A/N Sorry I haven't updated in forever. You know now we can't do individually author notes? I can't believe it! I don't think I'll get in trouble for one general note, though. Thanks for reviewing, though.

I STILL do not own Harry (damn) Blaise (damn) Draco (NOOOOOOOOOOO sob hysterically. Ummmm, yaah, anyway… Wait, that means that JK Rowling owns Draco. And Harry, and Voldemort. Yeesh, why don't we get rid of him already, and not the other people? I wouldn't mind throwing Snape off a tower, or death by hair washing, now that you come to think of it…

On to the story!

'Ginny, WHY are you, wow, Hermione!' Ron was cut off in mid sentence by the sight of Hermione in a skimpy nightgown.

Hermione, on the other hand shrieked and threw herself back into the changing room. The saleswitch who was helping them snickered.

'He doesn't bite, Hermione!' Ginny rolled her eyes at Arabella, who snickered.

'Maybe he does.' The Slytherin whispered back, causing Ginny to gag.

'EWWWWWWWWWW! I really didn't want to hear that! Ugh! Bad pictures! Bad pictures!'

'Think about Blaise instead.' Arabella giggled.

'Much better, so, WAIT! Bella! No! That is not helping! He's Draco Malfoy's best friend, remember!' Ginny yelped.

'So am I.' Arabella shrugged and tossed her hair over her shoulder, trying to catch Harry's attention.

'I was under the impression that you were more of a minion.' Ron snapped.

Arabella blinked in surprise. 'That was a good insult, I have to admit. Completely off base, but a good one.'

Ginny, though, did not share Arabella's sentiments. 'RONALD!' She screeched and threw her shopping bag at him, which caused the contents (which had been purchased at the shop they were currently in) to spill all over his head.

'RON!' Hermione began to shout, stopped, and began to giggle hysterically at the sight of the blushing red head.

'I knew that the Weasley liked to go in drag, but this is pushing it.' Blaise commented as he, Draco, and Thomas walked by.

'Ehmagawd, are you following me?' Arabella snapped, throwing Witch Weekly at Draco.

'No, Pansy heard Pothead and Weasel before, and was going to come in here and scream or something. We decided to head her off.' Thomas rolled his eyes.

'Seems like she must have gotten lost.' Arabella commented, accioing the magazine back and flicking through it while Hermione paid for her purchases she again noticed that Draco was checking Hermione out. What the hell? She supposed the make-over Ginny had given Hermione was helping, the bushy hair was trimmed down, the clothes that of a witch and not of a man-beast, but what did Draco see in her? Personality? He didn't go for that. Look at Pansy. Come to think of it, Pansy didn't have looks on her side either. Then again, with the Slytherin parties, everyone was too wasted at the end of them to notice each other's looks.

'POTHEAD AND WEASLEY! YOU INSULTED MY DRACO!' Pansy screeched as she stormed over.

Arabella nearly burst out laughing. Pansy had stopped short, and blinked at the mountain of lingerie that was on top of Ron. She shook her head like she was trying to clear it, and sat down heavily.

'Arabie, am I insane, or is there a G-string on Weasley's head?' She asked Arabella in utter confusion.

'Yaah, there is.'

Ginny was watching the exchange in the manner one did when one was watching a really good Friends episode. Ready to laugh hysterically.

'Wha, oh.' Ron quickly knocked off all of the clothes, still blushing a flaming red. Harry, who was seconds away from laughing, accioed the clothes into Ginny's bag.

'Much better. That was weird. Anyway, where was I, oh, yaah. YOU ARE SCUM, WEASLEY! Can I say Ron? It's much shorter. And you might start thinking I was talking to Ginny, which I'm not, since she's okay. Did you hear about the time that she and Theo got into a drinking competition at one of our parties? It was great. They came up with the best pranks when they're totally wasted. She tho… oh, wait, not the point, and I'm guessing you totally didn't want to hear that. I can't tell, really, because you're still red, and I don't know if it's an angry red or an embarrassed red.' Pansy rambled on.

Draco, Ginny, and Arabella exchanged eye-rolls.

'PANSY! Battles! Can fight them on his own! Cough cough!' Arabella fake-coughed.

'Wha, oh! Anyway, I got to go. I have to go yell at these people. They insulted Draco, can you believe that? I mean, he's so hot, and so sexy and…'

'PANSY!' Blaise laughed.

'See ya!' The girl pranced off, leaving a fuming Ron, annoyed Draco, and hysterically laughing Ginny, Arabella, Thomas, Blaise, and Harry.

'Now that she's gone, we can get back to the point. Arabie, you know that you can come back with Blaise and I. I mean, Weasley seems kind of unbalanced, at the moment. Yes, the Weaselette can come too. MG might be pushing it, though.' Draco sighed.

'Who's MG?' Hermione asked, then realised who she was talking to.

'Hey look, when you're not trying to kill each other, you get along!' Arabella pointed out.

'Arabella, I know you are trying to do some crazed unity thing, but it is not working. Damn, Draco, it's Calvin.' The Slytherin Trio quickly left, leaving one furiously ranting Ron, three confused Gryffindors, and a giggling Slytherin.

'I told you those cheering charms would work on them!' Arabella laughed to Ginny. They totally didn't get mad!'

'What?' Hermione demanded as they walked out of the store.

'I didn't want them to yell so I cast some cheering charms on them! It worked great! And the whole Pansy thing was just hilarious!' Ginny giggled.

'ARABELLA HALLIWELL-TURNER!' A voice boomed behind her.

'Oh no.' Arabella yelped, looking for the first time alarmed. 'Oh no, no no.