Ok, onward to the next chapter... the voting results are:

Cho: 18 votes- She's got a very big fan club Luna: 12 votes- Where did all of the Luna supporters go? I used to have a TON... Terra: 8 votes- Auntarctic, you're not the only Terra-Voter anymore, LOL Cari: 8 votes- Yay, to tell you the truth, I meant this character to be a bit like me
Jamie: 7 votes- She's gone on a date right?
Kaitlyn: 2 votes- She hasn't gone a date, has she, I'll have to change that...

Oh, and yall nice ppls have started to answer my what should I do next story:

2 of you say that I should do the Camp 7 ¾ story
1 of you say that I should do the Does the Bachelor really work story.

Maybe I should do both... Anyway, I've just realized something... At the final rose ceremony, im gonna get a lot of angry reviews, cuz sum ppls wont hav their favorites win... and so they'll murder me... oh no, now im scared!

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER!!!!!

Harry's next date was going to be a private one with Kaitlyn. He would be going to the movies (I know wizard's don't have movies, but a friend gave me an idea), or that was at least what Hagrid told him. It was going to be a late movie too, like at 8:30. And it was a muggle movie, called... what was it... Pirates of the Carribean or something.

So anyway, Harry spent the whole day, just flying around in his Firebolt, just trying to relax. He didn't know why he was feeling so jumpy lately.

At 8:30, he went down to the main lobby. A few minutes later, Kaitlyn arrived, with a big smile on her face. "Hi-ya, Harry," she said cheerfully.

"Hello," said Harry. "Um... are you muggle-born... or what?"

She looked surprised by the question and said slowly, "Um... yeah, I am... Why?"

"We're going to be watching some muggle movie tonight..."

"Ooh, what is it?" asked Kaitlyn.

"Pirates of the um... um... BLOODY HELL, WHAT IS IT?" said Harry, trying to think.

"Pirates of the Carribean?" asked Kaitlyn curiously.

"Oh, yeah, that's it," said Harry. "Pirates of the Carribean... does that mean we're going to watch some dumb muggles blow themselves up?" Harry thought back on the only muggle movie he had ever seen... one called... well he couldn't even remember. It was really bad though.

"Of course not! That movie is supposed to be really good. My mum told me!" Hagrid came forth to them, but he did not have a rose with him. Harry was about to comment, but Hagrid cut him off:

"Alright, we have set up a private room for you to watch your movie," Hagrid started, pointing to Harry's wing of the mansion. "Because, of course, wizards don't have movie... um... what ever muggles call them. We wanted a date to um... have some muggle things in it. So uh... this way please."

Hagrid led them down the hall, and opened a door to a very dark and small room. There was a small couch at the back of the room, but no TV to watch the movie on. Two tables were at each end of the couch, both piled with muggle popcorn, chocolate frogs, Bertie's Botts Every Flavor Beans, and pumpkin juice.

"Um... Hagrid?" asked Kaitlyn.

"What?"

"We need a screen to watch the movie on..."

"No we don't, that's muggle rubbish! We're only using a muggle movie to play. I hope it won't be boring, you know muggles." Kaitlyn and Harry sat down on the couch, both confused as to how they were going to watch the movie. Their question was soon answered.

"Leviota Screenio!" shouted Hagrid, holding his umbrella out. A huge screen appeared right in front of Harry and Kaitlyn. It was slightly see through, as if you could touch through it, and it looked slightly like a projector, but the picture was great.

"Now, I told you we didn't that muggle rubbish," said Hagrid confidently. Kaitlyn shrugged. "Movie's starting, I'll see you later."

Harry and Kaitlyn loved the Pirates of the Carribean. Harry thought Elizabeth (Keira Knightley) was hot, and laughed at all the dumb muggle guns in the movie. Kaitlyn thought Will (Orlando Bloom) was hot and agreed with her mum that the movie was great. They held hands during the entire film, and whenever the little pirate monkey would come on, Kaitlyn screamed. When the credits rolled, Harry and Kaitlyn started talking.

Author's Note: In case you don't know anything about Pirates of the Carribean, it's basically about Will Turner (Orlando Bloom) learning about his dad, getting the girl (Keira Knightley), you know. There are a bunch of pirates with a curse, which makes them not able to eat or drink or die, or do anything. Jack Sparrow (Johnny Depp) is also trying to get his old ship back, The Black Pearl. It's too hard to explain the whole movie. If you haven't seen it though, you GOT to! IT'S ONE OF THE BESTEST MOVIES IN THE WORLD!!!

"Well, you have to agree, that this movie was not 'muggle rubbish'," laughed Kaitlyn.

"They still blew each other up!"

"So, it's fun to watch people blow each other up."

"It's dumb. Though the movie was funny," commented Harry. "How can muggles come up with stuff like this? For a movie, you need magic."

"For a movie, you need special effects."

"What are special effects?" asked Harry. He had obviously forgotten everything about the muggle world... which wasn't that surprising.

"It's like... I don't know, it's like magic, except with computers..."

"Muggles can perform magic?"

"NO! You really need to brush up on your muggle knowledge!"

"Well, you need to stop making me confused," joked Harry.

"Is this confusing?" asked Kaitlyn, as she leaned in, and kissed Harry.

"No, I don't think so," Harry smiled, and started kissing Kaitlyn passionately. They stayed glued for a minute, and then Hagrid interrupted.

"HAGRID!" shouted Harry, embarrassed.

"Oh, um... sorry, don't want to interrupt anything..."

"You really need to work on you're timing."

"Um... yeah... are you done... um," Hagrid paused, his face was bright red.

"YES!" shouted Harry. This was so bloody embarrassing. "We're leaving... NOW!" Harry and Kaitlyn rushed out, both laughing hard.

"I'll guess I'll see you around, Harry," laughed Kaitlyn. She leaned in, and gave him a small kiss on the cheek, and then down the hall towards her wing of the mansion. Harry rubbed the spot on his cheek.