Disclaimer: Okay, this chapter was written by me. I do not, however own the familiar characters from the Harry Potter books.

Chapter 7

Ali twisted her way toward Fred; she could just barely make out his red hair through the crowd. When she finally got a clear view of his face she stopped, heart pounding. Had he always been so cute?

He turned and saw her, turning a little pink. His friend (who was also pretty cute) nudged him in the ribs and whispered something in his ear. Fred grinned and waved her over.

'Too late to turn back now...' She thought, walking over and smiling nervously.

"Hey." Fred said.

"Hi..." Ali muttered nervously.

Fred's friend coughed. "Oh," Fred said, "Ali, this' Lee. Lee, Ali."

"Hey." Lee extended a hand.

Ali smiled, suddenly feeling comfortable. "What's shakin' bacon?"

The two boys laughed and looked at each other, confused.

Ali giggled. "It means 'what's up?'."

"Oh..." The two boys looked at each other again and laughed.

"Sorry..." Ali looked down blushing. She could tell that the boys thought that she was funny. She felt like she was just being stupid. She looked away at Becca and George. She grinned to see George's arm around her friend. Ali caught Becca's eye and winked. Becca laughed, George looked up to see Ali making mock kissy faces at her friend. He grinned as she blushed and turned around to find Fred about an inch away from her face. "What are you doing?!" she asked, a bit too loudly.

Fred grinned at her, quickly shoving his arms behind his back to hide something. "Nothing..." He pantomimed innocence.

She put her hand on the back of her head and looked at him skeptically. "Fine... but just so you know I'm watching you, Fred..."

"Weasley." He smiled and bowed, grabbing her hand and kissing it.

Ali looked back to see Becca and George laughing. "I- I- I, uh, I gotta' go." She backed away.

Finally she turned, running into a flushed Ron. His ears were bright red, and his hands were clenched so tight they looked like they'd never open again. "Hi Ron," Ali said quickly out of breath, blushing more. "Where're you off to?" She was nervous, and thought that she might have an idea of where the aggressive Ron was off to. She didn't want him to hurt himself of anyone else so she grabbed his arm, "C'mon, let's go sit with Becca." She smiled at him, noticing that his cheeks (and ears) were paling.

"Hey." Becca said when Ali pulled Ron down beside her.

"Hi" Ali sighed, relieved that Ron was not trying to beat the crap out of somebody; she hadn't quite noticed yet that her arm was still linked with Ron's.

George was looking at her curiously, probably wondering how anyone could control Ron so well. Hermione and Harry were laughing to each other. Eventually the table lapsed into silence.

"Look," Hermione pointed out, "there's Ginny!"

There was Ginny, sort of. She looked like Ginny, and her actions resembled Ginny's, but something about her was amiss. She was extremely quiet and wasn't touching anyone, which was very strange after she had (arguably) gotten over Harry and become her new flirty self.

"Hey Gin!" called George. "C'mon over here!"

Ginny walked over, smiling lightly, as if she knew a secret that they all didn't know. "Hello." She said in a hollow sounding voice.

"Hi" The others responded, looking a bit confused as to Ginny's actions.

"What's wrong?" asked Hermione.

"Why Hermione, nothing is wrong. Why ever would you say such a thing?" The words sounded foreign coming from Ginny's mouth; and her voice was slightly monotone, with exception to her stress on the word ever, which had an angry overtone to it. Ali and Becca recoiled a little, confused and a little frightened. Those who knew her exchanged confused looks; they were all thinking the same thing: something was wrong, but what was it?

"I have to go." Ginny said.

"What's with her?" Ali asked, exchanging looks of uncertainty with Becca.

Ron shook his head, and looked at Harry and Hermione. "I don't know. I honestly don't know..."

K, well that's it for now... please review."