Okay, I'm sorry I haven't updated for like 3 days... though... that's not very long, come to think of it, lol!

The voting results are:

Cho: 22 votes
Luna: 13 votes
Terra: 9 votes
Cari: 9 votes
Jamie: 8 votes
Kaitlyn: 3 votes
Mandy: 1 vote

Thanks for voting. You know what? I just thought of something. I'm going to make this chapter long... Well... I'll try to make it long. I'm not very good at detail, and stuff like that.

So, keep up the good work...um... reviewing, and well... REVIEW! LOL. Onward!

O.A.B.T.W: Two ppl say I should do the "Does the bachelor really work" and the other 2 ppl say I should do the camp 7 ¾. I think I'm gonna do the bachelor one after this... and probably the camp one if all goes well.

ONWARD TO THE STORY NOW!

Harry's next date was going to be a dinner date with Mandy. However, instead of the usual dinner date on land, they were going to be on a magic carpet instead...

The magic carpet had been invented only a few years ago... after Harry graduated. It was not as fast as a broom, but it was more comfortable, and had a smoother ride. The bigger the carpet, the better and more expensive it was. Harry hoped his carpet would be big.

He got into some fancy dress-robes and headed down towards the main lobby at 6. Mandy was already there in a stunning strapless dress. It was a ruby red, and she had matching earrings.

"Hi," said Harry breathlessly.

"Hi."

"You look... amazing," stuttered Harry, trying to find words. Mandy blushed.

"Thanks, you too."

Hagrid walked down, and his jaw dropped when he saw Mandy. Wow was all he could say.

"All right, we have managed to get you and Mr. Potter a very expensive Persian carpet. Please treat it well," started Hagrid as he stared at Mandy. "Now there is a picnic basket on it, and the food inside, is roast beef, mashed potatoes, and that sort of thing. We have put a charm on the carpet so that it will go through the countryside."

"So that means we can see the scenery?" asked Mandy hopefully.

Hagrid nodded. "So you can see the scenery. Now, follow me," said Hagrid, as he walked towards the huge front doors. He opened them, and they all stepped outside to see a beautiful carpet levitating a few feet from the ground.

It was certainly an antique, and it looked slightly faded, with beautiful pinks and blues in the design. Harry would say this carpet probably cost more than the new Nimbus racing brooms out right now.

"This is a pretty print," muttered Mandy as she pointed at the carpet. "It must be extremely expensive."

"We're borrowing it, and we do not want any stains in it. It's handmade too, so that makes it very expensive," answered Hagrid. "Now, jump on!"

Harry and Mandy got onto it, and were amazed by how comfortable the carpet was. Hagrid passed them a heavy basket, which they took for their food.

"Have a nice night," smiled Hagrid. "NOW OFF YA GO!" he shouted, and hit the end of the carpet, as if it was a horse. It immediately took off.

For a few minutes Harry and Mandy remained in silence, just watching the countryside as they went by. It was beautiful, with the sunset, fields and forests, and well... Mandy.

"So, what do you do?" asked Harry curiously.

"I'm a writer, I like to write books about nature, and since I'm muggle-born, I write books about muggle traditions and things like that."

"Have you ever written for a magazine? Or a newspaper?" asked Harry. He could see Mandy writing about nature. This date would be great for her.

"Um... I have written for the Daily Prophet, though I didn't enjoy it. Mostly because they have that bloody reporter, Rita Skeeter still writing there."

"She still writes?" asked Harry.

"Unfortunately, but I have written for magazines. I've written for the Quibbler a bunch. Luna is very nice, though she puts weird articles in her magazine."

"Yeah, I know what you mean."

"I think I might do an article on this experience, and I bet Luna will do one too," said Mandy thoughtfully. "And all the other girls... the one's who want too, at least."

"An article on the Bachelor?"

"Yeah, I bet I would get a good bit of publicity for it, and it would boost my career."

"Um... okay. Do you want to start eating yet?" asked Harry.

"Sure, I'm starving!" laughed Mandy. Harry opened the basket and found exactly what Hagrid said: a roast beef, mashed potatoes, corn, and a pumpkin pie. He spread it out onto some dishes. At the bottom of the picnic basket he found some white wine, which he poured into two glasses.

"Well, I guess we're having muggle dates right now, aren't we?" asked Mandy, and Harry nodded.

"My last date, Kaitlyn and me watched a muggle movie."

"She already told me," giggled Mandy, and they started eating.

Harry and Mandy sat in silence and ate. It was starting to get dark, so Harry transfigured a few candles onto the carpet for light... and to make it more romantic. Mandy suddenly stopped eating.

"Hold on... shouldn't muggles... see us?" asked Mandy, anxiously.

"Blimey, they can, can't they?" asked Harry. He looked around in panic, but then noticed a small scrap of paper in the basket. He took it out, and read aloud:

"In case I forget to tell you, muggles can't see the carpet, 'cause we put some charms on it... so it just looks like your surroundings... except to the people on it of course."

"Well, that was lucky," laughed Mandy, as Harry finished reading the note. They both laughed, and Harry started cutting out two pieces of pumpkin pie. He gave one to Mandy, and then started on his own piece.

"This is delicious!" exclaimed Mandy as she held up her pie.

"Yeah," Harry agreed. "I'm going to have this more often."

When they finished, Harry muttered "scrougify" and their dishes were instantly clean. He put them back into the basket, and then put his arm around Mandy, as they looked into the distance.

"So... about your Bachelor article," started Harry. "Are you going to put in it, like what happened on my dates? I wouldn't want my friends reading that stuff."

Mandy smiled. "I won't put that in... if you kiss me?" She looked straight into Harry's eyes. Harry smiled and leaned in to kiss her. She held back a second, and then kissed him passionately.

When their lips parted, Harry asked, "Is that better?"

"I guess so," laughed Mandy, as she gave Harry a dreamy look.

"Good," laughed Harry, as he leaned in for another kiss. She blushed; the next few minutes they just sat their kissing... until Mandy pulled away.

"Now that's enough."

"Okay," said Harry, though he was slightly disappointed.

Mandy scratched her head, as if she was thinking. Then a smile formed on her face. "Harry, do you think we could take this carpet out of auto- pilot." She gave him puppy-eyes.

Harry smiled, and said, "I think we can, we just have to figure out how to work it."

"Act like it's a broom," offered Mandy.

Harry took this idea, and slid to the front of the carpet. He clutched the front, and rolled it together, so that it looked like half of the carpet was a handle. He turned the "handle" to the left, and the carpet went left.

"I think I figured out," muttered Harry, as he did a few spins. "HOLD ON!" Mandy grabbed onto him, and Harry did a few loops. He moved the carpet side to side, and did 5 loops in a row. Mandy looked at Harry in awe.

"How are we going to get back?"

"Well, I don't really... I guess just go back..." Harry looked nervous. How would they get back? He didn't know how to put the carpet back on autopilot.

"Damn. Well, just try to find you're way..."

Harry turned the carpet around and headed south. He had no idea where he was going, just where he needed to get to. Behind him, Mandy transfigured a map. He could hear her mumbling to herself, trying to find out where they were.

An hour passed, and Harry was feeling horrible. Why did this date have to go so wrong? He looked down and saw a river below him.

Suddenly Mandy shouted, "NOW, I KNOW WHERE WE ARE!!!" She pointed to a spot on the map, which showed a long river. "Follow by this, we need to get here." She pointed to a long line she had drawn on the map.

"Thank the lord for you, Mandy," said Harry, as he gave her a kiss on the cheek. Mandy blushed, and Harry went west, to the mansion. When they got there, Hagrid had a worried look on his face.

"Where the hell have you been? It's 11!" Hagrid shouted. Harry smiled and told them the whole story.

"We had a busy night," concluded Mandy, giving Harry a small smile, as they headed inside the mansion.

Darn, I only got to 5 pages. Oh well, this has been the longest chapter so far! Applause coming from no where But... I have 5 pages... and I ALMOST have 6... Maybe if I talk a while, I will have 6, LOL.

Now, I'd just like to say that I think I have improved on the British stuff. Though, I shall never do a story with British ppl again. Lol, only joking. If I do another H.P. book, I will have to, darn it!

YES, I NOW HAVE 6 PAGES! WOO-HOO! This is a special moment!