Chapter Seven

Ron discovered that Hermione and Scott hadn't been exaggerating about the line-dancing teacher. The man was wrinkled and could barely walk. He did, however, love line dancing. Meeting up with Madi and Harry who assured them their day had gone fine even though Ron, Scott, and Hermione had not been there, they strung out to make part of the middle line. The wizened man stood on a wooden stage that was part of one of the halls in the church. He held a microphone in his gnarled hand and a boom box was the only other thing on the platform. "

Hermione, nice though she was, couldn't help herself and snorted.

"Now, now, young 'uns. Line dancing is not all fun and games," said the old man condescendingly. "When I was your age I was a champion line dancer." Ron couldn't see the potential line dancer lurking inside the portly man stared up at him in disbelief. "Not to worry now, we're only doing simple steps. And, follow me. Five, six, seven, eight. That's it! Now cross your legs." Everyone was getting confused because the ancient man could barely do half the steps. He had explained that he was unable to cross his legs or jump so they'd just have to listen. Basically all he could do was shuffle across the stage. He was making a spectacle of himself and the quintet, along with many others, couldn't help collapsing on the floor with mirth. "Tired already, eh? Why, I'm eighty-five and still dancing. When I was your age..."

The five didn't here him finish his sentence because they had begun to laugh harder. "That," Harry stopped to catch his breath, "man is," once again he had to pause, "hilarious," he finally wheezed out.

The ancient man took that moment to thank the teens for being so attentive and enthusiastic. "I'll be back next year, so make sure you practice your dancing." With those last words he walked off the stage.

Ron's stomach rumbled. He looked up sheepishly, "I'm kinda hungry."

Harry replied, "Not to worry mate, I looked at the itinerary this morning and dinner is starting now."

The golden trio immediately noticed a large difference between the way dinner was served on volunteer retreats and at Hogwarts. Pizza had been ordered and was placed on folding tables beside paper plates and paper towels. Everyone grabbed a slice or two, or five in Ron's case, and sat on the floor. "This is awesome!" exclaimed Ron. How come we don't have this food at Hogwarts? Actually, what is this food?"

Hermione looked at the pizza and painstakingly wiped the grease pooling in the pepperonis off. "This," she spoke, slightly grossed out, "is pizza. We don't have it at school because the servants believe in giving us nutritious food."

Madi interjected, "This is nutritious. Look, four food groups: dairy, meat, grains, and vegetables."

"But the grease, it's disgusting!"

"I like it." Madi took a large bite of her pizza and some of the dripped down her chin. "I must look like a savage," she giggled and quickly reached for a paper towel. "Pizza's my favouritist food ever! I just love it."

Hermione had never come to terms with Madi making up words or extending already made words. She didn't understand why somebody so smart would resort to something so dumb. She sighed and continued dabbing the pizza, this time centering her attention on the cheese.

When they had finished their dinner they headed to the hall to get their pyjamas. "Are we all sleeping together?" asked Ron.

"No," Hermione told him. The girls sleep in Nessinger Hall and the boys sleep in the basement."

"Too bad," Harry muttered but Hermione still heard him.

"Harry!" she ejaculated, feigning shock. "Why would you want to sleep in the same place as the girls? I'm sure you didn't have any ideas...." By this time Harry could tell she was teasing.

"Of course not, fair lady. I would never think of compromising a lady such as you or Miss. Madi. I thought only of your safety and how without any men in the room you could be attacked."

Picking up on his style of speech Madi inquired, "And who would attack us, good sir? After all, we are in a place of sanctuary."

"Good point," Harry lapsed into his normal speaking tones. "I just thought we could try to pull an all-nighter. It'd be pretty cool."

"My dad would die of a heart attack if he even thought I'd be near you at night. Why, he thinks we sleep to close together in the house."

"What?!?!" Ron bellowed. "We sleep five floors apart."

Hermione called in Ron's hyperbolic statement, "Two flights up, one corridor over and three doors down to be exact."

"You know what I meant," Ron huffed.

"Indeed I do, but I felt I needed to correct you. After all that was a gross exaggeration, we don't even have five floors."

"Anyways," Madi interrupted while smiling mischievously. "I think Harry had an excellent idea. After our vigils are done, I say we all meet in the bathrooms."

"Which ones?" asked Scott. "We are different sexes."

"The girls one, it'll smell better."

"Are you all serious?" asked Hermione, disbelief evident.

"Sure why not?"

"It's against the rules!"

"Awww, come on Hermione," pleaded Harry. "You've broken rules before. Remember first year?" Hermione had remembered first year. Harry and her had snuck out of their common room to get Hagrid's dragon, Norbert, to Ron's brother, Charlie.

"I do indeed remember first year," she replied, "I also remember the one hundred and fifty house points we lost."

"We also got one hundred and sixty points for breaking rules."

Scott and Madi looked curiously at the pair, wanting to know what they had done but Hermione shook her head admitting defeat. "All right, after the vigils, we'll all go to the girl's washroom."

"YES!" shouted Ron pumping his fist.

The loud expletive had caused several people to look up, including Alexis. She had tried to get near Scott and Ron but hadn't been able to. She felt slightly rejected that neither of them had come round to see her; after all, she was much prettier than Hermione. It never occurred to her that boys liked beauty as well as brains and she wasn't quite as gorgeous as she thought. A plan began to form in her head. After the vigils she'd somehow get Ron or Scott alone and then, why then they'd have to fall for her.

A/N  Hey Everybody.... I forgot to say this in the last chapter but our school did a 24 Hours of Hope and there was this really hot guy who taught me how to paint.  Also line dancing old man is completely true to life!!!!  Next chapter will be cute,  a little romance (possibly) and Alexis will return!!!!  Sorry if this is formatted funny but my computer crashed and this was in my email, hurrah!

I have just started writing a new story (it's Draco/Ginny) and I need a reason for Draco to really despise the Weasley's.  I mean hate them to no end.  Not just because of ROn or something stupid.  If you could give me an idea it;'d help and I'd give you credit if I use it.  Thank you sooooo much

Shout outs to Reviewers:

blackbird fly - how could you hate doing Grease?  Anyways, glad you thought it was funny.

G0blet0fFire - you're not making me do anything but your suggestions are helful. thanks for the positive review

nichole-sumpter - keep laughing. here's the next chapter

little princess pea - I'm to cool for my shirt, no joking actually it's im too sexy but this story is too sexy for everyone!!! sry random moment

hiei's little dragon - i forgive you, i have evil parents as well.  Hermione's not too oblivious I hope, she is about to become unoblivious

litakino22 - thanks for the good review,, if Orlando isn't engaged you are my Goddess

Myra3 - what if they don't end up together?  actually they will and you will see scott's reaction

Rupert's Angel - i couldn't make Ron throw the paint, i'm sorry, it would have deteriorated the relationship and i needed them to become semi-friends, Madi and Ron.... the next chapter will reveal all.

thehalfbloodprincess - the draconess is gone

mara342- i do not count you as a stalker, i started counting Orlando Bloom pictures in my room, got up to 76 realized i still had two more walls to count and stopped

ronsluvr  - i will have some more romance in the next chapter, I can't promise how long it'll be.  I hear about ppl writing 15 pages and I'm like "i can't do that" i have so much extra-curricular so i like to keep my chapters relatively short so i can update more