A/N: Sorry 4 the long update!  Thanks so much for all the reviews!  Wow!  11 for 1 chapter! :-D (Thanks Cinnamon!) Lol!  One of these days I will make a personalized thank you to my reviewers!  Lol!  And this will prob. Be a long story!  Were not even at Christmas yet! Ahhhhhhh.  Oh, and writing this story has me going British!  The other day, I asked my friend who she fancied!  Fancied!  And I accidentally said bloody!  Uh!

Chapter 40: (Yyyyyyyyyyaaaaaaayyyyyy!)

            The next few days passed by relatively quickly, and before Harry knew it, it was Halloween.  There was a Hogsmeade trip that morning, but basically no girls were going, because they wanted to be completely ready by the time 7:00 came around.

            "But I don't get it!" marveled Ron after asking Hermione to just come to Hogsmeade and getting brutally snapped at, "What takes them so long?"  Harry shrugged.

            "No idea, Mate…"  Even Lenore, one of the most easy-going girls Harry knew, was already getting ready, and it was only 2:00 in the afternoon.  Since nobody was going to Hogsmeade, and all of the girls were being too girly and snippy, Harry and Ron decided to go hang out in the Room of Requirements, where a bunch of guys were moping around. 

            Neville Longbottom, Seamus and Dean, Ernie MacMillan, and Terry Boot were all lazily sprawled on various cushions around the room when Harry and Ron walked in. 

            "Hey," yawned Neville lazily.

            "Hi," said Harry.  Everyone waved to Harry and Ron. 

            "So, Harry," said Seamus casually, "Who's your date?"  Harry grinned.

            "Ginny.  You?"

            Seamus smiled smugly.  "Tabby."

            Ron's jaw dropped.  "How?" he asked incredulously.  "She's hands down one of the prettiest girls in the school!"  Seamus smirked.

            "Yep.  You going with Hermione, Ron?" he asked.  Ron grinned vacantly and nodded.  Seamus turned.  "What about you, Nev?"

            "I'm going single," he said dully. 

            "That's okay, Neville," said Harry.  "I'm sure lots of people will be single." 

            "Yeah," said Dean helpfully.  "I'm going with Robyn, but before I asked her, I was going solo," he finished, putting down his soccer magazine. 

            "Not helping," whispered Ernie inaudibly.  Dean shrugged. 

            "I'm going with Hannah," said Ernie pompously.  "I'm thinking of asking her to be my girlfriend tonight."

            "Wonderful," said Ron sarcastically.  Ron had never much like Ernie since second year.  Or any Hufflepuffs for that matter. 

            "I'm going with Padma, and Michael's going with Lisa Turpin…"

            "Hey," said Harry, looking around.  "Where is Michael?"

            "On patrol," said Terry.

            "Oh!" exclaimed Harry.  "Damn… I have Patrol from ten to twelve tonight!"

            "Well," said Ron, "The dance ends at Midnight, so you won't miss too much of it…"  Harry groaned.

            "I hope Gin won't be too upset…"

            Ron groaned.  "I have to Patrol with Malfoy from nine to ten!"

            "Sucks for you," said Ernie.  "Who else is patrolling during the ball?"

            Harry took out a list.  "Colin Creevey, Lenore, ooh, they won't be happy!  Ron, Draco…who has two patrols, me, with two patrols, and Malcolm Baddox, that Slytherin…"

            "Damn," said Ron loudly.  "Lenore and Malfoy are going together, and between them they have three shifts!  The first hour and the last two!  They'll only get to go to the Ball for two hours!"  Harry cringed.  His cousin would not be very happy…

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            It was six fifty and dinner was over.  All of the couples were now slowly making their way to the dance.  Harry was about to head to the Great Hall with Ron to meet Ginny and Hermione, who had been on patrol, when Lenore came marching up to him.  She looked very pretty.  Her wavy hair had been curled into ringlets, and she was wearing light purple dress robes that fit her perfectly. 

            "Harry James Potter!" she shouted loudly.

            "Yeah?" he asked slowly.

            "Together, Draco and I have three patrol shifts!  Three!" 

            "Sorry?" said Harry, backing up slowly. 

            "Ughj!" screamed Lenore loudly.  "You- are- dead- cousin!"  Suddenly, Harry was aware of the eyes of everyone in the house.

            "You're cousins?" asked a second year interestedly.  Everyone began listening in, and Harry watched Lenore do some quick thinking.

            "No, no, no," she laughed, with an air of superiority and melodrama, "You see, back in the states, everyone… called each other… cousin… bye!"  With that, she shot Harry a glance and fled the room. 

            "That was close," whispered Ron.  Harry nodded fervently. 

            With that, they made their way to the Great Hall.  The ceiling was clear and misty, and the stars were brightly shining.  Ginny and Hermione were waiting by the stairs. 

            Harry's mouth became dry as he caught sight of Ginny.  She looked stunning.  She was dressed in a long white gown, with her hair perfectly tumbling down her back.  Her brown eyes were large and sparkling, and she was wearing a beautiful emerald necklace. 

            "Hi, Harry!" she called to him. 

            Harry walked over to her.  "H-hi, Ginny… you look amazing!"  She smiled. 

            "So do you," she laughed.  Harry then looked at Hermione, and he almost gasped in surprise.  She looked even better than she had in fourth year.  She was dressed in a deep navy robe that perfectly complimented her body.  Her hair was straight and silky, and her eyes were glittering happily. 

            "Wow, Hermione," he said.  "You look nice…"

            Hermione grinned playfully.  "Thanks, Harry.  Wanna dance, Ron?"  Indeed, the music had just started.  Ron said yes quickly, and the two hurried off onto the dance floor.  Harry and Ginny then followed, and they spent the next three hours dancing and talking.  (A/N: I don't like mushy stuff, but I promise, there'll be more fluff at the 'Yule Ball'!  Lol!) 

            Before he knew it, it was ten O'clock, and he had to patrol.  He told Ginny that she could stay, but she'd wanted to come along.  So they snuck up to the tower.  Ginny was in a giggly mood.

            "Can you imagine what would happen if a teacher caught us?" she exclaimed.  "He'd probably think we were going to… you know," she laughed.  Harry chuckled. 

            "Do  this?" he asked bravely, and he leaned in to kiss her.  They kissed for several minutes in the empty hall, under an invisibility cloak.  Suddenly Ginny giggled. 

            "What?" asked Harry.

            "Do you think your father ever would've guessed that one day his son would be snogging some poor little fifth year senseless under this thing?"  Harry chuckled. 

            "He himself probably had a few snogs under this thing…"  Ginny smiled.

            "With Lillyyyyyyyyyyy?"  Harry grinned.

            "Probably not… my mother hated him until they were seventh years…"  Ginny giggled.  Then the two went on to the room.  When they got there, Lenore and Draco were both sitting on the same cushion, extremely close to each other.

            "Go get a room," said Ginny in mock disgust.  She scrunched her nose in a way that Harry thought was adorable. 

            Lenore raised her eyebrows, giggling.  "Well, we had a room until you two barged in here…."  Ginny giggled.  Harry, however, was annoyed.

            "Have you two been looking at the map?" he asked. 

            "Of course, potter," laughed Draco.  "What kind of patrollers would we be?"  Harry shrugged. 

            "Bad ones?"  Draco frowned.

            "That was rhetorical, Potter…"

            "I don't have time for rhetorical questions," scowled Harry.  He walked over and glanced at the map of Hogwarts.  Several pairs of students were very close together in various closets and dormitories.  He chuckled and then looked at the map of Diagon Alley.  He only recognized the name of Mundungus Fletcher, who's dot seemed to be break dancing.  Harry looked back at the Hogwarts map.

            "Oh!" he exclaimed.  "Lupin's here!  Sitting under…. Evelyn…. And Calista's all alone in her private quarters… poor thing."

            "Isn't Lupin with my cousin?" asked Draco.  Harry shrugged.  

            "Was Calista engaged to Sirius?" asked Ginny suddenly.  

            "I don't know," answered Harry truthfully. "But that could be…"  

            "Harry?" she asked again quietly.

            "Yeah?" he asked.

            "I want to kiss you…"

            Harry turned to Ginny.  She was so beautiful…. "I want you to be my girlfriend," he murmured as she approached.  Ginny smiled radiantly.

            "I want nothing more than to be your girlfriend."  Then they kissed, only to be interrupted by Lenore, who was squealing about how cute it was.  And suddenly the walls began turning.

            "Shit," said Harry.  "I forgot… we shouldn't be alone together…"

            "This is getting old," sighed Lenore.  But this time, their vision was much, much different.

A/N: Evil CliffieJ  So, what does anybody think about the old Sirius/Calista relationship?  Would it be too cliché for them to have had a child?  Okay, well review!

~Jinglez