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HARRY POTTER.just this simple..yet brilliant..plot.THIS plot..not HARRY
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~ Chapter 5 ~
Dance Lessons
~
One day, when Harry and Rachel were walking to Transfiguration together, Rachel spotted a bunch of her Hufflepuff friends.
Guys! C'mere." She shouted to them, and they started walking to Rachel and Harry when they spotted her.
"Oooh, I see you've got a new boyfriend, Rach." Said a girl with black hair, which was arm in arm with a boy, which Harry recognized as Michael Fawksley.
"What eva, Shy." Rachel said. Then she turned to Harry, pointed to the girl with black hair and said, "Harry, this is my friend Shylynn Navalta, otherwise known as Shy."
"Hello Harry Potter." Shylynn said. "It's very nice to meet you. This is my boyfriend, Michael Fawksley." She said, as she pointed to Michael.
"Hey, we already know each other, Shy." Michael said to his girlfriend.
"Anyway," Rachel continued, "This is Natasha Madison," she pointed to a short sort of girl with short black hair.
"Hello, you sexy boy!" Madison said, in a flirty kind of voice.
"Tasha! You're gonna make tha boy feel uncomfortable! You stupid gurl." Shouted Shylynn. Then she turned to Harry. She lowered her voice to a whisper, and whispered into his ear, "Don't mind Natasha, she's always like that. She always flirts with all of the guys."
"OK, thanks for telling me." Harry whispered back to Angelica.
They stood there and talked for a couple of minutes, until Harry heard a familiar voice.
"Harry! Harry!"
Ron was running towards them.
"C'mon, you're late for transfiguration!" He said, but then realized that there were other people, and Rachel introduced everybody to Ron. When she finished, Ron said, "Well, it's nice to meet you all, but we should really go to Transfiguration now." Then he grabbed Harry by the arm, and started pulling him away.
"Well, bye everybody. I'll see you guys after." Rachel said, and she, Ron and Harry said bye to the Hufflepuff's, and they left.
"Professor McGonagall's gonna give us detention after this. We're over twenty minutes late!" Ron complained.
Rachel sighed, as they reached the Transfiguration classroom.
"Why are you late?" Professor McGonagall shouted as they entered the classroom.
"Um."
" - Er - "
"It's my fault, professor" Rachel said.
"Very well, Ms. Avalon. You will receive detention." McGonagall said in a deadly voice. "Now, as I was saying. The first thing you should do must be the right wave of the wand ."
"Dammit! Detention again." Rachel whispered to herself as she, Ron and Harry took their seats in the back of the class, next to Hermione.
When Transfiguration was over, McGonagall scheduled Rachel's detention, and they left. The first thing that came out of Hermione's mouth was, "Why were you guys so late?"
"Because we felt like it," Ron said coolly.
"Whatever." Hermione said sarcastically. But Rachel explained what really happened. When they were done discussing it, Hermione said bye to them, because she was going to her other class, Ancient Runes, while Harry, Rachel, and Ron headed to Divination.
"Ah, one of my favorite subjects." Rachel said happily as they headed for Professor Trelawney's classroom.
"Ya, same here." Harry said. "Me and Ron just make everything up."
Harry and Ron started laughing, when Rachel said, "Then why do you take it?"
"Cause it's easy." Harry answered.
"Ya!" Ron agreed.
"Whatever." Rachel said as they arrived at the classroom.
*
Halloween was now approaching neared and nearer. And people started talking about the ball, as it too, was approaching nearer. People were also talking excitedly about the first Hogsmeade visit of the year. As for Harry, he was making new friends in Hufflepuff, and even some in Slytherin. He also made some friends in Ravenclaw.
"Harry, c'mere. I want you to meet some of my other friends in Ravenclaw." Rachel said one day when they were having dinner in the Great Hall.
Obeying Rachel, Harry got up, and followed Rachel to the Ravenclaw table. But he had hardly got up, when Ron asked, "Hey Rachel, can I come too?"
"Course Ron." Rachel answered almost immediately. "But we have to hurry though, let's go." And all three of them walked over to Ravenclaw table. But as they passed the Slytherin table, Harry heard Malfoy shout out, "Potter, I see you've had a - "
"Shut up, Draco!" snapped Rachel, interrupting Malfoy. And he did, right away too. Harry was very glad at the stunned expression on Malfoy's face. He then turned to Ron, and they both cracked up.
When they arrived at Ravenclaw table, it looked as though a whole bunch of them were arguing over which fruit is better. It was quite a funny conversation, Harry thought; because it made everybody who was listening, laugh.
"Hey guys," Rachel said, as she finally stopped laughing. "I brought Harry and Ron so everyone could meet them. Now, this is Jacqueline Shazare. Jackie for short." She pointed to a girl who had shoulder length black hair, and had a very pretty smile, but unfortunately, braces.
"Wow!" Ron whispered to Harry. "That girl's beautiful." But not as beautiful as Hermione, said a voice at the back of Ron's head. He ignored it.
"This," Rachel continued, "is Tazz Fernandes."
She pointed to a guy that looked very tall. He had black hair. Then she pointed at another girl, which had long black hair, and looked very thin, but pretty. "Marianne Sotto." And finally, Rachel pointed to a pale looking kind of guy, with dark brown hair and said, "This is Chris Moon. Don't you just love his name?"
"Not again!" Chris complained. "She always talks about my name." And at this, everybody laughed. But down the table, Harry spotted Cho Chang sitting with her friends. He heard part of their conversation.
"Cho, I thought you said you were over him," said one of Cho's friends.
"Yes I know, but I still can't believe that he's dead. I mean, the funeral was so depressing." Cho said.
"That was ages ago, though. He's dead, you have to accept that fact!" Yelled another one of Cho's friends.
"I'm trying." Responded Cho. Then, she looked at Harry, and Harry quickly looked away from her.
". But if you would do that, wouldn't it get squashed?" Ron asked.
"Yes! That's the whole point!" shouted Jackie, and Ron's ears started going pink. Jackie smiled at him.
Just then, Hermione appeared. "Harry, we're going to get in trouble, we should go back to our table."
"Wow! Who is that Rachel?" Chris asked.
"That's Hermione." Rachel responded. "Why?"
"She's, beautiful!" Chris answered.
Hermione heard this, and started glowing pink. "Um, thank you." She said getting redder by the second now.
Chris got off his chair, seized Hermione's hand, gave it a kiss, and said, "Would you accompany me to the dance?"
Hermione, now blushing furiously, answered with a shy, trembling voice, "Umm.sure, why not!."
"Alright!" Chris was now jumping up and down.
"Well, we should go." Rachel said finally, after Chris stopped jumping.
"Yes, let's. Bye everybody." Ron said, agreeing with Rachel. But quickly added, "By, Jackie. I'll see you later." He winked at her.
"Bye Ron." Jackie said. Now she was blushing. Harry heard Hermione "tut" behind Ron's back. He smiled to himself.
"Those people are so nice." Ron said when they arrived at Gryffindor table. "Especially that Jackie girl, she's really cute. What about you Hermione? You and Chris, eh?"
This made Hermione start to blush again, but Rachel changed the subject. "Anyone for some pumpkin juice?" she asked.
*
Harry went to sleep on the night before Halloween very happy. He was happy because for the whole year so far, nothing strange was happening to him, unlike the previous years.
So when Harry went to sleep that night, he felt very happy that everything was normal. Or as normal as things got at Hogwarts, but all that, was about to change.
When Harry woke up, he didn't have a clue where he was. At first, his sight was a bit blurry, but as he blinked, it got clearer and clearer. Then, he realized where he was. Harry was in a cemetery. But what on earth was he doing in a cemetery?
Then he felt a pain coming from his wrists. He looked up, and he saw that his wrists were tied together, and he was hanging from a pole by his wrists. He struggled to break free, but the more he tried, the more the pain got worse.
But then he heard something approaching. He looked around, and there were about twenty Death Eaters (Voldemort's followers), and they started to surround the pole that Harry was hanging on. And in a few seconds, Harry was completely surrounded by Death Eaters. He struggled to get free, but still, nothing.
Then, he saw that there was a cloaked figure approaching him, but it wasn't any of the Death Eaters, it was Voldemort.
"We meet again, Potter." Voldemort's cold voice said.
"Let me go!" Harry shouted. "Let me go!"
"Ah, no." Voldemort replied. "I will enjoy watching you die, Harry Potter."
Just then, two more cloaked figures approached where Harry was hanging from. Except, these two were shorter than the other Death Eaters. They were almost as tall as Harry, or about that size.
"Should I burn him now?" Asked one of the cloaked figures.
"Yes, but make sure that he will suffer, suffer just like I did." Voldemort answered.
Then, the cloaked figure took out her wand, and set a very small fire, just underneath Harry.
"You, ouch, Monster!" Harry screamed over the crackling noise of the flames.
"I don't think so." Said the cloaked figure as she took off her hood.
But when Harry saw what was underneath the cloaked figure's hood, he screamed louder than he ever did in his life.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
Harry suddenly sat bolt up on his bed. "It was just a dream." Harry told himself. "Thank God." He felt a cold sweat run down his face. He looked around the room to make sure that he was in his dormitory. And to his luck, he saw that Ron, Neville, Seamus and Dean were all still fast asleep.
Harry decided to get up off his bed, because he didn't want to fall back asleep and have that same dream. "But at least my scar isn't hurting." He told himself, which probably meant that it never happened.
So Harry left his dormitory, and made his way into the Common Room. But as he was walking down the stairs, he heard soft music coming from the Common Room. And to his surprise, he saw that Rachel was sitting in it.
"Hi Harry. Couldn't sleep either?" She asked.
"Nope." Harry agreed. "You?"
"Well, not exactly. So, how come you couldn't sleep?" Rachel asked Harry. But as Harry didn't answer, she went on. "Well, I couldn't sleep because I had this really strange dream."
"Ya?"
"Yup. I was in this cemetery, and I think I was gonna burn you alive. Cause all I remember is walking over to where you were, taking my wand out, and setting a fire underneath where you were hanging. Strange..."
"No way?" Harry said in a really surprised voice.
"What? What's wrong Harry? It was only a dream."
"Yes, but I had the exact same one!" Harry practically shouted.
"Shhhhhh." Rachel hissed. "You'll wake someone."
"Sorry." Harry apologized. "But isn't it strange." He went on. "That we had the exact same dream, in the exact same night?"
"At the exact same time." Rachel added. "Ya, it is kind of strange. Freaky too. But maybe its just coincidence?"
"Coincidence? I doubt it."
"But what else could it be?" Rachel asked.
"I dunno."
"Well, I'm certainly not going to sleep after that. I'm really freaked out."
"Ya, same." Harry agreed.
"Hey, why don't I teach you this really cool dance I learned? It's really easy. Do you want to learn?"
"Well.erm."
"C'mon. Don't worry; it's none of that slow shit. It's the fast stuff. C'mon, its fun."
"Well, ok." Harry said hesitantly.
Then for the next couple of hours, Rachel was teaching Harry how to dance to one of her favorite fast songs. Harry kept making mistakes, because he didn't know how to dance. But finally, in a couple of hours, Harry had memorized and mastered the dance moves.
"Good job." Rachel congratulated Harry. "Now, let's go through it one more time. Hopefully I wont keep messing it up." They both laughed. "Well, ready?"
"Yup." Harry said, wiping sweat off his face. Rachel picked dup her wand, whispered a spell, and the song came blasting out. She and Harry started dancing, side by side.
Once the music had stopped, Rachel was just about to congratulate Harry one more time, but was interrupted by applause.
It seemed that everyone in Gryffindor Tower had heard the music, and got up to see what it was. They had seen Harry dance. Harry felt himself blushing furiously as everybody was coming up to him, applauding and congratulating him. Harry was about to tell everybody that Rachel helped him, but when he looked around the room, she was nowhere in sight. She must have gone up to her dormitory, Harry thought.
As the congratulating faded, and everyone started going back into his or her dormitories, Harry decided to stay in the Common Room, because he didn't want to sleep, in case he would have that nightmare again. And finally, the Common Room was empty again.
"You were great, Harry." Said a voice behind Harry.
Harry spun around, and saw that Rachel had come back down.
"Why did you leave when everyone came to congratulate us? You know, I was so embarrassed, I felt - " "Sorry, I don't really like being the center of attention." Rachel interrupted Harry. "Oh, and you think I do?" Harry said sarcastically.
"Sorry." Rachel apologized.
"Well, you're here now. Are you going to go to sleep now?" Harry asked.
"NO" Rachel snapped. "Not after that freaky dream."
"Ya, I know what you mean."
Rachel went and sat down in front of the barely burning fire. Harry joined her shortly afterwards. They talked for a long time, until finally, they both fell asleep.
When Harry woke up that morning, he saw that Rachel was still in the Common Room beside him. She was covered in a blanket and Harry realized, that he was covered in a blanket too (a different one than Rachel's), but he didn't remember putting on a blanket.
Ignoring this, Harry quickly ran up to his dormitory, and got dressed. After he got dressed, he noticed that Ron had woken up.
"That was quite a dance you did last night." He said, sniggering.
"Shut up!" Harry said, slightly blushing.
Then he and Ron went down into the Common Room where Rachel was still sleeping. And Harry explained everything that happened last night, starting with the dream, ending with the dance.
"Blimey." Were the first words out of Ron's mouth, which was still hanging open. "You guys had the exact same dream?"
"Yup." Came Rachel's voice. She had woken up, and had heard part of Harry and Ron's conversation.
"Rachel, your awake." Harry said in surprise.
"Ya, and luckily I didn't have any more nightmares." She responded. "Well, I gotta go and get dressed. See you at breakfast." She winked at Harry and went to her dormitory. Harry was staring at her as she did this.
"Hello, earth to Harry." Came Ron's voice.
"Huh? Oh, sorry, what?" Harry asked.
"Wow, you so like that girl." Ron said, grinning.
"Me, what? No way." Harry said, taken aback.
"Oh yes. You have a thing for her."
"Well, maybe." Harry admitted, as he and Ron made their way to the Great Hall for breakfast.
When they got there, they saw Hermione, which was eating and reading a book. Ron snatched the book away from her, and Harry told her everything that he told Ron.
"Well," Hermione said when Harry was done. "I managed to see some of your dance. You weren't bad, I must admit."
Harry started blushing again, and managed to say "thanks" when he heard a cold voice behind him.
"So, Potter can dance, eh?"
Harry turned around to find Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle laughing in his face.
"At least I can dance, unlike you Malfoy. And guess who taught me? Rachel!" Harry responded, and grinned when he saw the look of shock on Malfoy's face.
"You lying bastard. She would never!" Malfoy shouted.
"Oh, yes I would." Came Rachel's highly amused voice, as she strode down the Hall, and took a seat beside Harry. "I do believe that this is not your table, Draco."
"Well . I was just leaving." Malfoy said, as he motioned to Crabbe and Goyle to follow him back to Slytherin table. But he managed to mutter to Harry before he left, "You better watch your back, Potter."
"Forget him." Rachel said, as she started to butter her toast. "So, today is finally Halloween. I can't believe it!"
"Don't worry. It's the same every year. There are nice decorations, and then we have a feast. That's all." Hermione said, as she looked over to Ravenclaw table and waved. Harry turned around, and saw that Chris Moon was waving back to her. "Wow, that guy is so nice." She blushed, realizing what she had said.
Harry quickly looked at Ron, but Ron wasn't listening to what Hermione was saying, he was also looking at the Ravenclaw table.
"So," Rachel said to Ron, "want me to hook you two up?"
"Huh?" Ron said, as he finally looked back to Gryffindore table. "Who?"
"You and Jackie, stupid. I know you like her. And she told me how she thinks you're cute." Rachel told Ron.
"Really?" Ron asked as he jumped to his feet. "She said that?"
"Oh ya."
"Well, then will you hook us up, cause I'm kinda, you know, shy."
"Sure." Rachel responded happily. She got off her seat, and walked over to Ravenclaw table.
"Keep your fingers crossed, Ron." Ron was muttering to himself.
"So," Hermione began. "Who are you going to take to the ball, Harry?"
"What? Me? Um, I'm not going." Harry responded.
"WHAT?" Hermione screamed, which echoed through the whole Hall.
"Shhhhh." Harry hissed. "You don't have to tell the world."
"But how can you not go?" Hermione asked. "You have to go."
"Why?"
"Because.Because."
Just then, Harry saw that Rachel was coming back. But she wasn't smiling. When she sat down, Ron immediately asked her "Well?"
"Well, um, she kinda said that she's going with someone else. Sorry." Rachel answered, not looking Ron in the face. Instead she was looking at her feet.
"What? But you said that she lik -" Ron looked shocked, but was cut off by Rachel.
"Just kidding there Ron." Rachel interrupted him, a wide grin on her face.
Relief showed up on Ron's face. "Never, ever, do that to me again."
"Ok. But, of course she's going to go with you. She said how she wasn't gonna go with anyone else but you."
"Oh. Really?"
"Ah duh!" Ron smiled, saw Harry looking at him, blushed, and continued eating his toast.
"Harry said he wasn't going to the ball." Hermione broke into the conversation, looking very disappointed.
"What?" Rachel said in a surprised voice. "Why not?" "Huh? Why is everyone making such a big deal about this?" Harry responded, looking up.
"Yes but." Hermione began, "But Rachel taught you how to dance last night, so that can't be it ."
"What?" Harry said sounding very surprised. "So that's why you taught me, so I would go to the dance. Right?"
"What? No." Rachel answered. "I dunno. I was bored, that's why I taught you. If you would've said no, I wouldn't of forced you too. Shoot!"
"So, why does everyone want me to go, then?" Harry asked.
Ron seemed like he finally realized what was going on. "You're not going to the ball, Harry?"
"No, why? Why does it matter?"
"Because." Hermione said.
"Well, you don't have to go, Harry. And nobody's gonna force you." Rachel told Harry.
"Umm.okay." Harry said.
But just then, Malfoy came back to Gryffindor table.
"Hey Rachel?" He said.
"Yes, Draco?" Rachel asked, in a sweet and innocent voice.
"Well, will you accompany me to the ball?" He asked.
She hesitated. She looked from Harry, to Hermione, to Ron, to Harry again, and then back to Malfoy. "Oh, I'm sorry, Draco." Rachel responded. "But, since Harry's not going-" Harry turned pink, "-I decided to accompany him, so he wouldn't be lonely, you know?"
Malfoy looked at Harry, and for a split second, Harry thought that Malfoy would pounce at him, and kill him. But then he turned around, and spoke to Rachel again. "Well, if you change your mind, then ."
"Thanks for asking me, Draco. That's really sweet of you." Rachel stood up, and kissed Malfoy on the cheek. Harry felt himself going red.
"Well, see you later then?" Malfoy said.
"Yup, in potions." Rachel answered. And as Malfoy walked back to Slytherin table, Rachel shouted, "Later, Draco."
Harry looked at Ron and Hermione, but none of them looked as shocked as Harry was.
"Well, is it okay if I stay with you at Gryffindor Tower on Christmas?" Rachel asked Harry.
"Um. sure." Harry responded, but quickly added, "Why did you turn Malfoy down?"
"First of all," Rachel began. "Because my friend, Cho Chang, she kind of wants to go with him." Harry began to feel just as he did when he asked Cho to the ball last year, and she turned him down, because she was going with Cedric Diggory. "Secondly" Rachel continued, "I didn't want to go with Draco, anyways. I rather spend the time with you up in Gryffindor Tower than to go to the ball with Draco." Harry felt himself blushing, while Rachel laughed.
"Awwww. That's really nice of you Rachel." Hermione said as she winked at her.
Then, Harry realized what was happening. Rachel wanted to go with him to the dance. And that's why she turned Malfoy down. So, without even revising it in his head, Harry quickly said, "Rachel, will you go with me to the ball?" Harry was surprised at himself that he had said it.
But nothing could compare to the shocked faces on Ron and Hermione.
Ron asked Harry, "But I thought you weren't going?"
"I changed my mind." Harry said quickly. "Well?" He asked Rachel again.
"Sure. Why not?" Rachel answered; she blushed deeply, and then looked away.
Harry felt very relieved. And for the rest of the day, he was in the best mood ever!
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kk..i FINALLY.updated.I didn't even send tuh mah beta's cuz I wanted tuh post it..sorry I took so long..juss been really busy..hope u like it..thx fer tha reviews..oh..and if u dun like this story, dun fukkin read it..iight?? peace.enjoy!
~ Chapter 5 ~
Dance Lessons
~
One day, when Harry and Rachel were walking to Transfiguration together, Rachel spotted a bunch of her Hufflepuff friends.
Guys! C'mere." She shouted to them, and they started walking to Rachel and Harry when they spotted her.
"Oooh, I see you've got a new boyfriend, Rach." Said a girl with black hair, which was arm in arm with a boy, which Harry recognized as Michael Fawksley.
"What eva, Shy." Rachel said. Then she turned to Harry, pointed to the girl with black hair and said, "Harry, this is my friend Shylynn Navalta, otherwise known as Shy."
"Hello Harry Potter." Shylynn said. "It's very nice to meet you. This is my boyfriend, Michael Fawksley." She said, as she pointed to Michael.
"Hey, we already know each other, Shy." Michael said to his girlfriend.
"Anyway," Rachel continued, "This is Natasha Madison," she pointed to a short sort of girl with short black hair.
"Hello, you sexy boy!" Madison said, in a flirty kind of voice.
"Tasha! You're gonna make tha boy feel uncomfortable! You stupid gurl." Shouted Shylynn. Then she turned to Harry. She lowered her voice to a whisper, and whispered into his ear, "Don't mind Natasha, she's always like that. She always flirts with all of the guys."
"OK, thanks for telling me." Harry whispered back to Angelica.
They stood there and talked for a couple of minutes, until Harry heard a familiar voice.
"Harry! Harry!"
Ron was running towards them.
"C'mon, you're late for transfiguration!" He said, but then realized that there were other people, and Rachel introduced everybody to Ron. When she finished, Ron said, "Well, it's nice to meet you all, but we should really go to Transfiguration now." Then he grabbed Harry by the arm, and started pulling him away.
"Well, bye everybody. I'll see you guys after." Rachel said, and she, Ron and Harry said bye to the Hufflepuff's, and they left.
"Professor McGonagall's gonna give us detention after this. We're over twenty minutes late!" Ron complained.
Rachel sighed, as they reached the Transfiguration classroom.
"Why are you late?" Professor McGonagall shouted as they entered the classroom.
"Um."
" - Er - "
"It's my fault, professor" Rachel said.
"Very well, Ms. Avalon. You will receive detention." McGonagall said in a deadly voice. "Now, as I was saying. The first thing you should do must be the right wave of the wand ."
"Dammit! Detention again." Rachel whispered to herself as she, Ron and Harry took their seats in the back of the class, next to Hermione.
When Transfiguration was over, McGonagall scheduled Rachel's detention, and they left. The first thing that came out of Hermione's mouth was, "Why were you guys so late?"
"Because we felt like it," Ron said coolly.
"Whatever." Hermione said sarcastically. But Rachel explained what really happened. When they were done discussing it, Hermione said bye to them, because she was going to her other class, Ancient Runes, while Harry, Rachel, and Ron headed to Divination.
"Ah, one of my favorite subjects." Rachel said happily as they headed for Professor Trelawney's classroom.
"Ya, same here." Harry said. "Me and Ron just make everything up."
Harry and Ron started laughing, when Rachel said, "Then why do you take it?"
"Cause it's easy." Harry answered.
"Ya!" Ron agreed.
"Whatever." Rachel said as they arrived at the classroom.
*
Halloween was now approaching neared and nearer. And people started talking about the ball, as it too, was approaching nearer. People were also talking excitedly about the first Hogsmeade visit of the year. As for Harry, he was making new friends in Hufflepuff, and even some in Slytherin. He also made some friends in Ravenclaw.
"Harry, c'mere. I want you to meet some of my other friends in Ravenclaw." Rachel said one day when they were having dinner in the Great Hall.
Obeying Rachel, Harry got up, and followed Rachel to the Ravenclaw table. But he had hardly got up, when Ron asked, "Hey Rachel, can I come too?"
"Course Ron." Rachel answered almost immediately. "But we have to hurry though, let's go." And all three of them walked over to Ravenclaw table. But as they passed the Slytherin table, Harry heard Malfoy shout out, "Potter, I see you've had a - "
"Shut up, Draco!" snapped Rachel, interrupting Malfoy. And he did, right away too. Harry was very glad at the stunned expression on Malfoy's face. He then turned to Ron, and they both cracked up.
When they arrived at Ravenclaw table, it looked as though a whole bunch of them were arguing over which fruit is better. It was quite a funny conversation, Harry thought; because it made everybody who was listening, laugh.
"Hey guys," Rachel said, as she finally stopped laughing. "I brought Harry and Ron so everyone could meet them. Now, this is Jacqueline Shazare. Jackie for short." She pointed to a girl who had shoulder length black hair, and had a very pretty smile, but unfortunately, braces.
"Wow!" Ron whispered to Harry. "That girl's beautiful." But not as beautiful as Hermione, said a voice at the back of Ron's head. He ignored it.
"This," Rachel continued, "is Tazz Fernandes."
She pointed to a guy that looked very tall. He had black hair. Then she pointed at another girl, which had long black hair, and looked very thin, but pretty. "Marianne Sotto." And finally, Rachel pointed to a pale looking kind of guy, with dark brown hair and said, "This is Chris Moon. Don't you just love his name?"
"Not again!" Chris complained. "She always talks about my name." And at this, everybody laughed. But down the table, Harry spotted Cho Chang sitting with her friends. He heard part of their conversation.
"Cho, I thought you said you were over him," said one of Cho's friends.
"Yes I know, but I still can't believe that he's dead. I mean, the funeral was so depressing." Cho said.
"That was ages ago, though. He's dead, you have to accept that fact!" Yelled another one of Cho's friends.
"I'm trying." Responded Cho. Then, she looked at Harry, and Harry quickly looked away from her.
". But if you would do that, wouldn't it get squashed?" Ron asked.
"Yes! That's the whole point!" shouted Jackie, and Ron's ears started going pink. Jackie smiled at him.
Just then, Hermione appeared. "Harry, we're going to get in trouble, we should go back to our table."
"Wow! Who is that Rachel?" Chris asked.
"That's Hermione." Rachel responded. "Why?"
"She's, beautiful!" Chris answered.
Hermione heard this, and started glowing pink. "Um, thank you." She said getting redder by the second now.
Chris got off his chair, seized Hermione's hand, gave it a kiss, and said, "Would you accompany me to the dance?"
Hermione, now blushing furiously, answered with a shy, trembling voice, "Umm.sure, why not!."
"Alright!" Chris was now jumping up and down.
"Well, we should go." Rachel said finally, after Chris stopped jumping.
"Yes, let's. Bye everybody." Ron said, agreeing with Rachel. But quickly added, "By, Jackie. I'll see you later." He winked at her.
"Bye Ron." Jackie said. Now she was blushing. Harry heard Hermione "tut" behind Ron's back. He smiled to himself.
"Those people are so nice." Ron said when they arrived at Gryffindor table. "Especially that Jackie girl, she's really cute. What about you Hermione? You and Chris, eh?"
This made Hermione start to blush again, but Rachel changed the subject. "Anyone for some pumpkin juice?" she asked.
*
Harry went to sleep on the night before Halloween very happy. He was happy because for the whole year so far, nothing strange was happening to him, unlike the previous years.
So when Harry went to sleep that night, he felt very happy that everything was normal. Or as normal as things got at Hogwarts, but all that, was about to change.
When Harry woke up, he didn't have a clue where he was. At first, his sight was a bit blurry, but as he blinked, it got clearer and clearer. Then, he realized where he was. Harry was in a cemetery. But what on earth was he doing in a cemetery?
Then he felt a pain coming from his wrists. He looked up, and he saw that his wrists were tied together, and he was hanging from a pole by his wrists. He struggled to break free, but the more he tried, the more the pain got worse.
But then he heard something approaching. He looked around, and there were about twenty Death Eaters (Voldemort's followers), and they started to surround the pole that Harry was hanging on. And in a few seconds, Harry was completely surrounded by Death Eaters. He struggled to get free, but still, nothing.
Then, he saw that there was a cloaked figure approaching him, but it wasn't any of the Death Eaters, it was Voldemort.
"We meet again, Potter." Voldemort's cold voice said.
"Let me go!" Harry shouted. "Let me go!"
"Ah, no." Voldemort replied. "I will enjoy watching you die, Harry Potter."
Just then, two more cloaked figures approached where Harry was hanging from. Except, these two were shorter than the other Death Eaters. They were almost as tall as Harry, or about that size.
"Should I burn him now?" Asked one of the cloaked figures.
"Yes, but make sure that he will suffer, suffer just like I did." Voldemort answered.
Then, the cloaked figure took out her wand, and set a very small fire, just underneath Harry.
"You, ouch, Monster!" Harry screamed over the crackling noise of the flames.
"I don't think so." Said the cloaked figure as she took off her hood.
But when Harry saw what was underneath the cloaked figure's hood, he screamed louder than he ever did in his life.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
Harry suddenly sat bolt up on his bed. "It was just a dream." Harry told himself. "Thank God." He felt a cold sweat run down his face. He looked around the room to make sure that he was in his dormitory. And to his luck, he saw that Ron, Neville, Seamus and Dean were all still fast asleep.
Harry decided to get up off his bed, because he didn't want to fall back asleep and have that same dream. "But at least my scar isn't hurting." He told himself, which probably meant that it never happened.
So Harry left his dormitory, and made his way into the Common Room. But as he was walking down the stairs, he heard soft music coming from the Common Room. And to his surprise, he saw that Rachel was sitting in it.
"Hi Harry. Couldn't sleep either?" She asked.
"Nope." Harry agreed. "You?"
"Well, not exactly. So, how come you couldn't sleep?" Rachel asked Harry. But as Harry didn't answer, she went on. "Well, I couldn't sleep because I had this really strange dream."
"Ya?"
"Yup. I was in this cemetery, and I think I was gonna burn you alive. Cause all I remember is walking over to where you were, taking my wand out, and setting a fire underneath where you were hanging. Strange..."
"No way?" Harry said in a really surprised voice.
"What? What's wrong Harry? It was only a dream."
"Yes, but I had the exact same one!" Harry practically shouted.
"Shhhhhh." Rachel hissed. "You'll wake someone."
"Sorry." Harry apologized. "But isn't it strange." He went on. "That we had the exact same dream, in the exact same night?"
"At the exact same time." Rachel added. "Ya, it is kind of strange. Freaky too. But maybe its just coincidence?"
"Coincidence? I doubt it."
"But what else could it be?" Rachel asked.
"I dunno."
"Well, I'm certainly not going to sleep after that. I'm really freaked out."
"Ya, same." Harry agreed.
"Hey, why don't I teach you this really cool dance I learned? It's really easy. Do you want to learn?"
"Well.erm."
"C'mon. Don't worry; it's none of that slow shit. It's the fast stuff. C'mon, its fun."
"Well, ok." Harry said hesitantly.
Then for the next couple of hours, Rachel was teaching Harry how to dance to one of her favorite fast songs. Harry kept making mistakes, because he didn't know how to dance. But finally, in a couple of hours, Harry had memorized and mastered the dance moves.
"Good job." Rachel congratulated Harry. "Now, let's go through it one more time. Hopefully I wont keep messing it up." They both laughed. "Well, ready?"
"Yup." Harry said, wiping sweat off his face. Rachel picked dup her wand, whispered a spell, and the song came blasting out. She and Harry started dancing, side by side.
Once the music had stopped, Rachel was just about to congratulate Harry one more time, but was interrupted by applause.
It seemed that everyone in Gryffindor Tower had heard the music, and got up to see what it was. They had seen Harry dance. Harry felt himself blushing furiously as everybody was coming up to him, applauding and congratulating him. Harry was about to tell everybody that Rachel helped him, but when he looked around the room, she was nowhere in sight. She must have gone up to her dormitory, Harry thought.
As the congratulating faded, and everyone started going back into his or her dormitories, Harry decided to stay in the Common Room, because he didn't want to sleep, in case he would have that nightmare again. And finally, the Common Room was empty again.
"You were great, Harry." Said a voice behind Harry.
Harry spun around, and saw that Rachel had come back down.
"Why did you leave when everyone came to congratulate us? You know, I was so embarrassed, I felt - " "Sorry, I don't really like being the center of attention." Rachel interrupted Harry. "Oh, and you think I do?" Harry said sarcastically.
"Sorry." Rachel apologized.
"Well, you're here now. Are you going to go to sleep now?" Harry asked.
"NO" Rachel snapped. "Not after that freaky dream."
"Ya, I know what you mean."
Rachel went and sat down in front of the barely burning fire. Harry joined her shortly afterwards. They talked for a long time, until finally, they both fell asleep.
When Harry woke up that morning, he saw that Rachel was still in the Common Room beside him. She was covered in a blanket and Harry realized, that he was covered in a blanket too (a different one than Rachel's), but he didn't remember putting on a blanket.
Ignoring this, Harry quickly ran up to his dormitory, and got dressed. After he got dressed, he noticed that Ron had woken up.
"That was quite a dance you did last night." He said, sniggering.
"Shut up!" Harry said, slightly blushing.
Then he and Ron went down into the Common Room where Rachel was still sleeping. And Harry explained everything that happened last night, starting with the dream, ending with the dance.
"Blimey." Were the first words out of Ron's mouth, which was still hanging open. "You guys had the exact same dream?"
"Yup." Came Rachel's voice. She had woken up, and had heard part of Harry and Ron's conversation.
"Rachel, your awake." Harry said in surprise.
"Ya, and luckily I didn't have any more nightmares." She responded. "Well, I gotta go and get dressed. See you at breakfast." She winked at Harry and went to her dormitory. Harry was staring at her as she did this.
"Hello, earth to Harry." Came Ron's voice.
"Huh? Oh, sorry, what?" Harry asked.
"Wow, you so like that girl." Ron said, grinning.
"Me, what? No way." Harry said, taken aback.
"Oh yes. You have a thing for her."
"Well, maybe." Harry admitted, as he and Ron made their way to the Great Hall for breakfast.
When they got there, they saw Hermione, which was eating and reading a book. Ron snatched the book away from her, and Harry told her everything that he told Ron.
"Well," Hermione said when Harry was done. "I managed to see some of your dance. You weren't bad, I must admit."
Harry started blushing again, and managed to say "thanks" when he heard a cold voice behind him.
"So, Potter can dance, eh?"
Harry turned around to find Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle laughing in his face.
"At least I can dance, unlike you Malfoy. And guess who taught me? Rachel!" Harry responded, and grinned when he saw the look of shock on Malfoy's face.
"You lying bastard. She would never!" Malfoy shouted.
"Oh, yes I would." Came Rachel's highly amused voice, as she strode down the Hall, and took a seat beside Harry. "I do believe that this is not your table, Draco."
"Well . I was just leaving." Malfoy said, as he motioned to Crabbe and Goyle to follow him back to Slytherin table. But he managed to mutter to Harry before he left, "You better watch your back, Potter."
"Forget him." Rachel said, as she started to butter her toast. "So, today is finally Halloween. I can't believe it!"
"Don't worry. It's the same every year. There are nice decorations, and then we have a feast. That's all." Hermione said, as she looked over to Ravenclaw table and waved. Harry turned around, and saw that Chris Moon was waving back to her. "Wow, that guy is so nice." She blushed, realizing what she had said.
Harry quickly looked at Ron, but Ron wasn't listening to what Hermione was saying, he was also looking at the Ravenclaw table.
"So," Rachel said to Ron, "want me to hook you two up?"
"Huh?" Ron said, as he finally looked back to Gryffindore table. "Who?"
"You and Jackie, stupid. I know you like her. And she told me how she thinks you're cute." Rachel told Ron.
"Really?" Ron asked as he jumped to his feet. "She said that?"
"Oh ya."
"Well, then will you hook us up, cause I'm kinda, you know, shy."
"Sure." Rachel responded happily. She got off her seat, and walked over to Ravenclaw table.
"Keep your fingers crossed, Ron." Ron was muttering to himself.
"So," Hermione began. "Who are you going to take to the ball, Harry?"
"What? Me? Um, I'm not going." Harry responded.
"WHAT?" Hermione screamed, which echoed through the whole Hall.
"Shhhhh." Harry hissed. "You don't have to tell the world."
"But how can you not go?" Hermione asked. "You have to go."
"Why?"
"Because.Because."
Just then, Harry saw that Rachel was coming back. But she wasn't smiling. When she sat down, Ron immediately asked her "Well?"
"Well, um, she kinda said that she's going with someone else. Sorry." Rachel answered, not looking Ron in the face. Instead she was looking at her feet.
"What? But you said that she lik -" Ron looked shocked, but was cut off by Rachel.
"Just kidding there Ron." Rachel interrupted him, a wide grin on her face.
Relief showed up on Ron's face. "Never, ever, do that to me again."
"Ok. But, of course she's going to go with you. She said how she wasn't gonna go with anyone else but you."
"Oh. Really?"
"Ah duh!" Ron smiled, saw Harry looking at him, blushed, and continued eating his toast.
"Harry said he wasn't going to the ball." Hermione broke into the conversation, looking very disappointed.
"What?" Rachel said in a surprised voice. "Why not?" "Huh? Why is everyone making such a big deal about this?" Harry responded, looking up.
"Yes but." Hermione began, "But Rachel taught you how to dance last night, so that can't be it ."
"What?" Harry said sounding very surprised. "So that's why you taught me, so I would go to the dance. Right?"
"What? No." Rachel answered. "I dunno. I was bored, that's why I taught you. If you would've said no, I wouldn't of forced you too. Shoot!"
"So, why does everyone want me to go, then?" Harry asked.
Ron seemed like he finally realized what was going on. "You're not going to the ball, Harry?"
"No, why? Why does it matter?"
"Because." Hermione said.
"Well, you don't have to go, Harry. And nobody's gonna force you." Rachel told Harry.
"Umm.okay." Harry said.
But just then, Malfoy came back to Gryffindor table.
"Hey Rachel?" He said.
"Yes, Draco?" Rachel asked, in a sweet and innocent voice.
"Well, will you accompany me to the ball?" He asked.
She hesitated. She looked from Harry, to Hermione, to Ron, to Harry again, and then back to Malfoy. "Oh, I'm sorry, Draco." Rachel responded. "But, since Harry's not going-" Harry turned pink, "-I decided to accompany him, so he wouldn't be lonely, you know?"
Malfoy looked at Harry, and for a split second, Harry thought that Malfoy would pounce at him, and kill him. But then he turned around, and spoke to Rachel again. "Well, if you change your mind, then ."
"Thanks for asking me, Draco. That's really sweet of you." Rachel stood up, and kissed Malfoy on the cheek. Harry felt himself going red.
"Well, see you later then?" Malfoy said.
"Yup, in potions." Rachel answered. And as Malfoy walked back to Slytherin table, Rachel shouted, "Later, Draco."
Harry looked at Ron and Hermione, but none of them looked as shocked as Harry was.
"Well, is it okay if I stay with you at Gryffindor Tower on Christmas?" Rachel asked Harry.
"Um. sure." Harry responded, but quickly added, "Why did you turn Malfoy down?"
"First of all," Rachel began. "Because my friend, Cho Chang, she kind of wants to go with him." Harry began to feel just as he did when he asked Cho to the ball last year, and she turned him down, because she was going with Cedric Diggory. "Secondly" Rachel continued, "I didn't want to go with Draco, anyways. I rather spend the time with you up in Gryffindor Tower than to go to the ball with Draco." Harry felt himself blushing, while Rachel laughed.
"Awwww. That's really nice of you Rachel." Hermione said as she winked at her.
Then, Harry realized what was happening. Rachel wanted to go with him to the dance. And that's why she turned Malfoy down. So, without even revising it in his head, Harry quickly said, "Rachel, will you go with me to the ball?" Harry was surprised at himself that he had said it.
But nothing could compare to the shocked faces on Ron and Hermione.
Ron asked Harry, "But I thought you weren't going?"
"I changed my mind." Harry said quickly. "Well?" He asked Rachel again.
"Sure. Why not?" Rachel answered; she blushed deeply, and then looked away.
Harry felt very relieved. And for the rest of the day, he was in the best mood ever!
A/N:UGH!! Took long enough tuh finish.please review.im so depressed..no reviews!! Im gonna haff tuh go tuh therapy!! And thatnks for tha ppl that DID review..muah! (nuff pages!!!)