The Weasly's Wizarding Wheezes

            Harry had a lot of makeup work to do.  Moody had continued the Unforgivables but no one was able to fight them.  He keeps getting mad at the students and starts to grunt under his breath, "They're never going to survive."

            Snape had given Harry three rolls of parchment on the internal healing potion. Professor Flitwick gave Harry an assignment to practice anti-charms with Hermione, and Professor McGonagall told Harry he needed to be able to transfigure Ron to be able to match his background.  (Harry had remembered Moody using this on him last year to get him to the Order.)  Not another word was said about how Harry hid for three days from Dumbledore; instead, he was forcing Harry to use this new technique of repelling a wizard off from his mind without command or Harry concentrating on doing so.  It had to become a natural habit for Harry's mind to do. Harry was having a hard time with this, but with his daily talks with Sirius and writing to Lupin, Harry's life started to have an upturn in direction. 

            Harry made the team practice four times a week for their next match was coming up in November.  Harry set this schedule up, did all of his homework, and managed to have a bit of a social life while doing so all within a couple of days.  They were a couple of the most stressful days, but talking to Sirius made Harry's worries go away.  At night, as Harry slept, he was getting memories of his father, a couple which included Quidditch.  Sirius knew how much Harry had wanted to see his father play, and he was showing him almost every game he could remember.  James was amazing on a broom.  He looked as though no thought was put into his actions, and he saw the snitch within five minutes of every game.  He let the snitch find new hiding spots a couple times before actually going for it; it was as though James had his own game going on between the snitch and him.  No other seeker was a match for him. He also saw more memories of him playing with his snitch and messing up his hair in front of Lily.  These dreams were good to have, for Harry felt so pumped up for the next day.  

            On Friday, mischief night, everyone tried to figure out where the other common rooms were located so they could toilet paper the outside of it.  Harry and Ron already knew where the Slytherin common room was, having been in it once themselves, and led a group of Gryffindors to it.  There were a couple people guarding it, and with Hermione's amazing use of spells, she froze them enabling the Gryffindors to hang up signs and throw toilet paper all over the entrance.  Harry and Ron took some juice and smeared it all over the walls.  Lee, Shane, and Niko made a flyer of Malfoy and put a jinx on it to make it say,

            "I smell and have no father to protect me anymore.  I suck at Quidditch and envy to be just like Harry Potter.  I eat dung for breakfast."  And it kept insulting itself.

            "A little jinx that Fred and George taught us."  Lee mumbled to Harry.  It seemed as though every Gryffindor that came brought worse and worse things to trash the entrance of Slytherin in.  Chocolate on the walls, soap and glue to seal their portrait hole shut, slippery wax they put on the floors, and spray paint they sprayed on every inch that wasn't covered by something else.   

            They all stood back to admire what they did and as they did some Hufflepuff's and Ravenclaw's came with screaming constricting string to spray over the entrance and the Gryffindor's.  Everyone was running around the school trying to "tag" the other houses.  Ron, Harry, and Hermione made their way all around the school spraying paint out of their wands all over anyone they saw that wasn't a Gryffindor.  They even sprayed each other on their way back to see what the other houses did to their entrance.  As soon as they ran down the hall to it, they stopped laughing.

            No doubt Slytherin had trashed their front entrance.  It had blood all over the walls and moving pictures of Harry getting killed by Malfoy and him saying,

            "I told you I'd get you Potter for what you did to my father."  Harry stood in disbelief of what he was seeing.  He could feel an extra surge of anger probably coming from Sirius. 

            Their entrance also had sayings like,

            "Die Potter," or "Go into hiding again" or "The Dark Lord will get you, don't try to escape it!"  All in blood.

            Their pictures were ripped up and "Mudbloods" was written all over them.

            Pretty soon more and more Gryffindor's were starting to crowd around their entrance and stopped laughing as Harry Ron and Hermione had a couple minutes earlier.

            "Malfoy really wants you dead Harry."  Mumbled a couple voices from behind Harry.

            "We didn't do anything this harsh to their entrance!"  Screamed an angry Lee.

            "That's it!"  Screamed Shane as he headed back toward the Slytherin common room; the rest of the Gryffindor's followed.

            The Slytherin's were all sliding around on the floor and trying to make their way to their entrance.  When they tried to open it, it was jammed shut and they were all screaming angrily at the banners and poster of insults, especially the one about Quidditch.

            "Who do they think they are?" an angry voice yelled.

            "Don't worry, they are getting the surprise of their life right about now!  Those filthy Mudbloods."  Draco laughed.

            "Delfinerio!"  A Gryffindor yelled at Malfoy, causing him to fly backwards and slam into the sticky walls. The back of his slimy head got stuck to some of the guck on the walls so that when Draco fell down some of his hair ripped out.  He screamed in pain as he started to scream his own curse, an unforgivable curse.

            "Crucio!"  He aimed it at Harry and Harry barley felt any pain from this.

            "Malfoy!  Is this all you got?  I mean, come on I have been curse by this from Voldemort himself!  Oh what you don't like hearing your masters name?"  Harry quickly fought it off.

            "That's it Potter.  Avada Ked—"

            "Stupify!"  Harry was faster and Malfoy flung to the ground letting his wand fly out of his hands.  "Malfoy, if I could duel Voldemort and get out alive, what chance do you have?  You can end up in Azkaban for using those kinds of curses.  I'd watch my back if I were you.  I really like what you did to our entrance, although you will never kill me, unless it's in your dreams."  Harry laughed as he turned around and headed back to the Gryffindor common room.  Surprised and confused at what just happened, the rest of the Gryffindor's followed.

            "Harry that was awesome!"

            "You sure showed him!"

            "The look in your eyes Harry!  You looked so evil, so fearless!"  People shouted all the way back to the Gryffindor Tower.

            Harry didn't respond or say a word to anyone on the way back.  Have I gotten a look during battle that Dumbledore has?  Harry wondered remembering the usual tinkle in Dumbledore's eyes as he fought Voldemort last year gone. 

            Frustrated with himself Harry walked faster.  As he came to his entrance he noticed that the whole entrance was cleaned up and not a single drop of blood was left as evidence of what happened. All of the pictures were restored, and nothing unordinary was on the walls.

            "Where did it all go?"  Hermione asked as she came up from behind Harry.

            "I dunno."  Harry responded also curious.  "Maybe it was only supposed to last until we saw it, then, once we had it destroyed itself leaving no evidence of any of the things they trashed our entrance with."  Harry concluded.

            "Well as long as we don't have to clean anything up!"  Ron laughed as he made his way through the portrait hole.  Many followed him.

            "Something doesn't seem right."  Hermione looked down at her shoes.  "Harry Malfoy tried to kill you, he wanted to kill you."

            "Hermione don't worry.  He couldn't kill me even if he tried that curse."  Harry reassured climbing into the portrait himself exited to go to Hogsmeade the next day and come home to a great Halloween feast.  Hermione followed.  The Gryffindor's partied and ate until Professor McGonagall came in to tell everyone to get to bed.  They all moved up the stairs disappointed, but exited to go to Hogsmeade the next day.

            "I just can't wait to check out Fred and George's new shop!"  Harry yawned as he got into his pajamas and in his four-poster.

            "Yeah, Weasly's Wizarding Wheezes."  Ron said he too got into his bed.

            "Night Harry."

            "Night Ron."

            The next morning Harry jumped up and got into a green sweater made by Mrs. Weasly, and baggy kaki pants.  He took out his bag of galleons and pocketed them.  Ron woke up a couple minutes later, and when he finished getting dressed, Harry and Ron both headed down to the Great Hall.  Hermione was already down there and looked like she was finishing up some homework.

            "Going to finally see Fred and George's shop today Harry?"  Came Lee's voice.

            "Yeah, I can't wait to see what they've got."  Harry replied.

            "Oh they've had so much business, even Zonko's is starting to loose prophet."  Lee explained.

            "Really!"  Harry asked excitedly as he shoved some toast down his throat.  "Alright guys lets head down!  I can't wait to see Fred and George!" 

            Ron must have been exited too because he jumped up just as Harry did.

            "You guys go ahead, I'll be down in a bit, I just have to finish this paper for Arithmacy…" Hermione told them still keeping her nose in a book.

            "Hermione you have all tomorrow to work on it!"  Ron yelled.

            "No I don't."

            "And why is that?"

            "I've – I've, I'm a tutor now.  I tutor every other Sunday, and tomorrow is my first lesson."  Hermione told them.

            "Hermione I don't know how you make time for this kind of stuff.  Come on Harry."  Ron motioned to the door.

            "Alright, but Hermione you better come down soon!  We'll probably be in Fred and George's shop."  Harry told Hermione as Ron was dragging him out of the door.

            They checked out with Moody before running their way into Hogsmeade.  The shops were all decorated in a Halloween style and some even had pumpkins, which jumped out and tried to bite anyone who came near them.  Harry and Ron looked at their normal shops, but didn't go inside in excitement to see Fred and George's.  Finally when they made their way through half the village they saw a shop at the end of the right row labeled, The Weasly's Wizarding Wheezes. 

Harry turned to Ron who turned to him as they smiled and ran inside.  It was the most crowded store that Harry had ever been in.  There was barley any room to move let alone try to get their way through the crowd to look at all of the different candies and juices. 

"HEY I'M A BROTHER OF THE OWNERS OF THE STORE!  LET ME THROUGH!"  Ron yelled.   The crowd then pushed Harry and Ron to one side of the room where they saw one of Fred and George's products that Harry remembers hearing a lot about:

Fred & George Skiving Snack Box
Description: Want a good excuse to get out of class? Try our Skiving Snackbox. Box includes nine products guaranteed to cause nosebleeds, uncontrollable vomiting, foaming at the mouth and other more serious ailments. All products have been self-tested, or tested with willing victims...er, volunteers.

            Harry grabbed one of these as he made his way around the store to see all of their products.  They had different kinds of tarts filled with different kinds of flavors to make something bad happen to you- mouth start to close up, become paralyzed from the waist down, etc.  They also had an assortment of different candies on a wall, which included one, which makes your tongue grow uncontrollably, (Harry had remembered this one for they tested it on Dudley in Harry's forth year.)  Harry grabbed all the ones he could fit into his other hand as he made his way up to the checkout. 

            "Harry!"  Came a voice as someone ran and jumped on his back making everything in his hands fall out.

            "Hey Fred."  Harry responded as he picked up everything he dropped.

            "Like it?"

            "Yeah!  I can't believe all the stuff you've got here!  Where are the extendable ears?  I didn't see any as I got pushed up here."  Harry told them.  "Oh and I guess I must have lost Ron in the crowd somewhere."  Harry looked around and noticed Ron no longer at his side.

            "Oh I'll get you a pair of those mate.  Come around back with me."  Fred led Harry to a more spacious area behind the cashier.  "Sorry about that, the business is crazy!  We've made more money in a couple months than mum and dad probably have their whole life!  Pretty sad but… well me and George do send them a monthly check, and we've been meaning to pay you back—"

            "Oh please don't, I don't want anymore money.  I got a letter a couple days ago saying that I inherit everything that Sirius had, so now I already have a house to move into when I'm done with school."  Harry told Fred.  "Where's George?"

            "Oh he just had to run to the owl shop to send a letter for more shipment of the extendable ears, that's why there's none out there.  We have our own factory now!"  Fred told Harry while he reached into a box and extracted a pair of Extendable ears.  "All we have left is this box here," Fred pointed to the box he just took stuff out from, "Harry if you won't let us pay you back at least let us make a deal with you."

            "Yes…" Said Harry wondering what was coming next.

            "Anything you want here is always on the house!"  Fred smiled.

            "Oh but Fred—"

            "No no!  You are the one that got us here mate!  Without the help of you to go behind my mum's back then we would never be here right now!"

            Harry smiled knowing this was true but still didn't want to make the Weasly's pay for his merchandise.

            "How about we make another deal?"  Harry offered.

            "Yes Harry."

            "How about you only pay for today and then I pay for the rest of the times?"

            "Or how about you don't pay today and or any other time?"

            "Fred—"

            "Harry—"

            "Fine Fred if you really want to pay, I'll have forty four extendable ears, twenty three skiving snack boxes, one hundred of every flavor candy you got and three hundred flavored cakes and donuts."  Said Harry triumphantly.

            "Alright mate, you may have to wait a bit on the extendable ears, we don't have forty four to give."  Fred responded still not giving in.

            "Fred I really don't want all that stuff, just what's in my hand, but please let me pay."  Harry tried to reason.

            "Oh what's that?  Do I hear angry customers outside yelling for my service?  Sorry Harry got to run, but please enjoy those to get you out of class and whatnot."  Fred managed to run his way out.  Harry shook his head as he reached into his bag and took out three galleons.

            "This should pay for it all."  Harry muttered to himself as he placed it down on the extendable ears supply box.  He then made his way back out of the store, and still had no sight of Ron.  Harry turned around to make his way for the Three Broomstick's when a voice called out his name.

            "Harry!  Harry!"  Harry then turned around to see who it was and saw Jenna running up for him, accompanied by no one.  He mad his way to meet her.

            "Hey Jenna."

            "Hey Harry, glad I was able to catch you.  Been in that store have you?"  She said pointing to Fred and George's store.  "I just came out of there ten minutes ago.  Real crowded… Anyways, want to go grab a cup of butterbeer?"  She offered.

            "Sure."  Said Harry with one last look over his shoulder to look for Ron or Hermione.

            Harry led Jenna to the Three Broomsticks.  They walked in through the door and saw, to their disgust, Malfoy and Chael Chang all over each other.  Jenna and Harry both shot each other a look and both nodded and headed back out the door.

            "That was disgusting!"  Jenna shouted.  "Malfoy and that girl I mean."

            "Oh yea I know."  Harry agreed.

            "Where to now?"  Jenna wondered.

            "Um…" Harry thought and then he remembered about the place that Cho had taken him last year.  "Well I do know this place, I've been there only once before—"

            "Great."  Said Jenna.  Harry then thought how uncomfortable he had been in the place with Cho and how much pressure he felt like he was under in there, but then Harry thought of how comfortable and open he was with Jenna, and agreed to take her there.  I am getting older.  Harry thought as he led Jenna down the street. 

            They came to a little teashop called; Madam Puddifoot's and walked inside. It was decorated for Halloween with pumpkin decorations hanging everywhere, and little skulls.  Many wizards dislike Halloween for they hate how muggles dress as witches and wizards, as though mocking the Wizarding world.  Harry and Jenna found themselves a little round booth in the corner.  As Harry sat down he looked up at Jenna.  Her beautiful hair fell perfectly around her shoulders and her big blue eyes with long eyelashes looked longingly at Harry.

            "I got Hannah to like Ron.  She found him at the Weasly's Wizarding Wheezes and took him somewhere."  Jenna told Harry. 

            "Hey huns.  What'll it be?"  Came a waitress's voice.

            "Uh two butterbeer's please."  Harry responded.

            "Alright."  And with that she was gone and back again with their drinks.  Harry took a long sip from his tankard and felt the butterscotch flavoring seep down his throat.  It had been a long time since he had one of these.

            "First Quidditch match for me next weekend."  Jenna said.

            "Yea, who are you playing?  Ravenclaw?"  Harry wondered.

            "Yeah.  They've got a week keeper this year, and their seeker doesn't have too much speed.  Shouldn't be too hard."  Jenna told Harry.

            "Well that's good to know."  Harry said seeing Jenna's hand on the table as Cho's had once been last year.  Just reach for it.  Harry thought to himself.  Harder said than done, Harry reached out and took hold of her hand.  Jenna then reached out her other one to take Harry's open hand.  They both smiled at each other, her bright blue eyes full of passion.

            "What's been happening this year?"  Jenna asked Harry.  Harry, knowing this meant everything about Voldemort told her.  She was so easy to talk to.  At more intense parts of Harry's story, Jenna squeezed Harry's hands a little harder than they normally did.  Harry looked down at his butterbeer as he finished.

            "Oh Harry that's absolutely horrible.  I never knew…  I mean I heard his voice once in Defense Against the Dark Arts, but that's nothing compared to everything you have to go through."  Jenna then slid over to Harry and hugged him comfortingly.  Should I tell her about Sirius?  Harry wondered.  Just as he was about to start talking Jenna's voice came from Harry's shoulder.

            "My parents, they died when I was twelve.  Both wizards.  And my adopted parents died over the summer.  Now I have no where but Hogwarts and I have no one."  Jenna muttered softly.

            "How did it happen?"  Harry wondered asking not too forward.

            "My mum loved plants.  They were her life.  She was raising one in her room, and one day, when I woke up, they weren't anywhere in sight.  The plant ate them in their sleep.  They were defenseless, wands were probably somewhere out of reach… I don't want to know how it ate them… I remember entering their room and seeing their bed empty with a few bloodstains on it, and next to the bed was a huge orange plant.  It was sleeping I think because when I screamed it jerked up and I ran out of the room and down the stairs.  I sent a letter to my friend and she came and brought me to her house temporarily, when I got my new parents.  They died from shock of something.  I don't know what it was.  I came home from a vacation in Italy with my friend Molly when I saw their bodies on the floor.  The doctor said they were in perfect health, muggles those parents, and that doctor.  Don't know how they died.  I think I know, a death eater of Voldemort himself was there.  I escaped death yet again.  What if I hadn't gone on that trip with Molly?  Oh I just don't like to think about it.  And I didn't want to go to Drumstrang anymore because of Kakaroff, and I've heard a lot about Hogwarts and Dumbledore, so I wanted to come here.  Dumbledore's helped me a lot, said he's going to find me a new home, but no one wants me.  They think Voldemort wants something from me.  And no parents want me, not after I've gone through two sets of parents, I mean I don't blame them for not wanting me.  I'm a danger waiting to happen.  I just wish I could spend one more day with each set of my parents…" Jenna finished as Harry could see her holding back tears in her eyes. 

            "I know how you feel."  Harry said as he put his arm around Jenna and she leaned in on his shoulder. 

            "I know you do, that's why I've wanted to be alone with you.  You're someone I can actually relate to.  I mean Hannah's great and all, but she just doesn't get it.  She has a perfect life, never any losses."  Jenna told Harry.

            "Yeah I know what you mean.  I mean you've heard about the family I have to stay with, Ron and Hermione have no idea what it feels like to not be wanted for eleven years before you find out you're one of the most famous wizards.  If I hadn't been a wizard, I probably wouldn't be here right now."  Harry told Jenna thinking about how he never told anyone this before.

            "Do you mean… hurting yourself?"  Said Jenna in a weird voice.

            "You don't understand what they are like, Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon, Dudley, and Aunt Marge…  For presents I get a toothpick, or a pair of old socks.  No one remembers my birthday, and yet Dudley gets over thirty presents for his."  Harry told her.

            "Yeah… well real parents aren't always that good you know.  I mean they always yell at you for stuff even if you didn't do it, they get mad if you don't help around the house, and if you do something wrong they are up your butt and constantly in your business.  I hated it when my mum would want to act like a friend with me and then when it came down to it, I couldn't treat her like a friend, she was HIGHER than I was.  So much respect is involved and then you end up not receiving any and you constantly get told that you're selfish and whatnot, when you're parents are NEVER selfish oh no!"  Jenna told Harry.

            "Yeah but I wish I had that along with all the love you receive from them than what I have now."  Harry told her.

            "True… but I just wanted to tell you a minus about them, but don't get me wrong I would do anything to have them back."

            "I would do anything to have my parents back, even for just one day."  Harry told Jenna.  "I mean I have this whole prophecy I have to fulfill and I just never stop suffering.  I just want the day to come when I can face him." 

            "You'll win, you have to."

            "I hope so."  Harry told Jenna now using his open hand to grab one of Jenna's hands.

            "I really like you Harry."  Jenna told him.

            "Yeah, this is the first time that I've actually been able to be this cool about doing anything with a girl."  Harry told her.  She laughed and smiled up at him.  Harry's heart shot up at the look she was giving him; a look with her heart in her eyes.  Should I kiss her?  What if I'm bad at it?  What if she doesn't want me to?  Harry thought.  But before he knew it he was leaning in and so was she.  Their lips interlocked and Harry could feel her tongue pushing up against his.  Not too much Harry, but that's not enough.  There ya go, just hold it there.  Harry thought to himself.  Within the next twenty seconds they stopped and Jenna smiled as she rested her head back on Harry's shoulder.  My first real kiss.  Harry thought as he too smiled.  Why was it so hard to do this with Cho?  Why is it so easy to be like this with Jenna?  Harry wondered as he felt his heart starting to ache in a new sensation. 

            "I wish this day would never end."  Jenna sighed.

            "Yeah…" Harry responded as he stroked his thumb on her shoulder.  They sat there for a couple minutes in silence and then couldn't stop talking.  About Quidditch, family, Voldemort, school, everything.  Harry was releasing his soul to this girl, everything except about the two-way mirror.  He trusted Jenna and all, but he still just wanted to keep that detail within himself, Ron and Hermione.  But whenever Harry talked about Sirius Jenna would hold Harry tighter as though trying to say she felt his pain.

            "He was like a father to you." 

            "Yeah, he was the closest thing to it."  Harry told her.

            Harry couldn't stop laughing at all of the impressions of Snape that Jenna was doing.  She was making herself sound just like him.  Harry never knew how Snape acted in the Hufflepuff/Ravenclaw class.

            "We're about to close up babes."  Came a woman's voice.  Harry looked up to see it was starting to get dark out.  How could the whole day have passed by this quickly?  Harry wondered as both him and Jenna got up and walked out of the little teashop hand in hand. 

            Most of Hogsmeade was deserted now as they made their way back up to the castle.

            "Wonder if the feast's started?"  Harry asked.

            "Yea, can't believe it's already almost dark out."  Said Jenna as though she were reading Harry's mind.

            "Yea I know, time flew by."

            "It always does when you're having fun."  Jenna smiled up at Harry.  They were now almost at the front entrance where the ghosts were guarding when Jenna started humming a familiar tune.

            "Where'd you learn that?"  Harry wondered.

            "My mum always used to sing it to me."  Jenna told him. 

            "That's the song my mum sand to me, remember when I went through the veil in that dream I told you about?"  Harry told her.

            "Oh yea, it was a famous song in our parent's time."  Jenna told him as she stopped humming.

            "Please don't stop, I like to hear it."  Harry told Jenna as she smiled and continued to hum the song. 

            "Why back so late?"  Asked Sir Nicholas.  "The feast has already started!"

            "Oh yea, we just lost track of time.  Bye then!"  Harry said leading Jenna into the castle. 

When they were about to go into the great hall Jenna stopped Harry and gave him a hug and a kiss as she thanked him for an awesome day.  They then entered the Great Hall and went to their own house tables, Harry with his head in his own world.  He made his way to Ron and Hermione as he sat down and stared into his own thoughts.

"Harry where've you been!  I haven't seen you all day!"  Hermione wondered.  Harry just sighed and didn't answer her question. 

"Earth to Harry!  Sheesh what is it with you!"  Said Hermione angrily as she grabbed some turkey.

"Harry, sorry I lost you in Fred and George's shop.  But I have to tell you I don't like Jenna anymore, I like her friend Hannah, you know, Hannah?"  Ron asked Harry.  Once again Harry didn't say anything, as he was absorbed in his own thoughts.  She knows my mum's song; she's gone through so much that I have.  She's so perfect, she's so beautiful. 

"Oh Ron just ignore him.  Harry are you deaf or mute or something?  I haven't had a good day at all.  Didn't finish homework till like two, and then only spent an hour in Hogsmeade cause you and Ron were no where in sight…" Hermione trailed off. 

"Harry guess what, I was with Hannah, yeah me and Hannah.  I got a girl Harry!"  Ron smiled.  Harry then snapped back into the real world and smiled back at Ron.

"That's awesome Ron." 

"Oh you'll talk to him will you?  And what am I?  Just some person that you constantly hang out with?"  Hermione screamed.

"I think it's her time of the month."  Ron mumbled over to Harry who was now helping himself to the feast.

"Ron!  What is it with you!  Sheesh!"  She then took as much food as she could and shoved it all in her mouth.

"Attractive."  Ron said sarcastically.

"Oh shutup."  Hermione fought back with a mouth full of food.  Harry couldn't help but laugh at this situation.

"Funny am I?  FUNNY?"  Hermione yelled.

"Hermione seriously, what do you have shoved up your butt today?  You're going to scare away any kid that you're tutoring tomorrow if you go and act like this!"  Ron yelled back.  "Anyways Harry, what did you do today."  Harry smiled at Ron and said,

"Jenna."

"Oh so are you and her?"  Ron wondered.  Harry looked over at the Hufflepuff table and back again as he nodded while wearing the biggest grin on his face.

"Oh so now I'm the only single one!  Well I don't have enough time for any rubbish relationships!  Oh yes and Ginny and Dean broke up this afternoon so be nice to your sister Ron!"  Hermione yelled.

"What they were going out?"  Ron wondered.

"Where have you been?  Since the end of last year HELLO!"  Hermione said angrily.

"Alright if you keep acting like this I'm just going to ignore you."  Said Ron frustrated as the deserts popped up.  Many different cakes and candies filled the tables.  Ron smiled and grabbed as much as his plate could fit as he shoveled everything in his mouth and went for seconds.  Harry took a couple slices of cake and a big swirled lollipop.  Soon the deserts disappeared and everyone was asked to head up to their house towers.  Harry left Ron and Hermione and made his way to Jenna.  She saw him and smiled as she jumped into his arms.  Harry swung her around a couple times before letting her go and kissing her goodnight. 

"See you tomorrow."  He said.

"Yeah you too!"  Jenna responded and headed down the hallway that lead to her common room.  Harry then made his way to his and went right up into his dorm.  Ron was already up there, but Neville, Dean, and Seamus were all down in the common room.  Ron smiled as Harry entered and told him all about Hannah as Harry got into his pajama's.  Harry then plopped himself on his four-poster and sighed to himself.

"…and then we walked back to the castle and our day ended!  How were you and Jenna?"  Ron asked as he finished his day's story to Harry.  Harry told Ron all of Jenna and his first true kiss and how he could share everything with Jenna.

"Wow, Harry you really got it going on with her!  Well pleasant dreams!"  Ron smiled himself into his covers and turned his back on Harry.  Harry couldn't stop thinking of how nothing could ruin this perfect day as his eyelids became heavy and he drifted off into sleep awaiting the next day to see Jenna again. 

Author's note:  Hey sorry for the week wait, but I've been so busy between school projects, and this Christmas pageant I'm going to be in!  AHH!  But yes I have updated and I hope u liked this chappie.  Harry's a young man now!  Hehe He's experiencing what normal teens do, and I don't care what J.K. Rowling does with Harry, but he needs to have more intimate relationships for any teenager knows what I'm talking about.  Anyways keep reading I'll try to update faster, but only if you REVIEW!  HAHAHAHA the power of an author…  And Malfoy and Chael really heat things up I'd say.  Does she know he's a death eater?  **Shrugs** ENJOY!