Annabella woke Sky up, who had been napping. She liked napping. Napping was fun. "WHAT!" she whined, slowly opening her eyes.

"We're going in half an hour! Get dressed!" Annabella said, swatting at Sky's hair.

Sky looked her over. She wore a tight red dress that reached a little past her thighs, her hair was up in a tight bun, and she had fabulous make-up on. "Okay..." Sky muttered, and went to take a shower.

-Ten minutes later-

Sky got out of the shower, drying her hair. She rummaged through her small closet, and finally pulled out a slinky blue dresswith long slits up the side and a low-cut back. She put it on, and a thrill ran though her as she glanced at herself in the mirror. If someone didn't ask her to dance in this outfit, no one ever would. She twirled, loving the way the dress exposed her tan legs and back.

She picked up silver heart-shaped earrings, hooking them on to her ears. Blowing her hair back, she put some hair glitter leading into her hairline. She liked the look. She put blue glitter under her eyelids, and sparkly blue mascara on the lower part of her eyelid. Then she put on wraparound silver high heels, and look at herself in the mirror. Fantastic.

She went to find Annabella, and saw her and Arty waiting for her, chatting quietly. She sighed, at least she wouldn't have to see Arty too much tonight. It had been too embarressing. In fact, it embarressed her to think how much she wanted him. She looked at him briefly: black baggy jeans, a black Split Habit hoodie, and a beanie. She laughed, and they finally noticed her. Annabella grinned, nodding. She slightly noticed Arty's eyes wonder to her body longer than they should have. She wondered why she ignored it instead of tisking at him like she usually did.

Hogsmeade: Midnight Magic 15-20 Club-

Once they got there, they split in three ways. Arty to check out the band-with most of the girls' (and some boys') eyes following him; Annabella to the drinks table to see if anyone will ask her -which they did- and of course as Sky always did, dance wildly by herself. It was so funny, because she closed her eyes and had this seductive dance, and in a second she'd open her eyes and have more partners than she needed.

She started dancing, her hips moving to the beat. Over the night she danced with three guys she didn't learn the name of, two guys from Hogwarts, and some guy named Nick. She was getting tired, but kept up her dance. Not opening her eyes, she felt some guy smooth up against her, dancing sweetly with her. She put her hands around his neck, but then froze. Something about them seemed to familiar. Something about his sweet way with her was different with the rough get-down way the other guys danced. She knew who it was, but didn't open her eyes as an excuse. She moved closer to him, her hips swinging at his body invitingly.

"Sky?" the familiar voice said.

"Yeah, Arty?" she murmered, and opened her eyes. Arty smiled down at her.

"I like you," he murmered, and put his lips on hers. She deepened the kiss. "I like you too," she murmered.

"Uh..Let's go back there," he whispered, pointing to the big room with a bunch of little rooms in there. Sky's eyes widened. She had always wondered what those rooms were for.

"But-" she hesitated, looking in to his eyes. He laughed, "Nah, not until we're ready. I know we're not, especially..." Sky knew he was about to say 'you', and loved him for not. She let him take her to a spare room, where he cornered her and started massaging her, to make her less tense. And she was tense. his hands dropped to her hips, feeling her and kissing her neck. Sky made him open his mouth and started snogging him.

"The minute we can, I'm totally gonna shag you," Artimis said, laughing. Then he went back in for their kiss, his hands making circular motions on her thighs.

"I lo-like you so much Arty," Sky moaned, almost saying 'love', which she couldn't at the moment.

Arty grinned, his fingers creeping up from the slit in her dress and making her giggle, "That tickles!" she calmed as he started nibbling on her ear, his hands wondering under her dress.

"Arty?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks."

Midnight Magic club is NOT real, of course. It's for fun.