OMW! AUNTARCTIC!!! YOU HAVE BEEN VERY CRUEL TO ME!!!

Here are the bloody votes:

Terra: 81 votes. Auntarctic emailed me about 50 times to vote. Auntarctic, you are not allowed to do that anymore. Unless I give you permission. Lol.

Cho: 34 votes.

Cari: 21 votes.

Luna: 20 votes.

Jamie: 10 votes.

Kaitlyn: 5 votes.

Mandy: 3 votes.

Trish: 2 votes.

Katie: 1 vote.

Okay thanks for the votes... By the way, I have a new fic called: Camp 7 and 3 quarters, and I just posted Ch. 2 up, so if you want to, please check it out.

ONWARD!

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Harry's next rose ceremony was finally here. Harry didn't know what to think. He went downstairs at 8:00, and entered the rose room. The girls were already there, in their groups, however, there were only 9 left.

"Hello, ladies," breathed Harry slowly. The girls nodded, and some just stared at him (guess who).

Hagrid entered the room, and said, "You next rose ceremony, Harry. How are you feeling?"

"I just want to get it over with," said Harry, looking at the girls.

"Well, you know the drill, you give 6 roses tonight, three girls go home." Hagrid left the room, leaving Harry.

"My first rose goes to... Kaitlyn," said Harry, and Kaitlyn jumped up. "Do you accept this rose?"

"Duh." Kaitlyn kissed Harry smoothly on the lips.

"My second rose goes to... Terra." Terra walked up, and Harry asked, "Do you accept this rose?" She nodded, and gave Harry a small kiss on the cheek.

"My third rose goes to... Cari." Cari jumped up, and Harry questioned, "Do you accept this rose?" She nodded, and gave Harry a peck on the lips.

"My fourth rose goes to... Cho." Cho came up, and Harry asked, "Do you accept this rose?"

"Of course," muttered Cho, giving him a sweeping kiss.

"My fifth rose goes to... Jamie," mumbled Harry, as Jamie walked up. "Do you accept this rose?" Jamie nodded, and gave him a small hug and a pat on the back (don't ask).

The last rose... the last rose... Harry looked at the four girls left. Trish was the hottest girl and best kisser he had ever met. Katie was an auror, and sounded like she had a lot in common with Harry. Mandy seemed to have a lot of depth, like Hermione said. So each girl had a ton of pros and cons...

My last rose goes to..." Harry paused. This was pure instinct. "My last rose goes to Luna." There was a huge sound of shock from the crowd, and Luna walked up. "Do you accept this rose?" asked Harry. Luna nodded, and whispered a small "thank-you" in his ear as she hugged him.

Hagrid walked in, and said, "All right, ladies who did not get a rose, say your good-byes." The girls hugged each other, and one-by-one walked up to Harry.

Katie walked up and said slowly, "Too bad you didn't get to know me, or else I might have gotten..." She shushed herself and left.

Mandy walked up next. "I thought we had a connection."

"We did, but, I mean, it's not right to mention that you're going to write an article about this thing on our date," muttered Harry.

"Oh. Well, I hope you find someone." Mandy left.

Trish came up. "Most of these women are way immature!"

"You know, Trish, I think your immature," said Harry.

"HOW DARE YOU..."

"You are the weakest link, good-bye!" said Harry quickly pushing Trish out of the door.

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YAY! This chappie is finally done!