Disclaimer: I do not own anything that is Harry Potter, and I do not own any movie that these ideas come from. This is simply just for fun.

AN: Well I'm back from the Bahamas, and let me tell you I certainly love New York. Everything in the Bahamas was so strange. Anyway, here's the next chapter…thanks for reviewing, and please continue.

Sorry this one is short, but I wanted to get something up as quickly as I could.

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Chapter 2 ~ The Bet

Harry wasn't exactly sure what came over him recently but whatever it was it made him feel infinite. Not only did his popularity status soar, but his new group of friends made him feel like he could possibly get through anything. Although there were many times where he wanted to hex Draco for being so damn cocky. Life was good, so good in fact there was absolutely nothing that could possibly foil this grand day.

" So how are things going today Goyle? " Harry leaned against the wall in the corridor with his friends.

" I reckon I'm ready for the big game this weekend." Goyle grunted and slapped his other half Crabbe on the shoulder.

" Aren't you nervous about the concussion you and Crabbe received last game. Hooch says if you get one more you probably will die. " Harry arched his eyebrow.

" Don't listen to him you two, you listen to your captain here, Mr. El Capitan. You won't be dying on my field that's for sure. Potter's just scared that he's going to lose since he's not the best seeker in the school anymore, Mr. I'm Not the Best Seeker in the School Anymore. " Draco let out a arrogant laugh and shook his head.

"Listen, just because I went for the snitch last game, fell off my broom and killed that first year girl, god rest her soul, does not mean I'm a poor player! Besides I don't need Quidditch to prove my popularity. It seems as though you forgot I'm dating the hottest girl in school. " Harry smirked and nodded his head towards the three girls walking down the hall.

Alicia Spinnet, Katie Bell and Angelina Johnson moved with a sexy elegance down the hall, purposely pushing smaller kids out of their way. They approached the group of boys and Alicia quickly stepped forward and snapped her fingers.

"Harry, we need some TT to the A to the big L K. " , Harry furrowed his brow and shrugged. Alicia sighed and rolled her eyes. " Some time to talk you git. "

"What is it Alicia, just tell me right now I need to get to class on time. " Harry adjusted the bag on his shoulder and sighed.

" Fine, well basically I realized that I could do much better than you and I decided to date Oliver. You're out Harry dear, and Oliver is so the in. Sorry. " Alicia shrugged and looked over her shoulder as Oliver approached.

" Quidditch is beautiful…Alicia is beautiful…" Picking up Harry's hand he kissed it softly. " Your hands are beautiful…you have hands of a seeker. I love seekers. "

" Merlin…" Harry tugged his hand away from Oliver. Turning to Alicia he frowned. " If you do this Alicia don't think you can ever have me back. " He spat.

Alicia remained quiet for a good long moment before dropping her head to the ground. " Damn, Harry! " She bent over and wiped at her shoe. " You just spit all over my brand new suede shoes !" Grabbing Oliver by the arm she pulled him away. Katie and Angelina followed at her heels.

"Well looks like you really are, Mr. I'm Not the Best Seeker in the School Anymore Who Just Got Dropped By the Hottest Witch in School, After All." Draco let out a smug laugh again.

" What do you think Lee? Am I some loser now? " Harry turned to Lee who shoved his hands in his pockets.

" Don't look at me dude, I'm just here cause they needed a black guy in the story. " Lee shook his head. " I'm just here to say things like, " Shit, Damn, and That is Wack."

Harry absorbed this information then nodded in agreement. " Well fine. Who needs her anyone. What was in it for me anyway?"

"Money."

"New Clothes."

"Good sex."

"King of the Ball."

Harry looked between his friends and curled his fists tightly. " I don't need Alicia to be King of the Ball. She's totally replaceable. I mean who does she think she is, Im…Harry Potter. "

"I'll give you one word my friend, Queen of the Ball.." Thinking about what he said for a mere moment Draco stuffed his hands in his pocket and removed a comb. Slowly he brought it through his hair until it was absolutely perfectly in place. " She is the golden goddess, and your nothing without her. "

" You listen here Draco, I guarantee any girl here could be Queen of the Ball. "

" Do I smell, " Draco sniffed the air and rubbed his hands together, " a bet?"

" What kind of a bet, Draco?" Harry looked at him skeptically.

"I'll pick any girl that walks down this hall, and you have to turn her into Queen of the Ball. "

" You're on Draco. " Harry held out his hand and Draco shook it firmly.

"Alright Harry Harry Things Are About to Get Quite Scary. " Slinging his arm around Harry's shoulder he looked down the hall.

"What about her?" Harry suggested, pointing to a Slytherin sixth year with a hunched back.

"Baby's got a lot of back… hunch back that is, but she could still easily be Queen of the ball." Draco continued looking.

"How about that one?" Harry nodded towards a very pale Hufflepuff girl who was strumming a guitar in the corridor.

" I have no pigments…." The girl sang.

"Listen Potter, any girl with a guitar is hot. "

" I need sunscreen…."

"Granted she's a hippie vampire but she could still be Queen of the ball." Draco shook his head again and sighed. " Now I mean I'm looking for a real fixer-uper. A real piece of work. I'm looking for a real shitbomb." There was a yelp from behind them and they turned around rapidly. Hermione laid sprawled out in front of them, her books scattered in front of her. " Ding ding ding, I think we found our winner." Draco grabbed his stomach in laughter.

"Oh no, no no no! " Harry waved his hands disapprovingly. " Not Granger. Anyone but Hermione Granger. I mean look at her. She has bushy hair…and carries books….and oh god…she has quill ink on her cheek."

"Damn, that is wack." Lee let out a thunderous roar of laughter.

" Good luck my friend, and may…well…may I be the victor." Draco let out a hearty laugh.

Harry looked over at Hermione as she bustled down the hall with her books. How in the world was he going to make her Queen of the ball, and most of all, how could he do it while keeping his popularity in tack?

"God, this would be so hard if I wasn't Harry Potter…but I am…" He smirked.

"Hey Harry! Harry mate! " Glancing over his shoulder Harry arched his eyebrow at an approaching Fred Weasley. " Harry there is something you need to know…"

"I don't have time for you Weasley " Pushing by Fred Harry disappeared down the hall after Draco, Lee, Crabbe and Goyle.

Fred slowed down to a slight jog and let out a deep breath. " …but you need to know that everything is wrong…"

Stay tuned for interaction between Hermione and her Obsessed Best Friend Ron, and the arrival of the Foreign Exchange Student. Also, we can look forward to more antics between Seamus, Dean and Neville, and the first confrontation between Hermione and Harry. Will George and Fred help save Hogwarts, or will they get caught up with the naked Foreign Exchange girl?