"Ash?" called Hermione. Ash had finally fallen asleep. Hermione came and sat down and looked at Ash. She didn't have any scars that were magical anyway. She had teat stains on her cheeks. Her brown hair partly covering her face you couldn't even tell that she was breathing except for the fact that her chest was moving. Hermione went back down stairs and sat by Ron.

"Hermione?" Harry said.

"I don't want to hear what you have to say. Its bad enough that you kissed Cho but then you just have to go and tell the whole school that her parents were killed by Voldemort. I mean you don't like the attention so you thought hey maybe I could tell the whole school about Ash's little secret and make her have a little bit of the pain." And with that she got up and left.

"Jeese is it just me or has every girl been PMSing or gone completely mad."

The next day Ash awoke dreading that night.

"Oh good you're awake Ash."

"Yeah. Hermione are you sure I have to got to the ball?"

"Yep. It will cheer you up."

"Oh yeah dancing with a guy when my boyfriend was cheating on me. And I wouldn't even know who the guy was."

"Yeah well that makes it exciting doesn't and he wouldn't even know who you were either."

"Yeah still do I have to go?"

"Yes you do."

"What time is it Hermione?"

"Um… according to my watch it is," she paused, "eleven thirty."

"What time is the ball?"

"Eight."

"What are we going to do for eight hours?"

"Well we are going to get something to eat first. Umm… well its going to take us three hours to get ready."

"That long?"

"That's how long it took me last time. And for the rest of the time I guess we'll just do our homework and do stuff."

"Something tells me this is going to be a very boring day." Ash said as they were walking down the stairs. Ash was relieved that Harry didn't come over and try to apologies.

"Ron?"

"Yeah?"

"I really screwed up yesterday didn't I?"

"Yeah you did."

"I don't think I'm going to go to the ball."

"Why?" because who ever I dance with is going to know its me and then they wont dance with me so there is no point in going."

"No you have to go any way I know a couple of spells. They wont make the scar go away but it will change you're eye color and your hair color. You can just fix your hair so that your scar wont show."

"You sure it will work."

"Pretty much."

"When will it wear off?"

"Don't know but don't worry if it changes then you can just say you're tired and then go up here and no one will know that you came to the ball."

"Thanks Ron."

"No problem."

The day went by to quickly for Ash.

"Hermione what time is it?"

Hermione looked at her watch and yelped.

"What?"

"Its six Ash we have to get ready." And with that she grabbed Ash's arm and dragged her up to the common room.

"Hermione?" called Ron.

"Yeah?"

"Will I know its you just wait at a table I'll see your red hair then I'll tell you its me ok?"

"Yeah all right."

Hermione and Ash put on their dresses.

"Eek Hermione I'm stuck!" Ash yelled from somewhere inside her dress. Hermione helped Ash and then the girls started to put their make up on.

"What time is it now?" Ash asked Hermione.

"Would you stop asking me that. It is seven thirty. We better hurry or we're going to be late." So they put on their masks and did their hair. Hermione put some of the hair potion on and then let her hair lay on her shoulders. Ash put her hair up in a bun and had a couple curls of hair fall down to frame her face.

"Can you tell its me?" Asked Hermione smiling.

"Nope. Can you tell its me?"

"Nope. Well we should be heading down." In the boys dormitory Ron was making Harry look different too. Ron wore a black tux that was a little to big for him and a black mask.

"What color do you want you're eyes?"

"Uhh… don't know umm brown I guess." Ron put the spell on Harry.

"And your hair?"

"What do you think it should be?"

"How about blond then no one will no its you."

"No how about a light brown. I don't want to look like Malfoy." Ron did another spell. Harry looked in the mirror. With his mask on and his eyes and hair. You couldn't tell that it was him.

"So can you tell that I'm Ron."

"Truthfully Ron umm… you're the only one with that red of hair."

"Shoot oh well. At least Hermione will know who I am."

"Can you tell its me?"

"Not at all mate." So they left down the stairs.

"Lets sit at this table."

"Ok said Harry." he sat on the opposite side of Ron.

"Hey hun." Said a female voice behind Ron.

"Hey you look great Hermione." Ron said.

"Thank you. You don't look to bad your self." And so she sat down.