AN: Just thought I'd clear up the Ron-thing.
The whole part about him being gay wasn't really part of the plot; I just put it in cause of the title. I probably won't even mention it again in the story. Thanks to all of you for reviewing.

sirius-black-4eva: I'm glad you like my story. Can't wait to read your next chapter.

Update 29 April 2005: doesn't alow song lyrics that are not your own in fics, so i'm removing everything.

Chp.9

Clubs

"'Mione watch out!" Paige yelled as a snowball came soaring towards her head.

"Auu! Ron you're going pay for that!" She screamed before running after Ron with another snowball. Paige started laughing, fell into a pile of snow and started rolling around. Snow could make the most mature people very childish she thought, and next thing she knew. Hermione, Harry and Ron threw themselves at her.

"Ahhh! Get of, you're crushing me!" She managed to scream through laughter.

'This isn't working.' So she grabbed as much snow as she could and shoved it down their sweaters. They all got up and started jumping up and down in reaction to the sudden coldness.

"Hah! Take that!" and before she knew it she was being chased by Harry, Ron and Hermione halfway around the lake before they finally gave up.

"Okay, okay." They said panting "We admit defeat. Truce?"

"Truce." She said and held out her hand to them, in which they responded by pulling her down into the snow.

"Unfair!"

"All is fair in love and snowball fights!"

They spent another hour in the snow before realising how cold it was.

"Okay guys, let's get out of here." Hermione said, her whole body shacking. Harry instinctively wrapped his arms around her to keep her warm.

"You want to go up to the Head Dorm?" She asked them.

Harry and Ron nodded. "Paige?"

"Nah, I'm gonna go up to my room. I'll come over in an hour or so, kay?"

"Okay, we'll see you then."

She waved goddbye and made her way up to her room.

"Is something wrong?" Harry asked her.

"I don't know, I thought she'd like to see Malfoy."

"Maybe she doesn't want to see him." Ron suggested.

"I don't know."

She stepped into her little common room, cold and wet. She walked into the bathroom, stripped down and stepped into the warm shower. She let the warmth of the water indulge her, calming her down. She was still humming the melody of the song when she came into her room and change. She put on a pair of track pants, and a Yankees T-shirt. (AN: I don't know any teams from San Francisco.) She walked down to the common room with a book in her hands, Lord of the Rings, and her CD player in her pocket.

The music was playing loudly in her ears; she didn't take notice when someone crept up from behind her.

They removed the headphones.

She was just about to scream, but felt a hand over her mouth. She instinctively grabbed the persons arm and threw him over the sofa. The person lay on the floor groaning, she stepped up and looked down at him.

"Shit, Paige, what the hell was that good for!"

"Draco! Jesus, you have to stop sneaking up on me!" She held out her hand to help him up.

"Sorry, where'd you learn that anyways?"

"Learn what? The self-defence thing? My sister is a black belt; it's quite useful when dealing with demons."

"What!"

'Oh, shit! Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad!'

"Demon fighting, what are you talking about!"

"It's slang, demons, bad guys, same thing. My sister has a night club, you gotta know how to kick people's ass."

He looked at her, not quite convinced.

"So, why'd you come over? Don't you have Quidditch practice?"

"No, got cancelled, Huffelpuff wanted to practice before the game tomorrow. No, I was wondering if you could help me and Gra-"She gave him a look "Hermione, with the plans for the Yule Ball."

"Yeah, sure. I was gonna go over there anyways."

He leaned in to kiss her and she accepted, but her mind was very reluctant.

'You can't be doing this. Hermione is still trying to get you to tell. Don't get deeper into this before you do!'

"Okay, well the Yule Ball is usually very formal. You know, dress robes that stuff." Hermione informed her. The five of them were sitting around the coffee table in the Head Dorm, discussing ideas for the Yule Ball.

"Yeah, well does it have to be formal?" Ron asked. "I've never liked wearing dress robes."

"Well, I suppose we could ask Dumbledore if we could wear Muggel clothes."

They kept discussing different options for hours, when...

"I've got it!" Paige exclaimed. "How about turning the hall into a club? You know Muggel music, Muggel clothes, and lights, all of it."

Everyone seemed to agree with the idea.

"But, how are we going to pull this off, I mean, Dj, lights all that stuff." Hermione asked.

"My sis has a club remember? There's gotta be someone in the magical world who can DJ. My sister can probably hook us up with lights and stuff too."

"Then all we have to do now is pass it by Dumbledore."

"Good, we have a plan. Now I'm going to bed." Paige got up from the floor.

"Wait, bed now! It's like 10 o'clock!" Ron said, completely taken aback.

"So? Good night guys." She said and waved goodbye.

Draco got up from the floor and followed her.

"Hey Paige, wait up!"

She stopped and turned around.

"Is something wrong? You've been acting strange lately."

'Shit, shit, shit, don't spill it Paige.'

"I-i-I, no nothings wrong. Nothing at all."

"You're a shitty liar Halliwell. Spill it." He looked hopingly at her.

'Not a word Paige, not a word.'

"It's nothin', I promise."

'There you go, lying again, why don't you just shut up.'

'I have to tell him.'

'No! You can't remember?'

"I don't know what to do!"

'Oh no! That wasn't supposed to come out!'

"Paige, what's wrong? What is it?"

"Nothing, it's nothing." She muttered.

"Don't lie to me Paige."

"..."

"Just tell me, please?"

"I will, just not now, okay?"

He smiled "Okay. So you want to go the dance? You know, together?"

"Mhmm" She gave him a hug and whispered "Thanks for understanding."

AN: Ninth chapter. Paige's conscience is wearing her out.

Hidden Secrets are going to be uncovered very soon.

Hugz,

Natasha.