I am so sorry this took mucho long to post. For some reason fanfiction wouldn't let me go on quick edit so the whole thing looked berserk and everything. But its ok now. Oh and happy belated July 4 everyone! Ok now the chapter you all have been patiently (or impatiently heehee) been waiting for!

Disclaimer: We did the drill.

Ron and Harry were getting ready for the ball in their dormitory. Ron was extremely sulky on

not having a date.

"Aw come on, mate. It's not that bad." Harry said as he put on the same dress robes he wore

to the Yule Ball.

"Easy for you to say. You have a date. God, Malfoy is going to have a field day with me." Ron

said miserably.

"Well, have you seen Hermione? Maybe she'll consider going with you, now that you both have

made up. You have made up haven't you?" Harry asked suspiciously.

"Yes! But I haven't seen her the whole day! Oh well. Besides, Hermione wouldn't want to go. I

mean can you imagine her wearing makeup? Can you imagine her dancing?"

"Umm actually I can because she did dance and wore makeup Yule Ball." Harry said

pointedly.

"Well, yeah but that was because Krum was there." Ron paused to scowl menacingly.

"I mean most girls would take the time to do things they wouldn't like to do for a famous

Quidditch player wouldn't they? Even though he's a bloody, slimey ba--"

"Yeah I reckon so." Harry interrupted. "Now where are those bloody masks Fred and George

gave us?" Ron said.

"Here." Harry said holding up to masks. "Masks. God, my brother's must be some sort of

delusional freaks!"

"Nah I don't think so." Harry said tying on his mask, even though he had to agree with Ron. A

masquerade was a pretty stupid idea.

"Oh well lets go." Ron said sighing. They both went down to the entrance hall and saw other

students.

"How are we supposed to know who everyone is?" Harry asked seeing everyone wearing

masks.

"Egh these masks just cover their eyes, its not going to be hard to figure out who's who. For

example the girl wearing that bizarre mask is your date."

Harry whisked around and he saw Luna, wearing a turquoise mask with what looked like

peacock feathers streaming down. Other then her mask, she looked quite nice in robes

to match her mask and her hair in a long braid.

"Hi Luna." Harry said still looking shocked at her attire. "Oh, hello Harry, hi Ronald. Do you

like the mask? I had some trouble with the feathers. They took an awfully long time to put on."

"Well, they look...they're...they're really...they're very unique Luna." Harry said. Ron sniggered

but Harry nudged him the ribs.

"Are all these students from Hogwarts?" Ron asked.

"I suppose so." said Harry quite frankly.

"Then who's that?" He pointed to a girl in white robes. She looked stunning but neither Ron or

Harry could ever recall seeing her.

"Hmm I don't know. Oh do excuse me Harry the feathers are getting loose, I need to fix them."

Luna said.

"Do you think she goes to Beauxbatons?" Hary asked after Luna left.

"Probably. No way is she from Durmstrang. That place is reserved for ugly gits like Krum."

"Well she definitely isn't from Hogwarts. You and me would notice a girl that looked

that...good." Ron said.

"Ahh so we see Potter and Weasley gaping at another girl? What happened Potter? Loony ain't

good enough for you?" Harry and Ron turned around and to their immense dislike saw Malfoy

with no other then his date ,Pansy Parkinson.

"At least he got a date, Draco. What no one wanted to go with you Weasley?" Pansy asked in

a sneering voice.

"All the girls probably were afraid he couldn't afford any dress robes." Malfoy said malicious

voice. They both squawked with laughter. Ron turned red.

"I'm going stag." he muttered in a barely audible voice.

"Stag? Stag? Is that best you could come up with?" Malfoy said peeling with laughter.

"Well if my only choice were that hideous date of yours I'd probably go stag too." Came a new

voice. The group saw that it was the girl in white.

"Who asked you?" Pansy said, furious at the girls insult.

"Yeah where's your date?" Malfoy asked angrily.

"I'm going stag too. It's much more fun to spend time with different people rather then confine

yourself to one person. Not that either of you two had much of a choice." the girl replied

smugly.

Malfoy and Pansy glared at her.

"Come on lets go." Malfoy said to Pansy throwing an evil look at the girl in white.

"Do those two often bother you?" she asked them once they had left. There was no response

for Harry and Ron were gaping at her too shocked for words. At that moment Luna came by.

"Why do you two look like fish? Oh hello and who are you?" she asked looking at the

newcomer. "Oh, lets wait awhile before I answer that question."

"Why?" both Harry and Ron asked at the same time.

"I like a bit of mystery. It adds something more when meeting people don't you think?" Harry

and Ron once again gaped at her but Luna said "I quite agree. It is much more fun isn't it? Oh

look Harry its 7 o clock. The people are going out to the Quidditch Field. Lets go shall we?"

and Luna grabbed Harry and they both went outside.

"Did you really prefer going stag rather then going with a date?" Ron asked the mysterious girl.

"No. I only said that to drive those two insane. Worked pretty well though, didn't it?" she said

laughing. Ron looked at her closely as she laughed.

"What?" she asked noticing his stare.

"Have we met?" he asked her.

"Well, what do you think? Do I look familiar?" she asked.

Ron looked closely.

"Well sort of but I just can't place you."

"Oh well looks like you won't find out for awhile now doesn't it?" Ron stared at her

openmouthed again.

"What is with you staring at me with your mouth wide open? I'm not going to feed you

anything." she laughed once more and Ron blushed.

"Well since we don't have any dates why don't we go with each other?" she said.

"Are you asking me to go with you to the ball?"

"No. I'm suggesting we go with each other. But you have a point. We can't officially go with

each other unless you ask me." Ron was shocked but this time he kept his mouth closed.

Any more mouth opening she'll think I'm a goldfish.

"Will you...g-go...w-with me—"

"No need to be nervous its not like I'm going to say no."

Ron was startled.

She does have a point.

"Will you go with me to the ball?" he said bluntly.

"Yes Mr. Weasley, I would love to go with you to the ball." she said smiling.

"Alright then. Err lets get going then won't we?" he offered his arm, just like he saw every other

boy did. She smiled more broadly and took his arm.

"You're quite the gentleman Mr. Weasley." she said as they walked to the Quidditch field.

"Hey, how did you know that was my last name?" he asked her.

"Well that's what that boy called you, and it's not like I don't have any ears." she laughed

again.

"Oh. Well don't call me that. You're making me sound like my older brother. Call me Ron."

"Alright. Ron." She smiled and Ron found himself smiling too.

Yes she's like really out of character but don't worry.