Wow, I'm updating!
Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter.
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Harry looked in the mirror to see if he looked okay. In his opinion he didn't; the bottle green robes made him look like a skinny cricket. He shrugged, and heard someone enter the cabin.
Ron walked up to Harry clutching his maroon dress robes.
"Well, Ron?" asked Harry, trying to get Ron to spill about he and Hermione.
"Well what?" asked Ron.
"You know... the ball?"
"Oh, yeah, I'm going with Hermione."
"That's all?" asked Harry. He thought Ron would at least tell him what happened, even though he knew.
"Yeah." Ron threw on his robes and went to brush his teeth.
Harry stood there in shock. What was up with Ron? Harry was sure Ron would be telling him everything!
"Well, see you mate," said Harry, and he grabbed a bouquet of roses and headed out the door. He went down to the girls cabin and knocked on the door saying it was Harry.
The door opened, and Morgan stood there in a pretty white dress that showed her figure. Harry handed her the roses.
"Thanks, Harry," said Morgan giving him a hug.
Harry offered her his arm, which she took, and then they left for the ball.
When they reached it (in the Great Tent), there were already people dancing. Harry looked around and saw Neville stepping all over Ginny's feet as he danced with her. Nick and Kaitlyn were chatting happily. Matthew was making out with Cho in the corner.
Harry was nervous. He didn't like to dance, and he was pretty sure Morgan did.
"Um... Harry?" asked Morgan.
"Yeah, ok," mumbled Harry, and he took her hand, leading her on the dance floor.
They danced at a quick pace, which Harry felt very stupid. He kept looking at the door waiting for Hermione and Ron to show up.
After a few minutes of dancing, Harry and Morgan got a table by their-selves in the corner.
"You have really awesome eyes, Harry," commented Morgan. She smiled.
"Thanks, though I've never liked lurid green," mumbled Harry.
"They're not lurid green!" laughed Morgan.
"Yes, the-" Harry stopped. Hermione and Ron entered the Great Tent. Ron looked very bad in his maroon robes, while Hermione had the pretty blue robes she had on at the Yule ball.
Harry stared at them, wishing he could hear what they were saying to each other.
"Harry?" asked Morgan.
"Um, yeah, sorry," said Harry, his attention returning to Morgan.
"What is up with you? You seem really distant."
"Nothing," lied Harry.
They sat there in silence. After a while, a seventh year asked Morgan to dance.
"Sure," said Morgan. She was a little bored. Harry was distant.
She and the guy went onto the dance floor. Harry sipped his drink thoughtfully.
After a few dances, Morgan returned.
"Harry, are you sur-"
"Excuse me for a minute," mumbled Harry, making his way towards Hermione and Ron.
"What's up?" asked Harry to Ron when he got there.
"Oh, well Ron..." Hermione burst out laughing. "He put..."
"It was so bloody funny!" laughed Ron.
"He was so dumb."
"Worse than Crabbe."
"I bet his dates not going to like her time with him!"
Harry felt stupid. What the hell were they talking about?
He eventually walked back over to Morgan, and started dancing with her...
2 hours later.
Harry and Morgan were sitting down again, and finally talking and having a good time. Though of course, Matthew had to show up.
"Hello, Pothead," smiled Matthew.
"Shut up," said Harry.
"Aw, ickle Pothead got his feelings hurt?" asked Matthew sarcastically.
"SHUT UP!" shouted Harry.
"Well, now Mr. Pothead's got a temper," laughed Matthew.
Harry pushed Matthew hard into a table.
"What are you doing Harry?" asked Morgan, trying to hold Harry back.
Matthew got back up, and punched Harry square on his eye.
Harry felt his eye hurting like hell. He kicked Matthew right where it hurt and then punched him hard on the nose so that it started bleeding.
Students started crowding around Harry and Matthew.
Matthew and Harry then got their wands out.
"Don't make me, Potter!" said Matthew.
"Cru-" started Harry, but Morgan kicked him hard in the stomach. Harry fell over, and Morgan stood right over him looking horrified.
"You're just the same as Matthew," mumbled Morgan and then left.
Harry stood there, his nose bleeding, and his eye bruised. People were staring at him. Ron and Hermione ran over.
"What happened?" asked Hermione, looking at Harry quizzically.
Harry walked out.
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There you go! Another chapter. I know this one wasn't funny at all. I didn't make it to be.