A/N- This is it! After this chapter, it's time for the dance! I can't wait!
Sorry it took so long for this chapter, I've been trying to study for
finals.
Meanwhile, the adults were also getting ready for the dance. Most of them were having just as tough a time as the students. And some of them were just as worried. Not Sirius Black, though. Nothing could stop him from having a good time.
"This is going to be so cool, Moony!" he said excitedly, digging through his small suitcase for something to wear, "Aren't you excited?" Professor Lupin shook his head. It wasn't that he wasn't excited about the dance. He knew that that would be fun. It was just the fact that he had to be paired with Narcissa Malfoy, of all people.
Sirius practically read his mind. "Don't worry about Cissa, Lupin," he said as he tried to comb his hair to look acceptable, "She's going to have to put up with you. Why not have a little fun with it? Make Lucius sweat!"
Remus had to laugh at that. The idea of Lucius being jealous over him and Mrs. Malfoy was just hilarious. But that wasn't his style. He wouldn't try to make someone who obviously didn't like him pretend to like him.
"Are you kidding me, Sirius?" Lupin asked incredulously, "And have Lucius curse me on the spot? Not a chance." Sirius rolled his eyes. Lupin had always been more practical than him. "Well would you at least look good so that Lucius will be a little worried?"
Lupin shrugged. It wasn't like he was planning on looking bad. And besides, Sirius' good mood was catching. "Okay Sirius, you are now in charge. Make me look good!" Lupin said, laughing at how dumb he sounded.
Meanwhile, Professor Sinistra and Narcissa Malfoy were getting ready too. "This is crazy. Absolutely crazy. How did I manage to get paired with Lupin? That gangster sock doesn't know what it's talking about," Cissa said, looking back and forth between the two dresses she was deciding between.
"I don't know, the pairings seemed pretty accurate to me," Aurora (hereafter called Ally because the name Aurora is getting on my nerves) said. She smiled to herself as she slipped into a fairly short (but decent), low-cut black dress with a slit going high up the back.
Cissa frowned. "Shut up, Ally, nobody asked your opinion," she said, finally deciding on an outfit. Ally laughed, shaking it off. She was used to Cissa being annoying the way she was from when they were both at school. "You're just jealous because you're going with Remus and I've got a date with Sevvie," she said easy-goingly.
Cissa sneered at her. "You think I would WANT to go on a date with that greaseball?" she asked, glaring at Professor Sinistra as she fixed her hair. Professor Sinistra shook her head. "No, I guess not. Well then, are you threatened that Cho Chang is going to be on a date with your husband?"
"Please? Lucius is no worry, and Cho Chang is a lousy student. Neither of them is any sort of threat," Narcissa said, flipping her hair as she brushed through it. Ally shrugged. Narcissa could think whatever she wanted, but if she were in her place, she would be a little more concerned.
Down in the dungeons, Professor Snape and Lucius Malfoy were also getting ready. (Not that anyone would be doing anything else.) They were, as usual, complaining and arguing, but that was probably just to hide the fact that they were both nervous.
"What color boxers should I wear, Sev?" Lucius asked, cracking up as he held up a pair of black ones, along with some more interesting, decorative choices, including a pair with Quidditch broomsticks. Snape looked at him and shook his head. "What the hell does it matter?" he asked, searching through his wardrobe.
Lucius sighed. He had only cracked up because it sounded so funny. He was serious, though. "Come on, Snape, what color?" he asked again. Giving up, Professor Snape pointed to the black ones. It was only downhill for Snape from there.
"Sev, what pants should I wear? Jeans or black pants or silver ones?" asked Lucius, holding up his choices. Snape shrugged. "Wear the baggy jeans," he said, picking randomly.
"What shirt should I wear, Sev?" he asked, spreading out a couple on the extra bed. "Lucius! No one gives a damn!" Snape snapped, slamming the bathroom door as he went to change.
Lucius rolled his eyes at his supposed best friend's snarkiness. He was probably just jealous because practically the only color he owned was black. He made sure he told Sevvie that as he walked out of the bathroom, naturally wearing his signature color.
"I'll have you know that there is absolutely nothing wrong with the color black, Lucius," Professor Snape said silkily, "But I have a question. Doesn't it bother you in the least that your wife thinks you being paired with Cho Chang is no threat? Because if I were you, I would be insulted."
Lucius glared at him evilly. He could put up with most insults easily, but that got him mad. Snape wasn't supposed to know about that, anyway. "How did you find out about that?" he asked, running a hand through his perfectly groomed hair.
Snape smirked. Even though he and Lucius were sort of best friends, he always loved having something on him. "Well, I guess Lupin told Sirius, who let it slip to me. He seemed to want me to rub it in your face," he said, frowning as he thought of the satisfaction this would give Sirius.
"Sirius is really getting on my nerves," Lucius said, putting all his reject clothes away, "Then again, so is the fact that my wife doesn't even feel threatened by me going out with another girl."
Professor Snape nodded. He really couldn't stand Sirius Black. They had been worst enemies for as long as he could remember. He really regretted now that he and Lucius had made that stupid promise to play Truth or Dare at the dance.
Changing the subject off his apparently stupid wife and the most annoying person in existence besides Harry Potter and his friends, Lucius asked, "So Sev, what do you think of this outfit?"
"Oh come on, Lucius! You asked me what to wear every step of the way! You asked me what to wear every step of the way! You KNOW what I think of the outfit! Why the hell do you care so much?" Snape snapped, letting the pressure of having a date and being bothered by Sirius get to him.
Lucius shrugged. "I have to make sure my so-called wife realizes that I'm not a safe bet," he said, smirking, "I need to look good." Sevvie understood. Having Cissa say that must have been a real drag for one of the most egotistical people in the world.
"Good luck with that, Lucius," he said with a laugh, "I'm sure Cho is as insulted as you are not to be considered a threat." Lucius nodded while looking in the mirror one last time before leaving. "Actually, she is," he said honestly, "We'll just see how much of a threat I am."
Meanwhile, the adults were also getting ready for the dance. Most of them were having just as tough a time as the students. And some of them were just as worried. Not Sirius Black, though. Nothing could stop him from having a good time.
"This is going to be so cool, Moony!" he said excitedly, digging through his small suitcase for something to wear, "Aren't you excited?" Professor Lupin shook his head. It wasn't that he wasn't excited about the dance. He knew that that would be fun. It was just the fact that he had to be paired with Narcissa Malfoy, of all people.
Sirius practically read his mind. "Don't worry about Cissa, Lupin," he said as he tried to comb his hair to look acceptable, "She's going to have to put up with you. Why not have a little fun with it? Make Lucius sweat!"
Remus had to laugh at that. The idea of Lucius being jealous over him and Mrs. Malfoy was just hilarious. But that wasn't his style. He wouldn't try to make someone who obviously didn't like him pretend to like him.
"Are you kidding me, Sirius?" Lupin asked incredulously, "And have Lucius curse me on the spot? Not a chance." Sirius rolled his eyes. Lupin had always been more practical than him. "Well would you at least look good so that Lucius will be a little worried?"
Lupin shrugged. It wasn't like he was planning on looking bad. And besides, Sirius' good mood was catching. "Okay Sirius, you are now in charge. Make me look good!" Lupin said, laughing at how dumb he sounded.
Meanwhile, Professor Sinistra and Narcissa Malfoy were getting ready too. "This is crazy. Absolutely crazy. How did I manage to get paired with Lupin? That gangster sock doesn't know what it's talking about," Cissa said, looking back and forth between the two dresses she was deciding between.
"I don't know, the pairings seemed pretty accurate to me," Aurora (hereafter called Ally because the name Aurora is getting on my nerves) said. She smiled to herself as she slipped into a fairly short (but decent), low-cut black dress with a slit going high up the back.
Cissa frowned. "Shut up, Ally, nobody asked your opinion," she said, finally deciding on an outfit. Ally laughed, shaking it off. She was used to Cissa being annoying the way she was from when they were both at school. "You're just jealous because you're going with Remus and I've got a date with Sevvie," she said easy-goingly.
Cissa sneered at her. "You think I would WANT to go on a date with that greaseball?" she asked, glaring at Professor Sinistra as she fixed her hair. Professor Sinistra shook her head. "No, I guess not. Well then, are you threatened that Cho Chang is going to be on a date with your husband?"
"Please? Lucius is no worry, and Cho Chang is a lousy student. Neither of them is any sort of threat," Narcissa said, flipping her hair as she brushed through it. Ally shrugged. Narcissa could think whatever she wanted, but if she were in her place, she would be a little more concerned.
Down in the dungeons, Professor Snape and Lucius Malfoy were also getting ready. (Not that anyone would be doing anything else.) They were, as usual, complaining and arguing, but that was probably just to hide the fact that they were both nervous.
"What color boxers should I wear, Sev?" Lucius asked, cracking up as he held up a pair of black ones, along with some more interesting, decorative choices, including a pair with Quidditch broomsticks. Snape looked at him and shook his head. "What the hell does it matter?" he asked, searching through his wardrobe.
Lucius sighed. He had only cracked up because it sounded so funny. He was serious, though. "Come on, Snape, what color?" he asked again. Giving up, Professor Snape pointed to the black ones. It was only downhill for Snape from there.
"Sev, what pants should I wear? Jeans or black pants or silver ones?" asked Lucius, holding up his choices. Snape shrugged. "Wear the baggy jeans," he said, picking randomly.
"What shirt should I wear, Sev?" he asked, spreading out a couple on the extra bed. "Lucius! No one gives a damn!" Snape snapped, slamming the bathroom door as he went to change.
Lucius rolled his eyes at his supposed best friend's snarkiness. He was probably just jealous because practically the only color he owned was black. He made sure he told Sevvie that as he walked out of the bathroom, naturally wearing his signature color.
"I'll have you know that there is absolutely nothing wrong with the color black, Lucius," Professor Snape said silkily, "But I have a question. Doesn't it bother you in the least that your wife thinks you being paired with Cho Chang is no threat? Because if I were you, I would be insulted."
Lucius glared at him evilly. He could put up with most insults easily, but that got him mad. Snape wasn't supposed to know about that, anyway. "How did you find out about that?" he asked, running a hand through his perfectly groomed hair.
Snape smirked. Even though he and Lucius were sort of best friends, he always loved having something on him. "Well, I guess Lupin told Sirius, who let it slip to me. He seemed to want me to rub it in your face," he said, frowning as he thought of the satisfaction this would give Sirius.
"Sirius is really getting on my nerves," Lucius said, putting all his reject clothes away, "Then again, so is the fact that my wife doesn't even feel threatened by me going out with another girl."
Professor Snape nodded. He really couldn't stand Sirius Black. They had been worst enemies for as long as he could remember. He really regretted now that he and Lucius had made that stupid promise to play Truth or Dare at the dance.
Changing the subject off his apparently stupid wife and the most annoying person in existence besides Harry Potter and his friends, Lucius asked, "So Sev, what do you think of this outfit?"
"Oh come on, Lucius! You asked me what to wear every step of the way! You asked me what to wear every step of the way! You KNOW what I think of the outfit! Why the hell do you care so much?" Snape snapped, letting the pressure of having a date and being bothered by Sirius get to him.
Lucius shrugged. "I have to make sure my so-called wife realizes that I'm not a safe bet," he said, smirking, "I need to look good." Sevvie understood. Having Cissa say that must have been a real drag for one of the most egotistical people in the world.
"Good luck with that, Lucius," he said with a laugh, "I'm sure Cho is as insulted as you are not to be considered a threat." Lucius nodded while looking in the mirror one last time before leaving. "Actually, she is," he said honestly, "We'll just see how much of a threat I am."
