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'Whoever's whistling can you stop!' snapped Ginny, in the middle of her DADA class. She had a really bad headache, after all.

'That would be me,' said Professor Higgs.

'Oh … sorry,' blushed Ginny, a few people laughed, including Harry.

'Find something funny Potter?' she grinned, flicking her long red hair over her shoulder.

'Actually, I do Weasley,' smiled Harry.

'Back to work class,' said the Professor. 'Miss Weasley, concentrate please. Miss Parker, please remove your scarf.'

'But it's cold,' protested Candice. Professor Higgs just gave her an odd look.

'Fine,' muttered Candice, taking off her pink scarf.

The bell for the end of the lesson rang. Everyone automatically started putting their books into their bags. 'Everyone, the bell is a signal for the teacher and not for the students. For homework, I want research on the Politivo as we will be studying that next lesson,' said Professor Higgs, 'now you can go.'

'Finally,' muttered Candice and Ginny together. They grinned at each other.

'Ginny, it's a Hogmeade weekend this week. Do you still want to come?' asked Candice. Ginny nodded.

'Nicole, do you want to come with me and Ginny?' asked Candice.

'Erm … sure,' she replied, brushing her long blonde hair. 'Coolness.'

They walked out of the classroom. Nicole instantly froze. 'Oh my gosh, it's Jake.'

Ginny looked ahead at Jake, the tall dark-haired Quidditch player. He is actually good-looking she noticed. 'Hi Jake,' said Nicole.

'Hi,' he replied. 'Hey, Ginny.'

'Hi,' she smiled. 'No more Quidditch practice until after Christmas now.'

'Yeah, it's a shame.'

Nicole say something, thought Ginny.

'So er … Jake, are you going home for Christmas?' asked Nicole, nervously.

'Nah, I'm going to stay in the castle,' he said. 'Are you?'

'Same.'

'That's good,' he smiled. 'How 'bout you Candice?'

'I'm not sure yet.'

'Anyways, have you lot seen Harry I have to ask him something?'

'He just left,' said Nicole.

'Oh okay, well thanks,' he smiled, walking off.

'He's so cute,' squealed Nicole.

'Nicole, I thought you were going home for Christmas?' said Candice.

'How can I? When he's going to be in the castle,' she said dreamily. Ginny snorted, while Candice just shook her head.

The weekend came by quickly much to everyone's excitement. Everyone was tightly wrapped up in coats, scarves and gloves as they explored Hogsmeade. Ginny walked into the heavily crowded shop of Honeydukes. 'Oh my gosh, look how yummy that looks?' squealed Ginny, at the large box of Belgian chocolates. 'I'm going to get that for my mum, and it's cheap too. I'll probably eat them before they even get to the till.'

Candice laughed. 'Honestly, what are you like?'

'A pig,' laughed Ginny.

Ginny ended up purchasing a large box of chocolate frogs, two boxes of sugar mice and a box of Belgian chocolates. 'They're not for me, you know?' she told the old wizard, behind the till.

'Yeah sure,' he smiled, revealing three gold teeth. 'You have no idea how much people actually buy in here.'

Ginny laughed. 'Thanks,' she said picking up her bag.

'Bye.'

She walked out of the warm shop into the bitter cold of the outside. 'I swear it's become colder,' she moaned to Candice and Nicole, pulling her white scarf tighter around her neck.

'Yeah, it has. It should snow soon,' said Nicole, hopefully.

'Let's go into that new make-up shop,' said Candice, leading the way. They entered the shop. The shop was white and quite large. Louise and Michelle, from the Quidditch team, were testing lip gloss on themselves. Ginny spotted Pansy Parkinson buying foundation at the store. 'Oh my gosh, Weaselette you have friends? How much do you have to pay them?' she sneered.

'Shut up Parkinson. You can buy as much make-up as you want but it won't make you any prettier,' said Candice smiling, folding her arms. Nicole laughed and Ginny giggled.

'You're just a slut,' said Pansy, looking slightly hurt.

'Your words just break my heart,' said Candice, dramatically. Ginny snorted, Candice grinned at her.

'Move out the way, Gryffindorks.'

'Please stop, before I cry myself to sleep tonight,' mocked Candice.

Pansy gave them a dirty look, before pushing past them out of the shop. 'Losers,' she muttered.

Nicole laughed 'That was funny!'

Candice grinned at her. 'I know,' she said, causing more laughter.

Ginny walked over to the perfume stand, glancing back to make sure that Candice wasn't looking, she brought the nicest one she could find for her. She also brought a different one for Nicole.

'Ready?' she asked them.

'Hold up, I'm just going to buy these,' said Candice, gesturing to the wad of lip glosses in her hand.

'I need to get a new mascara,' said Nicole, picking out one and going to the till.

Ginny waited for them near the door. 'So where do you want to go now?' asked Nicole, when she returned.

'Can we go to the Jewellers?' asked Ginny.

'Sure thing, honey. Whoa, look how windy it is?'

Ginny looked out, sure enough. Trees were madly rocking this way and that and the people out there were walking slowly as though every step was a big effort.

Candice went to open the door. 'I can't undo the door,' she laughed.

Ginny tried, the wind was pushing against the door hard. With a cry, the door opened enough to squeeze through. 'Go go go,' she giggled.

Candice slipped through first, then Nicole, finally Ginny managed to get through. Nicole screamed as a bin came flying towards them, they scattered, the bin hit the tree to the side of them. 'Run,' cried Nicole, no one needed telling twice. They all fled to the Jewellers. Laughing, they dashed inside.

'Look at my hair,' exclaimed Candice. Nicole and Ginny laughed, Candice's hair was badly windswept.

'Is it windy out there girls?' asked the slightly green witch, behind the till.

'Just a bit,' laughed Nicole.

Ginny browsed around the shop, until she found what she was looking for - a gold ring with a golden snitch on it. 'Do you think Harry will like this?' she asked no one in particular. Candice leaned against her.

'Yeah, he'd love that. You should get that.'

'Yeah, I will.'

She brought it, they quickly left for Butterbeers. The place was crowded local residents, students and Professors from Hogwarts filled it.

Ginny spotted Harry, with Ron who had his arm around Hermione, Lavender, Jake and Seamus. 'I'm going to sit with them. You lot coming?'

'Definitely,' said Nicole, eyes resting on Jake. Candice laughed at her.

'Hi,' grinned Harry, up at them.

'Bonjour,' said Ron, causing Seamus to throw his head back in laughter.

'We're a bit tipsy,' giggled Lavender.

There were bottles of firewhisky in front of them. 'I can't wait 'til I'm 17,' sighed Ginny. 'That way I can drink legally.'

'Yeah, not as if you do anyway,' said Candice.

'No of course not,' laughed Ginny.

'Here, have some,' said Seamus, offering his bottle.

'We can't Madam Rosemeta is totally watching us,' said Nicole.

'Brought anything nice?' asked Harry.

'Maybe, have you?' asked Ginny.

'Maybe,' he replied grinning.

'Don't drink anymore Seamus, 'cause we aren't carrying you back like last time,' said Lavender.

'Aren't you a bit tipsy as well though Lav?' asked Harry.

'Yeah, but I can handle my drink. Hey Neville, come over here.'

Neville walked over looking slightly nervous. Lavender pulled him towards her into a lip-lock. Everyone on the table froze – even Seamus who had been giggling at an imaginary leprechaun dancing on the table stopped.

'Okay, maybe I can't handle it,' giggled Lavender, when she pulled away.

'That's it we're going back!' cried Hermione. 'I'll take Ron. Ginny take Seamus-'

'What!'

'Candice you take Lavender.'

'But she hates me, she'll probably hit me!'

'That's a risk I'm willing to take,' said Hermione. 'I think Harry's alright maybe just a little tipsy. So actually, Harry you help Ginny. Nicole you take Lavender.'

It was quite a struggle heaving Seamus up who kept squealing 'Dance leprechaun dance,' to the table.

However, after about ten minutes Ginny and Harry successfully got him on his feet. They dragged him outside. They were almost at the school when Seamus tripped over pulling Ginny and Harry down with him, into a ditch.