Giggles filled the corridor as a group of girls (and a few guys) peer into a room. In the middle of the room stands the form of THE HARRY POTTER! His hair is mussed and sweat pours down his face. This gives him a sexy look. He picks up a weight. (AN Yes Hogwarts now has a weight room) The he turns to the mirror on the wall. Looking into the mirror his lifts the weights. As he poses the gathering outside swoons at the sight of his sweat cover muscles that ripple along his bare torso. Neville faints at the sheer beauty of the sight.

Harry is oblivious to the gathering as he stares into the mirror. He leans in closer and murmurs to his reflection, "aren't you a beautiful beast?" Then the group outside gasps in horror as he leans forward and gives the mirror a french kiss. He then proceeds to make out with the reflection. Screams fill the corridor and the people run to barf into the nearest bathroom or for the weaker ones, the nearest vase. No one returned to gaze at the sexy boy while he worked out. However they still longed for him to get over himself and ask them out.

They finally got a chance to have their dreams fulfilled When the time came for the Valentine Dance they all sent him pink hearts and chocolate kisses. Each one begged for him to go to the dance with the sender. He however declined all he invitations saying he already had a date. When the time came, he arrived to the dance fashionably late. People turned, anxious to see who he had with him for his date. Only to see a magic replica of himself as a girl in a pink dress dangling from his arm.

The replica giggled and toyed with his/her hair. Harry (male) smiled at it(?) and placed a kiss on the replica's lips. Men gaped at the girl(?) and women swooned at Harry(male). The music started and everyone grabbed their partners and took them out onto the dance floor. Harry and the replica swirled out onto the floor. After the song was over the replica gave Harry a kiss and left him to go to the punch bowl, which aparently one of the twins had spiked. This was seen by the two sprawled forms beneathe the table. The female(?) got herself(?) a beverage and stood there delicately sipping away.

Meanwhile Harry(guy) went over to speak with Dean and Oliver Wood.

Over by the punch bowl the replica was being approached by a drunk figure, "Soooooo, Sweet Cheeks, hic, watcha doin Babe."

The replica turned and stared at the drunk Ron.

"Do ya wanna, hic, come with me to a real, hic, party?"

The replica leaned forward and began to make out with the stunned redhead until Ron was pulled off of her by and enraged Harry(male). Everyone stopped what they where doing to see the threesome.

"Whatcha doing with my girl WESELBY?"

Ron just stared dumbly at Harry.

"No more messing with my FIANCE!"

Everyone stood wide eyed at that coment. Wails rose from the gathering while love struck students began to weep. Neville actually became hystarical. One of the twins stared at Harry and friends, "hic"

OK that was the stupidest thing I have ever written. Plz don't flame my first humor fic even though I know you'll hate it

Tell me if I should cont.