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Chapter 14:I've Got Big Balls

When they entered the great hall together a lot of people turned towards them and a whispering could be heard.

"Potter… with two dates?"

"Isn't that, that new girls?"

"The Slytherin?"

"She got expelled a few years ago!"

"Who is that other girl?"

"She looks familiar."

"Yeah, she does."

They saw Ron at a far table, his eyes wide with shock. He slowly got up and made his way over to them.

"Blimey Morgana, what happened to you?" he took her arm from Harry and led her over to the table. The other two sat down next to them. "I wouldn't have recognised you if you hadn't of come in with Harry."

"You don't like it?"

"Like it? You look bloody brilliant Moggi!"

"Thanks Ron. Pity Hermione's not here to see the results. She helped me after all."

"Oh, she can see it another time." Gisselle winked.

"I'm not sure if I should ask what that means." Harry said, obviously unsure if he really wanted to know the answer or not.

"Why is everybody staring?" Morgana asked her friends casually, already knowing the answer. "Anyone would think they'd never seen us before."

"Shut up Moggi," Ron playfully swatted her, "You know very well they're trying to figure out how they know you or where they've seen you before. You don't look a thing like what you did before. No one could ever see you under that veil of hair always hanging in you face."

"I hope you mean that in a nice way Ronald Weasley." She answered back just as playfully.

"Awww…. You know I do." He smiled, "Come on Moggi, let's dance!" He grabbed her hand and pulled her onto the dance floor. Timidly putting his hand on her waist they began to waltz in time with the other couples on the floor. Harry and Gisselle joined them a moment later doing much fancier moves than Ron obviously knew how to do. He seemed to be treating her so gently that Morgana had to laugh.

"Don't worry so much Ron, it's only me. The same Moggi you've always known."

"I know that… it's just… you don't look like the same Moggi. You look more like a Gisselle type of girl now and it's really good, I'm just not used to it."

"Well don't stress, it is me. Just new and improved, with better clothes."

Gisselle must have over heard them because she smiled deviously and added,

"Don't you mean a lot less and tighter clothes?" This comment made Ron's face start turning the colour of his hair because it was plain, as day to anyone who looked that Morgana's dress hid nothing from the imagination.

Both girls laughed, and Ron gave in twirling Morgana around the dance floor.

After a while everyone was called to find a seat before Professor Dumbledore gave a speech. Harry, Gisselle, Ron and Morgana sat along side Neville, Seamus, Dean and their dates, some girls from Hufflepuff.

"Good evening. As you all know, school examinations being Monday," a few groans came from students around the room. "So enjoy tonight, be merry and dance. Tonight's feast can be selected by you using these" he waved his hand slightly and as he did so, a card and quill appeared before each student. "Fold them then put them on the table when you are done and the order will be put through. Enjoy yourselves."

Morgana looked down at her card and picked up her quill. She chose roast beef and vegetables with cauliflower cheese. For desert she had hot apple pie with custard and vanilla ice cream.

An Hour Later:

Morgana and Harry were taking a turn around the dance floor. People were still looking at her curiously but due to the Hufflepuff girls and Neville, Seamus and Dean, people now had a name to go with the mysteriously familiar face.

The seventh years had all heard about her little tantrum with Professor Snape so there was a few rumours floating around about how she had suddenly changed so dramatically overnight. A few of her personal favourites were possession and multiple personalities.

Merlin some people were daft.

Gisselle came floating over and interrupted their dance.

"Hey Morgs, enjoying yourself?" she asked giving Harry an appraising look from the corner of her eye.

"Yes, of course I am."

"That's good. Hey Harry my sweetie, can I ask you a big favour?" Gisselle asked, her voice dripping with honey.

"Um… ok." He answered unsurely.

"Great. Could you possible grab us some drinks while we find a seat?"

Harry laughed, "Sure. I think I could manage that. Be back shortly."

Gisselle and Morgana made their way over to a fairly empty table and sat down.

"Ok, now that we are alone, see our little blond friend over there?"

Morgana looked to where her friend had motioned and Draco sat smirking at the laughing goons around him.

"Well anyway," Gisselle continued, "Apparently one of his friends commented on how…good… you looked tonight, in quite a crude manner mind you. His reply to this was to say you were the ugliest thing here tonight. His friend laughed and told him he was crazy and Draco, being the Malfoy that he is, said someone couldn't even pay him to touch you."

Morgana laughed, what he had said to her in the entrance hall playing clearly in her mind.

"So my idea, being Malfoy raised as I was, is to prove to him how stupid a comment that was and make him regret the day he ever said it."

"I assume you have a plan?"

"I always have a plan." Gisselle sounded slightly offended.

"Well…? What is it?"

"To get him to eat his words of course. By the time we finish with him, he's going to be following you around like a love sick puppy."

"He is? And what makes you so sure Draco Malfoy, Slytherin and king wanker will trail after me, a Gryffindor book worm with a make over?"

"Because," Gisselle smiled, "I'm on the case."

Just then, Harry and Ron came running over. Drinks in hands they both were obviously trying hard not to laugh.

"Guess what!" Ron whispered loudly. "Guess what we were just told!"

Harry didn't wait for the surprised girls to answer before he continued on from Ron.

"Malfoy turned Susan Bones's hair bright green earlier and actually got a detention. It looked hilarious! But get this, Snape was the one who gave him the detention!"

"So… I have to spend my night with both Professor Snape and Draco Malfoy." Morgana tried to sound like she was complaining and upset by the idea. Really though, all she could think about was how much fun it would be. Two Slytherin's and a Gryffindor locked in a room.

"Oh sorry Moggi. But you've got to admit it is weird. I wonder what got Snape's knickers in such a bunch." Ron mused.

At the comment about who'd tampered with Snape's knickers Morgana's face went red and Gisselle started to laugh.

They went back to dancing not long after that and Morgana was surprised when a seventh year Ravenclaw asked her to join him for one of the slow songs.

The guys name was Rhys Myers and he was nice looking with dark hair and vivid blue eyes. He was at least a full head taller than Morgana and was quite free with his hands. During the dance, much to her and all her friend's surprise he put his hand squarely on her ass. She didn't move it however; she kinda liked the attention she was getting. She saw Ron getting annoyed though. During the song following that, she shocked Rhys by pushing herself against him as they moved, it was more than fun as she felt him grow hard because of it. The fun was short lived though as Ron came over and claimed his date back. Giving the seventh year boy a murderous look as he started to protest.

"What was that Moggi?!" he demanded quietly so no one could hear them.

"What was what?" she replied innocently.

"You and him, you were… he was…"

"Dancing?"

"No. It was more than that, he was groping your behind and you let him!"

"So? If I have no problem with it then you shouldn't. Plus, it was harmless Ron. A little flirting that's all." She explained while trying not to laugh at his over protectiveness.

"I just don't want people to think that they can use you, that's all." Ron sighed.

Morgana laughed softly and hugged her friend. If anyone was going to do the using it would be her.

During the next hour or so Gisselle managed to get up to some of her normal mischief. She had danced, quite provocatively mind you, with almost every guy attending the ball, leaving a trail of very angry witches in her wake. Harry took this all in his stride, dancing with a few of the ones more 'hell bent on revenge'. Morgana danced mainly with Ron but a couple of others had managed to get one in while Ron wasn't looking. Rhys came back for another two dances before Ron almost ended up punching him.

Gisselle and Draco danced together for a long time causing much commotion at their table. Still, she was fun to watch and when the song 'REV' by 'Puscifer' began to play (A/N: This song is from the Underworld soundtrack and is one of the most seductive songs I've ever heard) Gisselle dragged Morgana into the centre of the crowd and they then began to dance with each other. Swaying their hips slowly and sensuously in time with the overpoweringly, seductive song. Every male (excluding Dumbledore) couldn't keep their eyes from following each and every movement produced by the two teenage girls.

Morgana searched for her upcoming prey (Malfoy) and found him leaning against the wall towards the back. His eyes were glued to them but she knew he may be only watching Gisselle but she highly doubted it. In any other situation yes, Gisselle stood out more but right now she knew they looked like equals. She knew she looked good for her friend had made sure of that.

Gisselle motioned for her to grab a guy and a red faced Ron made his way over to join her. Harry was clearly enjoying himself with Gisselle as she rubbed her back against him.

Morgana's arms snaked around Ron's neck and his around her waist.

"Don't worry so much Ron," she whispered into his ear as she began to dace dirtily in his arms. "I'm not trying to get you into bed. Your still Hermione's."

He physically relaxed slightly and began to dace with her. She would have to tell him one day that he smelt really good. Not like anything in particular just really damn good.

Morgana only had a half-hour before she was due for detention. The time had fled her too quickly and it was sad. She was having such a good time; she hadn't felt this… great before. Still, all good things must come to an end.

Harry and Gisselle snuck out the hall being noticed by only a few. Morgana so wanted what they had at the moment, someone to kiss. All she had was a best friend that was already taken.

She decided to leave a little early so she had ample time to change and get into something more appropriate for detention.

She kissed Ron goodnight (on the cheek only ppls) and headed out the door. On the way out Rhys stopped her.

"Hey, leaving so soon?"

"Detention." She answered him. "Got a goodnight kiss for me before I leave?"

His surprised showed before a sly smile spread across his perfect face. He leaned over and captured her lips with his. His mouth was hot and inviting as he pulled her closer. Tasting of lollies and other good things. After a few more moments they parted.

"Goodnight Morgana." She nodded and continued on her way.

She chose a pair of tight black pants and her grey school jumper, then put her robe on over the top. Oh, she wanted to play with some Slytherin's tonight.

"Professor, I don't see why I need to be her. I didn't do anything wrong." Draco stated as he found a seat at the front of the classroom.

"Shut up Mr. Malfoy. I am not in the mood for hearing complaints from the likes of you. As amusing as Miss Bones's hair may have appeared, here is where you will stay until I feel the urge to say detention is over. Do I make myself clear?" Snapes voices whispered threateningly. He had made his point exceedingly clear, even to Morgana so Draco nodded his head in silence.

"And as for you Miss Blackwater, after a week of your company I am truly sick of the sight of you. I do not wish to spend another night after this with you. Is that clear?"

She looked down at her feet. She had known something like this was coming. After being caught by Gisselle they could no longer be stuck together alone. So she replied with a simple,

"Yes, Sir."

They had been there an hour already. Her organising and categorising feathers and Draco washing out dirty jars that had once contained such things as animal and plant parts.

She put the last Jobberknoll feather into it's section before turning to her Professor with a questioning look.

"Now dust, straighten and organise the cupboard of restricted potions Miss Blackwater. I want them in alphabetical order and the expiry dates all checked and noted. Make a list of potions that I am running low on or that need replacing. I'm sure I can trust someone like…you…" he paused, "with such an important task." If she didn't know him better it would have sounded like he detested her but she did and she knew it was all for show. Morgana heard Draco snigger behind his hand.

"I wouldn't put that hand too close to your face Malfoy." It was now her turn to smile, "That jar you are holding had Dragon's bile in it. I'm sure it would be delicious if you accidentally got some in your mouth. Imagine what wonderful things it would do to you."

Draco's face paled a little as he looked down at his hands in disgust.

"Stupid Mudblood." He spoke harshly meeting her eye.

"Stupid?" she asked surprised. "Now really Draco, that doesn't say much about you then does it? For if I'm stupid but you're the one who was about to corrode his mouth, throat and stomach, well that doesn't make you particularly smart now either, does it?"

He glared at her, she figured he wasn't used to her having the nerve to talk back to him.

She took all the bottles down shelf by shelf, precariously dusting them, checking the dates before putting them back on the shelf. When she had finished almost an hour later (The cupboard isn't that big), she noticed both Snape and Draco watching her. Taking this to her advantage, she very slowly slid her robe from her shoulders before throwing it unceremoniously onto the bench. She picked up her list and slid over to Snape's desk. He was sitting in his chair behind it so she lent over the front (Giving Draco a perfect view of her behind) and put the papers before him. Before she turned around she gave her Professor a wink then walked back over to where he cloak lay.

"Would you like me to stay longer Sir?" she smiled sweetly.

"Sweep the floor and then you may go." He was trying so hard not to look at her for he knew she was just playing with both Slytherin's.

She grabbed the broom and swept the whole area, leaving near Draco till last.

"Oh gee, it's the Gryffindor slut." He whispered so only she could hear. "Everybody saw you with both Weasley and Myers all night. Slut."

She laughed as she put the broom down.

"You sound jealous Draco. Sad I didn't give you a kiss goodnight too? Just a hint though, don't let anyone else catch you sounding like that now will you." And before he could answer she had grabbed her cloak and was bounding out of the room calling,

"Night Professor." Behind her.