Harry put on a set of deep dark red dress robes. Draco liked the way they looked on him and it did make him look a bit seductive, more than usual anyway.

Harry had showered, tried to tame his hair and dressed before Ron even entered the dorm.

"Harry! You're all ready to go."

"Yeah." Replied Harry blushing.

Ron raised an eyebrow, "Eager are we?"

Harry glared at the red head from the mirror and the red head smirked before entering the bathroom himself.

Harry was once again alone and he was still trying to tame his hair a bit more when he heard it again.

"Harry..." the voice whispered.

Harry whipped around and looked around the dorm room seeing no one.

The seeker narrowed his eyes in frustration before returning to the mirror.

The Gryffindor nearly tripped over when he saw a dark flash pass behind him through the mirror.

Harry turned and saw nothing once again.

Now this was creeping him out. If it was only the voices he could manage but seeing things that creepy were just too much. Even for the Golden Boy of the wizarding world.

Harry's legs nearly gave way as he clutched onto the mirror frame to keep him standing as the latch to the door of the room lifted. Someone was coming into the room. With that thought in his head his legs betrayed him and he fell into a pile at the floor beneath the mirror.

His eyes were wide with terror as the door opened slowly.

Harry nearly died when he heard, "Harry?"

He really could have died from relief as he saw the familiar face of Neville Longbottom.

"Harry why are you on the floor? Are you alright?" asked the boy.

"I-I'm fine." Said Harry before remembering what Ron had told him earlier of the red heads fantasies of the boy standing before him.

Harry took his time, with the aid of the mirror frame, standing up. Silently willing his legs to obey him once more.

"Get ready for the dance Neville. Ron's already in the bathroom though." Said Harry before he hastily made his exit.

"Once outside the confines of his dorm room he relaxed immediately.

Harry gazed down at the hustling and bustling of the Gryffindor's in the common room. Running around making last minute details for the evenings dance.

"Harry you look wonderful." Came the voice of his dear friend Hermione Granger.

"Hermione, you look lovely in that dress." He commented

"Oh," she did a little twirl for him, "I know. It's not like the normal dress robes witches wear that's why I wanted to wear this. Isn't it nice? I got it during the summer with my aunt when she came to visit me."

"You'll really stand out amongst the others."

Hermione smile, "I know."

Just then Lavender walked out and saw Harry and Hermione.

"Oh you two look lovely." She said as she made her way towards them.

Harry smiled, "So do you. Hey, why don't you two just wait here for Ron. I think I'll go down early to meet Draco."

Hermione hesitated a moment before she all but shoved Harry to a corner where Lavender followed.

"Harry we have something to tell you."

Harry gave them both a questioning look.

Hermione bit her lip so Lavender explained. "We've been dating for a long time now."

Harry gapped.

"Harry, I know I'm supposed to be with Ron and all but you know, things just happened one night." Said Hermione pleadingly

Harry nodded, "Well I think you two should talk it out with one another and soon."

Hermione raised an eyebrow, "Harry James Potter what do you know that I don't?"

"Talk it out amongst yourselves alright Hermione? I'm not part of this."

Hermione looked as if she was going to protest but didn't. She released him and Harry gave her shoulder a light squeeze before walking out of the common room.

The moment the portrait closed behind him he knew it was not the right thing to do. He'd forgotten about how secluded the halls would be if everyone was in the common room.

Harry Potter was once again standing alone in the dark.