Chapter Three

Saturday had finally come and Draco sat in the room of requirement wearing a pink feather dress and pink high heels. He was applying some pink lipstick. He had purple eye shadow on and purple nail polish. His blond hair was all put in bright magenta ribbons and braids. He did not look like anything like he usually did. After he finished apply the lipstick he put in a purple handbag. As he sat there he conjured up some drink and food the house elves had made a few hour before. He looked at his watch. It told him it was seven, thirty. Fifteen more minutes he told himself.

Harry walked down the corridors of the seventh floor. He wore the bright orange dress he bought the day before and the orange leather hooker boots also. He wore a pink wig that went down to his shoulders and he did not wear his glasses because he had bought contact lenses. He wore a black chocker around his neck with a little pink heart dangling from it and pink eye shadow. His boots made a clanking noise as he walked though the halls. He checked his bright pink watch. It showed it was seven, forty. He had to wait five more minutes. And so he did.

Ron wore his long tie died lavender flowing skirt and a pink button shirt. He wore his pink strap heels. He too also wore a wig but his was purple and it just went down to his chin. He saw another person in a dress from the back on the sixth floor making there way up but he wasn't sure if he was going to the club. He met the stair and walked up them. His thin heel making a tapping noise as he walked up. He, unlike Harry and Draco, did not wear any make-up.

As Harry sat on the floor waiting for the door to be opened. He was alone tile someone passed by and sat next to him. What is that Snape he thought to himself. But with a second look it told him the person was much more shorter than Snape and had a more girly looking face. Little did he know?

As Hermione sat next to the pink dressed person she waved to him. She always had a love to dress up as odd people. She slicked her hair back and put in a net so she could put the black wig on.

"Uh… hello" she said to the person.

"Hi" he said back.

Hermione looked around then she heard a tapping noise of heels. She looked to her left and saw a purple haired and lavender skirted boy. He looked at Hermione and the other guy but said nothing. Next thing Hermione knew the corridor were filled with people

Ron sat next to the Snape looking girl. As the corridor filled up it started to get noisier and noisier. He checked his watch. It was finally seven forty-five.

Draco took a deep breath and opened the door. He saw all the people there in the corridor. Much more people than he expected to come. He couldn't tell if he knew anyone of if he could tell who anyone was.

"Uh…" Draco said, "The club has started! First I would looove if you guys and girl all take a seat"

As everyone walked in suddenly the room looked much larger than it did when Draco first stepped in the room today. It looked as though more tables had been lined up and there was more food. When everyone sat down Draco made his way in front of everyone.

"Ok there are a couple of things I ask of you. Do not harass people to give you their real name. Second, if you're here just to do that leave right now." A couple of people got up and walked through the door "and if you here to just see 'freaks' leave now" a couple of more people got up. They weren't dressed up, Draco could see that they were pansy Parkinson snickering as she walked out and a few other Slytherins that he knew of. "And last of all… I got nametags on the table behind me with markers. Write the name you wish to be called by and stick it somewhere on your clothing. Ok go"

Draco had already got his nametag on and he wrote Diane in neat handwriting.

Harry took a nametag and tried to think of a name. Harriena… wait is that a name, or maybe Haley… yah Haley will do well. He took a black marker and wrote Haley in his best handwriting and then stuck it onto his chest. They guy in the lavender skirt looked as though he had no problems on his name. Once he got the purple marker in hand he wrote Rowena onto his and stuck in on his shirt.

Hermione took a deep breath then walked up to the table think Hermione think… what is a good name… lets see… maybe… oh god for once I have no ideas. Let see lets go with… Hermione wrote the first name that came to mind. Hermes, she stuck in to the shirt and then looked around for someone to talk to.

There we go third chapter… I'm on a roll considering I have three other on the go also. Thanks all for reading the fanfic… really appreciate it. Love the reviews and if you have any questions just email me at beany142yahoo.ca I will answer all the emails.