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Next chapter…Sorry about the length. It's basically a filler chapter so that you can meet a few new characters, and to develop other characters and relationships.

-Sarah

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Chapter 7 Missy's Date

Missy's blonde hair flew behind her as she ran down the hallway, late for her date. She arrived, disheveled and out of breath, at the Room of Requirement. She walked down the corridor and back three times, thinking about her date.

When the door appeared, she eagerly grabbed the handle and yanked. The door swung open to reveal a table for two, set with candles and roses, and a self-playing piano in the corner of the room.

A smile grew on her face as her eyes searched the room for her fiancé, and discovered him lounging on the couch that set next to the fireplace, just as she had imagined. As she moved towards him he stood, and she walked gratefully into his open arms.

"Sorry I was late," She murmured, then kissed Will softly on the lips. He pulled her closer to him, and broke off the kiss, whispering back,

"At least you came," He rested his forehead against hers. She smiled again, closing her eyes and enjoying the scent of Will's delicious new cologne. She pulled away.

"New cologne?" She asked, a questioning look in her eyes. He opened his eyes, which were hidden behind his glasses.

"Yea, you like it?" Missy answered by kissing him soundly on the lips. Will laughed into the kiss.

"I guess I'm keeping it then, if it'll get me a reaction like that every time," He said, smirking as Missy pulled away. She smacked his arm lightly, and then walked over to the table, pulling Will by his hand behind her.

"What's for dinner?"

"Veal and asparagus," Will replied, pulling out her chair. Missy sat down, looking up at Will adoringly.

"You got veal for me? How did you get it from the house elves?" Will laughed as he took his seat across from her.

"You can get anything from the house elves with a little charm," He winked at her, "And yes, I got it for you. I would get anything for you." Missy blushed and picked up her glass. Will picked up his glass as well, which had filled with butterbeer when they sat down, and looked Missy in the eyes.

"To us," He murmured. She echoed his toast, smiling, and they clinked glasses. She took a sip and put her goblet down and picked up her fork and knife. As they started to eat, Missy and Will kept up their easy conversation.

Chelsea's Date

As Missy and Will were having a romantic dinner together, Chelsea was waiting impatiently for Jake outside the Gryffindor common room. She was tapping her foot and checking her watch every five seconds. He was late.

Suddenly, hands covered her eyes, and she felt warm breath on her ear.

"Patience is a virtue, my dear," Said the deep voice, laughingly. Chelsea pulled out of Jake's arms, even though she desperately didn't want to. He made her feel so…so…nice. God, now I sound like Missy.

"Jake!" Chelsea pushed him, trying not to laugh. "You're late!" He pushed her back.

"By thirty seconds!" He exclaimed, pointing to her watch. He started laughing and looped his arm around her shoulder and began to walk down the hallway.

"You are by far the most impatient girl I have ever met…Not to mention the laziest, and the craziest," Jake smirked down at the girl in his arms. They both knew he was just trying to push her buttons, and it was working.

"Jake!" Chelsea cried again, indignantly. She stared at him, hands on hips in a classic Lily pose. She was trying to seem intimidating, but was really just checking out her boyfriend. She wasn't really sure how she had ended up with someone like Jake Adams. Shaggy brown hair that was never, ever, in place, blue eyes that she could stare into all day, nice big shoulders, tall…tan…Damn, I'm sounding like Missy. Again. She pulled out of her reverie to find Jake laughing again. Did I mention he's really funny?

Chelsea moved back towards him, and his arm found its way around her waist, as if it was meant to be there.

"So where are we going this time?" She asked. They had never gone to the same place twice on a date, and they were always something to look forward to. Jake smiled.

"Patience, Chels, patience." She rolled her eyes at him, but let him guide her through the many corridors of Hogwarts. She breathed in the slightly musky scent that was Jake as he stopped them in front of the one eyed witch's statue. She looked up at Jake, puzzled.

"We've already been to Hogsmeade before."

"Yes, but not to the same place in Hogsmeade that we're going now," Jake replied cheekily. Chelsea sighed and relinquished her hand to Jake as he pulled her along the dank passageway, up through Honeyduke's, and out onto the main street of Hogsmeade. Chelsea started laughing as she ran to keep up with Jake. He continued to pull her to the edge of the small wizarding town, where they entered the forest that Chelsea had always walked past, but never gone into. Jake stopped moving and pulled Chelsea close to him.

He tapped her shoulder.

"Tag, you're it." He whispered in her ear. Chelsea shrieked indignantly, and immediately sped off after Jake.

After several rounds of tag, the moonlight found Chelsea and Jake collapsed on the ground in the secluded clearing they had found in the forest; a picnic basket of food that Jake had conjured lay between them.

Chelsea rolled over onto her elbow so she was facing Jake. "Time to go back?" She asked. Jake sighed and threw his arm around her waist, pulling her close.

"I guess so," He sighed and kissed her. Chelsea scooted closer to Jake and moved her hand up to his face and into his hair. When they finally broke apart, they sat up and gathered up their picnic blanket and basket, and walked out of the forest, lightly holding hands.

Sammy

As Sammy made her way back to the Gryffindor dorms, she ran down the hall screaming her new favorite song. All the girls had planned to meet back in their room at midnight, when Lily was done with patrols and Chelsea and Missy were back from their dates.

Since Sammy was the only one without plans for the night, including Marilee and Dani, it was her job to get everything ready. Like the chocolate and the sleeping bags.

As she neared the portrait hole, now on her fourth rendition of "Build Me up Buttercup," she smacked into someone, landing flat on her ass. Shocked into silence, which was unusual for Sammy, she looked up at the person she had run into.

Of course, it would be him.

She pushed aside the proffered hand, and stood up on her own, brushing off her jeans.

"Want some help with that?" Sammy rolled her eyes at the arrogant, suave voice that could have only come from one arrogant, suave boy.

"No, Black, I'm perfectly capable of brushing off my own butt, thanks," She said icily. Sirius laughed.

"Since when am I 'Black' to you?" He asked, with that smirk on his face. The delicious smirk that made her want to ––. Sammy tried to fight the blush that was threatening to creep onto her face at that thought.

"Since you keep trying to hit on me," She snarled. "Does the name Dani Lat ring any bells?" She said with raised eyebrows. Sirius laughed.

"Of course I know Dani Lat…I was going out with her for five months," Sirius said.

"'Was'?" Sammy repeated.

"Yea, 'was'. We broke up tonight," Sirius shrugged. Sammy's jaw dropped. Maybe they were going to need more chocolate than she had thought.

"But…five months…Sirius! I mean –– I…why?" Sammy asked, thoroughly confused.

"She understood, and so did I," was all Sirius would say, before walking down the hallway. Sammy was floored. Yet as she stood, rooted to the spot, Sirius called over his shoulder,

"Nice song choice…Oh, and I'm sorry."

Shaken out of her shocked silence, Sammy shook out her hair, and moved to the portrait ("Saint Valentines", and climbed through the portrait hole. She moved in a slight daze up to the 7th year girl's dormitory, and started transfiguring beds and conjuring pillows and other necessary object for tonight's sixth annual slumber party that the girls always had on the first Saturday night back.

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