Ron, Harry, Neville, Seamus and Dean all arrived in the Great Hall. They were in awe. It was better than the Yule Ball, although the layout was the same, just for smaller quantities. There were about 20 tables with candles floating around. There was a stage for the singer (whose name had not been announced yet), a dance floor and the Head table.
Ron, who now had black hair, said that they should probably split up, because it would be too obvious if they all stuck together. Harry, who had light brown hair, agreed, and told them that he'd see them later. He wandered off to a boy and they talked Quidditch for a while.
The 6th year Gryffindor girls also decided to split up.
Everyone was glad when Dumbledore arrived and declared that Sabrina Orica and her band would be playing today, after dinner. Many screamed and cheered in excitement, because she a very good singer and played cool songs, even if she wasn't as known as the Weird Sisters were.
Harry along with everyone else in the school pretty much split up with their friends and sat at a random table, which sat eight at the maximum.
Six more people sat down at his table, none seeming to recognize him. It was a very interesting experience.
Three girls came; one in an icy blue dress, with very yellow hair, one in a cherry red dress and black hair and one in a purple dress with auburn colored hair.
Three boys, at different times, came to sit down too. A tall, light brown haired boy in a yellow colored robe, a boy in black robes and blonde hair, and a boy with black hair and black robes.
(A/N: You'll see most of these people later so, there was a point to all that!)
They made small talk about how nerve wreaking it was not to know anyone, and how your worst enemy could be sitting next to you, and oh how ironic that was.
"That would be funny if Dumbledore's boy Potter was sitting next to me." Thought Draco. He was scouting for some girls to dance with. Of course Pansy had told him what she'd look like so he could dance with her, but he only used that to get away from the cow.
Soon, the menus appeared. Draco ordered a steak and potatoes, same with the brown haired boy two seats next to him. The girl in the purple dress ordered a vegetable and noodle platter.
"Are you a vegetarian?" he asked her, with as much charm as he could muster. She looked good for later.
"Not normally, I just didn't feel like steak or chicken today."
Suddenly the girls hair changed to black.
"Sorry, my hair spell."
The two talked about classes, Quidditch (or rather, he debated whether it was the best thing in the world or not) and what they do in their free time.
The brown haired boy was talking rapidly with the girl in icy blue and the other three were making small talk. The other two boys were talking about girls and Quidditch. The Cherry-red girl, who was beginning to act rather sour, she was just sitting there.
The plates were then cleared, and Dumbledore stood up.
"Without further ado, SABRINA ORICA!!!!!!
We stood up. I felt heat rise in my cheeks.
"Malfoy's were not supposed to have heat rise in their cheeks especially when asking people out... I mean to dance. "I thought. "Then again, I don't have to be a Malfoy tonight, do I?"
"Would you like to dance?" I asekd, taking her hand and kissing it playfully. She giggled. It was a nice giggle. Not shrill, but soft.
"Yes sir, I'd be pleased to be graced with your presence." She said, still giggling. It was a nice song, slow paced. He took one of her hands in his and put his other hand on her waist.
They didn't really listen to the lyrics. They were very involved in their conversation. It wasn't until the fifth song did they realize they had been so close to each other, talking and dancing for so long.
"It was absolutely fabulous..eh?.meeting you?" she said laughing. "If you wouldn't mind, do you think we could dance again at the last dance, the revealing dance? I'd love to know your identity, but I don't want to spoil it 'til then."
"That'd be great." He said kissing her on what he supposed was her cheek, and walking away towards the refreshment table, where they were serving butterbeer.
Hermione walked to the boy in dark red-maroon robes and brown hair that was three spots away from her at the table and was now sitting at the table. He seemed nice. They talked a little bit, but they both asked so many questions and could tell each other so little. She wondered what he could've been talking about with the blue dress- girl.
"Do you want to dance?" Hermione said to the boy.
"Why not?"
It was very comforting to dance with him, but it wasn't like with the boy with black colored robes. She felt safe and happy with the Navy boy and..something else she couldn't place her finger on.
After one dance we walked over to the drinks in which Harry decided to break off from the girl in purple robes to dance with another. To be exact, the girl in the cherry robes.
This girl felt really awkward. She talked about herself a lot. One dance was enough for him. He excused himself to dance with yet another girl, on in peach-pink robes. This girl was alright, a good dancer but it wasn't special." What I really want to do," he thought, "Is dance with the icy- blue girl."
"I need to go," he told the girl he was dancing with, "Sorry."
She looked a little downcast, but soon enough another guy had asked her to dance.
"Now where is Icy?" he wondered out loud.
"Do you mean me?"
He spun around and there she was, giggling. "We really need better names."
Harry pulled her to the dance floor. "I'll be Henry." He offered.
"And I'll be Samantha." She said. "Do you want to dance with me at the revealing dance?" she asked.
"Yes!" he told her smiling. Not that she could tell of course.
They danced for two more dances, when there was a loud sob. A pretty girl in lavender was running out of the Hall with a boy in black running after her...Ron.
"I need to go," Samantha said desperately, "I know her."
"Yeah. The boy in black is one of my friends." Henry said.
I ran off to Lavender. I ran off to the girls' bathroom, which was where every crying girl would go. You're safe from the boys there, and your chums will always be there.
She was weeping on one of the toilets. "Lavvy?" I called, using her nickname.
"Wha-what!?!"
"What did he do.." I said, holding her.
"He- he said, he lo- loved Her- Hermione.."
I gasped. "No.he wouldn't! Not when dancing with you!"
"Ye-yeah.but he d-did." she said in mid-sobs.
"Ron! What did you do?" Harry said running towards me.
"You want to hear the short lie? Or the long truth?"
My mate glared, I could tell that even when his face was blurry.
"Okay, okay." I said giving up without a fight. "Lavvy and I had been talking at dinner, and then we danced. Danced a lot. Got a drink and danced more. I really thought it was Hermione. You know..you KNOW," I dropped my voice, "that I fancy her. Or at least I thought I did. Goldy was so amazing, so interesting and smart. I swear it was Hermione.
So I decided to tell her I knew who she was. I was like, 'I know who you are.' and all seductively she was like, 'I think I know who you are too.' On the count of three we were going to whisper who we thought they were. I was so confident it was her, so I decided to add a little. She whispered, 'Ron Weasley' quickly on the count of the three, and I whispered back, 'I love you Hermione.'"
"Ron! You didn't!"
I grimaced.
"You were wrong!" he said pacing the floor in front of me.
"Well, yeah."
"There's only thing you can do. Go in there," he pushed me towards the bathroom in which we were standing outside of, "And apologize."
I stumbled inside. A girl in light blue robes was in a stall hugging a crying Goldy.
"So, what is your name?" I said.
"How insensitive! It's Lavender Brown." She said coldly.
My stomach dropped. I felt so guilty. "I-I'm very sorry."
"I- I ho-hope so." Lavender said still crying, but beginning to dry up. "I've liked you since forth ye-year.I ha-have no why idea either." She said standing up, "You're in love with her, and you'll never like me. Rot in Hell." She said slapping me twice.
Lavender began to stomp out, but Icy locked the door with her wand, and neither of us had brought ours.
"You." Icy snapped at me, "Apologize again. Lavender, stay her and work out your feelings."
She conjured a chair. "Go on."
"C'mon, Plum." Draco called. "It's getting hot and loud in here, do you want to sit in the garden with me?"
"Fine with me Black." she said cheerily. No one else wanted to dance with her, and frankly, she only wanted to be with the intelligent, kind, funny, cool, Navy, she was dancing with before. There were only five songs left before the Ball was over, but it was already midnight.
The two went out to the garden talking and laughing, not knowing the Head table was watching.
"Look Dumbledore, it looks like your plan is working, Hogwarts is once again a match-making business. I just wish I knew who they were, because I feel the love between them." Said Minerva knowingly.
Dumbledore was the only one not masked. It helped the kids and teachers talk to him. He was the Ball photographer, not that any of the students knew that.
The picture of Plum and Black would be one they'd want forever.
"Minerva dear, please go and dance. Having you hover near me the entire time is driving me mad. That, and you really need to lighten up."
So Minerva did try to find someone to dance. There was only one male teacher left, and no mask could disguise whom that character was. Severus.
"Would you like to dance?" she said.
Sourly he replied, "Sure, but there's really no point, it's all pointless. I can't be liked."
That remark sparked a conversation between the two that lasted five more dances.
Out in the garden, the two were still talking on the bench provided. Suddenly, Navy grew quiet I noted. He put up his hand up to my face, feeling around my face, which appeared blurry to him. Black ran long, strong fingers across my lips and stopped.
"Pl-plum? I'm going to kiss you." He said nervously.
"Why am I nervous?" he thought, "I'm never nervous kissing girls, I never give them notice, she's different.."
"Okay." I replied softly.
And he did.
His lips were so soft, and I wanted more than just a brush of the lips. I really fancied him. I put my hands around his neck, turning towards him and adding more to the kiss. I felt him be taken back with my response, but he soon returned the favor, both of us adding more passion. I felt his strong arms wrap around my wait and sit me up on his lap, I opened my mouth, as did he, letting my tongue enter his mouth.
It was heaven.
"It is now 12:45! The last song of the dance will be performed in eight minutes! Get your favorite dance partner now, so you can reveal your face to them at the end of the last dance.." We heard Dumbledore's voice ring.
"We have to go Black.." I told him, taking his hand and lacing my fingers through his.
"Yeah, I guess." he said with false dejection in his voice. I laughed.
"Let's go."
Lavender forgave Ron, with much hesitation. In fact, they were so involved talking about what Ron would do to make up for it, that Samantha had time to sneak out to Henry.
"How are they faring?" he asked.
"They're working on it. Lavender forgave Ron, their just working out details now."
"Lavender? And Ron? Who'd have guessed?"
"Well Lavvy had the biggest crush on him since forth year."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I always kinda hoped it'd work out too."
"What about us?" Henry/Harry asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Well.if you want to, we could go to Hogsmeade together, and get a butterbeer and stuff." He said, red appearing on his blurred face.
"Yeah! That'd be great!"
"Really?" Harry said in amazement. The only other date he'd ever had was with Cho, and that had turned out very badly, but Samantha and him had hung out the entire ball with her, and had thoroughly enjoyed it.
"Yeah."
"We better get Ron and Lavender out of the bathroom now, the last dance will be starting in four minutes, and their going with each other.at least that's one of the deals Ron said..." Samantha chuckled.
There were three minutes left, and Cho was still trying to find a date for it.
"Two years ago, I went with Cedric, although every boy wanted to go with me..no one wants to go with me now. There is nothing wrong with me! I'm so hot in this dress too!" Cho thought to herself.
Finally, with a minute and a half to go, she grabbed Crabbe, who hadn't disguised his hair, and was wearing robes with a nametag on them, and told him to dance with her at the final dance. He was too dumb to say no.
Disclaimer: This chapter, and last chapter, I swear that I DO NOT own ANYTHING in this FAN fiction. The characters aren't mine!!!!!! Maybe a few of the "plot" elements and the layout are mine.... but I swear that the characters ARE NOT mine.
A/N: The next chapter, I'm doing results for all the "couples". I'm also thinking of adding a song with it....a nice love song...muggle of course.
After this next chapter, which will be the last dance, I MIGHT do an epilogue chapter, or I might tell the results about the next day/week/month/year...I don't really know...
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James- I did add a little MM/SS, but I wrote all of it before you reviewed! I kind like it too.I didn't add too much though..and there won't be any heavy teacher snogging..thanks for reviewing!
stunnedangel- I'm glad you like it..I'll really try to work on my spelling and grammar. I hope I did better in this chapter
Delilah- I'm glad you like my idea! It's like Hermione did the spell, and now every 15 minutes, their hair goes POP! and the hair changes into a different, natural shade of hair color. Nothing had happened yet, because it hadn't been 15 minutes.
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Very ironic.I spelled both grammar and spelling wrong..
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