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Hermione was gaping at herself. She had never worn anything so…revealing. On her toned body, she was draped in a long black gown, with a plunging neckline, showing off her bulging cleavage. It showed not too much, but just enough to leave something to the imagination. The flowing dress was split up the left side, letting her leg free to move out.

She was aware of Draco checking her out, moving his eyes up and down - yet she felt sexy, and supreme. Draco stood aback, marvelling at his own genius, "See, you look stunning!"

Hermione still a bit bewildered at her outfit, just answered with a soft murmur, "Do I…?"

Draco smirked and nodded seductively. But unfortunately his ego came back, and as any guy would have liked to say, he answered, "Believe me! You are one sexy babe! I would just love to hold those…" 

Suddenly something snapped in Hermione's head, and her morality floated back. "Arrgh! You pig! What am I doing! You sleazy, disgusting…" she couldn't finish her sentence, she was too busy trying to cover herself up.

Draco lost his smirk, and realised what he nearly said, "I mean! I would love to hold those…erm…shoes! Yes shoes! I mean look at them! They're gorgeous!"

Draco started to twirl his wand in his hands again.

Hermione gave a murderous look at Draco. "I SWEAR! THIS WAS TOTALLY UNCALLED FOR! LOOK AT ME! I AM NOT GOING TO WALK INTO THE HALL LOOK LIKE A SLUT! – THIS WAS YOUR LAST CHANCE! GET MY WAND NOW! OR I'LL DO SOMETHING, I MIGHT REGRET!"

Draco's eyes widened a teensy bit. Taken by surprise, he nodded quickly. He had never been ordered by anyone beside's he father, and that was a while ago. And plus, he had never been ordered by an extremely angry girl, dressed in an exceedingly sexy dress, threatening him.

"Accio Hermione's wand!" Draco commanded, loudly.

Hermione was red in the face, and was tapping her foot repeatedly, with her arms crossed over her cleavage.

Draco waited patiently, a soft whizzing sound was heard, and Hermione's wand landed neatly on Draco's outstretched hand.

Hermione glared at Draco, holding out her own hand.

Draco held her wand in his hand, unsure whether to pass it too her or not. He smirked, "can you say pretty please?"

Hermione's short fused had burned out, and she could not take Draco's sarcasm, and wit any longer. Making a sound from the bottom of her throat that sounded roughly like a dog growling, she snapped, "Give me my damn wand or I'll KICK YOUR ARSE! And I mean that literally!"

Draco smirked again, "pfft! I'd like to see you try! You couldn't take me on"

Hermione rolled her eyes, and smirked herself, he obviously did not know of her black belt. Hermione gave the most innocent face, and nodded. With a small, cute, and defenceless voice, she said, "You're right! A girl like me could never take on a guy like you on." She then gave a dangerous smile, Draco looked puzzled, "But then again, there's no harm trying!"

Hermione flipped up in front of Draco, pushing him hard on the chest making him fall back a little. She then kicked his hand making her wand fly up. With that, she jumped, and caught her wand. Keeping in mind she was still wearing the long gown, this was quite and achievement. Quickly changing the charm, she returned back to her Gryffindor robes.

Running her hands through her hair, she smiled triumphantly. Draco was staring in utter amazement – rubbing his hand where she had kicked it.

Hermione looked at him, her hazel eyes piercing into his, "next time never doubt what a girl like me can do"

She swept off, leaving Draco there still rubbing his hand. And thinking, "I guess that went well!"

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Hurrying off to lunch, Hermione couldn't help grinning. Even though Draco had previously dressed her in a daft chicken suit and an elegant yet slutty dress. "Still!" She thought, "I whipped his ass! "

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Parvati and Lavender were sitting in their usual seats on the Gryffindor table. Still discussing the theme of the ball when Hermione arrived.

"Oh! We haven't figured out what kind of ball yet, but more idea's have come up!" exclaimed Lavender

Hermione raised her eyebrows; she was unable to say anything, as her mouth was full of pumpkin juice. Swallowing she asked, "really? What now?"

Lavender nudged Parvati, but she wasn't paying any attention. On the contrary she was the attention. She was fluttering her eyelashes, at the numerous boys that were giving her winks, and smiles.

Lavender tried again, "Parvati, PARVATI!'

Parvati turned, "huh? What? Sorry, couldn't help it!"

 Lavender looked at her annoyed, "sheesh! Give it a rest! You have plenty of time to look for guys! The ball? Hello?"

"Oh right! Yeah! Well, the masquerade is one idea, and a muggle theme one, oh! And also a animal one…but I think that's just a stupid one, George and Fred made up."

Hermione laughed, "most probably! Imagine dancing in a penguin outfit"

"Or a cow!" Lavender joined in, laughing.

"Pfft! Who needs to dress up as a cow! Look at Pansy! She doesn't even need a costume!" Parvati added

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Harry sighed while sitting in a comfy Gryffindor armchair; he didn't feel like going to lunch. He had double potions next and he wasn't particularly looking forward to it - especially with the Slytherins. Although his stomach was rumbling a tiny bit, he didn't want to go down and see Parvati. He shuddered. Ever since she made the dramatic change she acted as if Harry wasn't there then suddenly change and go to him, laughing at what ever he said even though it wasn't meant to be funny. And she gave him winks every time they made eye contact, as well as hitting his arm playfully every 10 seconds when they talked. Now Harry wasn't a girl expert, but he was pretty sure there was something fishy going on – because as soon as someone like Seamus, Dean or any other guy passed by she would flutter her eyelashes, and do exactly the same thing to them as she did to him.

Harry rolled his eyes, and muttered, "Girls are way to confusing!"

"Why do you say that?" a familiar voice replied.

Harry turned around without getting up, and saw Neville stroking Trevor – who was croaking contently.

"Oh, never mind. Hey, how come your not at lunch?"

Neville shrugged, "Dunno, wasn't hungry I guess" he sat in the armchair next to Harry.

"Okay"

Neville put Trevor down, who hopped joyfully up to the boy dormitories. "Harry? Can I ask you a question…It's kinda embarrassing, and you don't have to answer or anything…It's just that I'm not that experienced, and I thought you would be…not that I'm saying you are, I mean, you might, or not… but I don't know, and you don't have to answer or anything…but it's…"

"Neville! Just ask!" Harry exclaimed, smiling. "It's ok! You can ask me anything! I promise, if it's private I wont tell a soul" Harry commended, holding a hand it the air.

Wringing his hands nervously, Neville quickly looked around the common room to check if anyone else was around, when all was clear, he exhaled loudly and spoke in a soft, quick voice, "Iwantedtoaskyouaboutgirls"

Harry made a puzzled look, "pardon?"

Neville flushed a light crimson; "I wanted to ask you about girls"

Harry grinned, "Why didn't you say so mate? We can talk about girls! Every guy does!"

"Yeah…but I couldn't really talk to anyone, I mean, all the other guys think I'm a hopeless wimp…"

"That's not true Neville" Harry stated sternly

"It is! And it's not about girls in general…mostly just one in particular…"

Harry grinned again, "C'mon Neville spill! Who's the lucky lady? Is it…hmmm…Lavender? Oh! Wait, Parvati?"

Neville gave a straight face, "Harry! You're not helping! And it's neither of them."

Harry couldn't help nudging forwards, "OR! It could be that Hufflepuff girl that you bumped into on the train, I saw her, and she kept staring at you!"

Neville deepened the shade of crimson, "Her name was Juliet, and the only reason she was staring at me, was because she liked Trevor…"

Harry raised his eyebrow, "Sure…Aw...c'mon Neville! Just spit it out! I know you want to!"

Neville licked his dry lips, nervously, and took a deep breath in, "Well, ok, but you can't tell anyone!" Harry nodded attentively, "It's-it's…"

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AN: I'm really sorry for this chapter, it kinda sucks! It's short and is pretty pointless, but I thought I better upload it, coz I promised I'd write more, and more often.

I wasn't going to upload it…but because of Electra87 nice review, I was encouraged to write a bit more and decided to post this chap!

Thanks for everyone's reviews! I haven't been the best writer, but I've tried… *looks down*

But please keep reviewing! *begs*