((Same disclaimer. Yeah, I know nothing much happened in the last chapter, but all I really wanted to say was they all bought gowns, and almost everybody had dates for the dance already. Hehehe. Anyways, I hope the dance is interesting enough...there's a plot there! Thanks otakuprincess and The all mighty and powerful M for your reviews again, and to poizin, Elizabeth Radcliffe, Black Cherry Lipz, and SutekhSnape for their firsts. Oh...and SutekhSnape, you have no idea how close you are! Keep reading and reviewing!))

The Gryffindor Quidditch team was huddled on the field. They were all nervous. Because of the heavy snowfall lately, they had not been able to practice on the pitch. Today was the first slightly sunny day in a long time, and it was the day they played Ravenclaw. Even so, it was still snowing lightly. They were allowed only five minutes on the pitch to practice before the Ravenclaw players entered. Nobody was more nervous than James Potter, the new Quidditch captain. He had to organize his team with such little time.

"Alright, you guys. And girls. This is going to be a tough match. Ravenclaw is always tough to beat, and this is our first game. They've already managed to have two practices, and we haven't. But we don't have any new players this year, so we know the drill." James said, adding, "Let's hop on our brooms and show 'em what we're made of."

The Gryffindor's in the stands let out a loud roar as the players mounted their brooms. The fans wearing blue were soon to follow as Ravenclaw stepped out onto the pitch. A fairly young referee, Madam Hooch, blew the whistle and the game began.

James rose quickly, searching for the snitch. His hazel eyes flicked from one end of the pitch to the other constantly. After a moment of searching, he rested on his broom to watch a bit of the game.

"Gryffindor scores!" cried a sixth year, who James knew was the announcer. Ryan Oates had put the Quaffle past the Ravenclaw keeper. The play resumed, and James kept searching for the snitch. There was a 'whoosh!' and a large bludger sailed towards him. He was forced to hang upside down off his broom, as the bludger passed above the wood by inches. Struggling only slightly to get back up he resumed his position. As he rose, he noticed a flick of gold in the sky. He headed for it, and as he pursued the Snitch, he heard the annoucer call out.

"Ten points to Ravenclaw! What a play!"

The score was tied, but still low. The snitch whizzed through the keeper's hoop, and James would have made a joke, but he was too intent on catching it.

"Another goal to Gryffindor! Oates is having a hell of a game! Sorry Proffesor!" he cried, as McGonagall shot him an angry look for his language. After a moment, he continued with "FOUL! Ravenclaw's chaser grabbed Ryan's head! Oates takes his penalty shot...and SCORES! Thirty to ten for Gryffindor."

James was drawing closer to the snitch. It was just out of his reach above him. But the Ravenclaw seeker had seen it now, too. He was coming up behind James, and his reach was longer. James rose, now standing on his broom. He grabbed the struggling snitch, and then toppled head over heels until he landed on the snowy pitch.

A thundering cry of triumph exploded from the stands. Madam Hooch ended the game with a sharp blow to her whistle. James sat up from the snow drift, and raised the snitch in his hand. The stands cheered louder. James rose, utting the snitch back in it's case. He congratulated his team on their game, and they headed to the showers. He, however, headed towards his friends, who were beckoning him.

"Nice job, Prongs!" Sirius and Peter shouted.

"Yes. It was a very good game." Remus commented. "Quite short though."

"Good game." said a voice behind James. James turned and came face to face with Lily. Her cheeks were bright red from the cold. She wasn't wearing a coat over her robes.

"Evans! Where's your winter jacket?" James asked. Theia stood just behind Lily. She congratulated James, and then answered his question.

"We were heading out and Peeves dropped water balloons on Lily. He would have hit me, too...but I was already around the corner telling off Mrs. Slut for asking out Sirius." Theia grinned.

"Here...take my coat. I couldn't wear it on the pitch because it covered my robes and now I'm hot from the game so you should have it." James said. He was suddenly embarassed, and as Lily took it, he headed off, blushing.

"Thanks..." Lily called after him. James sprinted off to the showers. As Lily put on the massive coat, Theia giggled.

"It's huge!" she said. "I think that's a sign of flirting...giving you his coat." Theia adding, smiling.

"Or it's a sign of being a decent person!" Lily retorted, giving Theia playful shove. Theia only grinned more.

"We're gonna head inside...to give us time to get ready for the dance." Theia told Sirius, Remsu and Peter.

"You've got hours!!" Sirius complained.

"Which is cutting it close." Theia answered happily. She gave Sirius a kiss, and her and Lily headed off. Back in Lily's dorm, they both had a quick shower. They got into their gowns excitedly. After a few minutes of gazing into the massive mirror in the bathroom, the put on their make-up.

"Lily! Why white eyeliner?" Theia cried. Lily shrugged. "But black would make your green eyes show even more." Lily agreed, and switched. They bloth applied black eyeliner, and a pink lip gloss. Theia straightened Lily's normally frizzy hair, and Lily gave Theia loose curls in her usual straight hair. Adding a touch of fairy glitter, they were done.

"Ten minutes to spare! That took a long time!" Lily said in disbelief.

"Well your hair really didn't want to go straight." Theia grinned. "But it looks perfect."

And with that, the two girls headed towards the Great Hall. Swarms of girls were coming from each hallway, all looking gorgeous, and all looking jealous. Mostly at Lily and Theia, who looking stunning. They all entered the Great Hall as a group.