A/N: Well, hello everyone! It's been...2 years, 4 months since I've updated. Nice, isn't it? Well, welcome back reviewers, to my world. I'm sorry about my leave of absence...everything has changed, recently, and I had some growing up to do. I looked back upon this story to realize, not only does it have many more reviews than my story on my other account (dance.smartly) but it has a decent plot line! Swoon, my lovelies, over my work! Oh, and read my other fanfic in my other account while you're at it.

Chapter 7: The date with John

As Titania's week flew by, she became more and more nervous about her Friday date. What was she to wear? What were they going to do? Does John really like her, or was he going to use her like the rest of his apparent girlfriends? It also seemed Titania wasn't the only one concerned about the date.

"Please don't go!" Harry constantly begged her. "He's going to use you!"

"For what?" Titania would reply. "Not sex, not popularity, not revenge, nothing. I must remind you once again, Mr. Potter, that I am a centaur, and have the wisdom to read the purpose of him. Do not concern yourself."

And with that, Titania flicked her long hair back, and stomped off.

"I'm warning you!" Harry called to her.

With a flick of a wand, it was Friday.

Titania was pacing by her bed, which was not a bed, exactly, but a pile of hay with a blanket on top, with 4 long, thin trees as bedposts with a starry curtain to remind her of her home. She couldn't sleep without her bed like that (A/N: Yes, Kithwynn, centaurs sleep lying down in my world).

She paused to look into the mirror. She had pulled her hair into a ponytail, and left a few stray pieces. She was wearing a translucent blue shirt over a blank tank. She didn't believe in makeup; she thought that it was a cover for who you really are.

She heard the door creak open to her dormitories, and saw Tina poke her head in. "He's waiting!" she said. "Oh, Titania, you look fabulous!"

Titania took a deep breath and headed down the stairs, to see John waiting for her. He had cut his hair; it was now cut just below his ear and was a bit wavy. He looked up to see Titania, and a smile ripened his face. Titania smiled back.

"You look...nice." he said, as the two walked through the portrait hole. Rather, John climbed and Titania awkwardly clambered through, with a push by Tina. John and Titania began walking down the hallway, while John explained Quidditch to her.

"It's like a fine art," he said, "and the players are the artists."

Titania nodded, realizing the game sounded rather daft (A/N: I'm not a Quidditch basher, but c'mon, she's a centaur...how could she like it?).

When the two stepped outside, Titania felt a strong breeze, and let her silvery hair out of the ponytail, letting it flow with the wind.

Gorgeous. John thought to himself. "Come!" he took her arm, and began leading her towards the lake, "let's get to it!"

"Where ARE we going?" Titania asked, slightly confused.

"We're going to the lake!"

John stopped in front of the large lake, dazzling in the sunlight. He took off his pants to reveal swim trunks, and his shirt to show off his muscled chest and abs. Titania hadn't brought anything to swim in, so she decided to take off her see-through blue shirt. John ran into the lake, his arms flailing, and Titania galloped after him, feeling the cool water splash her.

John tossed water on Titania, and she giggled, kicking water on him. After a short water fight, John stood up beside her.

"Truth, or dare?" he asked playfully.

If I pick truth, he'll ask me something personal...if I pick dare, he's going to make me make a fool of myself...

"Truth!" she replied.

John reflected momentarily, and asked her, "who do you think is the cutest guy in the school?"

Titania turned beat red and stared at the water, mumbling something.

"Pardon?"

"I said you."

At this, John gave her a kiss on the cheek, and Titania's face became the color of a tomato. After a few seconds awkward pausing, Titania realized that she must return the question.

"Truth or dare?"

"Truth...I'll play it safe." John said.

"Is it true you're a womanizer, and that you kiss girls then dump them in front of your friends to make you look cooler?"

"I'm in Gryffindor, I have pride. Would I do that?"

"I...I suppose not..."

The both of them had a lapsed moment of thought.

"Truth or dare?" John asked her.

Titania looked straight into his eyes, and feeling brave, said, "Dare."

"Kiss me."

Titania looked momentarily taken aback, but began to lean into John. She saw every freckle, even a tiny, barely audible pimple on his forehead...

Come to me...taste me...feel me...touch me...know me...love me...loathe me...FEAR ME!

Titania felt her whole body begin to ache, her lungs hurt when she breathed, she felt her heart thumping against her chest, and she knew she was falling into the water out of her control...and she saw blackness.

A/N: YAY! I'm so awesome because I updated! I know, it's short, but everything's kinda tying together, which is what I wanted to do in the first place. Yes, my writing's a lot different style. But, I hope for constructive criticism, please!