((Sorry this took me awhile to post. I've been quite busy lately and haven't had time to type it out. I do have to redo the last chapter, because I didn't realize I made so many mistakes from what I originally wrote. Yes, this is the ball part one, it will continue in the next chapter. And for some of you who might be wondering, no, my story is not going to end after the ball. Keep reviewing!))
"The ball is tomorrow and I haven't the bloody clue what to do?" Ron sputtered to Harry as they walked along the hallway to the common room. Ron had been out of the Hospital Wing for a week, with nothing to show for it besides a small scar on his right leg. Everything had gotten back to normal between Ron and Hermione again and they had begun to quarrel again.
"What's to think about? You're going with Hannah. Drink Pumpkin juice, have a good time." Harry said back in a rather high pitched tone. They entered the common room that was filled with chatter. They went to find a seat at the couches and saw Ginny curled up, crying.
"What's wrong, Ginny?" Ron said as he and Harry sat down on either side of her.
"The ball is tomorrow and I still don't have a date," she sniffled.
"What about Neville?" Harry asked sympathetically.
"He's going with Padma Patil," she whimpered. "Anyway, I had to soak my feet for a week last time. He kept stepping on my feet." Harry and Ron both sniggered with Padma going with Neville, but Harry stopped when he saw Ginny frown with tears in her eyes.
"Ginny, there's got to be someone. I mean, if I didn't have a date... I would want to go with you" Harry paused. He couldn't believe he had actually said that. It was a lie... wasn't it? Ron stopped laughing too and looked at Harry as if he had a disease.
Ginny just smiled. "Thanks Harry." Harry leaned towards her and hugged her.
"Now I'm hugging her! What is with me!" He thought to himself. Ron just stood there speechless with a risen eyebrow. He pulled Harry off Ginny.
"Geroff me sister" he said with a scrunched up nose. Ginny looked at Harry with her face flaming red.
"Oh, don't be so immature Ron" Ginny scowled.
"Yeah," Harry nodded and smiled. "Well, anyway Ginny, it's probably a lot more fun to not go with someone then to go with someone" Harry shrugged.
-*-*-*-*-
The next day arrived after hours of Ron tossing and turning in his sleep from being scared out of his wit. Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Ginny strolled into the Great Hall and saw large jack-o-lanterns floating in mid-air that had bright, glowing yellow eyes and that would yell "BOO" everyone time a small first year passed it.
"Oh Harry, there you are" Cho Chang said giggling as she skipped up to him. "I'm not sure what dress I should wear tonight. I really like the red one I have, but I mean it's like so not Halloween. So maybe I should wear the dark green one, but then again, I wore something like that dress for my cousins wedding, so I mean it's like, not a good thing to wear something like it, like three months after you just wore it. Do you know what I mean?" Harry didn't understand, let alone care about anything she had just said. He had zoned out. Cho waved her hand in front of his face.
"Harry?" He shook awake. "Uh, yeah, that's awesome Cho," he said in a rather dull voice. She tolled her eyes and walked away.
Ron stepped up next to Harry and chuckled. "What a ditz."
Harry jabbed him in the shoulder. "Shut up!"
Ron shrugged. "I'm just saying, I hope you can survive the night."
"Sorry to say, but Ron's right, Harry." Hermione said gripping onto a stack of books. "Just a word of advice, you shouldn't do much talking tonight." Ron and Ginny nodded with agreement. Harry just scowled and turned around when he suddenly heard two people collide and books scatter in the air.
"Watch it!" One of the people yelled. Harry turned back around and saw Hermione and Malfoy sprawled out on the floor, rubbing their foreheads. Malfoy opened his eyes and saw them all glaring at him.
"Oh... it's you four" he said... in an awfully regular voice as he stood up and brushed himself off. He noticed Hermione was still on the floor and held out a hand. "Here, I'll help you up mud-blo... Hermione" he mumbled as he forced a smile. Ron and Harry looked at each other in horrific shock with their mouths hanging open, and then looked back at Hermione and Malfoy. Hermione paused for a moment before cautiously grabbing a hold of his hand; rather afraid he was going to push her back down again. But he didn't, he just pulled her up and dropped back to the ground and picked up Hermione's books and handed them to her.
"Well, uh, goodbye," He said, waving before he scurried off. Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione just stood there in shock.
"What was that all about?" Hermione murmured softly.
"Do you think Malfoy lost a bet?" Ron asked dumbfounded. "And since when has he ever used Hermione's first name? He's either called her Granger, or mud-blood, or bucktooth, or..." he was about to continue back Ginny put her hand up to stop him.
"Ron, we get it" she scowled. Ron blushed slightly.
"Sorry 'Mione."
-*-*-*-*-
After a long lunch, Hermione insisted the two of them begin to get ready.
"Why do we need two hours?" Ron scowled. "All we do is throw on our dress robes and that's it."
"Ron, you really should think about combing your hair" Hermione shot back, putting her hands on her hips. "Now if you excuse me, I have to get ready," she said in a haughty manner as she stomped away up to the girls' dormitory. Ron began to mock her when she left.
"You really should think about combing your hair" he said in a high pitched voice. "The nerve of her for saying that" without realizing it, Ron began to flatten his hair down with his hand.
Harry chuckled and Ron's face turned red as he stuffed his hands into his pockets. "C'mon, let's follow Hermione's advice. Just this once." Harry pulled on his sleeve and dragged him up to the boys' dormitory.
Ron opened his trunk that was in front of his bed and pulled out a brand new dress robe. "Blood 'ell! When did I get this!" He exclaimed as he examined it. The dress robe was a dark royal blue color made with some sort of soft material. He shrugged and threw it over his head and examined himself in a full length mirror that was hanging on a nearby wall. Ron sighed, he knew he must have looked a lot better then the past year, just not much.
"Maybe Hermione's right," he thought out loud as he began to flatten his hair down vigorously with his hand. He grabbed a comb out of the trunk and pulled it threw his hair. He repeated that for the next five minutes before his hair was neatly combed.
Harry walked out of the bathroom, straightening and smoothing out his dress robes. "So you decided to use Hermione's advice?" Harry snickered.
"What about you? Why haven't you combed your hair?" he sneered. Harry examined himself in the mirror that Ron had and shrugged.
"Odd thing really. It doesn't work, I've tried. There was this one time that the Dursleys made me dress up for Dudley's graduation from elementary school, and they put loads of gel and gunk in my hair, but none of it worked. It stayed like this," he laughed.
"Think Hermione's ready yet?" Ron asked, beginning to pace back and forth.
"Not a chance," Harry replied, loosening his tie that was cutting off his breathing. And so they waited for another twenty minutes talking about Quidditch.
"What the heck are you two doing up here so early?" Dean Thomas said as he, Seamus Finnigan and Neville Longbottom walked in.
"Getting our dress robes on, duh?" Ron replied.
"Why would you wear dress robes as a costume? What are you two supposed to be? Perfect students?" Dean as he hit Neville and Seamus on the shoulders playfully as the three of them laughed.
"What are you talking about?" Harry asked curiously.
"The Halloween Ball tonight stupid. You know, we're all supposed to have costumes." Seamus said, still howling with laughter. Ron and Harry looked at each other frantically then back to the rest of them.
"Costume Party!" Ron and Harry yelled simultaneously.
"You mean you two didn't know?" Neville said, chuckling harder then ever. Ron and Harry looked back at each other again.
"What are we going to do!" they both yelled at the same time again. Dean, Seamus, and Neville just laughed and began searching through their trunks for their costumes. Harry and Ron began to panic and search around for costumes that they could pull together.
"Maybe I could be invisible," Harry suggested as he and Ron laughed.
"You'd still step on Cho's feet when you dace" Ron snapped. "Harry, why don't you just go as a Quidditch player?" Ron shrugged. Harry nodded and dug through his trunk until he found his Quidditch robes and threw them on.
"Ah, I have a good idea." He grabbed his Firebolt out of the trunk and strapped ropes to it and slung it on his shoulders like a back-pack. He examined himself in the mirror again. "Not bad," Harry said, sitting down on his bed. After twenty minutes, Ron still hadn't found a costume.
"You could always put a black cape on and put loads of grease in your hair and go as Snape" Harry said as he looked at his watch impatiently.
Ron noticed Harry begin to tap his foot on the ground waiting. "Harry, just go on... I'll meet you down there. And, if you see Hannah, tell her I'll be right down." Ron said, still digging through his trunk for anything. Harry shrugged and walked out of the dormitory. Ron bit his lip.
"What am I supposed to do?" He said, thinking out loud again. Ron had an idea. Fred and George had a bunch of masks and stuff lying around somewhere. He ran over to their suitcases and grabbed a random one and opened it. Inside he found six masks and some black cloaks. He picked one of the masks up and examined it. It was a phantom mask that covered the top part of a persons face. It had a small dent on the right side of the cheek. He shrugged and threw it back with the other masks He picked another one up. It was a hideous looking skeleton mask.
"Perfect" He exclaimed as he threw one of the cloaks and the mask on. The mask alone didn't cover his hair, but the cloak had a hood that covered the top of his head completely.
"It's better then nothing," he said. He scurried out of the room to the ballroom. He saw Hannah waiting for him out in the corridor. She was wearing a black, velvet cat costume with magical whiskers that looked like they were actually coming out of her skin. She took one glimpse at Ron ((Who had his mask off at the time)) and ran towards him.
"Wicked costume, Ron" she squealed as she linked arms with him and dragged him inside the ballroom.
"About time Ron. Awesome costume by the way, where'd you find it?" Harry asked as he and Cho walked up to them. Cho was wearing a long white dress with white glittering wings. She had some sort of glitter on her face that made it sparkle incessantly.
"Hey Harry, Cho. I found all these sort of masks in a suitcase Fred and George had that they used to scare me and Ginny when we were little. " He said, looking around curiously. "Speaking of Ginny, where is she and Hermione?"
"Hermione's in front, getting ready. And Ginny, Ginny's gulping down punch as if there was a drought or something." Harry laughed. Before Ron could say anything, Dumbledore got up on stage and put his hand up and everything went quiet.
"I would now like to introduce the six top students and their escorts." Dumbledore said as he began to read off the names of the students. Supposedly, they were supposed to walk casually onto the stage and then stay there till the rest of them came.
"The first 7th year top student: Angelina Johnson escorted by Fred Weasley." The two of them strolled out on stage doing what looked like the muggle tango. They finally got to the center of the stage where Fred took a hold of Angelina and spun her around rapidly then dipped her. The both took a clumsy bow and ran off stage. Dumbledore paused for a moment with a rather bewildered expression.
"Anyway, next it the other 7th year: Gregory McCain, accompanied by Isabella Freeman. Our first sixth year student it Lila Thomas, with one of the fifth year students, Draco Malfoy." The chatter of the room stopped when they saw Malfoy walk out onto the stage with a tall girl with long brown hair and a few people gasped.
"That can't be right..." Ron said with a scrunched up nose. "But... everyone knows that Lila is in Hufflepuff. Okay... Malfoy definitely lost a bet." Ron muttered, his mouth hanging open.
Whispers flooded the ballroom. Harry looked over at Crabbe and Goyle who looked like they were about to faint.
"He dumped me for her!" cried Pansy Parkinson.
"But she's a Hufflepuff!" screamed a Slytherin boy in the corner of the room.
"And a mud-blood!" another Slytherin screeched.
"I know Lila" Hannah said to them in a whisper. "She's a Hufflepuff prefect. She helped me with my homework a couple of times, real nice. I had no idea that when she was bragging about her date that it was Malfoy" Hannah shuddered.
"And finally," Dumbledore continued. "Sixth year top student Damon Christophers with fifth year top student, Hermione Granger." Ron felt the sudden urge to boo, but he reminded himself that Hermione was up there with him. So he just joined the other people who began to clap.
"Now that the top students have been introduced... let the ball begin." Dumbledore snapped and the Weird Sisters ((Who are actually guys, if you didn't know)) appeared and began to play a loud tune.
"Come on Ron, let's dance" Hannah said, grabbing his hand and pulling him out to the dance floor.
"Care to dance, Cho?" Harry asked hopefully.
"I guess.... just not too fast. I don't want to ruin my new shoes" she said as she slowly walked towards where Ron and Hannah were dancing. Harry rolled his eyes and followed her.
"Having a good time?" Harry mouthed to wrong as the song entitled "Muggle Trouble" ended. Ron just shrugged and shot a quick glance over at Damon and Hermione who were dancing on stage. The Weird Sisters began to play a sweet, slow song as Harry and Ron's stomach lurched. Ron was just about to start to dance with Hannah when he heard someone behind him.
"Hannah! Is that you?" Ron recognized the voice instantly and turned around to see none other then....
((*cackles* Heh heh, *sigh* Gotta love cliffhangers! I know Malfoy being nice all of a sudden is....odd... but I'll explain later. Keep reviewing! Moony-You have no idea how right you are ^_^ Magical*Me- I know that, and I felt kind of stupid after I wrote it. But then again... it'll all fall into the puzzle sooner or later. heh heh Sunshine Stargirl- Thankya! Hermione Weasley- Well I wasn't actually going to kill off the best guy in the whole story and then keep him dead, hehehehe. AmericanMonkey38- Your stories great! Keep reviewing! And now...Advertising! Like Harry Potter RP? Then join www.avidgamers.com/hprpww/ today! Over 25 message boards to RP on! Made-ups and book characters wanted!!
"The ball is tomorrow and I haven't the bloody clue what to do?" Ron sputtered to Harry as they walked along the hallway to the common room. Ron had been out of the Hospital Wing for a week, with nothing to show for it besides a small scar on his right leg. Everything had gotten back to normal between Ron and Hermione again and they had begun to quarrel again.
"What's to think about? You're going with Hannah. Drink Pumpkin juice, have a good time." Harry said back in a rather high pitched tone. They entered the common room that was filled with chatter. They went to find a seat at the couches and saw Ginny curled up, crying.
"What's wrong, Ginny?" Ron said as he and Harry sat down on either side of her.
"The ball is tomorrow and I still don't have a date," she sniffled.
"What about Neville?" Harry asked sympathetically.
"He's going with Padma Patil," she whimpered. "Anyway, I had to soak my feet for a week last time. He kept stepping on my feet." Harry and Ron both sniggered with Padma going with Neville, but Harry stopped when he saw Ginny frown with tears in her eyes.
"Ginny, there's got to be someone. I mean, if I didn't have a date... I would want to go with you" Harry paused. He couldn't believe he had actually said that. It was a lie... wasn't it? Ron stopped laughing too and looked at Harry as if he had a disease.
Ginny just smiled. "Thanks Harry." Harry leaned towards her and hugged her.
"Now I'm hugging her! What is with me!" He thought to himself. Ron just stood there speechless with a risen eyebrow. He pulled Harry off Ginny.
"Geroff me sister" he said with a scrunched up nose. Ginny looked at Harry with her face flaming red.
"Oh, don't be so immature Ron" Ginny scowled.
"Yeah," Harry nodded and smiled. "Well, anyway Ginny, it's probably a lot more fun to not go with someone then to go with someone" Harry shrugged.
-*-*-*-*-
The next day arrived after hours of Ron tossing and turning in his sleep from being scared out of his wit. Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Ginny strolled into the Great Hall and saw large jack-o-lanterns floating in mid-air that had bright, glowing yellow eyes and that would yell "BOO" everyone time a small first year passed it.
"Oh Harry, there you are" Cho Chang said giggling as she skipped up to him. "I'm not sure what dress I should wear tonight. I really like the red one I have, but I mean it's like so not Halloween. So maybe I should wear the dark green one, but then again, I wore something like that dress for my cousins wedding, so I mean it's like, not a good thing to wear something like it, like three months after you just wore it. Do you know what I mean?" Harry didn't understand, let alone care about anything she had just said. He had zoned out. Cho waved her hand in front of his face.
"Harry?" He shook awake. "Uh, yeah, that's awesome Cho," he said in a rather dull voice. She tolled her eyes and walked away.
Ron stepped up next to Harry and chuckled. "What a ditz."
Harry jabbed him in the shoulder. "Shut up!"
Ron shrugged. "I'm just saying, I hope you can survive the night."
"Sorry to say, but Ron's right, Harry." Hermione said gripping onto a stack of books. "Just a word of advice, you shouldn't do much talking tonight." Ron and Ginny nodded with agreement. Harry just scowled and turned around when he suddenly heard two people collide and books scatter in the air.
"Watch it!" One of the people yelled. Harry turned back around and saw Hermione and Malfoy sprawled out on the floor, rubbing their foreheads. Malfoy opened his eyes and saw them all glaring at him.
"Oh... it's you four" he said... in an awfully regular voice as he stood up and brushed himself off. He noticed Hermione was still on the floor and held out a hand. "Here, I'll help you up mud-blo... Hermione" he mumbled as he forced a smile. Ron and Harry looked at each other in horrific shock with their mouths hanging open, and then looked back at Hermione and Malfoy. Hermione paused for a moment before cautiously grabbing a hold of his hand; rather afraid he was going to push her back down again. But he didn't, he just pulled her up and dropped back to the ground and picked up Hermione's books and handed them to her.
"Well, uh, goodbye," He said, waving before he scurried off. Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione just stood there in shock.
"What was that all about?" Hermione murmured softly.
"Do you think Malfoy lost a bet?" Ron asked dumbfounded. "And since when has he ever used Hermione's first name? He's either called her Granger, or mud-blood, or bucktooth, or..." he was about to continue back Ginny put her hand up to stop him.
"Ron, we get it" she scowled. Ron blushed slightly.
"Sorry 'Mione."
-*-*-*-*-
After a long lunch, Hermione insisted the two of them begin to get ready.
"Why do we need two hours?" Ron scowled. "All we do is throw on our dress robes and that's it."
"Ron, you really should think about combing your hair" Hermione shot back, putting her hands on her hips. "Now if you excuse me, I have to get ready," she said in a haughty manner as she stomped away up to the girls' dormitory. Ron began to mock her when she left.
"You really should think about combing your hair" he said in a high pitched voice. "The nerve of her for saying that" without realizing it, Ron began to flatten his hair down with his hand.
Harry chuckled and Ron's face turned red as he stuffed his hands into his pockets. "C'mon, let's follow Hermione's advice. Just this once." Harry pulled on his sleeve and dragged him up to the boys' dormitory.
Ron opened his trunk that was in front of his bed and pulled out a brand new dress robe. "Blood 'ell! When did I get this!" He exclaimed as he examined it. The dress robe was a dark royal blue color made with some sort of soft material. He shrugged and threw it over his head and examined himself in a full length mirror that was hanging on a nearby wall. Ron sighed, he knew he must have looked a lot better then the past year, just not much.
"Maybe Hermione's right," he thought out loud as he began to flatten his hair down vigorously with his hand. He grabbed a comb out of the trunk and pulled it threw his hair. He repeated that for the next five minutes before his hair was neatly combed.
Harry walked out of the bathroom, straightening and smoothing out his dress robes. "So you decided to use Hermione's advice?" Harry snickered.
"What about you? Why haven't you combed your hair?" he sneered. Harry examined himself in the mirror that Ron had and shrugged.
"Odd thing really. It doesn't work, I've tried. There was this one time that the Dursleys made me dress up for Dudley's graduation from elementary school, and they put loads of gel and gunk in my hair, but none of it worked. It stayed like this," he laughed.
"Think Hermione's ready yet?" Ron asked, beginning to pace back and forth.
"Not a chance," Harry replied, loosening his tie that was cutting off his breathing. And so they waited for another twenty minutes talking about Quidditch.
"What the heck are you two doing up here so early?" Dean Thomas said as he, Seamus Finnigan and Neville Longbottom walked in.
"Getting our dress robes on, duh?" Ron replied.
"Why would you wear dress robes as a costume? What are you two supposed to be? Perfect students?" Dean as he hit Neville and Seamus on the shoulders playfully as the three of them laughed.
"What are you talking about?" Harry asked curiously.
"The Halloween Ball tonight stupid. You know, we're all supposed to have costumes." Seamus said, still howling with laughter. Ron and Harry looked at each other frantically then back to the rest of them.
"Costume Party!" Ron and Harry yelled simultaneously.
"You mean you two didn't know?" Neville said, chuckling harder then ever. Ron and Harry looked back at each other again.
"What are we going to do!" they both yelled at the same time again. Dean, Seamus, and Neville just laughed and began searching through their trunks for their costumes. Harry and Ron began to panic and search around for costumes that they could pull together.
"Maybe I could be invisible," Harry suggested as he and Ron laughed.
"You'd still step on Cho's feet when you dace" Ron snapped. "Harry, why don't you just go as a Quidditch player?" Ron shrugged. Harry nodded and dug through his trunk until he found his Quidditch robes and threw them on.
"Ah, I have a good idea." He grabbed his Firebolt out of the trunk and strapped ropes to it and slung it on his shoulders like a back-pack. He examined himself in the mirror again. "Not bad," Harry said, sitting down on his bed. After twenty minutes, Ron still hadn't found a costume.
"You could always put a black cape on and put loads of grease in your hair and go as Snape" Harry said as he looked at his watch impatiently.
Ron noticed Harry begin to tap his foot on the ground waiting. "Harry, just go on... I'll meet you down there. And, if you see Hannah, tell her I'll be right down." Ron said, still digging through his trunk for anything. Harry shrugged and walked out of the dormitory. Ron bit his lip.
"What am I supposed to do?" He said, thinking out loud again. Ron had an idea. Fred and George had a bunch of masks and stuff lying around somewhere. He ran over to their suitcases and grabbed a random one and opened it. Inside he found six masks and some black cloaks. He picked one of the masks up and examined it. It was a phantom mask that covered the top part of a persons face. It had a small dent on the right side of the cheek. He shrugged and threw it back with the other masks He picked another one up. It was a hideous looking skeleton mask.
"Perfect" He exclaimed as he threw one of the cloaks and the mask on. The mask alone didn't cover his hair, but the cloak had a hood that covered the top of his head completely.
"It's better then nothing," he said. He scurried out of the room to the ballroom. He saw Hannah waiting for him out in the corridor. She was wearing a black, velvet cat costume with magical whiskers that looked like they were actually coming out of her skin. She took one glimpse at Ron ((Who had his mask off at the time)) and ran towards him.
"Wicked costume, Ron" she squealed as she linked arms with him and dragged him inside the ballroom.
"About time Ron. Awesome costume by the way, where'd you find it?" Harry asked as he and Cho walked up to them. Cho was wearing a long white dress with white glittering wings. She had some sort of glitter on her face that made it sparkle incessantly.
"Hey Harry, Cho. I found all these sort of masks in a suitcase Fred and George had that they used to scare me and Ginny when we were little. " He said, looking around curiously. "Speaking of Ginny, where is she and Hermione?"
"Hermione's in front, getting ready. And Ginny, Ginny's gulping down punch as if there was a drought or something." Harry laughed. Before Ron could say anything, Dumbledore got up on stage and put his hand up and everything went quiet.
"I would now like to introduce the six top students and their escorts." Dumbledore said as he began to read off the names of the students. Supposedly, they were supposed to walk casually onto the stage and then stay there till the rest of them came.
"The first 7th year top student: Angelina Johnson escorted by Fred Weasley." The two of them strolled out on stage doing what looked like the muggle tango. They finally got to the center of the stage where Fred took a hold of Angelina and spun her around rapidly then dipped her. The both took a clumsy bow and ran off stage. Dumbledore paused for a moment with a rather bewildered expression.
"Anyway, next it the other 7th year: Gregory McCain, accompanied by Isabella Freeman. Our first sixth year student it Lila Thomas, with one of the fifth year students, Draco Malfoy." The chatter of the room stopped when they saw Malfoy walk out onto the stage with a tall girl with long brown hair and a few people gasped.
"That can't be right..." Ron said with a scrunched up nose. "But... everyone knows that Lila is in Hufflepuff. Okay... Malfoy definitely lost a bet." Ron muttered, his mouth hanging open.
Whispers flooded the ballroom. Harry looked over at Crabbe and Goyle who looked like they were about to faint.
"He dumped me for her!" cried Pansy Parkinson.
"But she's a Hufflepuff!" screamed a Slytherin boy in the corner of the room.
"And a mud-blood!" another Slytherin screeched.
"I know Lila" Hannah said to them in a whisper. "She's a Hufflepuff prefect. She helped me with my homework a couple of times, real nice. I had no idea that when she was bragging about her date that it was Malfoy" Hannah shuddered.
"And finally," Dumbledore continued. "Sixth year top student Damon Christophers with fifth year top student, Hermione Granger." Ron felt the sudden urge to boo, but he reminded himself that Hermione was up there with him. So he just joined the other people who began to clap.
"Now that the top students have been introduced... let the ball begin." Dumbledore snapped and the Weird Sisters ((Who are actually guys, if you didn't know)) appeared and began to play a loud tune.
"Come on Ron, let's dance" Hannah said, grabbing his hand and pulling him out to the dance floor.
"Care to dance, Cho?" Harry asked hopefully.
"I guess.... just not too fast. I don't want to ruin my new shoes" she said as she slowly walked towards where Ron and Hannah were dancing. Harry rolled his eyes and followed her.
"Having a good time?" Harry mouthed to wrong as the song entitled "Muggle Trouble" ended. Ron just shrugged and shot a quick glance over at Damon and Hermione who were dancing on stage. The Weird Sisters began to play a sweet, slow song as Harry and Ron's stomach lurched. Ron was just about to start to dance with Hannah when he heard someone behind him.
"Hannah! Is that you?" Ron recognized the voice instantly and turned around to see none other then....
((*cackles* Heh heh, *sigh* Gotta love cliffhangers! I know Malfoy being nice all of a sudden is....odd... but I'll explain later. Keep reviewing! Moony-You have no idea how right you are ^_^ Magical*Me- I know that, and I felt kind of stupid after I wrote it. But then again... it'll all fall into the puzzle sooner or later. heh heh Sunshine Stargirl- Thankya! Hermione Weasley- Well I wasn't actually going to kill off the best guy in the whole story and then keep him dead, hehehehe. AmericanMonkey38- Your stories great! Keep reviewing! And now...Advertising! Like Harry Potter RP? Then join www.avidgamers.com/hprpww/ today! Over 25 message boards to RP on! Made-ups and book characters wanted!!
