OI! OUT THERE! Will you please review? B/c I need to know if I should keep writing... and I need your advice... anyways... I'm adding a lot of chapters to all my stories today... so be happy and most of all REVIEW! Toodles and thongs,

Margarita Mocha

On the next day...

"Ron! That's MY letter!" Hermione screamed while chasing Ronald Weasley across the Burrow's back yard and through the forest.

"And I have every right to read it now that I'm your boyfriend, right?" Ron stopped and raised the letter above his head.

"No! I'll just read your mail then!" Hermione said trying to jump up to where his hand was.

"Fine! You know I don't get any mail, right?" Ron asked.

"Whatever then... I HAVE a letter of yours!"

"Do you now? Let's see?"

"Hm, does Ronnie have another girlfriend besides me?"

"No! Hermione! Why would-"

"I said I don't care... give me my letter!"

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"When I say yes I mean yes!"
"Good. Now that you said yes, give me MY letter!" Hermione screamed, jumped up and grabbed the letter and took Ron's with her... and she ran, as hard as that was through the trees of the forest
and the soft summer luscious grass.

Ron chased after her. But since it took him five minutes after she grabbed the letter to realize that she still had HIS letter he was a bit behind.

"Hermione! What about my letter?" Ron shouted in a five meter range of her.

"I'm your girlfriend! I get to read your mail!" Hermione said as she ran into the Burrow. From there she ran upstairs... closely followed by Ron.

She went into the bathroom. And locked the door.

"Hermione!" Knock. Knock. "Please! Let me IN!"

"Ron girls need privacy when going to the bathroom!" Hermione giggled because that wasn't at all what she was doing. She was trying to read her letter in peace.

And this is how it went...

Dear Miss Hermione Granger,

You have been chosen for class prefect this year. You will be joined by three other students from your house and three others from the other three houses. Congratulations... WE suggest you celebrate.

Sincerely,

Pro. Dumbledore (a.k.a.: Twinkling Eyes... You'll find out later)

Hermione literally screamed.

"Yes! RON! YES! I'm A PREFECT!" and then she did a dance that could later be described as a football dance... you know the one that the receivers do when the score a touchdown pass and need mental help... (I don't like football)

Hermione opened the door, hugged Ron, gave him his letter, and she skipped throughout the house with a song that went to the tune of Take It Off, by the Donnas, a.k.a. The Electrocutes. She also played the air guitar in some bizarre brilliant way.

Ron stared at her and became utterly amused at the handwriting on the envelope that fell to the floor that had once covered the letter he had gotten from... well, he didn't know who or what he had gotten it from.
Harry, Hermione, Mrs. Weasley, Mr. Weasley, and the twins were sitting at the table. Ginny had had one more day til she had to go back to Band camp and Ron was reading his letter which went something like this.

Dear Mr. Weasley,

You have been chosen as class prefect this year. You will be joined by three other students from your house and three others from the other three houses. Congratulations... WE suggest you celebrate.

Sincerely,

Pro. Dumbledore (a.k.a.: Twinkling Eyes... You'll find out later)

Ron was shocked. So shocked in fact he went in to the bathroom and stuck his head in the toilet. Purposely. It was an overcomation of the shock syndrome.

Hermione went upstairs because she had heard slashing and figured it was Ron and someone was writing him, such as Andrew, and was saying how Ron owed them bucket loads of money... and Ron didn't, but being the gentleman he was actually cared and would give them the money if he had it.

"Ron, I'm sure the toilet is a hip new fashion of overcoming the dog inside of you but-"

Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble...

"That sounded distinctly like Bubble, Ron... It made no sense."

"Hermione, I'm a bloody prefect! A bloody prefect!" Ron said as he took his head out of the toilet and the toilet water dripped down his sweet, disbelieving face.

"Oh, Ron, this is magnificent!" Hermione said as she ran into his arms and put her hands around his neck. He replied by putting his hands around her waist.

"Let's celebrate! I mean, after breakfast of course... just, um, don't tell my brothers?"

"Sure. Whatever, Ron."

"Seriously, if you do, I won't kiss you."

"Aw, now that's harsh."

"I know Hermione, I know."

"Plus, anyway, who said I wanted to kiss you?"

Ron turned in his heel still holding onto Hermione's waist and making his way out of the door down the steps and to the lupper (supper/lunch.. Its like a mix...) table.

"So, hey..." Ron said.

But he was distinctly cut off by none other than... Ginny running down the stairs screaming "Mummmmmy! Mummmmmy! MUM!" She ran and jumped over the stair railing and there she was... she spotted Harry but said what she needed from her mum too fast, "Have you seen my black lingerie?" Blushes of sorts of colors fell over her face.

"Last time I saw it... it was in the tub. Fred and George were experimenting with it. I think!" Mrs. Weasley said.

"Well, that's splendiferous!" Ginny scram and went to go speak to her experimenting brothers at the breakfast table. "Why have you kidnaped my lingerie? What did you do bathe in it?"

"Yes." Was Fred and George unanimous answer.

"What are you using it for?"

"Helmets. Wae needed helmets."

"How does my lingerie, which by the way I need to hold in these," she pointed at her 'some things'(if ya know what I'm saying...) and would've flashed the twins if they hadn't spoken up...
"Become bloody helmets?"

Sooo sorry quick authors note... A little humor if you're not into the story... My friend had this birthday party... right? Invited her boyfriend. Her boyfriend's being attacked and runs to her door... she thinks that her friends are out there and are being mean to her darling... she opens the door and flashes what ever might be there.... turns out her boyfriend was there, and boy did he get an eyeful! I was on the side of the door where the flashing wasn't happening... thank god! They're both really good friends of mine so it was a hilarious party, if you know what I'm saying...

"Well, they're padded." Fred and George said returning to their meal.

"Well, thanks. You know just tell everyone I wear padded bras!"

"Hermione had it worst and look at her... she's a bloody smiley face!" Ron decided to speak up.

"Well she wants to date on of my brothers! It's her fault! She should've never had come if she wasn't prepared!" Ginny screamed.
"Um, Ginny? Do you really need black lingerie? I mean, what do you need it for?" Harry asked..

"I'm going bloody out!" Ginny screamed and took both of her brothers by the ear and looked into their eyes. "Next time I find one of you bathing in a tub full of my bras I'm going to scream! And it will be worse because I will take your boxer shorts to school and hang them on the poles in the Quidditch field!"

"HM, might attract some attention to my boxer wardrobe and score me some dates." Fred said and George nodded.

"There's no way you're going out with anyone! You're a Weasley woman... we only trust you with people we have slapped... like Harry here. We've slapped him around for looking at your arse!" George said.

Harry and Ginny both blushed.

"I'm going out with Harry... and I need my black Lingerie! ASAP!" Ginny screamed jumped off her chair and left the room.

"Really, that's excellent! Ginny and Harry finally together. I knew you'd learn from these to dolts that you need to make a move!" Fred said.

"Too true, I agree." Ron said. He grinned. "Hermione, Harry, Ginny, and I are going out tonight."

"We're not invited?" George asked.

"Nopers..." Hermione said and threw popcorn in Ron's mouth.

"Okay... all this love is getting to me... I need my girlfriend..." Fred said... he misses his Ali.

"Me too. Although, Ilana picked the right twin. I have a sexy nose!"

"You do." Fred said after George's comment on their nose.

"I'm going to go get ready now." Hermione said. "I'll loan her my black lingerie... I don't know... it might fit her..."

"Hermione... please I don't want to see you're sexy lingerie on my un-sexy sister!" Ron said.

"Ron, Ron, Ron... You're sister is a cutie." Hermione said. Harry nodded.

The parents were utterly amused at the conversation. It was hilarious after all.

Harry and Ron soon got into a conversation about Harry and his obsession with Ron's little sister and Hermione went to go loan black lingerie. And furthermore George and Fred were discussing how sexy their boxers would be on the Gryffindor flag. And out of all that the parents were watching and saying how sad it was that the kids would be gone that night. They knew Fred and George would follow or go see their girlfriends.

About ten minutes until seven, Hermione and Ginny came down looking fantabulous!

Ginny was in a deep green dress. It had very thin straps. And her hair was done up in a bun.

Hermione was in a red dress. It was strap-less. And her hair was down and flowing. There was a Christ-massy fashion to each other.

Ginny went up to her brothers and smacked them. Just the twins. IT was pretty funny. Then she said, "DO NOT EVER USE MY LINGERIE AS SHOWER CAPS!"

Hermione started cracking up and Harry was blushing and thinking about Ginny's lingerie.

Ron was not down yet. Hermione was waiting. Ginny and Harry were out in the car, doing god knows what... but it was probably talking about Ginny's lingerie.

Then Ron came down dressed perfectly. He looked hot... and as far as Hermione could see she liked it. A lot.

Then they set forth to the car... and to begin their date.