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Hermione was giving an odd look at the suggestion box.

"No wonder you were so touchy this morning." Ron said.

Hermione gave him a glare. She went over to the suggestion box and found a pile of crumpled pieces of parchment. She gave a sigh and turned to Ron who looked like he was about to cry.

"Why is the suggestion box so full?" Ron moaned to Hermione.

"Ron I—"

"No! It's not just full it's overfilled!" he cried out in a slightly hysteric voice. "Do you know what overfilled means?"

Hermione tried talking again. "Yes, I know what it—"

"It means the bloody suggestion box couldn't hold all the bloody suggestions!" Ron said interrupting Hermione once more. "And do you know what that means?"

Hermione was about to open in reply but she decided to keep her mouth shut knowing that Ron would probably just answer his own question anyway.

And sure enough, Ron said, "That mean's we're going to have to read all those bloody suggestions!"

That was the policy of the suggestion box. At the end of each month, the Prefects of each house would empty the suggestion box and read each suggestion. At the monthly Prefect meeting, they would bring up the suggestions that they thought would help best promote school unity. Judging by the overfilled trunk-sized suggestion box and the contents pouring out of it, reading all the suggestions, let alone deciding which suggestions were any good, would take a considerable amount of time.

Hermione looked at Ron to see if he was going to interrupt her. He breathing really hard so she trusted she'd be able to speak an entire sentence this time.

"Well, look at the bright side Ron. At least we won't have to finish reading them today! We have one whole week to finish reading these little…er…buggers!"

Ron gave Hermione a look.

"Little buggers?" he asked her.

She turned bright red.

"Well that's what you call them isn't it?" she asked defensively.

"But that's me." Ron said.

Hermione turned slightly pinker as Ron chuckled.

"Didn't you say something about an Astronomy essay?" she asked him.

Ron stopped chuckling and gave a very Hermione-like growl.

While he was doing his essay with Hermione giving him helpful hints such as (could you insert something clever here? I'm brain dead for any clever words) Ron kept glaring at the suggestion box as if the reason he didn't know (another clever thing here please? I know I'm brain dead but thanks!) were its fault.

After what seemed an infinitely long time, Ron finally finished his essay with approval from Hermione.

"Finally!" he exclaimed stretching his arms. "Now I can finally enjoy the rest of my weekend."

Hermione was about to remind him about the Prefect meeting that was in an hour, but after seeing the joyous look on his face, she decided to delay that disappointing bit of news. Harry came climbing through the portrait hole a little sweaty.

"Where have you been?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, mate. I already finished Sinistra's essay." Ron said eyeing Harry's disheveled appearance.

Harry took awhile to catch his breath. After a few moments he calmed down.

"Well I went to the Owlrey. You'll never guess who I saw." he said taking a seat on the couch.

"Who?" Ron and Hermione asked simultaneously.

"Malfoy!"

Hermione blinked while Ron squawked "What?"

Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Don't you think you two are overreacting a bit. I mean even Malfoy's allowed to send an owl." she said.

"Yeah but Hermione, guess who Malfoy's sending the owl to?" Harry said.

"Who?" Hermione asked while Ron was giving a shudder.

"He was sending it to—why is the suggestion box so full? And what are those pieces of parchment doing on the floor?" Harry asked noticing the suggestion box.

Ron gave another Hermione-like growl while Hermione glanced at her watch.

"Ron! We have to go the meeting is going to start in a few minutes!"

Harry looked at his own watch.

"Yeah I have to go too. Quidditch."

Ron gave a pleading look to Hermione but her cold stare told him he would just have to attend the meeting.

Ron and Hermione said goodbye to Harry, and headed down to Pro. McGonagall's room.

"I wonder who Malfoy's writing to." Ron mused.

Hermione just shook her head and went inside the empty Transfiguration classroom where the other Prefects and Pro. McGonagall were waiting. Hermione noticed the absence of the Slytherin prefects and so did Ron.

"Where's Slytherin?" he asked Ernie.

Ernie gave a shrug.

"I don't know but the meeting's supposed to start soon." he said looking at the clock.

Pro. McGonagall pursed her lips.

"We'll give them a few minutes allowance. We always seem to give someone that anyway."

Ron's ears turned red while Hermione gave him another cold stare.

Ten minutes later Malfoy and Pansy came. Far from having faces flushed and panting like Ron and Hermione had when they were late, Pansy had a huge smirk on her face while Malfoy seemed to be suppressing a laugh.

"Terribly sorry we're late, Professor." Malfoy said in a voice far from apologetic.

"Let us begin this meeting." Pro. McGonagall said after glaring at the two Slytherin Prefects.

All the Prefects took a seat and Ron was still looking at Malfoy suspiciously.

"The reason I called this meeting for today instead of next Friday was because well…" Pro. McGonagall's nostrils flared as she cleared her throat. "It appears that students are a bit…excited about the upcoming ball."

"At least the girls are." Ron muttered.

At that moment all the girls in the room turned to Ron and gave him cold stares. The boys on the other hand nodded their agreement. Professor McGonagall's lips thinned.

"Yes well…" she continued, "And the suggestion boxes are also a tad bit fuller than they were yesterday."

"A tad bit fuller?" Hermione exclaimed looking shocked at Professor McGonagall's words.

"Tad bit fuller my—"

Hermione silenced Ron with one look while he still muttered ever so quietly "—ass."

"Oh well alright they're more than a tad bit fuller." Professor McGonagall said a little exasperatedly. "But, there is a very reasonable explanation for this."

"And what would that reasonable explanation be?" Hannah asked in a voice that wasn't accusatory but indeed questioning.

"Well the explanation is simple. Students are just so excited about the ball and have many fantastic ideas that they feel would help make the ball a success." Padma said practically bouncing in her chair. It was obvious she was one of those girls who was excited about the upcoming girl.

"What does the ball have anything to do with the overfilled suggestion boxes?" a confused Hermione asked.

"Well, Granger's confused. This is a first. I guess some of Weasley's brain rubbed off on you." Malfoy said with a sinister smiling.

Ron stood up suddenly and Hermione pulled him down.

"Well my Gryffindor and Slytherin prefects please restrain themselves?" Professor McGonagall asked in a very irritated voice.

"But, Professor I'm just as confused as Hermione." Ernie said. "Just what does the ball have to do with the overfilled suggestion boxes?"

"Why don't we give the confused in this room a bit more time to figure it out?" Malfoy said, his voice brimming with malice.

There was a few moments silence before Ron and Hermione both at the same time went "Oh!"

"Professor, do you mean to tell me that the suggestions in the suggestion boxes have to do with the ball?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, Ms. Granger." Professor McGonagall said her lips beginning to thin again.

There was more silence which was broken by Ron saying "You have got to be joking."

"Unfortunately not, Mr. Weasley." Professor McGonagall said with a sigh.

"I don't see what's so unfortunate, Professor." Padma said looking critically at Ron and Professor McGonagall. "If we want to have a successful and enjoyable ball we really need to get insight from the students. I think it's wonderful everyone is so enthusiastic about the ball."

"Only the girls are." all the boys said exasperatedly.

"But still," Padma protested, "I think the many suggestions are wonderful considering we don't have any suggestions or ideas ourselves."

"Well it's not like we had a lot of time to think about it." Hermione snapped.

"Well other students seemed to have enough time to think about it." Padma snapped backed.

"Settle down young ladies." Professor McGonagall said eyeing disapprovingly over the two girls.

"But, Professor there were so many suggestions. Do we really have to read all of them?" Ron asked.

"Of course Mr. Weasley. As prefects that's your job."

"But Professor! There are so many! And we have things to do other than read suggestions about the ball!" Ron exclaimed.

"Well, then Mr. Weasley, who do you propose read the suggestions. The Hogwarts prefects are in charge of this ball." Professor McGonagall said feeling a headache coming on.

"Well…I…" Ron stammered. He really didn't know what to say. He was just trying to get off of reading all those suggestions about this stupid ball.

"Come on Weasley. Who do you think should read the suggestions if not the Prefects?" Pansy asked wearing a smirk similar to Malfoy's.

Ron was thinking. He cast a pleading look at Hermione who just gave him a questioning look similar to the looks on the others.

"Well…maybe…the students should read it." Ron said finally.

"That's stupid." Malfoy said. "All the students read the suggestions?"

"Not all of them!" Ron said defensively. "Just those who are…really enthusiastic about the ball. They could form some kind of group—"

"Like a committee?" Anthony Goldstein asked.

"Yeah a committee!" Ron said. "You know like this committee could read the suggestions pick out which ones are best and well, they could also help us Prefects with planning the ball! They could be like a…a…"

"A ball committee?" Hannah offered.

"Yeah. A ball committee. They could help us with the whole ball!" Ron said with more enthusiasm in his voice.

An awkward moment of silence fell before Hermione said "That's not such a bad idea."

"Are you kidding that's one of the best ideas I've ever come up with!" Ron exclaimed.

Hermione tried very hard not to laugh.

"Professor, I really think we should go with that ball committee idea," Anthony Goldstein said. "It would make planning the ball much easier and Ron's right. There are a lot of suggestions and we do have other things to do other than read them all."

"So what do you say, Professor?" Ron asked hopefully.

All eyes turned on Professor McGonagall, who looked at all of them and sighed.

"Very well. I must admit it does seem to be a good idea." Professor McGonagall said.

"Alright! So we don't have to read all the suggestions!" Ron said happily. Hermione rolled her eyes and the other prefects were trying very hard not to smile. They too hadn't wanted to read all the suggestions.

"Well yes, Mr. Weasley but since this ball committee was your idea, you will be in charge of it."

Ron's expression of jubilee turned into one of horror.

"What?" he squawked.

"I said you will be in charge of the ball committee," Professor McGonagall repeated. "You will be in charge of finding committee members, deciding which suggestions could be of help to planning the ball, and so on and so forth."

Ron was speechless.

"Well I think that does it for today. Mr. Weasley kindly bring me your ideas for the committee tomorrow after class." Professor McGonagall said. "That is all meeting adjourned."

The other Prefects got up and left while Ron still seemed to be immobilized. Hermione nudged him.

"Come on the meeting is over." she said.

Ron still wouldn't budge.

"Mr. Weasley would you please exit my classroom with Ms. Granger? I have a lot of things to do today and I can't wait for you to move." Professor McGonagall said with an air of annoyance.

Ron stood up and walked out the door with Hermione.

"I. Can't. Believe. It." he said turning to Hermione. "Who in their right mind would make me the head of a ball committee? I'm not sure what a committee is!"

Ron looked at Hermione waiting for her to reply.

"Well aren't you going to say something?" he asked her.

"Why?" Hermione asked. "You're just going to interrupt me."

Ron made an impatient noise.

"You're really annoying sometimes you know that?" he said angrily marching his way up the stairs with Hermione behind him.

Hermione was about to retaliate but decided to instead let Ron fume. She secretly suppressed a smile. Though she felt bad about Ron being the head of this ball committee she was at the same time very glad that she, like all the other prefects, was very glad she did not have to read all the suggestions.

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