Charming

"Aren't you even going to say hi to me?" Draco Malfoy said as he made his way towards Ginny's bed.

"What are you doing here?!" Ginny hissed, trying to calm herself. If she made any noise and Madam Pomfrey saw that she was still not asleep, she'd spend another day stuck on this bed—and she'd die in boredom if that would ever happen.

Draco smirked, seeing Ginny's annoyed face. "Expecting someone else?" He said suspiciously. It seemed that pestering Ginny was one of Malfoy's favorite past time lately.

"It's past visiting hours, Malfoy. Could you go now? I'm tired and I want to sleep." Ginny said, hoping that Madam Pomfrey was sleeping already.

"You don't look tired when it's Potter visiting you." Draco answered back.

"And what does Harry have to do in this?" Ginny asked, really getting pissed off.

"Nice bracelet," said Draco, looking at the jewelry on Ginny's wrist. "Potter does know how to please his girlfriend, all right." He said, standing beside Ginny's bed.

Ginny immediately hid her wrist under the blankets. "This is none of your business!" She snapped.

"Why so touchy with your boyfriend?" asked Draco.

"Malfoy, just shut up, okay? Harry's not my boyfriend! How many times do I have to repeat that before your small brain gets it?!" Ginny said, emphasizing every word she said.

"You and Potter keep on saying that." Draco said coolly, brushing his blonde hair back. "Why do you two keep on denying it?"

"We're not denying it! We're not denying anything, okay!" said Ginny.

"Yeah, right." Draco said. "So how come a silly girl like you ended up in the hospital wing? Harry Potter didn't come to save you this time?"

"I was just sick. That's all." Ginny said, praying that the conversation would end. As the talk went longer, Ginny's anger on Malfoy increased.

"That's not what I heard," said Malfoy. "You were very weak they said. I wonder what's the cause…" Malfoy said, looking into Ginny's eyes to get the answer.

Ginny broke the eye contact. "I was just stressed." She said plainly.

"Tired? Probably because you did a complex charm…" said Malfoy, still looking at her.

Does he know anything? Ginny thought nervously. "A complex charm? What makes you think so?" She looked at him, trying to look calm under his searching eyes.

"Just a hunch." Malfoy smiled. "But then, I may be wrong. Only your brother's girlfriend can do complex charms because she's a brainy." He said.

"But what if I tell you I'm a brainy too?" Ginny said, looking at him.

"You can be a brainy but you still can't do it," said Malfoy. "You're too weak."

"Really?" Ginny said, exaggerating it to annoy Malfoy.

"Yup, really weak." Malfoy leered. He looked at the door and back to Ginny. "Well, my visit's over. Just wanted to see how miserable you looked." He said.

"At last, you're leaving!" Ginny said triumphantly.

"You know what?"

"What?!" Ginny demanded.

"You're more than a brainy girl," said Malfoy seriously. "You're a weirdo—"

"Yeah right. Just go, okay?" Ginny said, cutting in. "Good night and no thanks for visiting."

Malfoy smirked at her for the last time and turned for the exit. When he had reached the corridors, he glanced back at the hospital wing and smiled to himself.

"But I like you." And he went walking to the cold corridors of the castle.

Ginny sighed in relief. At least, she knew Malfoy really didn't know anything about the charm. Harry was now safe and she was at last contented. And with that, she laid her tired body completely onto the hospital bed—with no worries at all.

Ginny opened her eyes slowly and saw a white figure just in front of her bed.

"Hedwig!" She said in surprise.

Hedwig gave a short hoot and flew closer to Ginny. She dropped a letter in front of Ginny together with a white rose. Ginny took the rose and smelled it. It smelled fresh and wonderful. She took the letter and opened it. She immediately recognized Harry's writing:

Ginny,

It's Harry. Hope you're okay there. And I hope that Malfoy didn't disturb you. I met him in the corridors on my way back to the tower. He's a real git.

Anyway, see you later at breakfast in the Great Hall. Can't wait.

Thank you for everything.

Ginny smiled and looked at Hedwig. "Harry's so sweet." She said to Hedwig. Hedwig gave a sharp hoot as if to say that she agreed completely. Ginny placed her hand in Hedwig's soft feathers and began stroking it.

"Miss Weasley, you can go now." Madam Pomfrey said, peering from her office. "Just don't do anything like that again, okay?"

Ginny smiled and nodded politely. She hopped down her bed and immediately headed to the Great Hall. Hedwig flew away, heading probably back to the owlery.

"Is she joining us for breakfast, Harry?" Maya said worriedly. "What if she's still not well?"

"Don't worry, Maya. She's perfectly fine already. Madam Pomfrey gave her a potion to make her feel better." Harry said, looking at the doors of the Great Hall to wait for Ginny.

"She's already here!" said Ron.

The crowd continued into doing their usual business. Eating and talking to each other. Ginny entered the Great Hall unnoticed.

There she was, walking slowly past the long tables. A not so pretty girl, in fact, just an ordinary face in the crowd but to a few who knew her by heart, they knew that she had her own charms to attract just the same number of guys any famous or pretty girl in Hogwarts could attract. She was just Virginia Weasley to the crowd but to Ron, Hermione, Maya, Kyle (even Malfoy) and Harry; she was special.

Ron, Hermione, Maya and Harry all stood up and walked towards her. Ginny ran excitedly to the four and immediately hugged her brother.

"Ginny!" said Ron happily.

"I'm so happy to be back in here." Ginny smiled.

She turned to give Hermione a hug.

"You should start making up for those classes you've missed." Hermione said worriedly after their hug.

"Yeah." Ginny agreed.

"I missed you, Gin!" Maya said, hugging her best friend.

"It's just been a day but it seemed like ages for me." Ginny said. "I missed you too."

After they broke their hug, Ginny caught Harry's eye and immediately turned pink.

"Well, i-it's really nice that you're back." Harry said awkwardly. He stuck out his hand for Ginny to shake. (A/N: This scene sounds familiar…Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. Know it already?)

Ginny smiled and shook hands with Harry using her right hand; her cheeks were still a little pink. "Thank you for the rose," said Ginny softly.

Harry's hand felt warm upon Ginny's touch. It's the red stone, Harry noticed. The red stone seemed to glow but Harry thought he was just imagining it.

"A get-well gift." Harry said, smiling.

"Be sure it's just a get-well gift, Harry," said Ron. "And can you please break the handshake now?" He added, looking at both Harry and Ginny.

The two immediately broke the handshake. Ginny was blushing and Harry's cheeks were burning.

"Ron!" Hermione scolded. "Don't act protective now!" She said, pinching Ron's ear playfully.

"Ouch!" Ron cried.

And everyone laughed at him. All were laughing heartily that they didn't notice someone approach them.

"Ginny,"

"Kyle!" Ginny said happily.

Kyle smiled at her. "Nice to see you again." He said.

"You didn't show up in the hospital wing," said Ginny, looking rather disappointed.

"I'm really sorry about that." He said. He gave Ginny a bouquet of fresh, perfect, red roses.

"Wow!" said Ginny. "Thanks." She said, taking them from him.

"I was planning to visit you in the afternoon after classes when Maya told me you were sick but our team captain immediately called for an urgent Quidditch practice until evening for our match this mid-December." Kyle explained. "It was already late when we finished and I didn't want to disturb you already."

"I wouldn't mind if you will visit me late in the evening." Ginny smiled. It would be better than to have Malfoy visiting me late in the evening, she thought. "But it's okay. I hope you practiced well for your next match."

"If we win this match against Slytherin, we'll be able to reach the finals." Kyle grinned.

"That would be great!" Ginny smiled.

"Well, I just gave you the flowers, got to go and catch up with my fellow Hufflepuffs." Kyle said, walking away.

"What a sweet guy!" Hermione exclaimed. "You're so lucky, Ginny."

"I guess so." Ginny said, looking at the bunch of flowers on her arm. She placed the rose Harry gave her together with the roses Kyle had given to her.

"Let's eat our breakfast. Classes will start soon!" Maya told everyone.

Harry glanced at the bouquet of flowers just beside Ginny after drinking from his pumpkin juice. All of them were scarlet in color and the only one that was different was a small white rose in the middle of the bouquet. Why couldn't he even get Ginny a more decent get-well gift? He went to his classes, together with Ron and Hermione, thinking about how he could get Ginny a more decent gift.

"Hi Gin,"

Ginny looked up to see Harry Potter in front of her, smiling.

"Hi." Ginny said, then smiled at Harry. She immediately returned to her reading.

"Why are you here?" Harry said.

"Reading," She answered.

"Another Muggle book?" Harry asked.

"I finished the one you gave me. It's really fantastic." Ginny said. "I liked the story of Cinderella the most."

"Cinderella? The one with the glass slippers? And fairy godmother?" Harry said. He remembered that one because he found a book in the Dursleys' house with Muggle fairy tales in them.

"Yeah, that one." Ginny said. "Sometimes, I would wish I could be her, funny huh?" Ginny looked at Harry, expecting him to laugh at her.

"No, I thinks it's just normal." Harry smiled. "Who knows you might get your wish one of these days…"

Ginny shrugged. "Why are you here, anyway?" She asked.

"Came to return the book I've borrowed about Quidditch tactics. If Hufflepuff does win against Slytherin, which is the presumed opponent of Gryffindor for the finals, we'll battle against the Hufflepuff and that won't be easy so better prepare." Harry said.

"They're having their match this week, right?" Ginny said.

"Yup. I hope Malfoy would fall off his broom." Harry grinned.

"You bet!" Ginny said, smiling.

"Speaking of Malfoy, did he visit you last evening in the hospital wing?" Harry asked.

"He did." Ginny said, closing the book she was reading. "He's really annoying."

"What did he tell you?" asked Harry.

"Nothing much. Just came and tried to tease me and annoy me." Ginny said. "Then he asked why I was in there and I thought he knew that I performed the charm but…"

"But?"

"But it turned out that he didn't know anything about it." Ginny finished. "He's really annoying."

"Umm…Gin I got to go." Harry said suddenly.

"Now?"

"Yes. I still need to fix something." Harry said in a hurry. "See you later!"

"Okay." Ginny said, then she opened her book again and began reading.

Harry searched the corridors immediately for Malfoy.

Malfoy was easy enough to spot because he liked hanging around the corridors; flirting with girls or pulling pranks with Crabbe and Goyle.

This time, Harry found him flirting with Pansy Parkinson, a Slytherin girl that always seemed to follow Malfoy's orders.

He walked towards him and said, "Malfoy, can we talk?"

"About what?" Malfoy's face was serious. "Let me guess… your girlfriend?" He smirked.

"Oooh, Potter's got a girlfriend!" Pansy gasped in bewilderment.

"Can you please shut up?!" Harry snapped at Pansy. He turned back at Malfoy. "Why are you bugging Ginny lately?" He demanded.

"Why are you nosing around somebody else's business?" Malfoy said airily.

"Ginny's doing nothing to you so leave her alone!" Harry said threateningly.

"You're just jealous, Potter." Malfoy said. "Too bad, you're not in any right position to be jealous."

"Just answer me straight." Harry insisted. "Why are you disturbing her?"

"I find it an enjoying past time. She's really cute to annoy." Malfoy answered.

"Well, you better stop vexing her." Harry said. "She's too good just to be a toy for you!"

"As if you could stop me." Malfoy said, looking boldly at Harry.

"I'm warning you, Malfoy," said Harry, "hurt Ginny and you're dead."

"Why so defensive on her?" Malfoy asked. "You're not even his brother or boyfriend."

"Just don't get near her." Harry said, making every word he said clear to him.

Malfoy just gave him a smirk and walked off with his hands in his pockets.

Harry returned to the common room, looking for Hermione.

Instead, he spotted Ron on the sofa, reading a book.

"Where's Hermione?" Harry asked, gasping hard.

"She's here a while ago but she went to pass an essay to Professor McGonagall." Ron said. "Maybe you'll meet her there."

"Thanks, Ron." Harry said, and ran immediately towards the portrait hole.

"Hermione!" Harry called out.

Hermione stopped walking and waited for Harry. "So, what's up?" She said, smiling.

"Can you help me with something?" Harry asked.

"Sure." Hermione replied. "What is it?"

"Do you think I can get a pair of glass slippers tonight from Hogsmeade if I order them this afternoon?" Harry asked.

"What?"

"I need your answer." Harry said, gasping.

"Yes, if you'd include extra money for it to be delivered through the fastest owl. " She said. "Harry, what's this all about?" Hermione asked, her look was puzzled.

"Cinderella." Harry said.

"What?"

"Ginny likes to be Cinderella." Harry said. "And I thought it would be great if I could give her a pair of glass slippers and dress her like Cinderella."

"You're crazy, Harry." Hermione said.

"No, I'm serious." Harry replied. "Now come on and let's get to the owlery. I got to make the order already!" He immediately pulled Hermione by the hand and dragged her into the owlery.

"So, is that all?" Hermione asked. They were heading to the Great Hall to have their dinner.

"Yes." Harry said. "Thanks a million, Hermione."

"Harry, why are you doing this for Ginny?" Hermione asked.

"I want to thank her for everything she's done for me. For being there and for always cheering me up." Harry said.

"Is that all?" Hermione said, looking at him as if waiting for another answer.

"I guess so." Harry said, avoiding Hermione's prodding eyes.

"Come on, Harry. We're best friends, right? So you got to tell me the truth." Hermione said. "Are you falling for Ginny?"

"Hermione! Ginny's just a… a sister to me." Harry answered, his cheeks burning.

"Are you sure?" Hermione repeated. "Make sure of your feelings, Harry. You might regret it if Ginny belonged to somebody else already, perhaps Kyle…"

"If only it could be easy for me to love, Hermione," Harry sighed. "I don't want to hurt Ginny, okay?"

If only you know Harry that ignoring her is hurting her even more, Hermione thought of Ginny sadly. If only I could tell you that, but I think Ginny must be the one to tell you that.

"So can I tell this to Ron?" Hermione asked, changing the topic.

"I think you mustn't." Harry said. "He's very protective with Ginny and he might not agree with this. Can we just keep this between the two of us?"

"Yeah, you're right about that." Hermione agreed. "Okay, just between you and me."

"Thanks." Harry said gratefully.

Hermione shrugged. "That's nothing. Well, see you around. Make sure you get the glass slippers. I'll get some house elves in the kitchen to help us with the decorations and food." She said, walking away with her hair swaying side to side.

"Aren't you going to sleep yet?" Maya asked Ginny.

"I'll sleep after I finish writing to my diary." Ginny said, chewing her quill and thinking for anything else to write. She looked at her watch and said, "It's only quarter to nine, Maya."

"Well, I want to sleep already. Need to have complete rest before tomorrow's activity in Transfiguration. McGonagall will take points from Gryffindor if I turn the mouse into a flytrap instead of a mousetrap again." Maya said in horror.

"Well, okay then. Good night, Maya." Ginny smiled.

"Good night."

The whole fourth year room was already silent and everyone was asleep except for Ginny.

She already finished her diary and went to look at the bouquet of flowers on her table. She had placed it earlier in a vase. They still looked fresh and lovely.

Then, a sound from the window of their room startled her. A handsome brown owl was standing in front of the window.

Ginny immediately opened the window and let the owl enter. The owl dropped a letter on her feet and quickly flew away again.

"Who would be sending an owl in the evening?" She bent down and examined the letter. It was addressed to her.

Miss Virginia Weasley,

You are cordially invited to a luxurious dinner with the Prince this evening. Please wait for your fairy best friend and she'll escort you to the Prince's palace. She'll be arriving at exactly nine in the evening.

There was no name given. Ginny looked for any signature but there was none. I wonder who gave it to me, Ginny pondered. Maybe just a prank from Fred and George, Ginny smiled.

She looked at her watch. It was five minutes before nine in the evening.

"Oh, well," Ginny yawned. "Got to sleep already." She slowly trudged into her four-poster bed and placed her purple robe on the side of her bed.

She was only half-asleep when the clock reached nine o'clock. "Who am I fooling?" Ginny said, still looking at the letter on her hand.

"Gin," A voice whispered.

That's not Maya's voice, Ginny stood up and returned her purple robe on. She lit a candle and saw Hermione in front of her.

"Hermione!" Ginny exclaimed. "What are you doing here?" She whispered.

"Shhh!!" Hermione said. "Come on! Didn't you get the invitation?"

"You're my fairy best friend?!" Ginny said in surprise.

"Unfortunately, I can't have wings but yes, that's me." Hermione smiled. "I guess so." She added.

Ginny laughed. "Don't tell me you're helping Fred and George with their prank on me?!" She said.

"This isn't their fault." Hermione said. "Come on, okay. I'll just escort you there so I can sleep already."

"Where are we going?" Ginny asked.

"Dinner," Hermione said, yawning. "Actually, didn't you read the invitation?"

"I did." Ginny answered.

"So, let's go." Hermione said impatiently, pulling Ginny downstairs to the Gryffindor common room.

"Hermione, who's behind all this?" Ginny asked, sitting on the sofa.

"Can't tell you." Hermione grinned. "Now stand up, so you can dress."

"My dress is upstairs." Ginny complained.

"Am I a fairy or what?" Hermione said, waving her wand and pointed it at herself.

Hermione's wand emitted silvery glows and surrounded herself.

She changed her attire into a scarlet dress robe.

"There!" Hermione said, looking at Ginny. "Now it's your turn to dress up!"

Hermione pointed her wand at Ginny and again her wand emitted silvery glitters that soon surrounded her.

"You look like a princess." Hermione said, smiling at Ginny.

Ginny looked at herself. She was wearing a very elegant, silk bluish white dress robe that was just the same as the gown that Cinderella wore. It was very lovely. She peered into her feet and found a lovely pair of white shoes—to her disappointment, they weren't glass slippers but they were also wonderful.

Hermione waved her wand again. "Need some finishing touches." She smiled.

Ginny's hair was tied into an elegant twist just like Cinderella's hairstyle. On her neck, she wore a black lace with a diamond pendant that matched her outfit.

"Okay, let's go. We're late already." Hermione said, leading Ginny out of the common room and into an empty classroom.

"This is it, Ginny." Hermione breathed heavily. "That is the room where the Prince will meet you. But first, you got to close your eyes."

"The Prince?" Ginny raised an eyebrow. "And why do I have to close my eyes?!"

"Just do it!" Hermione snapped impatiently.

"Okay, okay." Ginny said, then obediently closed her eyes.

"I'll be leaving you now." Hermione said with a soft smile. "Have a good night." She waved her wand that made Ginny walk into the room without bumping into the wall or the door.

"I thought Hermione didn't convince you to come down here." A voice spoke, giving Ginny a hint that she arrived at the room safely.

"You may open your eyes now." The voice said.

Ginny knew that voice perfectly. It was Harry's voice. She opened her eyes and looked not into a familiar cold classroom but into a large, warm room, just like in a castle.

She looked around in amazement. The room was well lit with hundreds of fairy lights, which Hermione borrowed from Professor Flitwick, and there was a huge chandelier above her, which was full of glowing candles. Below the chandelier was a long table for two and two chairs were positioned on both ends. On the floor were petals of red and white roses that made the air around the room very fragrant. Music was being played somewhere in the room but Ginny couldn't see anyone or anything playing. The place was really enchanted. On the left, was a huge window with red drapes on each side. The moon outside was very lovely and very bright. A grandfather clock stood near the window.

Ginny turned to her right and saw Harry looking at her, smiling.

"Good evening, Cinderella." Harry greeted, walking to her. Harry gave Ginny a bunch of white lilies.

"Harry?" Ginny said. "You're the Prince?!" She exclaimed, a little shocked.

"Hope you don't mind if I'll be your Prince Charming for tonight." Harry smiled modestly.

Harry looked handsome in his dark green dress robes. His eyes gleaming in a special way that made Ginny's heart leap.

"No," Ginny said, smiling at Harry, "not at all."

"I hope you liked my surprise. A thank you dinner." Harry said.

"I sure do." Ginny said. "You really surprised me."

"Hermione helped me with the decorations." Harry explained. "She got some house elves from the kitchen."

"Very great decorations." Ginny commented, looking around the room.

"She charmed the room so it would look like a palace. And charmed it also so the noise in here couldn't be heard outside. We don't want to get detentions, do we?"

"It sure does look like a palace." Ginny smiled.

"Okay, I've got another surprise for you." Harry said. He took Ginny's hand and led her to a sofa near the window.

Ginny sat down comfortably and looked at Harry. "Well?" She said.

Harry smiled. "You do look like a princess." He said, amazed that he managed to say that without faltering.

Ginny blushed furiously. "Thanks." She murmured.

"But you wouldn't be Cinderella if you don't have…" Harry said, "these." He took out a pair of sparkling glass slippers.

Harry bent down in front of Ginny and took out his wand. "Evanesco!" He said and the shoes on Ginny's feet suddenly vanished. Harry helped Ginny place the glass slippers on her feet.

Ginny stood up to take a better look on the glass slippers. "They're wonderful!" She exclaimed.

"Wish granted, Ginny." Harry said. "You're Cinderella."

"Thank you, Harry." Ginny said. "But you didn't have to do this anymore."

"But I wanted to do it, anyway." He said. "Let's check out what the house elves have prepared." Harry offered his arm to Ginny and Ginny took it, a little shy but happy. Harry escorted Ginny to her seat and he walked down to his own seat.

The course was just a light one but it was very delicious. Ginny didn't dare look in front of her because Harry was the one sitting in front of her. She just looked at her plate and ate slowly.

Harry, on the other hand, wasn't touching his food at all. He just looked in front of him—at Ginny. There she was in front of him; she was so lovely and charming just like a princess.

"Harry, aren't you going to eat anything?" Ginny asked after a few minutes of silence between them.

"I'm not hungry." Harry said, smiling.

"I won't eat anymore then." She said, pushing the plate away from her. "Can I ask you something?" Ginny asked.

"Sure," said Harry.

"Why did you do this for me?"

"Actually, I don't know either." Harry shrugged. "But I really wanted to do something special for you, so I did this. I really owe you a lot of things."

"I also owe a lot to you." Ginny said in return.

"I realized tonight, that it's so good to be a prince." Harry said, grinning at Ginny.

"Really?"

"Yup, especially if you get to meet a lovely princess like the one in front of me right now." He replied, beaming.

Ginny blushed. Her face must have been as red as her hair. "Stop kidding me, Harry." She said, trying to stop her heart from beating faster and faster. She even thought that Harry must have heard her heartbeat already.

"I'm not joking you," said Harry. "Honestly, you look lovely tonight, Gin."

"That's the effect when you don't eat." Ginny said, half-giggling.

"Really, Ginny. It's the truth." Harry tried to argue.

"Yeah, right. Whatever." Ginny said, smiling. "The music's great. Let's dance."

"Umm... okay." Harry said, swallowing.

Harry stood up and led Ginny to the center of the room.

The music was slow but it was not a boring one. It was one of the songs played during the Yule Ball last year by the Weird Sisters.

Harry uncomfortably placed his hand on Ginny's waist and held her hand with his other hand. Ginny laid her other hand awkwardly on Harry's shoulder.

It's just a dance with your best friend. It's just Ginny. Harry reminded himself. It's not Cho Chang, so don't be nervous! He scolded himself. But I think, I won't get nervous like this if it were Cho… A voice inside Harry said.

Ginny wasn't feeling good either. Why did I have to say we have to dance?! Stupid me! She scolded herself. But this is what you've dreamed of, right? A voice inside her spoke. I know, but I just can't believe this is real. Maybe it's all a dream. She thought, replying to the voice inside her head.

Ginny looked into Harry's eyes. "Harry?"

"What?" Harry said, looking into her brown eyes as they danced with the music.

"Am I in a dream?"

"No, this is real."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive." Harry smiled.

And they danced and danced together. Harry and Ginny just smiled as they turned and turned, music by music, as the time slowly went by. The awkwardness between them was gone. They danced every music, feeling more at ease with each other and enjoying every turn they made.

"I forgot to tell you, Harry." Ginny said while they were still dancing.

"About what?"

"Did you tell anyone about this?" Ginny said, showing Harry the bracelet on her right wrist.

"Not yet."

"Please don't tell anybody anymore," said Ginny. "Let's just keep it as a secret, okay?"

"Okay." Harry nodded.

The two got tired of dancing and decided to sit on the sofa.

"You're a good dancer." Ginny praised Harry.

"Maybe because I'm dancing with an expert." Harry said.

"I wish Hermione and Ron were here too." Ginny said.

"I couldn't invite Ron." Harry said. "He wouldn't agree with this. He'll think I'm—er—courting you." Harry said the word 'courting' rather soft.

Ginny giggled. "He's very protective on me. Sometimes I love him for that but most of the time it gets annoying." She said. "He thinks I'm still too young to decide for myself." Ginny sighed.

"He just loves you so much. He's afraid that you'll get hurt." Harry tried to explain Ron's side.

"I know." Ginny said. "I really enjoyed this night, Harry. Thank you."

"It's nothing." Harry said. "I also enjoyed it. Thanks for everything." He smiled.

"Do you think Dumbledore will give us another Christmas ball this year?" Ginny asked excitedly. "I want everything to be the same as this." She said, looking around the large room.

"I don't know." Harry shrugged. "At least, Ron will have a better dress robe and not to mention, he'll get a partner already." Harry smiled.

"Yeah," Ginny agreed.

"So how's Kyle and you doing?" Harry asked, not looking at Ginny.

"Nothing much." Ginny said, not looking at Harry either.

"If there would be a ball, I'm sure he'll ask you out." Harry said.

"You think so?" Ginny looked at Harry. "If there would be a ball, I'm sure you'll ask Maya out." Ginny said.

Harry looked at Ginny. "You think so?"

Ginny looked at Harry, questioning him. "Why? You're asking someone else?!" She said.

"Maybe." Harry said, looking at her. "But… I guess I'll ask her out."

"That's great!" Ginny said, forcing a small smile. "I'm sure both of you will have fun."

"You and Kyle too." Harry said, smiling a little.

But like the story of Cinderella, the magic had to end. The grandfather clock stroke twelve and everything was back to normal. Ginny and Harry were no longer sitting on the sofa but on two small chairs. The room was no longer well lit or warm; it was already cold and dark.

Ginny no longer wore a dress robe. She was back in wearing her purple robe and Harry back in his black pants and red sweater.

"Well, that's how our night ends, Gin." Harry sighed. "Lumos!" A dim light from the tip of Harry's wand lit a portion of the room.

"Let's go back to the tower." Ginny said, standing up. "Oh!" She gasped.

"What is it, Gin?" Harry asked.

Ginny looked at her feet and still saw the glass slippers. "How come they didn't disappear?" She asked Harry.

"They won't disappear." Harry said, smiling. "They're real. You keep them, Gin."

"But—"

"As a remembrance, that once in your life you became Cinderella, okay?" Harry said.

"Thank you, Harry." Ginny said. "That's all I ever said this whole night!" She smiled apologetically at Harry.

"You can wear them if we'll have a Yule Ball this year." Harry suggested. "Come on."

The two walked slowly back to the Gryffindor tower.

"Good night, Cinderella." Harry said, before Ginny could climb the staircase.

"Good night, Prince Harry." Ginny giggled at the combination of Harry's name with the word 'prince'. She climbed the staircase to the girls' dormitories.

Harry smiled as he watched Ginny climb the stairs. "See you tomorrow, my once upon a time, fair princess…"

A/N: I just had to do that story!!!! I love Walt Disney very much!!!! Okay, I know I broke my promise but I'll do the ball next chapter. Promise! Please review, okay? And well, got to go… I love you all!!!! Cinderella is one of my favorite Walt Disney princess… Can't do Beauty and the Beast. 'Cause Harry's not a beast!!!!! Hehehe! =)