Hey, it's me! Rose Weasley Gamgee, yet again! I'm sorry that this took so long to update, I had it written a while ago, but there were a few unclear parts that my co-writer here pointed out. It took me some time to figure out how to clarify.

Chapter 9

Ali yawned and looked around. Damn, she was still in the Snake cabins, for a second she'd thought that she was at Becca's house. She remembered it so vividly it made her question if she'd dreamed the camp experiences. But sure enough, she found upon pinching herself, this was reality, and that had been the dream. She shook her head to pull herself back to reality.

She sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes. Then she hopped out of bed and went to get changed, grabbing a personalized tank-top and a pair of jean shorts.

When she got out of the shower, she could hear the voices of the other girls in her cabin. Just their voices were irritating and made her want to tear her hair out. She could feel her brain cramping up, it happened when she was under stress or boredom. She took a few deep breaths, locking the door.

She turned to the mirror to dry her hair. It looked so great like this, short and flippy, chin length, just perfect to show exactly how fun she could be. She grinned at herself when she was finally done. Her hair was practically perfect. The bright green tank-top that she was wearing set off her red hair well and her legs finally looked good in the jean shorts! Her grin widened as she read her shirt for about the 1,000th time. The gold, glittered writing said "Ask me about microwaving cats for fun and profit."

She leaned against the wall and closed her eyes; the undistinguishable form of a redheaded boy floating around in her mind. She could tell he was a Weasley, but she could not tell if it was Ron or Fred. She sighed… what would she do about that? "I guess I'll wait and see if either likes me" she thought as she dashed out of the cabin.

She slowed down once she got outside. The sun just felt too great on her skin to ignore. It was wonderful, the air was fresh and she could hear birds singing. Sadly enough, she couldn't enjoy it long.

"Aw… wandering around on your own? What? Did your Gry- Lion friends ditch you?" rang a mocking voice behind her.

"Ugh, don't you have anything better to do than irritate me like an annoying little insect?" She whirled on her heel, stirring up dust and dirt. Then she almost fell over as she came eye to eye with cold grey ones. She'd known who it was; she just hadn't expected to see him this close.

"Did I scare you?" Mockery glinted in his eyes. This close, she couldn't even respond. She was enthralled by the porcelain of his skin, the absolute perfection of it. His pink lips opened as he laughed at her. Her ears and face turned red. "Enjoying?" He asked, his voice biting into her.

She closed her eyes and realized what a jackass this kid was, no matter how great he looked. When she opened them again she made sure she was glaring, but she couldn't keep it up, just seeing his face made her eyes soften.

She disliked him, truly, but something about his beauty couldn't keep her mad directly at him. She had to be content with a frustrated sigh. She turned on her heel and walked away, rolling her eyes. "What? No retort, no swings?"

"No… people like you tire me."

He danced around in front of her. A confused look on his face indicated that he was not used to people acting like this to him. Ali saw Ron, Harry, Becca, Hermione, and George walking toward them. Harry had a strange look on his face, and Ron was turning oddly red. She stopped, delaying, trying to figure out how to make Draco leave her alone and avoid the up-and-coming fight. She put a hand on her hip and looked him directly in the eye. "Yes."

He looked her up and down, nodded, and said "There may be hope for you yet… muggle." and promptly walked away.

She turned around, "What on earth is a muggle?!" She called after him.

"Maybe one of your little friends there can tell you." He gave a laugh and disappeared into a cabin.

Ali felt a hand on her shoulder and whirled around, coming face to face with Harry. "Hey." She said.

"What was that about?"

"I don't know, he and his little gang like to tease me, I told him that he bores me."

"Well, you might want to go tell Ron something before he kills someone." Becca put in, watching Ron stalk off and kick a tree, and then clutch his foot and hop around.

Ali giggled, and then promptly covered her mouth. "Okay…"

"Hey Ron…" Ali walked up. "You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm absolutely perfect."

"Sure?"

"Yeah…" He walked away, back to the Lion cabins.

Ali sat down and sighed. Ironically enough, Hermione was the first person to come over. "Hey, that's just Ron, don't let it get to you."

Becca, George, and Harry followed. "That went well." George said. Ali and Becca looked at him like he was crazy. "Hey, you haven't lived with him." This got a laugh out of everyone.

"Hey, look Hermione! It's Jeremy!" Becca interrupted grinning.

"What?" Ali asked, her eyes glittering mischievously.

"What do you think?" Becca asked Ali, winking. The best-friend telepathy vibe worked perfectly.

"Really?!" Ali giggled, looking at Hermione in a way that said "You like him?"

"Yeah, I'm setting him and Ginny up." Hermione blushed.

All four looked at her, "WHAT?!"

Thanks for reading! Please review!

PS Since I've been getting the comment over and over again that the end is confusing here's what it is:

Becca is teasing Hermione because Hermione likes Jeremy.

Ali figures this out because she knows Becca so well that she grasps the insinuations.

Hermione is in denial, so she says that she is trying to set Jeremy and Ginny up.

No one understands why she's doing that.

Hope that's helpful!sss